cry of a butterfly

The woman in the prison was only in her early thirties, but she looked gray and lifeless, much older than her actual age.A woman's most beautiful years are wasted in the iron fence, and she finally learned not to complain about others until about the tenth year.

A handsome young police chief had used his connections to transfer her to the city's jail with the promise of parole if she behaved well.

She had received a visit from a stranger and was now sitting in front of him.The woman coughed twice, and squinted at him——

This man, who is also a policeman, is fair and handsome. Although his brows are slightly frowned and his lips are pursed into a stern posture, the dimples around his lips are still as sweet as honey.

After a long while, she sneered and said presumptuously, "Oh, another poor creature with deep mud feet!" Tapping the table with her withered and thin fingers, the smile on the woman's face was full of sarcasm and schadenfreude, " You are not the first, and certainly you will not be the last. You are like a lamb infatuated with a lion, embracing your vain love in the face of death."

After getting off the helicopter, Han Xiao asked him, do you want to meet someone?She can make you see Compaq's true colors more quickly.

So he was brought here to face a woman, Ye Yin, the daughter of Compo's first wife Yesenin.

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Ye Yin, 17, is the leader of the anti-premarital sex group and the main member of the school's math competition club.Under the indoctrination and guidance of her mother since she was a child, she took it for granted that men are stupid hormonal animals, but Aaron, who is also a member of the competition club, seems to be better than other boys. Show a constipated expression, and won't stick your hand into your skirt while chatting with you.

When Ye Yin received a letter from her mother, the other party said that she had been married for almost half a year, and the man was a patient she brought out from the mental hospital.

She neither approves nor disapproves of this, but is a little surprised.She vaguely remembered that the reason for her parents' divorce was that her father couldn't bear the fact that a psychologist who had achieved great success before was a serious frigid patient.

But her return this time is not all to meet her mother's new husband. She just entered the university and will represent the state to participate in the national mathematics competition. She needs a place away from the hustle and bustle to do her best.

It is not the cherry pink full of girlish dreamy atmosphere, nor the creamy white that is sweet and greasy at first glance. Her room is decorated with the simplest log color at her request, so as to show that she is more mature than girls of the same age.

It was just at dawn when I returned home, and the girl who didn't disturb her mother opened the door and entered the house by herself.She simply took a shower, and wiped her private parts with a towel soaked in mint water. The slightly cool feeling just reminded her to be clear-headed and put an end to desire.Immediately, she took out her pencil and draft pad without waiting for a moment, and began to race against time to prepare for the competition.

But one problem stuck annoyingly.

She and Aaron had been discussing the subject for a whole week without success, until at last she had to say that you couldn't even get a kiss until it was settled.Now it seems that I really have to trouble the professor.

Ye Yin looked out of the window, and suddenly found that a large orchid of the valley had been planted under her window sill.The white bell-shaped flowers stretch into a large lake-like area, swaying and undulating with the wind, slightly undulating, quite incredible beauty.She wanted to take a closer look and get a breath of fresh air, but she caught sight of a person without warning.A man sleeping among flowers.

Instead of screaming, she was stunned almost suffocatingly - she had seen male nudes, but she had never seen such a beautiful one.

Clearly slender as a teenager, but the muscle lines of his body are still plump and strong like a mature man, and his face with white skin and red lips is like a face that has been carefully applied with makeup.He stretched his naked body in the morning light, enjoying the moisture of dew like a flower in the morning, absorbing the nutrients of the earth and grabbing the grace of the sun.A large clump of lily-of-the-valleys was just between his legs, and the hair on his private parts was faintly visible, neither sparse nor dense, showing a beautiful golden brown in the sun, which was not unpleasant at all.

The girl's face was red and her ears were red, her heart was pounding like a deer. She wanted to close the curtains quickly, but in the end she stared at her like a ghost.

Then she saw him masturbating.Pale and slender fingers touched her crotch, touching and soothing her genitals.His eyes were lightly closed, he moaned softly, his expression was tranquil and full of drunken charm.She even turned her head to kiss the orchid of the valley next to her cheek from time to time.Or in other words, it was the flowers quivering in the wind that were scrambling to kiss him.While he was forgetting to masturbate.

There is no sense of obscenity and obscenity, but on the contrary, it is so beautiful that it is hard to take your eyes off it.

This beautiful man is like making love to a whole sea of ​​flowers.

"Compa, why are you here?"

Ye Yin heard her mother's voice, and hurriedly closed the curtains in a panic.

"Ye Yin is back for summer vacation, you can't be naked like this again." Yesenin's voice sounded unprecedentedly tender and pampering. In her childhood memory, her mother had never talked to herself like this.

Immediately afterwards, the girl heard an exclamation from her mother—she seemed to be dragged by the man unexpectedly, and fell into the flowerbed and into his arms.

"No...can't be here...no...ah..." The stone-like, nun-like reserved mother moaned like a girl, and Ye Yin, who heard what they were doing, raised her hands to cover her ears, her cheeks Scarlet, short of breath, as if the person who made the mistake was himself.

It wasn't until this moment that she suddenly realized that what she saw just now was not an elf, but the man her mother remarried to.

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When she saw the man again, he was already fully dressed, wearing a lace shirt with long cuffs and Victorian pleats, and a courtly wide waistband cinched his slender waist.He was lying on the sunlit window sill, concentrating on playing with a clay pot.

He has been admiring this artwork for nearly an hour. The decadent and gorgeous colors and patterns, the most obvious is that there is a big red dragon① with seven heads and ten horns painted on it, which fascinates him very much.

Ye Yin found the proofreading draft that she had left on the table, and the difficult problem that made Aaron fail to ask for a kiss was solved within a short time.

Classical and elegant handwriting, but the calculation process is concise and clear enough to make people suddenly enlightened.

"Mom, did you help me solve that difficult problem?" She didn't notice the difference in the writing on the paper. She was so excited that the problem was solved easily, and shouted like a magpie encountering spring, "This topic is very difficult." Difficult, I think you have to teach me the calculation method step by step!"

"It's not me. I can't solve those competition questions you had in junior high school." Yesenin focused on the research of psychiatry and was not very proficient in mathematics. She smiled and pointed her eyes aside, "It must be Compar."

"Him?" Ye Yin expressed disbelief. She knew that this person had been locked up in a mental hospital at the age of 16, and it was impossible for him to have received higher education.

"He is very smart and very studious. He is interested in all fields and is hungry for new knowledge. When I first met him, he was reading Wundt's "Lectures on Human and Animal Psychology". I have understood the essence of this book in two nights, and my eyesight and memory still amaze me.” Yesenin looked at his young husband approvingly, both from a woman to a man, and from a professor to a student, but the other party seemed to be Turning a deaf ear and not being moved at all, "He always wants to know how to hypnotize a person. He finds it very interesting to dissect and spy on other people's consciousness." He whispered softly in his ear, "But you have to speak first."

"He...can't talk?" Ye Yin couldn't help feeling sorry for this. This man has a flower-like skin and a high IQ that doesn't match his skin, but he turned out to be both lame and dumb.

"No, he can speak, and there is nothing wrong with his vocal cords." His voice was also full of regret and love, and Yesenin sighed, "Because of the huge trauma he suffered in the mental hospital, he lost his speech psychogenically. .”

Yesening brought black tea, and called Kang Bo to sit at the dining table for breakfast.

"You are about the same age, so you should have a lot to talk about." Noticing her daughter's surprised gaze, the woman reminded her with a soft smile, "He can write."

"Do you usually have any hobbies? Music? Movies? Art?" The intelligence of solving difficult problems impressed him and made him feel good.Ye Yin handed over the draft book and pencil for solving math problems, with a gentle expression and a polite voice, just to express her willingness to get close to him.

Compo took the pen and paper, and was about to bow his head to write, when his wife on the right handed him black tea, so he took the pencil into his left hand as a matter of course, leaving his right hand free for the cup.He is not left-handed, but he can use both hands very well.

Holding the pen in his left hand, he wrote down a line of characters, and handed the draft back with a smile on his face.When the hands were handed over, the man's fingers slipped across the back of the girl's hand seemingly inadvertently, and the sudden pain of needle pricks caused two bright clouds to appear on the girl's round cheeks, and her hand trembled suddenly.

The skin at the fingertips is like a woman's, no, it's as smooth as satin, and the coolness penetrates to the bone; but his eyes are like a furnace, the heat is really unbearable!

Fortunately, the woman who was a mother was pouring tea for herself with her eyes lowered, and she never noticed her daughter's obviously abnormal reaction.

The font is very fancy, with graceful and continuous curves, heavily decorated patterns, and arcs deliberately selected at the end of the pen, as if nourishing the pen tip and planting complicated vines and beautiful roses, the girl's question was not answered , there is only one sentence on the white paper: You are so beautiful.

Always worried that her daughter would find it difficult to get along with her new husband, Yesenin couldn't help asking, "What did he tell you?"

"He said he likes flowers and...well, gardening." The man's naked body that he saw in front of the window in the early morning suddenly popped into his mind and he couldn't get rid of it.

Compo smiled slightly, lowered his eyelids and took a sip of tea, his gorgeous long eyelashes trembling slightly.

"He only likes orchids of the valley." Yesenin, who was standing beside her husband with black tea in his hands, also took a sip, lowered his eyes, and still looked at him with incomparably doting and tender eyes, "But in the morning, I found that the flowers in the flower garden were passing by. The rascals here have done a lot of damage, and we'll have to call a gardener in a minute and replant some."

Of course Ye Yin knew how the flowers in the garden were crushed!Her astonishment is indescribable: a mother, a professor, a world-renowned psychologist, a scrupulous feminist, all these identities combined cannot rival that she is a woman, a woman in love.She actually acted like a young girl like herself, she was so familiar with telling lies that she didn't even blush.

Compo raised his jaw in agreement, and then looked up at his wife—the young man pouted in an extremely naive manner, and raised his handsome jaw to ask for a kiss from his middle-aged wife. The beautifully arched lips are pursed like a budding rose.

Yesenin didn't want to show too much intimacy with his new husband in front of his daughter at first, but he really couldn't resist the heartbreaking eyes when his courtship failed. Covered the man's soft and fragrant lips.

She doesn't exactly see him as a husband, sometimes as a child.

"You guys seem to be a perfect match!" The young girl is inexplicably unhappy with the old versus the fresh, but she still forcefully said with a smile, "If it's possible, I'd like to hear the story of what happened when you first met. .”

Yesening smiled and sat back in his seat, and Compo signaled Ye Yin to hand over the draft with his eyes.

This time I hold a pen and write with my right hand, and the handwriting is also very different from that written with my left hand.The strokes are concise and the bones are sharp. In short, these words have changed from a woman to a man.

There is a sentence on the paper: Your body smells like mint, can I hug you?

He actually flirted with himself in front of his mother!

The author has something to say: ① In the Apocalypse, a big red dragon with seven heads and ten horns represents the incarnation of the devil "Satan"; ②Wilhelm Wundt (Wilhelm Wundt, 1832-1920), German psychologist, structuralist Representative of psychology, representative works include "Physiological Psychology" and "National Psychology", etc. "Lecture Notes on Human and Animal Psychology" mentioned in the article is also translated as "Manuscript on Human and Animal Psychology".