While the two women were joking with each other, a sedan glowing with irritability was driving on the congested road in the Forbidden City. The driver is Riffy's boyfriend Zhang Jiufang, who runs a photo studio, and he is a self-proclaimed master of Wuhuan photography, and he is a good brother of her boyfriend Liu Zhicong, who paints butterflies.

Huadie's full name is Peng Huadie, and she and Xiao Lifei and Yu Guiyan are college roommates and best friends. Zhang Jiufang and Liu Zhicong are studying in the same university as them, and the two are good friends in the same dormitory. The five of them, after graduating from university, chose to stay in the Forbidden City to work hard. Butterfly and Riffy work in the same company, while Guiyan works in another company as an accountant. Guiyan was arranged by her family to go on a blind date with an American-Chinese businessman a while ago, which was basically a full decision of both families, and she soon married into a corrupt country.

Zhang Jiufang graduated from college and was in a daze for a while, borrowed some money, and also borrowed part of the money to open a photo studio. With the help of Riffy, his career has also improved somewhat. For Boss Zhang, who spends money and doesn't ask where he comes from, life is good. He is an easy-going person, very popular, and often shoots blockbusters for models in the fashion circle, so it is inevitable that there are many beautiful women around him. In order to prevent him from doing anything wrong, Riffey often admonished him: "If you fool around outside, I will find a random man to cuckold you." ”

Zhang Jiufang said disapprerovingly: "Then I'll also find a man to see who is more attractive." "The life of the two of them, although they are often noisy, they also have a good time.

Liu Zhicong is more tragic in comparison. He is a literary youth in his bones, and after graduation, he chose to enter the medical device industry to start sales. He is responsible for the sale of domestic medical devices in Siam in Southeast Asia. Originally, he planned to save up for a few years and create an idyllic life workshop called "City Peach Blossom Garden" with his girlfriend Hua Die, but a year after graduating from university, he was killed in a car accident while running a business in Siam. His family and girlfriend didn't even see him for the last time. When Huadie and the others arrived in Siam, they saw only his ashes and some relics, as well as the comfort and real compensation of the company's leaders. Since then, the mark of this man has ended in the autumn of 2016.

Zhicong's parents and the painting butterfly flew back to the Forbidden City from Siam, and after the plane landed, they looked at the haggard painting butterfly and said: "We are the old couple, bring Zhicong back to their hometown." These relics of his are left to you as a memorial. ”

"Uncle and aunt, Zhi is never here, and I will take care of the second elder in the future and do my filial piety for him." Painted Butterfly said solemnly.

"Okay, it's all up to you. Good boy, don't be too embarrassed about yourself, you have to be good in the future. After saying goodbye to his parents and painting butterflies, he turned back to the city where Daoyan City is located. In that year, there was no high-speed rail, and in just three years, the society developed further, and in the blink of an eye, things were wrong.

This accident touched the five people who painted butterflies at different levels. In particular, it was the other four people who saw that the painting butterfly was still selfless three years later, and they couldn't help but sigh more and more.

At this time, after Zhang Jiufang sounded the meaningless car horn many times in a row, he picked up his mobile phone, licked his lips, and almost simultaneously sent a message to Huadie with Manla, who was far away in Siam.

Then Zhang Jiufang called the painter Mo Sandu and said: "Sandu, I'm going to pick up Li Fei and Painted Butterfly now, I may not have time to attend the photography salon in the past two days, so you'd better not go." Waiting for my news at home, I guess I'll meet with Painted Butterfly tomorrow. ”

The other party agreed, and the two hung up the phone at the same time. Looking at his mobile phone, Zhang Jiufang's expression was a little strange.

He opened the window, leaned out, and looked at the road ahead and then at the back. Turn back to the driver's seat, grip the steering wheel, straighten your arms, and exhale deeply. After that, he picked up his phone and called Riffey again. After dialing more than a dozen times in a row, Riffy hung up at the first time, which inevitably aggravated his annoyance.

He lit a cigarette and stepped on the accelerator and brakes, rubbing his way to the station.

Traffic congestion is almost the calling card of a big city, highlighting the unparalleled hustle and bustle. The same is true for Bangkok, Siam. On the upper floors of a five-star hotel, Manla draped over a thin shirt and glanced at the traffic downstairs, picked up a coffee cup, and took a sip gently, leaving a faint lip print.

Siam is located on the equator, and for a region with four distinct seasons, there is only summer. This climate makes Manla's figure stand out all year round, full and hot. Maybe it's because the cold air in the room is a little bigger, and the vine pulls his slender hand, looks through the circle of friends who painted butterflies, and hesitates slightly. Seeing the message from Painted Butterfly asking about the return date, she opened the address book and dialed a phone number.

"Book me a plane ticket to the Forbidden City in a week." Her voice was slightly muffled.

Manla hung up the phone, looked out the window again, and said to herself, "The meaning of my life is to do something for two people. One is to find a guardian for her, and the other is for him to finish the unfinished business. ”

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The painted butterfly on the high-speed train to the Forbidden City received a message from Manla to return to the Forbidden City in a week, and handed the mobile phone to Riffy, who was pouting and hanging up her boyfriend's phone continuously.

"Sister Manla, I will return to the Forbidden City in a week, but I said that I would keep it secret from the company first." Butterfly took back her phone, gave Man a saluting expression, and then looked at Riffy and said.

"It's mysterious, and it's estimated that the high-level will make a big move." Riffey hung up the call again and leaned down to his seat, crunching as he tightened his body.

"I don't know, but Sister Manla is very powerful, and she should be able to handle it." Butterfly also learned from Riffy to do the same.

"A lot of people in the company are asking me about the news now, and it's very annoying. This time, I'm just like you, I lost my work phone, and no one wanted to contact me, it's really quiet these days. Riffey sighed.

"What should I do if the chairman contacts you? You are her assistant, there is an emergency, I can't find you, be careful of criticism. Butterfly reminded.

"She has my personal phone number, I'm not like you, I only have a work number in the company." Riffy said, "I really don't understand you sometimes, you say you're high, pure, and you're a marketing planner, and no one can compare to you with ghost ideas." However, let's say that you are very worldly, and you are poetic every day. Ah, wicked. ”

"You're a demon, the world is discharged every day, and you're not afraid that Zhang Jiufang will take a break from you?" Butterfly said.

"How dare he? I am always reminding him that my wife and I have infinite charm, a smile that captivates the country and the city, and a rage that brings disaster to the country and the people. Riffey said.

"Yes, yes, you peerless beauty, you squander your youth. By the way, my current house was vacated after my studio was set up. Painted Butterfly said, "When you move, your boss will have to worry a lot." ”

"That has to be in time when he doesn't have a job in his hands, or he will help for free and delay making money." Riffey said.

"I know, you should take the accounting and finance exam, or you will lose your talent as an assistant." Butterfly said.

"Absolutely, but I can't be quiet right now. I read a circle of friends, and I have to divide it into several times to finish it, and my energy is too broken, now. Riffy sighed, a little discouraged.

When the two were chatting, they suddenly heard the sound of the upcoming announcement, so they began to pack their bags and prepare to get off the train as soon as they entered the station. One thing we can easily find out is that women's luggage tends to be larger and more than men's.

There are some idle people who have nothing to do to make a statistic that most of the women who start looking for a boyfriend in the autumn are mainly for the purpose of having a laborer to carry the luggage during the Spring Festival. As it happens, Riffey doesn't need to find labor on the spot, as she already has one on hand. The train had just arrived at the station, and Zhang Jiufang, who had entered the station in advance, had already pretended to be chic in the corresponding position, smiling mysteriously. Seeing Riffy and the two getting out of the car one after another, he hesitated imperceptibly, and strode towards Riffy, ready to pick up her trolley case.

When Zhang Jiufang approached the two, the obvious smell of women's perfume came to his nose. Riffie inhaled the smell vigorously and asked angrily, "Are you secretly using my perfume again?" ”

Zhang Jiufang scratched his head and said embarrassedly: "It only took a little bit." ”

"A little bit, this taste, I guess I used a small half bottle? Why do you keep using my perfume lately? Very expensive. After Li Fei finished speaking, he pushed the trolley box to Zhang Jiufang, threw him his handbag, and walked forward without looking back.

"I'll get the box for you." As the butterfly walked past him, Zhang Jiufang said softly.

"I'll take it myself." Draw a butterfly politely with a smile back.

The two women walked quickly towards the exit of the station, and Zhang Jiufang, who had retreated from chic to embarrassed, chased forward.