dance like a butterfly

I'm definitely heartless, yes, heartless.

From the death of Lao Han on the first day of the Lunar New Year to the burial of Lao Han on the tenth day of the first lunar month, and staying in Yuxiang Gate for a week, I have never called Chen Hanzhang.

I don't know why, but I don't seem to care about how the case is progressing at all. Until the [-]th day of the first lunar month, Chen Hanzhang called me, saying that someone had surrendered and asked me to testify against the criminal.

I must be the most heartless person in the world, I must be!

Even I was surprised, why my mood was always so calm on the way Lao Zuo accompanied me to the police station.

I thought that when I saw the criminal, I would run over all the obstacles. I thought I would use all my strength to catch him. I thought I would drink his blood and eat his flesh and bones. Chew it all, and then swallow it without leaving a mouthful.

But I don't know why, when I saw Hu Yongsheng standing among a row of people through the invisible glass in the opposite room, my heart was as still as still water.

I have to believe that I am the coldest person in the world.

The people who came to surrender were lined up among the ten people.In addition to the two fake policemen, there were also the three bald men, but none of them included Tian Zhenzhen, let alone Zhang Wenqing.

I pointed to Chen Hanzhang one by one. I was so calm at the time that even I was extremely surprised.

In the police station, I didn't stay for long, and I didn't even finish listening to what Chen Hanzhang said to me, so I turned around and came out on my own.

Chen Hanzhang seemed to be saying that this group of people did not admit to being instigated by others at all.They just say that they are using the method of touching porcelain on the highway to blackmail passers-by.It seems to also say that an olive fruit was clipped with a slingshot and shot at Old Han's Audi.Said that the reason why they killed Lao Han was only because Lao Han's extremely uncooperative attitude of refusing to get off the car annoyed them.

They handed over the murder weapon with them.

They said that after fleeing for a few days, they really couldn't bear the strong pressure from the society and their own psychology, and they were willing to plead guilty to the law.

Needless to say, their license plates are all fake license plates with set numbers.

When I heard Chen Hanzhang's words, I seemed to be smiling.

Why I became so insensitive, God knows.

I believe that the truth will only come out after Zhang Wenqing is captured by Huihui Skynet.

But where Zhang Wenqing is now is still a mystery.

My heart is ashamed.

What if Zhang Wenqing is caught?Even if I personally chop Zhang Wenqing into meat sauce, so what?Even if I send him to the [-]th floor of hell and make him forever, will my old Han come back?Will you still stand in front of me with a smile?Will I be able to see him every morning after waking up?Can I still smell his warm breath at any time?

I am even very perverted, many times, a very strange idea will pop up in my mind.

I often walk among the crowd, and I often sing Qin opera opera loudly like no one else around.I wish Zhang Wenqing or his henchmen would show up right away when I was swaggering through the market.I even hope that when I am most awake, Zhang Wenqing will come out of the darkness and stand in front of me without a word, and then say to me with a green face and fangs, "Xiaohui, don't you love Lao Han? Don't you Are you so in love? Then I will do a good deed and give you a ride, and I will send you to see him right now! Let you continue to love each other on the road to Huangquan!"

I even hoped that Zhang Wenqing would hold the military thorn that pierced Lao Han's back, and it would also be stabbed at the same place on my back accurately, and at the same depth on my back!

I hope that the place where I fell is also the place where Lao Han fell!

In fact, to be more precise, I hope that the person who fell down that night was not Lao Han, but me!

Without Lao Han, the world would be dull to me.Even if Zhang Wenqing is caught, no matter what method is used to deal with him, he will not be able to get back my old Han, my lover named Han Jun. This is a fact.

Therefore, I don't care whether I can catch Zhang Wenqing at all.

During that time, what I was most passionate about was driving to Chishui Town.

On the way to Chishui Town, I often have a smile on my lips.

I ignored Lao Zuo's persuasive dissuasion at all, I would snatch his car keys from him, and then drive his car to Chishui Town without saying a word and smiling.

I parked the car on the highway, and I would sit on the barrier or directly on the ground, looking at the place where Lao Han had fallen, and sat all day long.

I sang songs one by one, operas one by one, the songs that Lao Han sang, and the operas that Lao Han sang.

Every song, every play, will let me relive those happy moments in the past, I will feel that Lao Han is in front of me, he will stretch out his arms to hold me in his arms, and I will hear his heartbeat You can also kiss his all-too-familiar smiling face.

This winter is very sunny. Every afternoon, the sun can scald my teary face and warm my palms touching the road.I don't care if the cold wind blows ice on my neck and back, I don't care how cold and hard the concrete road is under my butt.

I stretched my legs and just sat there.I don't care what the people in the passing vehicles think of me, and I don't care what words the Highway Patrolman uses to advise me.

They start by persuading, but later turn into impatient driving.They even threatened me, "It doesn't matter whether you are mentally handicapped or not, if you don't listen to our persuasion, we will punish you with the Law of Obstructing Road Traffic Safety and put you into administrative detention!"

When I saw their car approaching from a distance, I left quickly, and when they left, I would come back again.

Old Zuo said with tears in his eyes, "Don't go, Xiaohui, you have to be obedient, do you want me to be imprisoned with you in the detention center? Lao Han has already left, right? You just want to spoil It's useless for yourself! You have to face the reality, the days are still long, if this continues, there is no way out!"

I ignored him, and when he pulled my arm, I just bit him silently.

Apart from thinking about Lao Han, and reliving the minutes and seconds with Lao Han, I found that I don't know anything.

That day, old Zuotian got up before dawn to fry oil cakes, and at noon he rolled out noodles and said, "Xiaohui, today is the day when the dragon raises its head."

When he said this, I suddenly realized that winter was over and spring had begun.

Before going out, Lao Zuo lay on the window for a while, stretched his hands out of the window, twisted his face and said to me, "It seems to be raining outside, so don't go out and run around."

There has been no rain or snow this winter, and the streets are full of dust.

On February [-]nd, it suddenly began to rain.

Chen Hanzhang called suddenly and said excitedly, "Xiaohui, Zhang Wenqing has been caught! He has been caught! Tian Zhenzhen has also been caught, and there is a man who looks like Old Han among them! These bastards have been hiding in Chongqing At the home of classmate Tian Zhenzhen in Shapingba. The clues provided by Lao Zuo have finally been used! Now they are on the way to be escorted."

Zhang Wenqing and Tian Zhenzhen are all caught!

This is beyond my expectation, but it is also reasonable.If you do many unrighteous actions, you will be killed. Since ancient times, no one has escaped punishment for being extremely vicious.

I suddenly woke up. Since Lao Han was buried, I haven't even been to Lao Han's cemetery once.

Take the 910 bus in Panjia Village, and travel less than [-] kilometers to Bailuyuan Cemetery on the north slope of Nanjingyugou.

I raised my face.The sky is gloomy, the rain is not heavy, and there are particles the size of rice grains mixed in, which is very comfortable to hit the face.

Today is not a death day, and there are almost no people in the cemetery, and it is deserted.

I was thinking, how many years later, I will be lying here too?How many years later, or today?I was even thinking, would I be happy lying here?Will I reconnect with Lao Han?Thinking of this, I felt a little pain in my heart, a little itchy, and it was very useful, I smiled unconsciously.

This is a place where Nuwa is said to have been buried. The Eastern Zhou Dynasty and the Tang Dynasty were once designated as a place of good fortune and longevity in Shanglinyuan. Empress Wu Zetian also became a monk in the Taiping Temple here.The cemetery covers an area of ​​more than [-] mu, surrounded by green pines, cypresses, flowers, trees and fruit trees, pavilions, pavilions, rockery and strange rocks can be seen everywhere, and Bailuyuan is surrounded by clear water, it is indeed a treasure land of Fengshui.

Lao Han's cemetery faces south and north, on the top of a high slope, it is easy to find, and there is no need for a grave guard to lead the way.

Next to Lao Han's stone tablet, there is a dandelion with a long flower stalk, ready to bloom.

I squatted the flowers in front of the stone tablet and picked off the dandelion.

The black and white photo of Lao Han smiled at me in the center of the stele.

"Brother, is this your greeting to me?"

Lao Han didn't answer, but still looked at me with a smile.

The buds lie in the palm of my hand, and the stamens are tightly clustered together, like a sleeping head.The cold medicinal fragrance permeated the cold air, very tasty.

I caressed Lao Han's photo and touched his face in the photo, my fingers were cold.

I couldn't help but burst into tears. I couldn't help but untied my clothes, hugged the stele, and pressed my bare chest against it.

Ananda, a disciple of the Buddha, met a young girl on the road before he became a monk. Since then, he has been deeply in love with her.The Buddha asked Ananda, "How much do you love him?".

Ah Nan said, "I would like to become a stone bridge and experience 500 years of wind, 500 years of sun, and 500 years of rain. I hope this woman walks on the bridge."

Lao Han is not the woman Ananda loves, and I am not Ananda.

We are just two little people, and we will never become immortals, Buddhas and Bodhisattvas. We just recognize our emotions a little more seriously, because we will never be able to break through the cage of the word "love". We are willing to be tortured by this word, which is a test No expense spared!

Shili Pinghu is full of frost

Inch blue silk worrying about the new year

Protecting the Moon

Envy mandarin ducks but not immortals

I don't believe that if there is an afterlife, I will not continue to have my old dream in the peach blossom forest, and I don't believe that Lao Han will not wait for me in that old dream! 500 years of vicissitudes, the stubborn rocks will be covered with moss, as long as my heart is not dead, why should I be afraid to let Lao Han stay in my dream for another 5000 years!

Brother, let us forget about the vast sea, let us forget about the sun and the moon, in the next life, no matter which country or city you are in, I will not change my appearance, and neither should you, just let Let's find each other in the sea of ​​people, let us be together for life and life!

Brother, Liang Shanbo can die for Zhu Yingtai hitting the monument, why can't I, Hong Xiaojun, die for you, and then become a pair of butterflies with you?

Suddenly, a butterfly landed gently on my face.

I was startled, could it be that it was Lao Han who heard my heartbeat and came here in advance?

Looking up, it turned out it wasn't.I do not know when, the sky began to snow.

The snowflakes were very light, falling slowly from the sky one after another, falling on the hillside, on the pines and cypresses beside the road, and on Lao Han's tombstone.

A gust of wind blows, and large flakes of snowflakes flutter all over the hillside like white butterflies.Looking around, the hillside is like a stage, allowing the smart butterflies to fly around briskly.

Before I knew it, I took off my clothes and danced like a butterfly beside Lao Han's tombstone.

Brother, I'll follow you after the last dance for you.

Suddenly, there was a call from behind, and I recognized that it was Lao Zuo's voice.

Lao Zuo seemed to have fallen, he got up, ran over and howled, "Xiaohui, Xiaohui!"

A cotton coat suddenly wrapped me up.

"Xiaohui, what are you doing like this? You don't have to think about you, you don't have to think about me, you have to think about your second brother and second sister-in-law, they all hope that you can cheer up. Old Han is gone, but Lao Han lives in your heart. If you think Xi’an hurts your heart, I can accompany you to other cities, and I will always treat you as my own brother. I will accompany you until I am old, until I die !"

Lao Zuo hugged me from behind and cried loudly.

Brother, if I go with you now, Lao Zuo, what will happen to my elder brother who is close to me for the rest of his life?

Brother, it seems that I have to go on that date that I will never forget with you later. Before I go to the date, I have to find someone that Lao Zuo loves deeply. This is my responsibility.

Sitting on the top of the hill, watching Lao Han laughing quietly among the butterflies, suddenly a song slowly sang in my heart, that song has been lingering in my heart for a long time, yes, it is Gao Mingjun's " The Jungle Boys song.

ask me where i come from

一 个 你 不 的 地方

Ask me where I am wandering for

是 不 是 那 的 方向

I left my home to search the world alone

no tears no love no him

Leaving the old jungle for the young city

I carry an unknown fate

The neon lights are flashing to illuminate my loneliness

那 心情 实在 无法 甩脱

like drifting clouds covered with cold wind

在 风 中 是 的 回音

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