A cat crept down the hall, past the kitchen, through the crack in the door, slipped into the butterfly's bedroom, waited quietly, and then silently jumped on her big bed, snuggled up next to her smiling face immersed in sweet dreams, and when the cat looked at the big white bear, it flew up and landed in another room, and sat quietly on the bookshelf in the study. The little white cat took the place of the big white bear, hugged the butterfly, continued to sleep peacefully, and continued to enter her dreams.

The whole room was confused, and there was a faint scent of sunlight, as if something had been awakened. After being in the vase for a long time, the ginger flowers that butterflies were reluctant to throw away had long dried up, and suddenly became fresh, and the rich fragrance of flowers wafted up. The original yellow withered flower bones turned into the original white delicate petals, half-open, and one or two crystal dew drops attached to the petals, which were extremely bright and bright. That cluster of ginger flowers was bought in the supermarket on the last day when my mother was at home, and she was inserted in a tall and long, slender blue and white porcelain vase, as in the past countless weekends, when she had time to clean up the house, her adoptive mother always brought a bouquet or two of flowers to embellish the lifestyle of their family of three. Even though their adoptive father had been dead for five years, they still lived as if he had never left. There are also three sets of utensils for dinner, and a meal will be placed in front of the position where he used to sit before his death. Then after the meal, they were offered to his spiritual seat with several kinds of fresh fruits, and they were emptied into the trash before they went out the next day, when he had already tasted them. One of his most handsome black-and-white photographs was placed in a black wooden frame to make a simple spiritual position, placed on the edge of an electronic fireplace.

Therefore, after her mother also left, the butterfly also painted the scoop according to the gourd, and every time she ate alone at home, she put away her parents' cutlery and two meals, as if they never left her, and lived with them every day when she came home. She also simply set up her adoptive mother's spiritual seat, using the most beautiful black and white headshot of her before her death, and placed it together with her adoptive father, forever together.

The most affectionate commemoration is to let relatives live forever in their own memories, and will always feel that they have been with her to live, perhaps, until she finds her other half, soul mate, has her own children, and then gradually becomes her own family of three, the adoptive parents will always be hidden deep in the bottom of their hearts, and naturally will not appear in the daily life of butterflies. At present, she has not gotten rid of all the thoughts of her adoptive parents, and she is not completely used to being alone at home, so she has all the above actions, which seems abnormal, but it is reasonable. Who will forget their departed loved ones all at once? Who would accept death all at once and suddenly isolate the people we have lived with for decades and a half from our lives? If the butterfly's life is seen by an unfamiliar bystander, it may be easy to wonder if her mental state is normal. Is it mentally healthy? But no one sees all this, only, the cat knows! Just like the famous Japanese novel "Cats Know", there are many things in the world that may only be known by cats, quietly, indifferently, and cats go through our lives. It can't speak, it doesn't have the right to comment, no one cares, and that's it, the cat walks by, and the cat knows!

The butterfly was asleep, and her adoptive parents appeared, as if they had lived in the earthly past, but from childhood until they left. Butterfly unfolded a long life trajectory in a dream, reliving the happy life with her parents in the past, touching the same, even when she was 5 years old and her parents went shopping, buying ice cream on the commercial street, they were all the same shop, the same shop lady who touched the same clerk, and chose a vanilla nut cone, which was the same choice.

The only difference is that there are snowflakes flying all over the sky, it is winter, or it is catkins in summer, and pink cherry blossom petals are flying in the sky in spring, and of course, in autumn, red maple leaves are all over the streets. Each picture is embellished like a caricature by these extra sets of spring, summer, autumn and winter, so that the butterfly is very clearly aware that this is a dream, because it is the same as the memories of the past but adds these exaggerated things that are as unrealistic as movie scenes, because there are too many and fill the space, but as soon as she reaches out and grasps the snowflakes, cherry blossoms, maple leaves, or catkins in the palm of her hand, they immediately disappear and slip between her fingers, like flowing water.

Even though Butterfly knew very well that this was a dream, she still wanted to stay in this sweet dream, because her only relative, her adoptive parents, was here, and she was reunited in the dream to spend the old days together, how pleasant! Happy childhood and the first half of life are unhurried and repeated. Life scenes overlap and overlap again. Butterflies are very happy to finally find a bridge of their own, and they can directly reunite with their deceased loved ones, and live in the beautiful old days again, and revel in it! Very, intoxicated!

The butterfly is dreaming of a cloud, a white cloud, slowly floating in front of its eyes from the far horizon and then disappearing, and then another similar white cloud, leisurely and leisurely, floating in front of its eyes from the same place and at the same speed, and disappearing again. She tried to embrace the cloud, childlike and mischievous, trying to pounce on the cloud, and the third cloud then played hide and seek with her as if it were spiritual. Just like playing a game when she was a child, her adoptive parents were smiling and watching her play this game alone, and there was a kitten next to her, and the butterfly was shocked, ah, I didn't raise this cat when I was a child, this plush and cute little white cat should have just been adopted in reality, how did it run into a dream? And it also chased the clouds and tried to take a bite, and the short limbs and fat ones couldn't take much of a step, and they couldn't even keep up with the shadows of the clouds, let alone the clouds that were high above. Butterflies can't help laughing, too naughty elf, so cute! The kitten added to the fun in vain, the butterfly and the cat continued to chase the clouds in the dream, and the laughter and the cat's low cry staggered up and down, filling every empty corner of the dream.

Just when the butterfly was indulging in her dream, the clouds appeared in her sweet dream at the same time, and she didn't know it, in a corner of the room, three rectangular wooden cabinets suddenly appeared, the black thin strip frame was made of wood, and the two sides were transparent crystal glass, and the contents could be seen, suspended in mid-air, occupying a corner in each of the three different corners of the room, and inside was a snow-white cotton cloud like a fluffy and soft cloud, forever floating in a transparent wooden box, never disappearing.

The little white cat was lying on its back in the center of the room, with its round cat head on its paws, similar to a human, smiling and turning its head left and right to look up at the three beautiful and leisurely clouds sealed in the wooden box in different directions, which seemed to be very leisurely! Summer clouds, floating in the air. The cat is slowly opening its beautiful, crystal clear glass-like eyes, from a long and tender eyelid line to two big round eyes, one blue and one green, very peculiar! Like a pool of clear water and blue sky, all are clear and clear, flowing like a tide. Its eyes are everywhere, the stars are shining, turning into a transparent mirror, floating in the air, and then it shows the real scene of the butterfly in her dreams, she grew up and her adoptive parents, and it is different from the dream, this is a real series like the movie version, constantly demonstrating the past life bits and pieces.

Then the clear glass mirror spun and jumped into the Apple laptop on the makeup table next to the bed in the bedroom, where the butterfly was too tired to remember to turn it off. Countless numbers, barcodes, and matrix arrangements in the computer are constantly emerging, and then disappearing instantly, repeating the cycle, making the cat's eyes dazzling. It is a light touch in the air with a very fluffy and cute very cat paw, and the computer program is running fast. The voice and smile of the butterfly's adoptive parents permanently exist in an app of this computer, and the app has an icon of a peach tree, with green leaves full of pink peach fruits, and then a cloud-like wishful composition of the word: Shiai Taoyuan. Surrounded by green trees, the light peach-colored peaches are lined with white and flowing fonts, which is extraordinarily quiet.

The cat suddenly walked upright, like a human, close to the computer, watching a series of changes, seeing the butterfly as a toddler in its infancy, and her adoptive parents were very young, constantly encouraging in front of her, the adoptive father behind her with warm hands to support her thin waist, the adoptive mother in front of her, stretched out her hands, patiently waited for her to slowly move forward, replayed in the computer, and finally chubby as a pig-like cute and delicate little person, in the adoptive parents' exclamation and love, fell into the arms of the loving adoptive mother, ending the scene. The corners of the cat's mouth went up, and she smiled like a human, and her paws clapped and applauded just like us, and then the computer suddenly shut down and went black.

The cat turned away, walked back to the butterfly's bedside, looked at her in her sleep, and suddenly felt a kind of inexplicable sadness, feeling that this stubborn girl found herself reunited with her parents in a dream, crying and screaming, to her adoptive mother to hug, to play with her father, revealing her true temperament like a baby, really too fragile, pitiful. So it cupped her face with its cat's paws and kissed her deeply in the eyes. The butterfly who is still addicted to the dream only feels a thick warm current, penetrating the skin, feeling lazy, the whole body is comfortable, the limbs are relaxed, and the body and mind are happy, as if all the thoughts of her parents, the pain of their successive departures, have been withdrawn, and she is no longer worried about anything, because her parents will remain in her heart forever in another form, and she knows that they will appear in her world in the future, such as in tonight's dream, reunite with her, and live together.

The cat smiled with satisfaction, turned around and burrowed into the bed, turning into a fat cat as tall as an adult, hugging the butterfly's shoulders and letting her snuggle up tightly in its arms. Then the lights went out automatically. The clouds came out of the wooden box, rose up, and formed a stepped high-low jump cloud game program in mid-air. Butterfly began to play a game of cloud jumping with a cat in a dream, just like playing Super Mario when he was a child, jumping up and down in the clouds, jumping higher and higher, and constantly getting rewards halfway, the clouds suddenly flashed a few gold bricks, colorful mushrooms, fun parachutes, sparkling gold coins, Ding Lingdang's pleasant melody, the butterfly was really happy, she found herself becoming a little girl with that comb on her head, and the little white cat was accompanying her to jump into the clouds. In the midst of a steady stream of happy times, butterflies are reluctant to wake up. “Don’t wake me up... up... up... up... up... up!” Chris Brown's long, high-pitched singing voice suddenly rang out in the dark room, "Don't wake me up!" A bolt of lightning flew in through the window, and the cat's eyes suddenly opened, waking up!

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