Suddenly I felt that a car suddenly stopped not far from me, turned off the engine, the car door opened, a long and elegant man got out of the car, three steps and two steps quickly walked in front of him, the butterfly raised his confused eyes, although the shadows were heavy, but this person would definitely not admit his mistake, the man in front of him was not a diving bird, it was really Zhuang Yousheng.

Seeing Zhuang Yousheng, the butterfly was stunned.

My mind was thinking repeatedly: I obviously didn't call Xiao Ying just now, did I call him?

Zhuang Yousheng squatted down and looked at the butterfly, as if he was very confused by the unexpected scene in front of him, and asked: What's wrong with you? What happened?

The butterfly looked at Zhuang Yousheng's dark and deep eyes, but she was really speechless. How do you explain this experience to him?

The butterfly gasped, then let out a long breath before she muttered, "I, I, as if I have been drugged, can you take me out of here?"

Drugged? Zhuang Yousheng frowned slightly, as if this answer made him even more confused and surprised, but it didn't look like nonsense, her pupils were a little dilated, her eyes flickered, watery, her cheeks were red and glamorous, her mind was eccentric, and there was a hint of obsessive smirk on her face.

After so many years of wandering abroad, he still has some experience, although he doesn't know what type of drugs she was taking, but at a glance, he knows that there is a fire burning her underneath, and at the moment, she is just holding on.

He said lightly: Can you stand up on your own?

The butterfly's smile is like a rippling wave of water, spreading round by circle, eating and saying: Please help me, I am really ...... Well...... Dizzy.

Zhuang Yousheng was a little confused when he suddenly received a distress call from a butterfly, but he still rushed over with a real heart.

I haven't been in the magic capital for a long time, and many roads are not familiar, except for those big roads and main roads that everyone knows, the small roads in various urban areas are really difficult to see.

I drove all the way to navigate and search, went around a lot of circles, and also walked a lot of wrongful roads, the more anxious I was, the easier it was to take the wrong road, and finally found Yuguang Road.

Such a secluded road, a quiet shop along the way, but where is there a figure. It's hard to find even someone who asks for directions.

He was a little worried, could it be that the butterfly was looking at the wrong road? I called her phone again, but she didn't answer, and I don't know why.

However, he did not give up, and went around Yuguang Road many times, almost detouring every road near Yuguang Road.

I also opened my eyes and searched around, and finally saw a figure curled up in a ball on a path, like a cat, it was a butterfly. The heart tightened.

Zhuang Yousheng sent the butterfly home directly, but the butterfly hugged him uncharacteristically tightly, rubbed his neck against him, and kept saying in his mouth: Hurry, hurry, hurry......

Zhuang Yousheng looked down at the butterfly, he knew that this time might be the most powerful stage of the medicinal effect, she was a little delirious.

Zhuang Yousheng hugged the butterfly, he didn't want to, he just didn't want to do this, so his hands holding her couldn't help but be a little stiff, she was wrapped around him like a snake, he kept pushing her away slightly, she was full of fire, but her limbs were soft, and she seemed to be suffering in hell.

After living alone for so many years, Zhuang Yousheng has almost forgotten what it feels like to hold such a soft body, and he has always thought that he will always live this life with a heart of stone.

At the moment, his heart was fluctuating, knowing that as long as he stretched out his hand, he could get this girl, the girl he liked, but his little conceit always made him feel that it was a bit ungentlemanly and despicable to do so.

Even if you want to get her, you also want her to really want to live with herself, if you don't have that heart, what's the point of all this?

Suddenly, the butterfly exclaimed in a trembling voice: Xiao Ying, you, you ...... Hurry up......

As he spoke, he stretched out his trembling hands to pull Zhuang Yousheng's coat, and his hot lips pressed up to his chin as anxiously as if looking for nectar, hot and like a piece of red-hot coal......

Zhuang Yousheng was shocked, and suddenly pushed away the butterfly without having time to think, looking at her, she was unconsciously muttering to herself there, and after a while, she actually began to pull her clothes.

Zhuang Yousheng couldn't help but hold her down, gently put her on the pillow, and pulled the quilt to cover her, she was a little dishonest, she grabbed it for a long time, but she didn't catch anything, Ren kicked off the quilt.

Zhuang Yousheng stood on the edge of the bed and looked at her, couldn't help crying and laughing, bent down again to cover the quilt for her, and then went to the kitchen to pull a cold towel and put it on her face. After a few back and forth, she suddenly fell silent.

Zhuang Yousheng didn't leave immediately, he just stood in the room for a while, this was his second time here, nothing changed.

In the little girl's room, Zhuang Yousheng shook it with interest, and stood in front of the bookcase and wandered for a while.

I browsed through the books and thought, "Well, this girl has a good taste in reading." The shelves are full of philosophy books or foreign literature, but after reading so many books, what is the meaning of your own life? Why is it so easy to be drugged today? Why is there no vigilance at all? Don't know what's going on?

I couldn't help but sigh silently.

Back to the butterfly's bedside. The butterfly settled down at this point, its snort gradually subsided, and it was clear that her symptoms were beginning to improve.

He gently removed the towel, and the towel was almost dry. He tucked the quilt again, then got up and left.

In her sleep, the butterfly saw a fog in front of her, and she slowly passed through it, and saw the decadent garden and the flower tree in the rocky hill, the ground was cracked, and a young man turned his back to her, and was watering it with a scoop of water. In fact, the flower tree has long since died.

But the boy was clearly still watering it, trying to revive it.

The breeze was gently blowing, and the young man's clothes were fluttering, and his black hair was like paint, and he looked like a celestial.

The butterfly stood far away, through the shadowy mist, although she couldn't see it clearly, but the scene made her heart full of ups and downs.

Looking at it, I heard the young man sigh. This voice made the butterfly suddenly realize, how familiar, how attached, countless times in the dream, but countless times missed it, across the yin and yang.

She jumped up and ran towards the young man, calling out as she ran: Xiao Ying......

The young man slowly turned his head and saw the butterfly, smiling slightly, his teeth were like frost, and his eyes were condensed.

Say slowly: You're here—

I don't know how long it took, and I don't know what happened during this period, when the butterfly came to his senses, he was prostrate in the boy's arms, hugging him tightly, his body was cold, and the butterfly whispered: Hold me, hurry up......