dance like a butterfly

Get up in the morning, finish your meal, and go to the village clinic to ask for a doctor.

Dad was still groggy.

A sickness makes people feel exactly what it means to be sick like a mountain.

The eldest brother and sister-in-law are here, and so are the nieces and nephews.Seeing that there were more people in the room, the second sister-in-law dismissed the children politely.

I don't know how the relatives got the news, and they all came to visit with gifts.

It doesn't matter to me that no one came to see Dad.When each of them asked questions like a revolving lantern without any joy, I felt very uncomfortable, but I couldn't answer.As if my dad is really going to die soon.

In my heart, Dad, he won't just fall like this.He was just too tired, just to take a break.He will soon recover his eyesight, soon he will be able to move his whole body, he will be able to move around as neatly as before, he will be able to smoke long cigarettes, and he will be able to shout "Yuanmen Zhanzi" when he is happy.

The potion in the hanging bottle fell drop by drop, just like injecting all my expectations for Dad into Dad's body.

Dad's eyes still can't see.However, as if he had already realized it, he didn't say anything more.

Some relatives chatted with me in the yard, asking how life in Xi'an has been in recent years.Why don't you have a girlfriend yet?Ask me if the conditions are too high, and ask if you want to introduce one to me.

I remembered the two slaps Lao Han gave me last night.

I remembered the slap that Lao Zuo was slapped by Tian Zhenzhen.

I remembered the slap I slapped Lao Zuo.

The kind inquiries from my relatives made my heart full of entanglements start to flutter in my heart.

I shook my head and sighed.I don't want these anymore.

Isn't it all over?Shouldn't I just take it easy?Why can't you follow me?

The second sister-in-law came over and said to everyone with a smile: "I'll talk about Xiaojun's matter in two days, don't let him worry about it. Let's talk about it when my father's illness is milder."

When everyone heard this, they laughed embarrassedly, changed the subject and talked about other things, and separated after talking.

"Lao Han came last night, right?" Second sister-in-law asked me softly.

I was surprised: How did the second sister-in-law know?

"Did you quarrel last night?"

I am surprised again!

To be honest, although the second sister-in-law is a very righteous sister-in-law to me, I still don't want her to know in detail about me and Lao Han and Lao Zuo.

"When Lao Han's car was parked outside the door, my sister-in-law was awake. She ran over from Xi'an in the middle of the night, and no one would come if there was no major event."

Now that my love has been suspended, miss is not in the service area, and since my waiting is already full of busy signals, what else should I wait for?

"Sister-in-law, don't ask. It's all over."

I interrupted my second sister-in-law: "I want to find a girl to marry."

My eyes are a bit astringent, something is gently cutting my eyeballs, it hurts a bit.

I don't know if I'm angry with myself.

I also seem to have forgotten what I said to my second sister-in-law yesterday that I have no feelings for girls, and I seem to have forgotten what I said that marrying a girl will harm people for the rest of their lives.

The expression on the second sister-in-law's face became complicated.

I went back to the house and saw my father lying powerlessly on the kang.

Think about yourself later.Thinking that if I don't get married, if I get old and sick in the future, and there is no one to bring water and medicine in front of me, what a pity to panic!If I lived with Lao Han, if Lao Han left before me, wouldn't it be me who was alone in the end?Thinking about it, I wanted to slap myself - Lao Han is gone, why do you think so much?

Just now I told my second sister-in-law that I want to find a girl to marry, but the second sister-in-law's expression is so unnatural.Maybe the second sister-in-law wanted to say something to me. I don't know if it was because she was immature or felt that it was difficult to say it in the yard, but she didn't say anything in the end.

Although I don't want to think too much, I still can't stop thinking about whether old Zuo and Tian Zhenzhen will make a fuss again after they go back.

Sighing, shaking his head, he can't even control himself, so why worry about it?Hurry to pour the chamber pot for Dad.

At noon, a few bottles of hanging bottles were also hung up.

After dinner, the second sister-in-law said: "Xiaojun, you go out and walk around. If you won't come back for a long time, you should go around the village and get acquainted with the villagers. There are your second brother and me here, big brother Isn't sister-in-law here too?"

The second sister-in-law knew that I was upset, so she asked me to go out to relieve my boredom.

There is no place to stay when you go out.The companions I grew up with were all married long ago.

Each of them has become a child's father.Seeing their children running over to call me dad (there are very few people in Hua County who call me uncle, and they are used to calling people from their father's generation dad), and I blushed at first.Asking each other what's going on, they are embarrassed and don't know what to say.I am also most afraid that they will mention the old left. When they say how good the old left is to my family, I will feel empty in my heart, feeling as if I have been a thief.

Turned a few times, really feel bored.

A person came out of the village, and unknowingly came to the edge of the grove.After smoking one cigarette at the side of the reservoir, I couldn't help touching the phone several times, and then forced myself to let go.

After Lao Han slapped me twice and left, he never called again.

It seems, it really seems that I, Hong Xiaojun, have never flashed in his old Han's life.

The head sank slowly.

At night, lying in my own room, I remembered the first encounter with Lao Han in my corridor, the passion in the bathing center, and the pain when he slipped along the wall to the ground. I don’t know why, but I found that my lower body rose up.

For the first time in my life, I had an impulse.

It was as if something was holding my hand and wanted me to get drunk, something was guiding me, making me desperately think about what Lao Han looked like.

When I unknowingly stretched my tight thighs, after a burst of panting like a cow, after releasing a feeling of extreme aggrieved pleasure, I silently chanted Lao Han's name and cried.

In gay love, what exactly guides our desire to be together: Is it our fear of being alone in life?Or is it simply because of primitive instinctive desires?Or is it just a strong mutual love?

In the pool of tears on the snow-white pillow, I can't tell the answer.He could only stare at the boundless darkness with wide, sleepless eyes.

From the bottom of my heart, I look forward to my phone ringing again.