Small pink butterfly

Thanks to Boss Cen's unremitting efforts, Xiao Fendi's lost few pounds of flesh have grown back, except for dark spots and skinier skin, basically the same as when he came here.

When this group of children from the Academy of Fine Arts came out, they were all white and clean. When they returned, they were all baked potatoes. They basically lost a lot of weight. When Xiao Fendi was next to him, she always felt that her lungs were pressed and she couldn't breathe, and she didn't dare to move around, her butt hurt...

Cen Yi rested for more than half a month, and I'm afraid there will be a mountain of work. The flight will be a day ahead of him, otherwise he will definitely replace Xiaopang and sit next to him.

That is, the night before leaving early, Xiao Fendi was tossed so badly on the bed that she didn't even have the energy to cry, and finally showed her chattering nature, buried her head in the pillow and muttered in a hoarse voice for a long time, tired He fell asleep until he couldn't even speak.

"Hey, Fatty, I have something to discuss with you," Fatty's shoulder was suddenly patted, and when he turned around, the flesh on his neck was piled together one by one, making this movement extremely difficult for him.

"Let's change places with you." I have to say that Xia Yiliu is really good-looking, otherwise he would not be easily spotted by the director, especially when he smiles, the sun is clean, and he is a proper youth idol on campus leading actor.

As soon as Xiao Fendi heard his voice, he became refreshed, as if a little air was squeezed into his breathless lungs and he was redeemed, right!Xia Liu is here!

Xiaopang turned his neck back with difficulty, and said in a reluctant tone, "Why? I'm by the window."

Xia Yiliu glanced at Xiao Fendi who looked expectantly, and forced a signed photo of himself into Xiaopang's hand, "My son may be a little uncomfortable, so I can sit here to take care of him."

"Look at your big face, you can't fit in two terracotta warriors and horse pits, right? You even used your autographed photo as money..." Xiaopang hates it very much, but the relationship between Xiao Fendi and Xia Yiliu is well known, man Well, sitting is not sitting, he snatched Xia Yiliu's autographed photo, put it in his fart pocket without even looking at it, and while standing up, he looked at Xiao Fendi and muttered, "I can't tell what's uncomfortable ..."

Xiao Fendi was about to pretend to have a headache or a stomachache or something, Xia Yiliu hurried over to take up the vacated seat just now, and said to Xiaopang seriously: "His butt hurts, I'll rub it for him."

"Then I can do it for you!" Little Fatty said half of his words so that he was disgusted, and the two big boys rubbed each other... He left his seat angrily, shaking his fat body violently: "Two dead gays!"

Xia Yiliu, who is still a straight man at present, did not refute, and sat down beside Xiao Fendi with a snort, fearing that Big Fatty would repent and give up his seat.

"It's your butt that hurts!" Xiao Fendi turned her head and glared at him angrily, then twisted uncomfortably on the seat after staring.

Xia Yiliu glanced at him, and adjusted the angle of the seat upwards, "Is Xiaopang getting fat again? The chair was crushed."

"He's fat now." Xiao Fendi supported his waist and let out a "hiss" and cursed, "Fuck, didn't you come to take care of me? Don't rub it?"

"Rub a fart!" Xia Yi rolled his eyes at him, and half-lyed down on the seat, "I came to sleep, and Yan Minmin was snoring loudly over there."

"Isn't that rubbing a fart..." Xiao Fendi whispered, "By the way, your chest doesn't hurt, does it?"

Xia Yiliu smiled, took out a blindfold and put it on, and lay down on the reclined seat, "It doesn't hurt anymore, after the waiter touched it last time, it didn't hurt anymore, and it didn't last long, otherwise, you Ask him to touch your butt too?"

Cen Yi's sinister eyes flashed across Xiao Fendi's mind, "No, no, I'm a family man."

……

The family man fell asleep on the plane, and he had a dream. In the dream, he went back to his childhood, and dreamed of the familyless man beside him.

"Come on, help!" A half-grown child knelt on the ground, desperately calling for help. Beside him lay another child, who was smaller than the crying child and had a fair face. Wrinkled into a ball, painful lines were densely engraved on his face, his clothes were torn, and some flesh was faintly exposed from the holes, most of them were broken and bleeding was oozing out, and he had passed out.

"Is there anyone, please help my friend, wow... woo woo... Is there anyone..."

Xiao Xia also burst into tears, with the tears and dust flowing down his face, he grabbed and pulled Xiao Fendi who was lying on the ground, crying very sadly, "What to do... Xiao Fandie, what to do , tell me what to do... woo woo..."

"Hey, kid."

A fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy approached the two children unsteadily, and said lightly, "Children, why are you crying?"

"Child" and "son" are said separately.

This person is wearing a dark tunic suit with buttons behind his back, his face is so clean that it reflects light, and the word "breakable" was invented for him. His head is shaved brightly, and it dazzles people's eyes under the sun. pain.

"You... who are you?" Xiao Xia Yiliu stopped crying, and said with a sob: "You... Mandarin is so strange."

"..." Boiled Egg's relaxed expression suddenly froze, "Do you still want me to help you save someone?"

Xiao Xia, who was stabbed to the point of tears by the knife, cried out again, "What should I do..."

Jige leaned over and carried the malnourished bean sprouts lying on the ground on his shoulders, picked up the back collar of the little crying bag with one hand, and said, "Why are you crying, little guy, get up, I have a way to save him."

He said there was a way to save him, but in fact he didn’t do anything at all. Ji Ge just moved the person up and changed his position, then asked Xia Yiliu to find a thin blanket to wrap the bean sprouts, and then sat cross-legged on the ground Playing with the pocket watch in his hand.

"Hey, brother bald," Xiao Xia Yiliu looked worriedly at Xiao Fendi, who was tightly wrapped in a blanket with only a handful of hair left, and asked nervously, "Is this all right? He... The feet are still bleeding, will it be stuffy?"

"Don't call me bald brother!" Boiled Dan thought he was annoying, so he smacked his head, "Kid, do you know how to read a watch?"

Little Xia was attracted by new things, so he didn't ask about his good friend's life or death. He leaned over to take a look, shook his head, and said, "I don't understand this kind of antique watch. My watch shows the time directly."

"Come, come, I'll teach you how to read a watch with this kind of pointer." Ji Ge patted the place beside him, "Come, sit down."

Xiao Xia Yiliu said bluntly, "I don't want to learn."

"No, you want to learn." Ji Ge forced him to sit down.

"Look, the longer one, it goes faster, and the shorter one..."

"Wait a minute," Xiao Xia sniffed, pointing to the smooth golden dial, and said, "Isn't this kind of watch with bars? Why doesn't yours have one?"

"Of course not," Jig flicked his forehead, "This is not an ordinary watch, it is not only used to tell the time, it is also used to 'close the door', it can also be used to collect spirits... "

Ji Ge didn't finish his sentence, his eyes looked straight in one direction, and he didn't move.

Xiao Xia Yiliu followed the prestige, and a tall man rushed over in a hurry, panting before he could stand still: "Jiger, come back with me."

This mandarin, as soon as you hear it, you know that Ji Ge belongs to the same family.

The man looked several years older than the fair and clean Jige, and even his frame was two sizes bigger than Jige's. He looked tall and strong, with a handsome face with clear lines, cut out by a knife Her thin lips were tightly pursed, her brows were wrinkled into a Sichuan character, and she was not easy to mess with at first sight.

Ji Ge was silent for a while, ignored him, turned his head and continued to explain the use and usage of the gold pocket watch to Xiao Xia Yiliu, "When it is used to close the door, you just press it..."

"Jiger." The cold man spoke again, approached him, and stood directly beside him, but he just stubbornly called his name and didn't say anything else.

"Don't you know what to say to me?" Ji Ge put the pocket watch in his pocket, and finally glanced at the man, speaking with a very firm tone.

The man nodded, his brows furrowed even tighter.

"Okay, then I'll teach you." Jiger stood up and patted his pants with both hands, "First of all, apologize to me and say you were wrong."

The man bowed his head obediently, and said, "Jiger, I'm sorry, I was wrong."

Ji Ge put his arms around his chest, and asked again, "Okay, I forgive you, and then?"

The smile that the man had just released froze on his face and turned into puzzlement.

Ji Ge waited for a while and gave in completely, "What are you here for?!"

"Take you back."

"Then you beg me to go back with you!" Ji Ge shouted angrily, "Is your head made of coffin boards? After the quarrel, I will teach you even a soft word!"

"Don't be angry, I understand." The man patted his back with one hand, and it was rare for him to connect the sentences he taught, "Jiger, I'm sorry, I was wrong, please come home with me .”

"You're sensible." Ji Ge pointed at his nose and said obscenely: "I won't forgive you next time!"

The man nodded solemnly.

Ji Ge: "Are you dumb? Open your mouth and talk!"

The man stood at attention and replied loudly: "Yes!"

Jiger finally smiled, as if he had won a war, he tiptoed and stroked the man's hard hair, "Then let's go home."

The tall and strong man finally showed a smile, his outline softened a lot, and his expression was gentle, "Okay."

Xiao Xia Yiliu just stared blankly at the two of them slowly disappearing before her eyes, feeling that there was still something left to do.

correct!Little pink butterfly!

He ran over in a hurry and lifted the blanket that wrapped the person away.

Xiao Fendi breathed evenly, it was no different from falling asleep as usual, her face had returned to blood color, the skin exposed by the torn fabric was white and smooth, and there was no trace of injury at all.

Xiao Xia was also confused for a while, and remembered that she was here to wake people up and go to school.

"Xiao Fandie, wake up, why have you slept for so long?"

If Xia Yiliu hadn't lost this memory, he would have shouted, "I've seen this boiled egg before!"