Chapter 176 Chemical Fiber into the Butterfly Soul 2

The night wind blew and gently swept over the man's face.

People are drunk.

There are more than a dozen empty wine pots scattered on the table.

The man was already drunk and lay on the table, muttering to himself something that no one could understand.

The cold night wind swept the man's back fiercely. He couldn't help shivering, but he still didn't wake up.

At this moment, a blue butterfly flew down from the dark night sky and gently landed on the man's wide back. It did not want to leave for a long time.

The butterfly slowly stirred its wings and stayed on Yang Dali's back.

Yang Dali in his sleep suddenly smiled, and there was a faint smile on the corners of his mouth, as if he had dreamed of something pleasant.

The butterfly flew up again and gently landed on Yang Dali's lips, as if kissing him gently.

At this moment, a woman in a light blue gauze walked towards the courtyard.

The cold wind blows by, bringing up the clothes to float, giving people a feeling of floating.

The woman quietly looked at Yang Dali, who was lying on the table, and then looked at the scattered empty wine pots on the table. She smiled bitterly and shook her head helplessly.

The butterfly seemed to be shocked and left from Yang Dali's lips and flew up, but stopped on Yang Dali's back and refused to leave.

Tang Saier looked closely at the butterfly on Yang Dali's back and wondered in her heart that butterflies could hardly be seen in this season. How could there be a butterfly in such a cold night?

Why did this butterfly stop on Yang Dali's back and unwilling to leave?

Tang Saier gently stretched out her right hand to the butterfly. The butterfly still stopped quietly on Yang Dali's back and seemed unwilling to leave. After a long time, it flew up, slowly flew to Tang Saier's hand and slowly stopped.

Don Saier looked closely at the butterfly, and the butterfly seemed to be looking at her quietly.

After a long time, Tang Saier smiled and whispered to the butterfly, "Is that you?"

The butterfly stirred its wings and still quietly stopped in the palm of Tang Saier's hand.

"It's you."

Tang Saier sighed leisurely and said softly.

"You're leaving, aren't you? Did you come to see him for the last time?"

Tang Saier's tone was full of regret and reluctance.

"It's okay to go, it's clean! You go! May you be born into a good family in the next life!"

Don Seer said with regret.

The butterfly gently flapped its wings and flew out of the palm of Tang Saier's hand, but refused to leave. It kept spinning around the sleeping Yang Dali, eagerly stirring its wings, as if to express something.

Tang Saier smiled and said, "I know. You are worried about him. I'm afraid that he will catch a cold if he has been sleeping here. Don't worry, I'll help him back to his room to rest."

After saying that, he walked to Yang Dali, helped Yang Dali up and walked towards the room step by step.

The butterfly flashed its wings and wandered in mid-air, following Tang Saier all the time.

Tang Saier finally helped Yang Dali back to **, took off his shoes and socks for him, and pulled the quilt beside him to cover him. Then the butterfly stopped and landed on Yang Dali's lips and did not want to leave.

"You should go."

Don Saier said softly.

The butterfly flapped its wings but refused to leave.

"Don't worry, I will take good care of him. Go ahead!"

Tang Saier said with a smile.

The butterfly slowly flew up from Yang Dali's lips and reluctantly circled around Yang Dali a few times. Then it fluttered its blue wings and flew out from the window. After a while, it disappeared.

Tang Saier stood by the window and stared at the dark night sky for a long time. Finally, she sighed leisurely and said, "Today, I will pity you. Who will pity me if I die?"

After that, he walked back to the room to rest with his heart full of things.

Late night, the cold wind swept over Deng Cai's back, causing a chill.

Tonight, he was pulled by several officials and drank some wine. At this moment, he was a little drunk and walked home slowly.

He walked back to the room, but when he saw that the room was empty, Deng was shocked. He immediately woke up seven or eight minutes and rushed to the room of the path.

There is still no one!

Deng Cai had a burst of doubt in his heart and ran to the backyard. Then he saw a small figure sitting alone by the well.

"Son? Is that you?"

Deng Cai slowly approached and asked carefully.

Xiaozi hummed gently. Deng Cai was relieved and slowly walked to Xiaozi's side and said, "What are you doing sitting here alone at this late hour? Come here quickly. It's dangerous. Where's your mother?"

"My mother jumped into the well."

Xiaozi slowly turned his head, his eyes were red, and he gritted his teeth and said in a low voice.

As soon as Deng Cai heard this, he woke up and trembled all over. He suddenly jumped to the well and looked at the calm water. He couldn't say a word for a long time.

After a long time, tears slowly flowed into his eyes.

"Dead, dead..."

Deng Cai looked at the well and muttered to himself.

"Good to die, clean to die..."

Deng Cai said softly.

Xiaozi raised his head and stared at Deng Cai with great resentment, thinking that if my mother died, you not only did not feel guilty at all! How dare you say such a thing!

"Good to die, good to die, I don't have to worry about her stealing people behind my back in the future..."

Deng Cai said with a smile, reached out to wipe away the tears on his face, pulled up the path and said, "It's late. Go back to your room and sleep. Don't worry, I'll ask someone to pick up her body tomorrow and repair her grave."

"No!"

Xiaozi suddenly shook off Deng Cai's hand and shouted angrily, "I won't allow you to touch her again! No one is allowed to touch her again! Just let her stay quietly in the well!"

Deng Cai was stunned, stared at the angry path for a long time, and finally sighed and said, "Okay, just do as you say!"

"That's what you said! You have to keep your word!"

Xiaozi said angrily.

"Son, Dad no longer has your mother, and we can't live without you anymore. In the future, our father and son will depend on each other for our lives. Dad will agree to what you say."

Deng Cai squatted down, hugged the path tightly, and whispered.

The path didn't say a word and stared at the silent well without blinking...

"Son, go back to your room and sleep."

Deng Cai sighed, gently grabbed the right hand of the path, and walked into the room.

Deng took Xiaozi back to the room, covered him with a quilt, and watched him fall asleep. Then Deng breathed a sigh of relief.

After that, a man quietly walked to the backyard, sat by the well, stared at the sparkling water, and whispered, "Wife, you left, finally left... Well, well, well... I will often come to see you in the future..."

sighed and said, "You and I are predestined. Although I have been your husband, I am a eunuch. I can never give you what you want. I hope we can continue our fate in this life..."