The butterfly was about to scream, and her first reaction was to think it was a thief, but the diving bird gently attached to the root of her ear and whispered "shhhh

The butterfly felt a chill on her body, and instinctively curled up, like a cat, involuntarily shrinking into his arms, her head pressed against his neck and shoulder armor, and snuggled up to his skin.

I was already in a state of confusion, and I didn't understand what was going on for a while.

I just muttered indistinctly: Well, what's wrong?

In the dark, the diving birds were silent. Fortunately, the butterfly is not very heavy, and it is not too heavy to hold her. But fortunately, she is not heavy, and if it is heavy, it will obviously take a lot of effort to hold it like this.

But he tried to hold himself a little more steadily, lest a miss drop her to the ground. It's a joke.

He wanted to find a dress or something to cover her, after all, the weather in early spring, the night was very cold, and he didn't want to let the butterfly catch a cold.

But after groping in the dark for a long time, I didn't touch a single piece of clothing, so I regretted that I should bring my own clothes. However, for now, I can't care so much.

He hugged her tightly and let her lean against his chest, and the body temperature of the two of them was at least not enough to give her a cold.

He walked briskly out of the room, through the living room, and then back to his little room, and put the bewildered butterfly on the little bed. When the butterfly's body was pushed into the quilt, he quickly burrowed into the quilt. The butterfly was pushed straight into the corner.

Fortunately, in order to save space, this bed is placed against the wall, otherwise the butterfly may be pushed down from the edge of the bed at this moment.

The bed was so small that if two people were lying flat, they could only lie down for one and a half people at most, and half of them would have to hang outside. So, for now, the diving bird can only lean sideways, against the back of the butterfly, so that it will not fall on its own.

Two people in a quilt, like two dried fish with two tails upright.

However, the advantage of this is that first of all, it saves space, and the two big living people of such a large size are squeezed out. It's not very comfortable, but it's okay.

The second is that each other's body temperature is fumigating each other, which is very, very warm.

From time to time, the nose of the diving bird gets into the scent of butterflies, I can't tell what the smell is, the very faint fragrance, a little hair fragrance, mixed with the fragrance of the clothes on the body, and definitely some of the fragrance of her body, in short, this mixed taste, very tempting.

He was satisfied, he didn't really have too many thoughts, he just wanted to, wanted to hold her like this, to feel her beside him.

He was afraid of waking the butterfly, and she jumped up to resist, so he hugged her motionlessly. With her nose buried in the back of her neck, she was really a fragrant and soft person.

Before this move, he actually hesitated for a long time, and after the butterfly fell asleep, he didn't feel sleepy for a long time.

For a man, staying overnight implies a certain possibility, a certain openness and acceptance

When he made this request before, it was actually a tentative act.

Although at first this request was made with a kind of jealousy, just because Bi Lin had lived here, he felt uncomfortable. Just thinking about it makes me feel uncomfortable.

This kind of jealousy is like in the male animal world, where the territory that originally belonged to oneself suddenly appeared the breath of another animal, even if this animal was inadvertently wandering and passing by, this is absolutely intolerable. In any case, it must re-establish its own breath to cover up the other's breath.

Of course, the human world, this becomes more complex and obscure.

This request is obviously not so simple, and the jealousy at the beginning will soon be replaced by a new one.

If I step into your world, I will conquer and control. I need your submission, and I want to be the king of your world.

He wasn't sure if his request would be met, but he was hesitant that if the butterfly flatly refused, he might give up. He wasn't shameless to that extent.

But he was willing to risk rejection and give it a try.

He mustered up the courage and proposed to the butterfly, and under his entanglement and efforts, he didn't expect that the butterfly would agree. This made him happy, but at the same time more confused.

One of the questions that Diving Bird has been pondering since he saw the butterfly again is: What does she mean to him?

This is one thing he has never been able to figure out.

It seems entirely reasonable to say that she rejected herself because of the fact that she was married. That's it, the diving bird has said to itself more than once, it's time for you to wake up. It's time for you to stop.

But judging from her original intentions, it seems that this refusal is not so obvious, not so absolute. Isn't it a hint that she consciously or unconsciously allows herself to step into her realm, to touch her world, to touch her feelings? Isn't it a calling? Isn't it a kind of disclosure?

This ambiguity and ambiguity of hers makes the diving bird feel as if she is also longing for something?

Nowadays, diving birds do not pretend to ignore it as they did back then. At that time, they were not in love, they had not yet confessed, and they were not even clear about each other's intentions.

Of course, the most important thing is that neither of them was close at that time, and they maintained the Normandy Line with each other, far from each other.

This is critical and important. If a man has not fully interpreted and dissected a woman, he will always have a certain sense of awe.

Today, however, the situation is quite the opposite.

There was no awe or distance at all, and he knew that the line of defense was nothing more than a false line of defense, nothing more than a façade, even like a decoration. His iron horseman has long since crossed the fertile fields, and I once had an unobstructed view of your scenery, and now I want to visit it again.

Those experiences let the diving bird know that I just need to take one step forward.

I used to sleep in your palace, how can I camp under the stars now?

So the diving bird was alone in the room, and muttered for a long time, feeling that he could not be so timid, like a coward, and really live a lonely, boring, and even ridiculous, and sad night alone in the single bed in this small room.

He stayed, of course, not just to spend the night alone in this ridiculous little bed. If that's the case, it's simply an insult and contempt for yourself. Because it's the same thing as sleeping in your own home, it's no different at all.

Butterfly she was in that room, but just through a door, wasn't she waiting for herself?

This thought made him very anxious and excited.

Although the night was cold, although he felt that his body was actually very tired, the tiredness slowly dragged his limbs into the void.

But on the other hand, my mind is very clear, my heart's desire is very clear, and I have never understood what I really want like now?

He couldn't be quiet, he couldn't sleep, he couldn't feel like he couldn't wait for a moment.

So he quietly got out of bed and walked to the door of the butterfly's room, and indeed, the door was unlocked, and when he opened it gently, the door opened. He listened quietly with bated breath for a moment, the butterfly snorted quietly, yes, she was asleep—