dance like a butterfly

Tears stained my face and Lao Han's, so I had to take a shower again.

In the bathroom, Lao Han almost licked the tears on my face dry.I kept kissing back his eyes, his nose, his chin, his ear sockets, and finally put my lips on the lips he had been waiting for for a long time.

Do you still deeply remember the plot that repeatedly appeared in the dream?

Peach blossoms are blooming all over the world, and the grass is far away. In a piece of Taohuawu, a middle-aged man with fair skin, short stature, and a smile on his face, wearing white clothes, is sitting at a stone table in the open space. , waiting for me.

Remember that other recurring dream?

It was raining, and the autumn rain was lingering outside the window, and the man was still dripping wet, his face was full of disappointment, and he eagerly shouted my name again and again.Standing in the tall building, I actually heard it, but I couldn't respond to him aloud.

I'm not sure now if this old Han is that middle-aged man.

The person in the dream is so familiar, but when I want to think of his face, I can't describe it, and when I don't want his face, it keeps flashing in my mind.

Suddenly, Lao Han pushed me away, "Xiaohui, forget it, it will be dawn soon. You have to go to Fuping today, don't be too tired."

It's like a good show started, and the famous actor just sang a few words, and the theater went out of power, and I stayed there immediately, at a loss.

"Xiaohui, you think I don't want to have sex with you. I really think about it. In fact, I am afraid that you will be tired. I know that you are going to Fuping. I am afraid that you will delay things. If you are in a bad mood tomorrow, it will affect you. Work."

Seeing me standing there in a daze, Lao Han quickly put his arms around me.

"I thought you were disgusted by me like this, brother, I have long liked you very much when I saw your body. You don't know that I want to hold you in my arms all the time. I like you more and more gone."

I did not lie.

I know one thing: Either don't tell, or tell the truth.

Old Han tapped the tip of my nose with his finger: "Why is your mouth so sweet!"

After a short pause, he said, "Xiaohui, is your name real?"

When I heard him say that, I felt embarrassed; "Brother, my name is Hong Xiaojun, and Xiaohui is not my real name."

I really don't know how he knew that I gave him a fake name.

"Haha, I don't think the name Xiaojun can be faked. Hong Xiaojun, Hong Xiaojun, it seems that you are really my younger brother, and the names are all connected. Well, if you know it, you know it. For your own good, I'll call you Xiaohui. "

There was a trace of vicissitudes on Lao Han's face.

He looked up at the ceiling.

"Brother, I didn't mean to coax you. You know, everyone should be on guard against strangers." I explained earnestly.

"No," Lao Han waved his hand; "I didn't mean that, and I didn't hate you, nor did I have any opinions on you. The so-called people are in the rivers and lakes, and they can't help themselves. They all make their way in society, which is natural."

Even though I said this, I still saw the loneliness in Lao Han's eyes, saw him sinking into a certain emotion, and suddenly felt that he was so far away from me.This expression made me feel very distressed.

Not long after, Lao Han regained his composure and smiled at me, "It's getting late, hurry up and get some sleep."

I really can't sleep, but I'm really tired after going through today's two days of ice and fire. When I lay in Lao Han's arms and snuggled up to his sexy chest, I felt like I found the safest place. Harbor, the two eyelids are no longer under my command, and soon fell asleep.

I don't know how long I've been sleeping in the dark

I don't know how hard it is to open my eyes

I came from far away and you are here

Obsessed with wandering around the world I am wild for him

I am this dazzling moment

It's a flash of flame across the sky...

In a daze, Lao Han pushed me and said, "Xiaohui, call me."

Pu Shu's "Life Like Summer Flowers" is the ringtone of my mobile phone.

When I answered, it was a call from a colleague. He said that the mobile phone card was OK, and asked me where I was, to see if I could go to Fuping today.

I covered the receiver with my hand and glanced at Lao Han.Lao Han made a gesture, and I said to my colleagues, well, we will meet at Chengbei Bus Station in an hour.

Lao Han was watching me intently from the side.

I asked, "Brother, have you been up all this time?"

Old Han smiled, "Where can I sleep? With you by my side, am I willing to close my eyes? Besides, if I oversleep, who will wake you up?"

I'm speechless.Maybe when I fell asleep, he couldn't even turn over. He must be afraid of disturbing me with small movements, just like he is afraid of a gust of wind blowing over a kingfisher that disturbs the branches of reeds.

When a kind of love becomes a kind of responsible care at this moment, the little chick in his arms gradually understands what gratitude is.

"It's getting late, it's already 06:30. Let's get up, you have to eat something early, and get ready to go." Old Han patted my shoulder lightly.

After eating breakfast in the restaurant, Lao Han drove me to Chengbei Bus Station.

It wasn't until my colleague called me again to ask where I was that Lao Han turned and left.

Seeing him waving at me in the car, a kind of inexplicable loss suddenly hit me.

After a gust of wind, autumn is getting heavier and heavier.