324 beautiful snow butterfly

"Butterfly..."

Lin Meixue muttered.

"That butterfly is very beautiful, the movements are very light, and the color... It's so strange that it will change."

"Sometimes... it's pink and white, sometimes it's... It seems that the color is different every time..."

"The leaves of the big tree are getting less and less and more yellow... The purple vines are getting thicker and longer, and the small white flowers grow beige flower seeds... The big leaves have fallen out..."

Linghu Yuwei has finished what she saw in her dream, and Lin Meixue was still muttering "Butterfly..."

"What's the matter? Are you all right?"

Linghu Yu Wei opened her eyes and saw that Lin Meixue's eyes were blurred. She just kept repeating the "butterfly". She thought he was evil. She patted him a few times but still didn't respond. A glass of water was poured half on the curling aromatherapy, and the rest was splashed on his face. Lin Meixue finally came to her senses.

"Xiao Nuan."

Lin Meixue looked at her fixedly. At the moment he was sober, some kind of bondage on his body seemed to have disappeared, and he could say everything.

Linghu Yuwei raised her hand and interrupted him, "My sister's text message."

In the text message, Linghu Xiaoya said, "Meow gave birth to a son, seven catties and six taels."

Linghu Yuwei is not familiar with Meow Meow, but the birth of a new life is still worth being happy.

"What did you want to say just now?"

"That butterfly."

"Butterfly? What butterfly?"

Linghu Yuwei's face was innocent, as if the person who just chattered about the dream was not her.

Lin Meixue's rare tone was low, "The butterfly in your dream..."

"What's wrong with my dream?"

"It's me. That butterfly is me."

Linghu Yuwei sprayed out a sip of tea and couldn't stop patting the table and laughing, "Are you kidding me? Are you a butterfly? Do you think you are Zhou Gong? No, no, Mengdie is Zhuang Zhou, Zhuangzi.

"No, I'm really that butterfly."

With that, Lin Meixue stood up excitedly, and her body still trembled, which made Hu Yuwei a little stupid:

"...Do you mean to show it to me?"

"No, it can't be changed. I can't do it now. I have to see the child. The child is a tree."

"..."

Linghu Yuwei is sure that Lin Meixue is talking in her sleep. What kind of child, tree, and butterfly? Does he think this is making a movie?

Seeing that she didn't believe it, Lin Meixue was anxious and pulled her out.

Linghu Yuwei slapped him, "What are you doing? Where are you going this night?"

The door opened, and Wu Junlin, who was drenched in soup, stood at the door with a black face.

"Junlin..."

Linghu Yuwei turned her head and looked out of the window. She couldn't see anything in the dark. She pointed to Wu Junlin and asked, "Is it raining outside?"

Wu Junlin didn't answer, turned around and left.

Linghu Yuwei shook off Lin Meixue's hand and chased after it.

"Junlin, listen to me..."

"You don't have to say anything. I've seen and heard it."

"Junlin, you misunderstood. Can you listen to my explanation?"

Wu Junlin covered his ears bloodyly and stared at the elevator door.

"What...what did you see and what did you hear? Don't be unreasonable, okay? Meixue is my eldest brother. There is nothing between me and him.

"It's okay? It's okay. Will he come to you at night? Do you still turn off the lights when I come to you? Are you still pulling and pulling?"

Wu Junlin questioned with tears aggrievedly, and his hands still covered his ears.

Lin Meixue stood at the door with a blank face and looked at them, as if she didn't understand what they were saying.

"Did you turn off the light... Didn't you leave?"

Linghu Yuwei successfully changed the topic, although she didn't mean it.

Wu Junlin, who covered his ears, turned back with a guilty heart, pretending not to hear it, his eyes fluttering, and peeked at Linghu Yu Wei.

Linghu Yuwei took his hand away, pulled him away from the elevator, and said in a low voice, "You don't believe me."

Wu Junlin bowed his head and said humbly, "I didn't."

"You don't have it? Then why did you go and come back and come back? Linghu Yuwei's mother pulled his collar like a son: "Who are you trying to show yourself so embarrassed?"

"I... I want to come up. When I see your shadow, I... I want to see what you will do... Who knows it's raining... Then I'll come up."

"When did it start to rain?"

"After you go back from the balcony."

"So... you stood outside the door for a long time? Eavesdropping?"

Wu Junlin nodded and shook his head. "I stood for a long time, but I didn't eavesdrop."

Under Linghu Yuwei's sharp eyes, Wu Junlin bowed his head again, "I want to eavesdrop, but I can't hear..."

With a bang--" sound, Lin Meixue suddenly fell to the ground. Linghu Yuwei and Wu Junlin quickly helped him up and called his name while making an emergency call.

As soon as Wu Junlin hung up the phone, Lin Meixue's body in Yuwei's arms began to become transparent. The two looked at each other in surprise, and a thin layer of cold sweat oozed from their foreheads.

It became more and more transparent, which made Hu Yuwei feel that the weight in her arms was decreasing sharply.

Then, it turned into a butterfly.

Lin Meixue has really become a butterfly.

A colorful butterfly the size of a palm.

Wu Junlin couldn't close her mouth in surprise, which made Hu Yuwei's eyes wide. Although it was completely different from the butterfly in the dream, she could still be sure that it was the butterfly in the dream. It seemed that every time the butterfly appeared in her dream, it looked different, and she still believed that they were the same.

So... are they really making movies now? Is it a special effect that Lin Meixue suddenly turned into a butterfly? But isn't that in the later stage? How can such a realistic effect be achieved?

Wu Junlin has been completely dumbfounded. He can't believe the facts he saw with his own eyes. No, how can this be true? This must not be true, it must not be true. How can this be true! This must be fake!

Linghu Yuwei stood up and slowly walked to the butterfly. A part of her body seemed to be awakened and walked lightly.

Wu Junlin wanted to reach out and hold her, but he couldn't move. He wanted to stop her, but he couldn't make a sound.

Linghu Yuwei finally walked to the butterfly.

The colorful butterfly suddenly fell as if it had lost its center of gravity. Linghu Yuwei quickly stretched out her hand and finally held him and did not let him fall to the ground.

The butterfly tried to incite its wings in the palm of Linghu Yuwei. It tried several times but failed, and then he spoke.

"Xiao Nuan, put me on the ground."

Hearing the sound, Ling Hu Yuwei turned her head and looked around, but Wu Junlin stared at the butterfly in her palm, with a lot of fear in her eyes.

"Junlin, is this butterfly talking?"

She didn't find a third person, but Linghu Yuwei still didn't believe it. She asked Wu Junlin for verification.

Wu Junlin nodded, and finally could move and speak. He said in a hoarse voice, "It's him."

Then, Linghu Yuwei gently put the butterfly on the ground.

If Lin Meixue had turned into a butterfly before, Wu Junlin and Linghu Yuwei witnessed the miracle again.

The butterfly turned into a human again and turned back to Lin Meixue.

But... it's Lin Meixue.

Linghu Yuwei turned around with a red face, pointed to him, and asked Wu Junlin to drag him in.

A moment later, Lin Meixue followed Wu Junlin in Chu Chaoyang's clothes with a red face.

The atmosphere was obviously much more relaxed. I don't know what the two were talking about in the room. Wu Junlin was no hostile to Lin Meixue.

Linghu Yuwei looked at them and had a lot of questions to ask, but she didn't know which one to ask first. Moreover, her misunderstanding with Wu Junlin does not seem to have been clearly explained.

Wu Junlin waved his hand at a loss, "Xiao Nuan, I'll go back first and come to you tomorrow."

"Junlin..."

"It's okay. Let's talk first."

Seeing that he didn't look angry, Linghu Yuwei sent him out and watched him enter the elevator.

Wu Junlin smiled and waved his hand again, "I'm really going back this time."

Linghu Yuwei "hummed" with her nose and told her, "Go back and change your clothes quickly. Don't catch a cold."

"Hmm."

Then, Wu Junlin closed the elevator door and Linghu Yuwei turned around and went home.

In the living room, Lin Meixue pulled her clothes uncomily, like a child who was scolded for being naughty, with her head hanging down and blushing.

"Are you... really a butterfly?"

After what happened just now, Linghu Yuwei felt that she had to believe it, but she still couldn't convince herself. This is too strange. People can become butterflies and come back... Is this magic? Is it a trick?

"That butterfly is really me."

Linghu Yuwei clenched her hands and forced herself to calm down. She said suspicious words one after another. Lin Meixue answered one by one, and then Linghu Yuwei still didn't believe it.

"Is this fake? I'm just dreaming."

"Dreams always wake up."

"But... maybe I'm still dreaming now."

Lin Meixue suddenly looked up, looked at her firmly, and looked straight into her heart. Linghu Yuwei stepped back two steps, "You..."

"You are not dreaming."

Lin Meixue's tone was unquestionable, and Yu Wei nodded slowly, as if she agreed.

"I'm really that butterfly."

Linghu Yuwei nodded again.

"You are a vine."

"..."

Linghu Yuwei nodded and shook her head.

Lin Meixue took a step forward and wanted to reach out to grab her. Linghu Yuwei retreated one after another and retreated to the wall, with her back close to the wall, waving her hands incoherently: "You, you, you..."

"You are really a vine, and so is your sister."

"My sister? Linghu Xiaoya?"

Lin Meixue definitely nodded, "You two are wisteria from the same root."

"So...what about the big tree..."

"That's the child."

Linghu Yuwei was stunned by one sentence. What kind of child is there?

"The child is finally here, and I can be relieved, and everything can be told... From now on, we will not have any more to do with him."

"..."

The more he said, the more cautious he panicked. Linghu Yuwei regretted letting Wu Junlin leave.

"Xiao Nuan, do you know what happened later?"

"After, later? What happened?"

"That big tree is dead. The vine lost its host and died.

"..."

So, is twin wisteria parasitic on big trees? What's the matter with Lin Meixue's butterfly?