dance like a butterfly

Don't wait for Lao Han to ask, I have to tell Lao Han the ins and outs of this matter!

Back then, when I accepted Lao Lin's stuff, I didn't want to take advantage of him.I'm not the kind of person who is greedy for money. If it wasn't for you, Lao Han, who wanted to hide it when I asked about Lao Lin, why should I want to know Lao Lin in private?If there is nothing between you, Lao Han and Lao Lin, why keep it secret in front of me?

After eleven o'clock, I heard Lao Han's door opening.

Sitting in the living room smoking a cigarette waiting for Lao Han, I rushed to the door like a frightened fawn and hugged him.

Old Han was taken aback, "What's wrong, what are you doing?".

Thinking back to the original scene now, I feel like a little lunatic, often surprised and deceitful, which brought a lot of surprises to Lao Han.But at that time, I was really like this, doing things according to my own temperament, which caused Lao Han a lot of trouble.

Holding Lao Han in his arms, his body was still cold, and there were still a few flakes of falling snow on his shoulders, and some drops of water from the melted snowflakes stuck to his short hair.

"Brother!", I whimpered.

"Hey", Lao Han responded to me, seeing me hugging him and pressing my face tightly against his chest, he stretched out his hand to caress my face, touched it, and lifted my chin, come and kiss me.

I avoided his lips, but was reluctant to leave his embrace.I just kept rubbing my face on his face, rubbing it until I couldn't stand it, and my bottom straightened up soon.

"Did someone bully you? Tell me!" Lao Han felt that I was a little strange today.

"Do you still want to take a bath today?", I didn't answer him, "If you don't want to take a bath, I'll wash your feet and let's talk on the bed."

"As long as you don't think brother stinks, it's up to you!" Lao Han laughed.He kissed me lightly on the cheek and hugged me towards the bedroom.

When I went indoors, I called hot water, and I pushed Lao Han to sit on the edge of the bed.Squatting by the basin, I began to take off his socks.

I really don't understand why I always like to do these small things for Lao Han.Maybe love is like this. When you have someone in your heart, you will feel that he is pleasing to the eye everywhere.His shoes, his socks, the underwear he changed, you will never feel dirty, you will be willing and even very eager to take care of everything for him, even washing his feet, you will feel it is a kind of happiness enjoyment.Suddenly, I remembered what Lao Zuo said in the afternoon, Lao Zuo, Lao Zuo, now I finally understand you!

"Smelly feet, I'd better do it by myself." When Lao Han saw me holding his feet into the water, he smiled and started to stop me.

"What stinks? I just took a shower yesterday! Wash it with hot water to relieve fatigue!", I ignored it, "Besides, no matter how stinky you are, I don't mind it, I'm happy!"

Old Han laughed loudly, "You are so stubborn!" After laughing, he fell back and slept on the bed, letting me toss. "Oh, I don't know how I got the blessings in my previous life, so I let my brother have you in this life! Even if I suffered a little before, it was worth it!"

After finishing speaking, he stretched comfortably: "Wash up casually and go to bed quickly, don't you have something to say?"

Lao Han's skin was fair, and his trousers were rolled up, revealing his strong and thick calves, and the hair on his legs only extended to his ankles.The feet are not very big, from the thumb to the little finger, from long to short, the nails are round and full, and they look really good in a basin of clear water. When I hold the sole of his foot, the sensuality fills my heart .

I rubbed his instep: "Brother, I saw Lao Lin near the clock tower the day before yesterday, and he gave me something as a gift!"

Instead of him coming to ask me like squeezing toothpaste, I would pour all the seven bushels and eight winnows to him first.

"Old Lin? What did I get you?"

Old Han seemed to have been stung by a wasp, and sat up from the bed, his face flushed quickly.

I have stayed with Lao Han for so long, even though he lost his temper in front of me, and I have personally seen him beating Xiao Hao, but I have never seen him so nervous and panicked today .

"Yeah, I met him when I was wandering in Kaiyuan Mall. He gave me a small ornament, an emerald butterfly."

I never expected such a big reaction from Lao Han.For a while, I was like a child who knew something wrong, and dared not hide anything in front of my parents.

"What did he tell you? What about that thing? Let me see."

Lao Han actually forgot that I was washing his feet, stood up, stared at me, and suddenly his eyes were filled with emotions that I couldn't distinguish.I only understand a few, it seems to be resentment, it seems to be helpless, it seems to be resentment, it seems to be injustice.

Shocked by Lao Han's sudden expression, I was like a cicada crouching on a branch and neighing frantically when it was suddenly hit by a swift hailstone and fell silent.

"Speak up!" Lao Han was anxious, and slapped the bedside table next to him, "You want to be mad at me, don't you!"

"He didn't say anything. At that time, he forced me to give me a small emerald jewelry and a business card. The things were lost." I sneaked a glance at Lao Han, lowered my head, and whispered.

"Lost it?" Old Han was puzzled, but he was still so loud.

"It's lost. I wanted to throw that thing away when I went out. As a result, not long after I went out, the thing disappeared by itself. It must have been stolen."

"What do you want me to say about you? Xiaohui, Xiaohui, you are not a greedy person. I know this. But why do you take something from a stranger? You don't know his history , but don’t you know the truth of ‘holding people with short hands and eating people’s mouths’? This old thing, the hands are too long and too fast, right?”

Regardless of not wearing shoes, Lao Han stepped out of the water basin, took a cigarette and a lighter from the bedside table, lit the cigarette, and walked back and forth in the bedroom with bare feet and irritability.

I kept my head down and didn't dare to speak.

"Did Chen Hanzhang tell you anything about this tonight?" Old Han suddenly stopped and stared at me.

"He asked me to call Lao Lin." I confessed honestly.

"Everyone is like a ghost!", Lao Han's eyes widened, and he cursed fiercely.

My tears came down.

It's all my fault.Am I too busy?You are good with Lao Han, why do you want to know about that Lao Lin?Regardless of him, Chen Hanzhang, Lao Lin, or Zhang Wenqing, so what if they are all emperors and Lao Tzu, aren't they all old Han's past?If I don't want to know about this mysterious old Lin, why would I want his stuff?How could Lao Han be so angry now?For the time being, Lao Han doesn’t want to tell me about all the messy things about him in the past. If he doesn’t say it, there must be a reason why he doesn’t. Are those past things enough to separate me from Lao Han Laoyan?

Before finishing a cigarette, Lao Han snuffed out the cigarette butt and came to hug me, "Xiaohui, forget it. Wash up and go to bed."

I stood still.

Lao Han laughed: "What's the matter? Are you still angry with my brother? You just have such a bad temper, so don't worry about it. Didn't you say you want to wash your feet? Go get water, brother is still waiting to wash your feet. "

No matter how angry I was in my heart, it couldn't match Lao Han's smiling face.Full of suspicion, I fetched water again to wash Lao Han's feet.

After drying him off, Old Han insisted on washing my feet.

"There is no overnight conversation between the 'couple'." Lao Han saw that I didn't have a smile on my face, so he held me down and forced my feet into the basin. I said that it didn't work after I washed it. , "Don't you want to know the things about brother and Lao Lin? I didn't tell you before because I didn't want to mention him. Now that he is like this, if you don't talk about it, you will always have some lumps in your heart. After going to bed, brother is slow Let me tell you slowly."

"Brother, it's my fault. I shouldn't ask you about these things, and I shouldn't be so curious." In this world, if you can tell your heart, now, you can only say it to Lao Han.

"Hehe, curiosity is normal. At your age, it would be strange not to be curious." Old Han said.

Cleaned up the ground, went to bed, and turned off the lights.

Snowflakes were flying outside the window, and the cold wind was blowing.

On the bed, I leaned against Lao Han's chest, held his hand, and listened to Lao Han's story about his past.

Those distant memories began to flow through Lao Han's thoughts like heavy snow covering the sky.In those green years, the throbbing and eagerness once made my old Han enthusiastic and dejected in that year.