She certainly couldn't understand it. Although she and Fan Fan lived together for a long time, because the two were not married, Fan Fan always had a heart hanging here, and he was naturally considerate and protective of her in everything.

Knowing that she doesn't want to have more contact with her parents, so try to be careful to isolate them, but fortunately, his parents are also elders who understand righteousness, and they live a leisurely life by themselves, so naturally they don't want to get involved in trouble for no reason, so you two will go with you as much as you love. Butterfly has always been very willful and proud of Fan Fan's love.

So although she has lived with a man, the love in her heart is still so simple and simple, and there are unhappy people, just because Fan Fan is too careful, looks at her too closely, and loves her too much.

How do butterflies know the complexity of this world? Where do you know the sophistication and obscurity between this man and woman? How do you know that Fang Yun is also in the process of the most important sharp change in a woman's life? How did she know that one day she herself would taste the bitterness and pain in it?

It's just that today's butterfly still lives in her little girl's world, and many of her unpleasantness are only seven seconds of fish, which will soon be forgotten.

Right now, her troubles are just Lin Motian.

On this day, she had lunch and went to Lin Motian's study, accustomed to passing through the small garden, the grapevine trellises, this season the osmanthus flowers bloom very luxuriantly, clusters, occasionally dancing in the autumn wind, it falls on the Ying long, snowflakes are thick all over the path, fragrant and dyed clothes, the rich sweet fragrance makes the butterflies have a feeling of drunkenness.

Many children picked up osmanthus flowers under the tree, and butterflies also held a cluster in the palm of their hands, sniffing and walking all the way.

She remembered that she also made some osmanthus molasses last year, and occasionally put a little when she cooked some desserts, which was so fragrant. I thought that maybe I should do something more this year. It's just that the osmanthus in my own community is far less lush than here.

When she arrived at Lin Motian's door, she patted the osmanthus on her hand, which was still full of fragrance, sweet and greasy. I made up my mind, thought about leaving after delivering the book, and thought of an excuse to leave, so I pressed the doorbell.

She thought about it, hurry up and send the book, see what is going on here in Lin Motian, it's okay to leave early, and go home to catch up on sleep.

Last night, she had an all-nighter fight to catch up with a JJ manuscript. Originally, JJ said that he was not in a hurry, but suddenly a call came and said that he wanted it today. Butterfly had no choice but to write overnight.

When I went to bed, it was already four o'clock in the morning, and I got up again to rush to work after sleeping for more than two hours. Although I drank a very strong cup of coffee in the morning, I couldn't bear the night's sleep, my eyelids were sour, and my head was heavy. When he received a call from Lin Motian again, he could only hold on to his spirit.

When Lin Motian came out to open the door, he saw the butterfly smile slightly, he was very happy, and said, "Come in, there are still guests here." You know it too. ”

Butterflies thought, the sooner they knew, they would come later.

She also wondered which guest I knew?

But as soon as I entered the door, I looked up and saw Zhuang Yousheng, who was sitting there drinking tea seriously, holding a teacup in one hand and serving tea to his lips.

Seeing the butterfly, his pupils contracted inexplicably, obviously it was an accident for this unexpected meeting, but he covered it up very well, and there was no expression of surprise on his face. Just eyes glued to her.

While changing her shoes, she clumsily handed a bag of books into Lin Motian's hands.

Lin Motian greeted the butterfly, returned to the coffee table, and said, "Come and have a cup of tea together, this is the new tea that a friend of mine specially brought, you can also taste it." ”

The butterfly sat timidly opposite Zhuang Yousheng, Zhuang Yousheng finished drinking the cup in his hand, put down the cup, and said indifferently: "Hello, Miss He." ”

After a few previous contacts, the butterfly is more familiar with Zhuang Yousheng, and she feels that although Zhuang Yousheng's expression is still relatively indifferent, at least there is no coldness, and there is actually some faint warmth that is not easy to understand. Maybe even he didn't know it. But the sensitive butterfly has already felt it.

This made her a little reserved. She didn't dare to touch his gaze, she just tilted her head sideways to talk to Lin Motian, feeling that Lin Motian's existence at this time was really a great help.

Butterfly straightened up, usually in public, she always pays special attention to her image, although she is already sleepy, but now is not the time for her to be sleepy.

She responded with a slight smile, making herself look casual, and replied, "Hello, Mr. He." ”

Lin Motian took out another teacup from the small pot again, put it in front of the butterfly, and poured her a cup of tea.

Butterflies know at a glance that it is Tieguanyin, but although they are all called Tieguanyin, there are many varieties, and there is a huge difference between good and bad. However, before the tea reached her lips, the familiar fragrance had already penetrated into her nose, and suddenly reached her soul nest, making her faint autumn sleepy thoughts suddenly lighten.

I can't help but admire: it's really good tea. The tea that I usually drink at home really can't be compared with this.

After a cup, it seems to be a little more energetic.

Lin Motian looked at the books brought by the butterfly, smiled and said, "It's hard to send so many books for you, it's hard work." ”

Butterfly said, "It's okay, Mr. Lin. ”

is still polite on the lips, but the boss is unhappy in his heart, knowing that I work hard, don't ask me to do this kind of errand next time.

Lin Motian turned two pages, then put on his reading glasses and looked at them carefully, and said, "Well, your boss is to blame for this, you haven't sent me books here recently, and I've been helping her to promote it everywhere." Well, you're getting better and better now. ”

After a little look, he put down the book, took off his reading glasses, and continued to add tea to Zhuang Yousheng and Butterfly.

Lin Motian said: "Actually, of course, today is not just to ask you to send books, hehe, books can be sent to anyone, I just thought, I haven't called you here for a long time, and now it's not easy to ask you to come." ”

He said something, Butterfly pretended to be stupid, and said with a smile: "Teacher Lin, where is it, it's just that I've been very busy recently." ”

Lin Motian sighed, drank tea slowly, looked at the butterfly and said, "Tell me, what are you busy with?" ”

"I have a lot of manuscripts in hand, and I am busy writing articles. Yesterday I stayed up all night. ”

"You don't only have two columns, why are you so busy?"

Is this sarcasm? If the boss hears it, it will be a big mistake.

Butterfly hurriedly covered up and said: "I have other things, not only columns, but also many activities." ”

Lin Motian said: "What activities have you participated in recently? ”

"A literary salon, a luxury show, and so much else."