I didn't tolerate my father until he died, and the years before his death were unbearable for Butterfly and Gao Ruohan, and my father became quite impatient and unreasonable. Maybe you already feel that your limit is approaching, and you have become restless and anxious, and you don't like anyone, and you don't like him. Although he often loses his temper with himself, he has raised himself in vain, but the object of his anger is mainly directed at Aunt Xiao Gao, because she is the one who has always been by his side.

Aunt Xiao Gao held back all her temper and did not complain to her father once. In the last few days, my father suddenly woke up in the intensive care unit and said to Aunt Xiao Gao, I'm sorry for you.

At that time, both himself and Aunt Xiao Gao couldn't help but burst into tears.

The butterfly crosses the square and goes straight to the studio, which is on the 18th floor and must be taken by elevator. The elevator in this residential building is always very slow, and after waiting for a while, after taking it, it is also slowly going up.

Lin Motian's studio is actually a three-bedroom and two-hall house, just at the end of the passage, in the carved dark red door. Butterfly has been here more than once, and she is already familiar with it, but every time she arrives here, she still can't help but take a deep breath, because it is Lin Motian who opens the door and faces Lin Motian, and she must respect, but also guard against the characters.

opened the door, Lin Motian said hello with a smile, and turned sideways to let the butterfly in. The corridor is dim and dark, and when you enter the door, the inside is very bright and magnificent, completely another world. The whole living room and dining room are connected into a single place, which becomes a work place, both a studio and a place to meet guests. Facing the door is a large square table of mahogany, covered with thick brown cotton cloth, and piled with picture scrolls, books, pen holders, pen holders, etc., although messy, you can still feel the order in the chaos, and this chaos is obviously the painter's unique chaos, with an artistic style of chaos.

Butterfly's own desk is clean, with only a laptop and a small tea set. Butterfly likes to make some kung fu tea to drink when she has nothing to do, and her addiction is getting worse.

There is an oil painting hanging on the wall of the entrance door, which is an oil painting of the ancient town of Zhouzhuang, with small bridges and flowing water, quiet dwellings, endless Jiangnan people, and continuous water towns.

Butterfly knew that the painting was worth a lot of money, and it could even be worth a few of these houses, which was worth an astonishing amount. A while ago, I also saw on the news that another work by the painter of this painting has been auctioned for tens of millions. I really can't underestimate this short old man who is busy in front of him, and his worth is also tens of millions of dollars. But dressed simply, he didn't even drive, he just took a taxi when he went out, and even a mobile phone was old-fashioned, so he also laughed at himself and said that his daughter's mobile phone was Apple's, but he was still using an elderly machine, which shows that he is low-key and cautious.

It's not that Butterfly asks about this painting, he never talks about it, he once revealed that this painting has been with him for half a century, and it has some fate and legend, but he doesn't want to say the specific details. Butterfly knew that his relationship with the painter was unknown to outsiders.

Other than that, there are no other paintings on the wall. But Butterfly knew that his own work was all in the other two rooms, which were full of paintings and manuscript paper. Butterfly never went into the other room, because it was his bedroom.

There is also a rattan rocking chair in the hall, covered with warm fur, although it is autumn and the temperature is not cold, but the elderly are afraid of the cold after all.

Butterfly sat down on the chair across from his desk, took out the interview outline, handed it to him, he reached out and took out his reading glasses from the glasses case on the side, looked at them carefully, then looked up at Butterfly, and said, "Well, yes, you want to show me when you're done." ”

"Got it." The butterfly always sits there quietly and does not dare to behave in any rudeness.

"I'll draw you a picture another day, do you say?" His sudden request surprised the butterfly, and he didn't know how to answer for a while.

Lin Motian put down the interview outline, took off his reading glasses again, and his eyes, which had begun to be cloudy, were full of all kinds of unpredictable thoughts, after years, these thoughts have become so deep and complex that they cannot be understood and read by a young woman like you.

Then he said, "Of course not today, I would love to draw a picture for you, ask you to be my model once, and then give it to you." ”

Butterfly felt terrified, which was a tricky thing, and she was afraid that she would make even more outrageous demands because of her drawing.

Lin Motian obviously saw that the butterfly was a little panicked, and said with a smile: "Of course it's not a nude painting, you don't have to think like that, after all, it's not a sketch in the painting academy." When the time comes, put on something more elegant, and then find a good background here, and I'll draw it for you. By the time I had time, I've been too busy lately. Now, so be it, now come with me outside for a light meal. ”

It's a light meal, but it's not simple at all.

The salad is a salad made of caviar, and the small orange-red caviar has a very elastic bite in the mouth. When the wall is broken, it is fresh and salty and slightly fishy, and the rich taste makes you linger for a long time.

The fish is anchovy, which was just flown in this morning, and there are a total of five anchovies, which are steamed on sake lees, and the sweet feeling will delight your soul. The rest is veal steak, veggies, and seafood soup. Because it was a light meal, Lin Motian didn't ask for wine, although the waiter asked if he wanted wine, he shook his head and said, "No, we just have a light meal." ”

The waiter left. For Butterfly, this is the first time in her life that she has eaten caviar salad and anchovies, and she originally thought that the caviar would be difficult to eat, because she once attended a jewelry show, and out of curiosity she tasted a piece of caviar, but the taste was really unacceptable to her, salty and fishy, and the second half of the piece was swallowed. Until the end of the conference, the salty smell of caviar still lingered in your throat, and no matter how much you drank it, you couldn't get rid of it.

It is said that Russians love to eat caviar the most, and every year their country has been battling local gangs to catch fishermen who poach marine fish. It's a contest for money, deliciousness and life. A crystal clear fish roe is a fish, it is a life, all lives are equal, and there is no law that you have to kill other lives in order to satisfy your appetite. The butterfly looked at the salad and kept her chopsticks moving. When she ordered food before, she said no, but Lin Motian probably thought she was just polite. To put it mildly, you don't have to take it seriously. But butterflies really don't want to move their chopsticks.

In Butterfly's view, the things foreigners like to eat may not be delicious. Besides, the price of this delicious food is actually very large.

Lin Motian took the initiative to take a spoon and slowly scooped a spoon into the butterfly bowl. said: "This thing is very good, you should eat more, you are young, I am old, I can't eat too much, you are welcome, it tastes good." To be honest, I don't order these dishes at other restaurants, and I don't worry about the ingredients. But I am very relieved in this shop, the owner is a friend of mine, all the seafood is out to sea in the middle of the night, directly airlifted in the morning, and the amount is not much, what is not certain, you have to see what fish you catch. But absolutely fresh. ”

Looking at the sparkling caviar salad in the bowl, the butterfly forced herself to taste it, but she didn't expect the taste to be unexpected. I couldn't help but taste the second bite.

Lin Motian quickly finished eating, and the butterfly found that he didn't eat much, just a small half bowl of rice, and ate two small veal steaks, as well as some vegetables and soup, and then put down his chopsticks, smoked and looked at the butterfly. From time to time, I kept scooping vegetables for butterflies, and said vigorously, you are too thin, you should eat more. Something like that.