Chapter 32: Sincerity

The water is not cold, but the night has enveloped the earth, and the date of the date has passed.
She was not in a hurry, but lay lazily in the warm water. She knew that the person who asked her would wait.
Besides, it doesn't matter if he waits.
Fluttershy naked and beautiful, lying in the tub thinking about what just happened, she just found a butterfly bookmark in the folder of the favorite poem in the poem, it is a very beautiful butterfly , But already dead, killed.
For this reason, she asked Lan Lan why she would hurt such a beautiful little life.
She always didn't understand why people should be so cruel to butterflies. People hunt and kill beasts because they hurt people. People enslaved cattle and horses, cooked and killed sheep, because these livestock were raised by humans.
But the butterfly, it is so kind and innocent, it spreads pollen for the beauty of the world, but it does not want people to repay it.
Why do people still want to be so cruel to it?
Lan Lan's answer made her think deeply.
Lan Lan said, I went to catch it only because it was beautiful and beautiful.
Is "beauty" also a sin?
Why is the more beautiful life more vulnerable to injury?
Lan Lan said again, I actually don't want to hurt it.
Although you don't want to hurt it, it is dead in your hands.
Lan Lan pursed her mouth and said, but now it is still as beautiful as it was when it was alive. If I hadn't caught it, it might have died in the gutter, or it might have been eaten into the belly of the spider.
Xiaodie was stunned. She had to admit that Lanlan's words also made sense. Although the butterfly is dead, its beauty has been preserved and it has been appreciated.
Its life has value.
This is true for butterflies, and so are people.
It does not matter whether a person is dead or alive. What matters is whether his life has value?
"Lin Hua thanked Chunhong, too hurried, helpless the cold rain in the morning, and the wind in the evening. The rouge tears, the drunkenness of each other, how long will it be heavy. The hatred of people grows, water grows east."
This poem is the epitaph of that butterfly, a good poem that has been passed down through the ages, and buried a butterfly that was dying.
...
The was standing under the tree in a scarlet cloak, and a new laurel was on the top of the tree.
The night sky is already deep, why hasn't she come yet?
Playboy was really waiting crazy, and he wanted to rush to her house and ask her.
But he dare not.
He dared not do anything that might make her unhappy.
Sometimes he would be angry for himself, so angry, that he was a good person, why should he be so bullied by her.
He even cursed many times, and will never look for her again after the curse.
But he can't.
His people seemed to be tied by an invisible rope, pulling him to find her.
As soon as I saw her, my heart was filled with tenderness and honey, and my anger was long gone.
A figure suddenly appeared in the darkness. Playboy's heart beat: "She's here."
It's not.
The man's footsteps staggered, and the hat that appeared to be a drunkard was also crooked, covering most of his face. I smelled a stale wine from a distance.
The dude frowned. He picks up when he is not drinking and always hates drunk people. When he himself was drunk, he thought he was bold and cute.
He hoped that the drunk would walk over quickly, but the drunk walked towards him and suddenly said, "Are you waiting for someone?"
The raised his head and ignored him.
The drunk man murmured, "I also waited for someone, but if it's worth waiting for, I will wait, what about you?"
The said coldly, "You can't control it."
The drunk laughed: "Of course I can't care about it, but if you are waiting for a bitch, it would be too wrong."
Playboy grabbed his tunic and suddenly said, "What did you say?"
The drunk said: "You are not waiting for a bitch, can you still be a queen?"
Playboy said: So what? "
The drunk smiled again: "She may be your queen, but my bitch."
The fists furiously, before his fist hits his face, he suddenly felt that the drunk's eyes were as sharp as a knife, and he was not at all drunk.
The drunk looked at him coldly, his sharp eyes seemed to be a bit mocking.
The playboy's heart beat and said, "Do you know who I am waiting for?"
The drunk man said, "You are waiting for Fluttershy, aren't you?"
The was moved and said, "Do you recognize her?"
The drunk nodded and said, "How can I not recognize that she is both your queen and my bitch."
The was taken aback. He vaguely remembered that a young man had said something similar to him before he became drunk last night!
But the playboy's resentment could no longer be tolerated, and he slammed his fist again. Just when he reached the drunk, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his stomach, as if a pointed needle was pierced in.
He bends down in pain, and the drunkard’s knee has hit his face. He only felt that a golden star appeared in front of him, and he fell on his back, and the blood from his nose was more red than the cloak on his body.
After all, not every strong man loves small animals like Luo Feng. Some strong men like to destroy cute and childish little things, watching the weak life slowly die in despair with innocent eyes open, in their hearts There will be inexplicable satisfaction.
...
Xiaodie was still in the tub. She felt that the water was a little cold, and she wanted to get up and put on her clothes before going to the appointment.
At the moment when she sat up and wanted to stand up, a hand stretched out from behind and hugged her pretty waist.
At some point there was an extra person in the tub, a young man.
Encircling Xiaodie's waist, the man put his face on Xiaodie's long white neck and took a deep sniff.
He said in her ear: "You don't have to go to the appointment anymore. The young man you appointed is now being beaten up. When you drive away, you can only see a bunch of twisted rotten meat. The scene is disgusting."
An average girl would scream loudly if a man suddenly appeared in the tub while taking a bath and hugged herself.
But Xiaodie didn't scream, she just sighed and murmured, "He is still a child, what did he do wrong?"
The person behind him slowly replied: "Yes, a healthy teenager fell in love with a beautiful girl, and no one can say that he was wrong. But he was also wrong, too wrong."
Xiaodie tilted her head and asked, "Where did he go wrong?"
The man smiled and said, "Have you not heard the sentence:'Cooking is the original sin'? His emotional intelligence is not enough to control a girl like you, his IQ is not enough to listen to persuasion to avoid danger, and his force is not enough to protect You are not even enough to protect yourself, he still clings up rashly. How is this different from moths fighting a fire?"
Xiaodie smiled, smiled with tears, nodded and said: "That said, he is really wrong, wrong. I should have told him that I am not his object, I should have known this a long time ago. Bitter fruit."
The man shook his head and said: "It's no use, you tell him, he won't believe it. Don't moths know that fire will burn themselves to ashes? People in love are like moths, they are irrational. Only he didn't see it. You have never seen him before, so this can be avoided."
Fluttershy couldn't help but burst into tears: "Yes, I shouldn't see any man and be his with peace of mind."
She wiped away her tears, turned her head, beautiful eyes staring at the young man behind indifferently.
She unexpectedly discovered that the man was very handsome, with a cynical smile on his too young face, but he had mature beyond his age.
This is a young man with a story, and any girl will be interested in him the first time he sees him.
It's just that his hands are very dishonest, and he has turned her delicate body back and forth a few times, touching the places that should and shouldn't be touched.
Xiaodie said: "Don't you know that I shouldn't see you? Even if you are the man's right-hand man, his most fierce and loyal dog, he knows what you are doing to me now, and he won't let it go. you."
The man shrugged and said, "That man may be a demon to you, but to me he is like an ant. The boy you dated to me looks very pleasing to my eyes, if you sincerely beg me , I’m rushing to rescue him now is just a small effort."
Xiaodie broke free of the man's embrace, walked out of the tub, knelt down in front of the tub, threw herself on the ground, and bowed deeply to him.
If a girl wears nothing and kneels down in front of a young boy like this and bows such a ceremony, then she must be very sincere.
Luo Feng couldn't help being moved by Xiaodie's sincerity.
Fluttershy knelt down and sat up straight, posing a seductive posture.
That is a very attractive posture, especially if a beautiful girl like Xiaodie poses, it will make every man who sees it unwilling.
Luo Feng couldn't help swallowing his saliva.
Fluttershy blinked Shui Yingying's eyes and said every word: "If you can kill that person easily, everything about Fluttershy is yours."