The three of them entered the station and found Zhang Jiufang's car, and Butterfly pushed Riffey to the co-pilot, opened the rear door and entered the car to sit down. Zhang Jiufang looked at the cold-faced Riffy, then turned around and smiled at the painted butterfly.

"My painter brother, as I told you before, is talented, ambitious, and a loyal bachelor. Taking advantage of this opportunity for him to paint a mural for you, if you are interested, let me match you up. ”

"Okay, don't I be single?" Butterfly crossed her arms, thinking about other things, and replied casually.

Hearing this, Li Fei pinched Zhang Jiufang's ear and said jokingly, "Don't be blind, she can't let go of Liu Zhicong." ”

"Oops, it hurts, I'm driving! It's really not good to draw a butterfly, after all, looking at the world, a good man is me. Zhang Jiufang grabbed the little tender hand that was pulling his ear, pulled it to his mouth and kissed it, and glanced at the rearview mirror.

"It's you, pull it down." As he spoke, Riffeby's previous anger eased a lot, and his face gradually calmed down.

People who are caught in the emotional whirlpool are easily angry with the other party because of a very trivial detail, and they can't wait to pounce on and bite as soon as they meet. However, when you see each other, your anger suddenly dissipates. Maybe I'll go up and bite it, but it's a little bit inappropriate.

After a five- or six-hour journey, the two of them were brought back to the Forbidden City. The Forbidden City is a city that is different from the overly mathematical prosperity of other big cities. Here a lot of benefits are gathered together, and many of the previous benefits are destroyed, and this combination gives the painting butterfly a very earthy prosperity. Of course, this feeling is not the feeling of mink with a large gold chain, but the feeling of an ancient gold vessel gradually fading away from the cyan rust.

From university to now, he has lived here for seven or eight years. This high-density contact with a city far exceeds one's own southern homeland. However, since she began to firmly decide to break away from her original trajectory and re-enter a territory full of unknowns, she felt the city's visceral recognition of itself for the first time.

Maybe that's the state of mind, your state of mind determines your state, your state matches your environment, and your environment makes your future. Painting Butterfly in his heart, set up a stove, and made himself a warm chicken soup for the first time he returned to the Forbidden City. If his Liu Zhicong still existed, she really wanted to serve him a big bowl.

"It's really strange, we come from different places, two people who are strangers, but they can fall in love. If we had gone to another city and met different people, we would have fallen in love with each other. Liu Zhicong and Huadie hugged each other on the sofa in the residence, and Liu Zhicong said suddenly.

"Then when you go to Siam this time, you are ready to fall in love with someone else, right?" Butterfly pursed her lips and said angrily.

"I think I'm lucky that I didn't go anywhere else, but I came here and met you again. And you didn't go anywhere else, you came here and I met you. Liu Zhicong explained.

"Why do I think you're so unwilling?" Drawing Butterfly didn't believe Liu Zhicong's explanation and continued to ask.

Liu Zhicong ignored the trace of danger rushing to his heart, and continued: "My heart has been occupied by you, rooted and sprouted, and tenacious. I will go to Siam on a business trip this time, and it will be a long time. I can't be with you during this time, and I want you to wait for me to come back. ”

"You don't believe me, do you?" Painted Butterfly said even more angrily.

"I'm not confident, I don't believe my luck will always be good. Once I'm unlucky......" Liu Zhicong said very seriously.

"I'll wait for you, if you dare to use your good in Siam, then I'll make you unlucky......"

The noise of reality made the painting butterfly gradually come back to his senses. Unconsciously, I felt a hint of coolness, which came from the coolness of loneliness. This feeling makes the butterfly more sensitive to the world. The first thing is that in the driving car, there is a strange feeling that arises spontaneously-

When watching Zhang Jiufang coax Lifei, he always swept his gaze to himself intentionally or unintentionally. A vague feeling floated in his mind, and the butterfly frowned. "It shouldn't be what I think, I don't know if I should remind Riffy to avoid this trouble that may break the relationship between girlfriends." Looking out the window, she thought a little melancholy.

At this time, Huadie remembered that in the past few days in Eye City, Riffy said to her: "My boss Zhang has been absent-minded recently. I haven't done that in more than two months! ”

"You, except for that, it's to make money, a little pursuit, okay?" Butterfly quipped.

"Can I be like you? Three years is like a day, and the body is like jade. The saints all say that it is also sexual. Besides, women need to be maintained, and they must have big pig's trotters. Rife said lustfully reaching for the butterfly's waist.

"Hey...... I can't stand you......"

Thinking of this, and having the feeling just now, Hua Die felt that this Zhang Jiufang was really going to have a problem - as for what was going to go wrong, it was still difficult for Hua Die to see for the time being.

In modern society, the whole is a gradually homogeneous society, and the differences between cities are getting smaller and smaller. The main reason is that modern people are obsessed with efficiency and convenience, and simplifying the complex leads to the sameness in the city. It often gives the impression of being the same, especially at night. Perhaps the biggest difference from one city to another is whether there are people you care about.

At this time, the Forbidden City is gradually entering such a night, and the neon is beginning to rise, and the traffic is busy. Painting butterflies and a group of people, drove to the residence of the butterfly in the South Fifth Ring Road. The three of them got out of the car separately, and Riffi took Butterfly's hand and pouted. Zhang Jiufang ran to the back of the car and took down the suitcase of the butterfly in the trunk.

"Otherwise, I'll accompany you today, and I won't go back." Riffey said this, but there was no intention of staying in his tone. She just didn't want to abandon her best friend too deliberately, so she casually returned home with her boyfriend who had just gotten angry.

"You better go back to accompany your boss Zhang, leave you ......" Hua Die looked at Riffey sly, and then at Zhang Jiufang.

"Don't you really have to have a meal together? Don't you have one more day of annual leave, you can still go to Sanlitun (Forbidden City Bar Street) tonight for fun. Zhang Jiufang pulled the suitcase and said to Huadie.

"I'm still going to sort out the studio papers, by the way, if it's convenient, I'd like to meet your painter friend tomorrow afternoon." Butterfly reached out to pick up the suitcase, thinking that tomorrow would be resting, and it would be best to think about his business plan.

"I'll help you bring your luggage!" Zhang Jiufang asked tentatively, thinking to himself, there are many opportunities to create some ambiguity, maybe his plan can be carried out better.

"No need, you guys go back quickly!" Butterfly took the suitcase and stood beside him, answering very wrongly. Then he hugged Riffy, looked at the hazy black sky, and was slightly worried.

"Shall we go back then?" Riffy let go of the butterfly, walked to Zhang Jiufang, and said with his arm on his shoulder.

"Well, hurry back, it's hard to go back now, go back to you, it's estimated that it will be later." Butterfly took a few steps back with her suitcase, waved her hand, and urged.

The two of them waved their hands, and Zhang Jiufang opened the co-pilot's door for Riffy. Then he turned and got into the driver's seat, started the car, and drove away with a little reluctance.

"Tomorrow, you have to help me keep an eye on the photo studio, and I will take Mo Sandu to find the painting butterfly in the afternoon." Zhang Jiufang pretended to be calm and said.

"Oh. I really want to see him, is he reliable, don't just introduce unreliable people to us to draw butterflies. Rify was a little sleepy, closed his eyes wide, and opened his chest slightly. Deep down in her heart is a vision of the future, as well as a deliberately hidden unruly and pretentious.

"How can that? You sleep first, and when it's time, we'll go eat crayfish. Zhang Jiufang looked in the rearview mirror and then at Riffy, feeling a hint of pride in his heart. There is a certain voice that is awakened in his heart, and it seems out of place with him in life, and he needs a complete solution to perfectly integrate the two.

"Hmm." Rify didn't feel anything, and agreed. Riffey represents only a part of the women – stupid when she's supposed to be smart, and smart when she's supposed to be stupid. Life records everyone in a certain time and space, for people on top of it to comment at will. However, all the results were cleared by the examiner of the next plane. Small people, big people, small times, big times, gender is not a topic forever.