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Chapter 1 You Can't See God, But You Love Him Every Day

The only thing you can do if you talk to me is that you're going to fall in love with me. I said to the girl in the video, all you should do now is scream, unplug it, and run away.

The girl scoffed at the computer.

I am separated from you by two computers, across the real Chu River Han realm, and you will fall in love with me in 5 seconds. I said to her.

The girl sent a word: Phew.

True love is only for a moment. It only takes 5 seconds to soak a vain and ignorant girl, and the tools used are simple, a camera, a lighter, a bill, and a cigarette. I adjusted the camera, sat upright, lit the hundred-dollar bill with a blank face, lit a cigarette with the bill, shook it at the girl, and pressed it into the ashtray. The whole action was done in one go, chic and skillful, I thought she would be stunned with surprise, who knew that she sent two words coldly: counterfeit banknotes.

Her name is Butterfly, and on a boring summer night, I randomly typed a string of numbers on QQ and added her, coincidentally we are both from Beijing. As I later said to her, you were picked up by me in the middle of nowhere. Providence, she replied. Before the video, Butterfly and I have always admired each other's looks, and I complimented her on how energy-efficient she looked, and she was hugged by a fool when she was a child. She also praised me for having my feet from Hong Kong, how fashionable my belt was with a straw rope, and affirmed that I had the same hairstyle as Aaron Kwok in the 90s. I said that her breasts should be very small, and Wang Zi has small steamed buns, which are suitable for the take-off and landing of airplanes. She denied it, boasting that she was strong enough to beat Huo Yuanjia. I want to put on the clothes of Ximen Fuxue and practice with her, she said that she has eight dans in karate and nine dans in Jeet Kune Do, and she is a disciple of the Emei faction, but she is a good woman and does not fight with men.

I don't know why, when I first met the butterfly, I always quarreled, and later she also said that the two of us are hedgehogs and can't hug, otherwise we will hurt each other. Sometimes, in the middle of the night, I think of a classic sentence, laugh evilly, climb the net, double-click on the cute penguin head with a red silk scarf, send two poops first, and then throw a knife to test her if she is not online. Most of the time she's online, and she's going to throw a bomb right away, in her words, a bomb from Iraq with class hatred, national hatred, and sometimes a sweet cartoon-like sugar-coated cannonball.

No matter how she bombed, I added bad words and witty words: Butterfly, you are 22 years old, what are you pretending to be tender with green cucumber paint all day long? You're not acting in "Moonlight Treasure Box", the young bird is gone, I've watched "No Thieves in the World", and your legs are dragging a little more so that you can pretend to be some.

She once asked me, Spider, why didn't I leave a good impression on you? I thought about it carefully and said, the main thing is that you are snorting all day long, "wow" and "okay" at every turn, trying to create a virgin image in a student uniform and white socks, which makes me feel disgusted. She said, I was a virgin. I said that the first time of the Chinese girls, without exception, was dedicated to bicycles.

Butterfly said that she studied music and was ready to go abroad, riding a bicycle and carrying a guitar through Beijing's bustling commercial streets and deserted alleys. I was skeptical, thinking she was more like walking the streets and playing cotton.

I told her that I was a writer, and when I sent her my online anthology, in addition to expressing the most noble and heartfelt contempt for my work, she also made a bet with me that I would go to the bookstore, find the broken book I published in a corner, put 10 yuan in the book, and a year later, we would look at it again, and the book would still be there, and the 10 yuan would definitely not be taken.

During that time, I lived in a very difficult situation, and the manuscripts I wrote were always returned. I quit smoking, and at the end of June, I came with a manuscript fee, 900 yuan. I thanked the beautiful editor on the phone: "What a send-off in the snow, how great you are, let's repay the grace of the dripping water in the future." "When I came out of the bank, I found a counterfeit note, turned around and asked them to change it, and the polite bank clerk said, "Sir, you are making a fuss." "The house leak happened to rain overnight, looking up to the sky and sighing and encountering crows, there is no other way except to think that I am unlucky, I can't snatch it back, I am more wronged than Dou E who robs the bank.

When I got home, I turned on the computer, and I said to the butterfly, I want to see you. Butterfly said, I also want to know what you are like.

The video connection is not very good, she said a few words in a row, spider, you hurry up and show me my original form, and my and her faces appeared in that small window. Yes, there are people who you just need to look at her to fall in love with her. I always thought that she would be the kind of girl with dyed yellow hair and wearing a camisole tank, but the truth is that she wore a white dress and wore jingle bells, quiet and innocent, like a woman in ancient costume. I lit a cigarette with that counterfeit bill, she told me later

She saw a blurry face in the smoke, and it was the man of her dreams.

That day, she said she had lost her bike.

We comforted each other that no one had ever received a counterfeit bill, and who had never lost a bicycle.

Chapter 2 Before the snowflakes open, after the snowflakes fall

Sometimes we reminisce about the time when we quarreled, and she said that many times I scolded me so much that I wanted to cry, and I wanted to find a crack in the ground for me to get into, and then tortured me with ten tortures. I also said that she was no less proficient than the spokesperson of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs in referring to Sang and scolding Huai, and that she still makes me lick my wounds silently.

I helped her change a lot of bad habits, such as her like to type "oh" when she chats. I told her that the word was meaningless and a complete waste of time, and that it was time to glance at the scenery outside the window or wipe the dust off the screen.

I told her a story: In ancient times, there was a prince who liked a princess very much, but the prince was enchanted by a witch and could only speak one word a year, and the wise prince did not speak for five years in order to express his love, and saved five words, and in the sixth year, the prince said to the princess, Princess, I love you. The princess said a word, and the prince vomited blood and died. Do you know what the princess is talking about?

The butterfly said, oh.

This story inspired Butterfly, and she also decided not to talk to me for five days, saving five words to tell me. On the fourth day, she couldn't hold on anymore and timidly asked me, do you love me? I thought about it and said, you know. Then he asked her, "Do you love me?" She shyly sent four words: Kill you.

Since then, I have stopped arguing with butterflies, and I say that my childhood was buried in a simple house, where there has always been only wasteland and water furrows. She said she got lost in a wooded area when she was 8 years old, walking and walking and couldn't find her way home. In those days, the keyboard was crawling with morning glories. From morning to evening, when I smoke, when I walk alone, when I watch TV, when I surf the Internet, when I dream, my heart thinks of being alone.

I said that my name would shine as brightly as the stars, and I even gave her my Nobel Prize acceptance speech in advance.

She said she liked music very much, and she was embarrassed to say that she was going to play the piano in Vienna and do a world tour.

She set a strict schedule for me, smelling the chickens and dancing, fighting at night, reading more, smoking less, exercising more, and thinking less about wrong.

I have said to the butterflies countless times, we live in the same city, let's come out and meet, and the hooligans on the hills have to take time to gather. Didn't she say she was caught in the net? I said that we must have met in gold.

Once, in the Sino-Japanese football match, I made a bet with her that I would win by Japan from the perspective of overall strength, and she scolded me as a traitor and bet on China to win from the perspective of patriotism. I said, whoever loses will please eat. She asked me to lose and invited her to eat abalone, and she lost and invited me to eat KFC. I guessed so well that I even got the penalty right. When I asked her when I would invite her, she thought about it for a long time and said, "When the first snow falls in winter."

Later, I learned that she grew up in Hainan and had never seen snow like before. After coming to Beijing, she sang a song about snow all summer. She sang softly in the subway, playing her guitar on a park bench, and softly singing: "Snow, piece by piece, in the sky quietly and colorful, seeing that spring is coming, and I will no longer live......"

Devouring Chapter 3 A heavy snowfall can make two people gray in an instant

Autumn has passed, and winter has come.

I said to the butterflies, "It's getting colder, the little north wind is blowing, the sun is red, the leaves are falling, when is it snowing?"

She said she also developed a habit of reading the weather forecast.

Sometimes I wonder why I have to wait until it snows, when KFC is open all year round. She said to wait, I've been waiting for more than half a year, do you care about waiting a few more days?

The long wait.

One day, I woke up and it was snowing. Lying under the covers and calling her, she hesitated again, saying that the snow was too heavy and that not going would stain her little boots. I said, even if you drop the atomic bomb, you have to crawl in front of me with your last breath. She said, okay. I also reminded her not to wear too complicated clothes, maybe we were going to have a one-night stand, and she said she was going to come to see me naked.

I was waiting for her at the entrance of KFC, and it was snowing so hard that day, I looked up at the sky, and the snow fell on my face. Later, when she went abroad, I stood in the snow like this, looking up and feeling the slightest cold. At two o'clock, I saw a smiling girl walking towards me with a red umbrella. If you've been in love too, you know the whole meaning of "she". We sat by the window

, talking about our acquaintances, those quarrel days, happy times. Unconsciously, from two o'clock to six o'clock in the evening, she said that it was dark and it was time to go home.

When she got home, she said she had managed to escape my clutches. I said, people who really love each other, holding hands will also reach the climax.

On the second date, she and I held hands and almost visited all the shopping malls near Xidan.

One day, Butterfly called and said that the road was slippery, and I fell and broke my foot. I said, "The pig hit the tree, you hit the pig." After hanging up the phone, I fidgeted and re-dialed her phone, and she cried on the other end of the phone, saying that her feet were swollen like hammers. I said, "Don't cry, I'll go see you with a bag of fruit." That night, I stayed at her house, on the couch at her house to be exact. In the early hours of the morning, she gave the order to "get to bed" to me, a "gentleman wolf". I said, "You should be as good as a jade, and I will keep the evening as well." She said, I don't know you yet? If you can't eat grapes, you not only say that the grapes are sour, but you dare to pull the grape seedlings in a hurry.

In the days when I was taking care of her, there was a time in the middle of the night when she was limping and I ran out into the snow, out into the park, yelling. I once ran to the roof of the building in the early hours of the morning, freezing so bad that I wanted to watch a sunrise. Sometimes when she was singing, I would rush up to her, offer her a slipper or a magazine as a flower, hug her, kiss her little face, and turn around and wave to the non-existent audience. I praised her for singing better than Xiaoqiang - the Xiaoqiang who was trampled to death by Stephen Chow. When I sing, for example, when I sing, "You're like a flying butterfly, swaying in the snowy season," she stands on one leg next to her, smiling and waving her hands. I said, "Why don't you look like a butterfly?" Like what? She asked, still waving her wings proudly. I say, like a bald-tailed chicken with a lame leg.

On those happy days, butterflies asked more than once, how long will you love me? I said, maybe I love you for a short time, maybe just this one life. The butterfly still stubbornly asked, can you really love me for the rest of your life? I said, dust to dust, dust to dust, I won't leave it alone if I don't watch your memorial service finish.

Butterfly didn't ask anymore, I vaguely felt something, because she had told me many times about studying abroad, sometimes she would be very depressed after receiving a call from her parents, I knew that she would leave me one day, I knew I would be sad, but I never mentioned it, I just wanted to cherish every minute and second we were together, I washed her socks, cooked for her, and carried her to the hospital for follow-up. Sometimes, I suddenly want to go back to the primitive times, and whoever I like, I will knock her unconscious with a big wooden stick and drag her back to the hole, so that I can live in peace for the rest of my life.

February 14th, the butterfly's birthday, happens to be Valentine's Day, and if you still have an impression of Valentine's Day that year, you will remember that it snowed that day. I said to the butterfly, we are not lovers, we are lovers, so, to have no roses, to have a cake. I used 23 candles to put a heart pattern on the ground. I said, romantic enough. She sat down cross-legged, looked around, and said, how did it look like a mourning hall? I snapped my fingers and forgot to get some music. The music started and she looked at me with tears welling up in her eyes.

You're so stupid, Butterfly said, knowing that I'm about to leave, and still being so kind to me.

It's because you're leaving, I said, so I'm going to be nicer to you, better.

Maybe you're not the best, but you're definitely the best for me.

Don't cry, stick your tongue out, I'll put the cake on top.

I don't want to eat and I can't eat it.

This time next year, I said to the butterfly, I think you should be in a house on the banks of the Volga, with a warm fire burning in the fireplace and a "crackling" sound from the wood.

Outside the window, there are snowy beech forests, frozen rivers, and, the lavender I planted in the spring, says the butterfly.

I said, your husband smokes a pipe, a real foreigner, he has a fox smell, what about you, sitting in a rocking chair and playing a sweater, your children are asleep, and you live a happy life as a man and a woman.

Die...... One of the butterflies' slippers flew towards me.

On her birthday, Butterfly said that if she silently made a wish in her heart, she would forget it the next day, so she would write it down, write it down on paper, and then put it in a bottle and bury it in the ground. The night was dark and snowing, and I dug a hole in the lawn downstairs of her house with a branch, and I told her that it was mysterious and full of anticipation, and I guess it was the same feeling when the forty thieves buried the treasure. She said that was the same when Alibaba found the treasure. I don't know what she wrote, but the day after she left the country, I couldn't wait to dig that hole and open the sealed bottle, and what she wrote was - when I come back, when the first snow falls, I will not be there.