dance like a butterfly

What else do I need but love?What else do I wish for but a warm embrace?Besides Lao Han, what am I waiting for?

I don't want to cry, but the tears flow out by themselves, I'm not sad, really not, I'm happy.

Surrounding Old Han, stroking his back, his smooth back was shining under the light.

The face was next to his, and his warm face was full of masculine intoxication.

Such illusory and real, longing and reality are so balanced and harmonious at this moment, I kept pleading in my heart: God, just let me hold Lao Han like this, don’t have yesterday, don’t have tomorrow, just let the present be forever Just become now.

However, I know that if I want to become the present and keep the present, I have to tell Lao Han my conditions.

I still pushed Lao Han away, although now I miss his embrace very much.

"Brother, I know that you have suffered a lot of grievances because of others and because of me. I know better that you want me to come with you quickly and keep you company forever. I am really happy But, you have to know that you may sacrifice a lot of things like this, and you may be gossiped, which is the so-called gossip. So, you have to listen to me!"

"you say!"

"First, don't go to conflict with others because of me."

You can't argue with Chen Hanzhang, after all, it's Lao Han's original relationship that can't be erased.If Chen Hanzhang and Lao Han had a falling out, unless Lao Han would no longer be the village chief, unless Tian Zhenzhen would stop making trouble.As for Zhang Wenqing, I can't point fingers now, I can't tell Lao Han not to associate with him.Now, apart from their gay relationship, Lao Han and Zhang Wenqing are still inextricably linked.

Lao Han has no words, he is a sensible person.

I don't want Lao Han to agree to me now, I just keep talking, you Lao Han take your time to think about it.

"Second, don't delay your own affairs because of me. After all, you are still the head of a village."

Maybe I'm not that kind of good wife, but I have nothing to do with Lao Han, and I know the seriousness.

"Thirdly, I don't want to sell the house in Yuxiangmen right now. As for the house you have here, I will pay half of the money."

I don't want to take advantage of you, Lao Han, and I don't want to feel like I'm depending on others.Since I have the sincerity to be with you, I am obliged to contribute my share of strength, relatives are relatives, and wealth is wealth.You just want to send me, I have to be willing to accept it.

When Lao Han heard about it, he couldn't hold back his anger: "What's wrong? You still have a hand, are you still planning to give yourself a way to retreat? Thinking about getting awkward with me one day, retreat to your own position and go to the front line Defense?"

To be honest, Lao Han really doesn't plan to leave any retreat for himself now, he has already put all his eggs in one basket.In his mind, it is to take me into the track of his life without reservation.

I don't know whether Lao Han is taking risks, or pursuing an idealized life that he has been looking forward to.As for the entanglements brought about by this kind of life in the future, has he considered that he has a sharp sword and can solve them one by one?Was it his lack of consideration of the hardships and intricacies of gay life?Or are you overconfident about your abilities?

But, can I ask Lao Han that?What will Lao Han think after I talk like this?

I don't know how much confidence Lao Han has in our future.He won't be the kind of person who comes on a whim, let alone the kind of simple-minded person.What does the cohabitation relationship between gay feelings and reality mean to Lao Han?For the head of a village in the eyes of everyone, what does Lao Han really think in his heart, and how to deal with our future?The difference in personality between me and Lao Han, to what extent can we get along.Once my lunatic-like temper subsides, to what extent will you, Old Han, tolerate me?

All of these are like bombs, hidden dangers.

The paradise-like days we pursue are like ships floating on the water. When there is no wind and waves, they can hang their sails directly on the clouds to help the sea.And once the wind blows, Lao Han, can you hold the rudder steady?

Thinking of this, I almost lost confidence.

I lost confidence because at this moment, I didn't figure out Lao Han's psychology, and I just wandered around in my own world.

The former Peach Blossom Spring, the romantic consciousness that has bewitched so many lovers, is now flickering in my heart, circling like fireflies, ups and downs like bees and butterflies in love with flowers.

Who can stand on the high ground of my life, no matter how the world changes, and always give me the right guidance?

Who can let me open a secret book of "Guide to Gay Love", compare it with the textbook, and stride forward with Lao Han without detours?

Who can fulfill my ignorant past romance, let my love survive, and let my love with Lao Han grow wantonly in a fairy tale world that is not disturbed?

Who, can, let us sing and laugh all the way without the slightest scruples in every gesture in the future?

Doesn't it mean that every star in the sky shines and protects a designated person in the world?Then, the star envoy who has been shining on Lao Han and me in the vast night sky, the god who has always cared for love, can you control the eyes and jealousy of all the people in the world, and let Lao Han and me go all the way?Let our true love bloom freely and bear fruit freely?

I was numb, as fragile as an eggplant after frost.

"Xiaohui! Xiaohui! Xiaohui!"

Old Han seemed to be a hydrogen-argon lamp in the thick fog, calling me in a high and low voice.

"Brother!" The tears of joy just now had no joy in the slightest, and they changed color and taste in an instant.

I reached out and hugged Lao Han tightly.Like drowning, grabbing a straw.

Now, besides Lao Han, who else in this world can give me my dream and fulfill the desire in my heart?

Since, I can no longer live without him, since he, Lao Han, gave me sweet dreams, why should I ruthlessly smash my dreams into pieces?Can you taste the sourness like masochism?The desire to explore step by step can also coax me to move forward, and it can also make me look forward to the future with enthusiasm!

Old Han began to kiss me, kissing carefully, lingeringly, and passionately.

I hate Lao Han!I hate that he always gives me a place to dream, the dream is so strong and deep that I don't want to return to reality.

I hate Lao Han!Hating him made me always look back on the edge of selfishness, reluctant to hurt him.

I hate Lao Han!When I needed comfort most, he showed his warmth in such a timely manner, and dispelled all my haze.

Lao Han didn't speak, and let my tears drip down his face and roll down his chin.

After crying, kissing, and calming down, Lao Han got up and warmed a wet towel, wiped my face, threw the towel on the bedside table, and fell on the bed with his arms around me.

"Xiaohui, I know that you have used your brain when you said these words today. I can even imagine that even though you don't want to say some things, you still think from my brother's point of view. Brother is talking. Brother is not mistaken about Xiaohui, not mistaken!"

Old Han nodded on my lips, and his lips stuck to my eyes again, looking at me and saying.

The tenderness of Lao Han is like a movie in my imagination, how many times I have imagined it.When I really got it at this moment, I closed my eyes comfortably, and I wanted to feel the tenderness of Lao Han with my heart.I want to tell myself: Xiaohui, don't let Lao Han down, don't hurt Lao Han, let this kind of warmth last forever!Let me lie in Lao Han's arms and don't get up again.

I don't know, like my ambivalence today, how many comrades in the world have experienced that kind of indescribable pain and happiness, which really makes people tremble.Let every nerve tremble, and it's so ironic.I don't understand how much this feeling can reach in the realm of true love.

"Xiaohui, maybe your idea is right. But, brother wants to tell you, if you move here, as long as you move here, brother will not let people bully you again. As long as you are by my side, he doesn't care who , for you, you have to meet the guests for dinner! If there is a pot helmet for brother, you can eat pancakes; Gouging out his eyes!"

Lao Han is so confident, so swearing, with such a tone, even though I have some doubts, I am willing to be intoxicated comfortably.

If Lao Han is like this, what is it?Is it an oath?Is it a guarantee for me?

I am speechless, I am really speechless.

"Xiaohui, if you pretend to be brother in your heart, don't worry too much about money. As long as you like the house in Yuxiangmen, you can decide whatever you want. But you don't have to worry about our house!"

After all, Lao Han still cares about the house we are talking about now.

"That's no good. If you insist on asking me to live in vain, I absolutely can't promise you to move here! I also have my own principles. It's agreed, money, half of each person! If you continue to entangle on this issue, then, me and You didn't discuss it, each went his own way!"

No matter how rich you old Han is, it's yours. Even if you have a bank of gold and silver, I, Xiaohui, don't care too much.Besides, I'm not corrupt enough to be raised!I don't want you, Lao Han, to have the slightest contempt for me, Xiaohui. I'm younger than you, but I'm not so young that I don't know anything, and I don't even have any backbone.

I also understand the old adage of cannibalism.

I love you, I want to love you cleanly, I don't want to be polluted by the smell of copper.

Old Han laughed.

I don't care if you laugh at me for being pedantic or naive, but you want me to give in on some things, Lao Han, go ahead and dream.

"Okay, okay, okay, as long as we can be together every day, you can do whatever you want! You are a stubborn coward!"

Lao Han no longer persisted, and my heart calmed down.

Turning over, he pressed onto Lao Han's body, opened his teeth to close Lao Han's mouth, wrapped his furry mustache on his tongue, took a bite lightly, with a smile in his eyes, and waited for him to frown a little before let go of him.

I said: "Brother, brother thinks again!"

Old Han spat at me lightly, and said with a smile: "Bah! Then what are you waiting for, just take it if you want it, and you need to discuss the production of your own home!"