dance like a butterfly

When we broke up, I thought to myself, what happened today might just be another erotic dream.

Lao Han actually said something innocently, Xiaohui, I really like you!I thought I heard it wrong, so I said, brother, please say it again.

Xiaohui, I really like you!

Lao Han repeated it.

At this time, the dim street lights blinked in the distance, like a drunk.The cool autumn wind rushed over from the entrance of the street, which made me shiver.

Maybe he was afraid that I wouldn't believe it. In the blurred light, he moved his face closer and kissed me on the cheek. At the same time, he held my left hand tightly in his right hand.

I clearly saw something pertinent shining in his eyes.

A smell of alcohol permeated Lao Han's body, coupled with the heat from close range, I was a little intoxicated, but reason calmed me down, and I pushed him away with my chest.

I am afraid of being seen by others. After all, I am on the street. After all, he is not an ordinary person.

Lao Han is not tall, that is, a little over 1.7 meters tall, several centimeters shorter than me.The body is definitely not of the strong type, at best it is well-proportioned.He likes to cut his hair very short and neat. His eyes are small and he smiles very narrowly.Fair complexion, clean-shaven beard.Almost 50 years old.

I wanted to say, brother, then let's not go back today, not going back.But I didn't say anything, yes, I can't say such things now.

"You are my lover, a woman like a rose..."

Lao Han's phone rang.

Lao Han didn't answer, he still held my hand.

I said, brother, you are calling.

I said, brother, see if there is anything important.

Old Han reluctantly let go of me, and dodged backwards, staggering a bit.He took out the phone from the leather case on his waist and stuck it to his ear. After a long while, he murmured: Okay, tell him to wait at home, and I'll be back.

I feel a little resentful.

At this time, the melodious mezzo-soprano of my mobile phone said: Now tell the hour on the hour, Beijing time, 23 o'clock.

After hanging up the phone, Lao Han grabbed my hand again.

Xiaohui, I originally planned to have a good chat with you tonight, but it doesn't seem to work. Your sister-in-law called and said that something happened in Murakami, and some people went to my house.How about this, don't go back, let me tell you, there is a hotel in front, I will take a car to take you there.

I smiled, you can do your work, I will block the car and go back.

Old Han's house and I live in two directions, there are people waiting for him, don't make people wait too long, it seems that things are still quite urgent.

There are not many people on this street at this time, and there are not many taxis.

About 50 meters ahead is the main road, and there are plenty of cars.

We move forward.

Xiaohui?

Old Han called out.I raised my head, just as we had reached the dark corner of the wall, Lao Han held the briefcase in his left hand, wrapped his arms around my waist, held my left hand with his right hand, and asked eagerly; Xiaohui, what are you doing? Don't like brother, right?

I paused a little hesitantly, and smiled: Brother, you are very good, I like it.

Like it, like it, like it.

Old Han seemed very satisfied with my answer.There is an element of joy in the tone of the boss.

Xiaohui, then we need to keep in touch.

I said, brother, let's hurry up, don't make your guests wait.

No rush, no rush.You are gone, please don't ignore brother, brother is a rough person, don't make him sad.

It's hard for me to put into words how I feel right now.

All I could say was to reassure him or something.I think, forget it, who is serious, even though I really like people like him, but...

I broke free from his embrace and said, brother, let's hurry up, you still have something to do.

Old Han sighed softly.

The night wind was like the rising tide of the sea, slowly intensifying the chill in the night, the leaves of the Fatong trees fell slowly, spun on the street, and hit the concrete road.

At the intersection, Lao Han stuffed me into a taxi first. He was as fast as the wind and gave the driver 50 yuan without waiting for me to stop him.He closed the car door and said: Hurry up, hurry up, it's very cold, be careful on the road!

The driver stepped on the accelerator and drove me into the rolling traffic.