228~229.

Imperial capital, palace.

In mid-April, the world warmed up, and there were naturally more butterflies.

At this time, afternoon.

A pair of girls were screaming from a remote courtyard.

"Brother Zhuang, your ideas and your skills are great, really great."

"I didn't expect Brother Zhuang's fingers to be so flexible and he was able to make so many moves, so powerful."

“Ahhhh~”

"I like you so much, I like you so much!"

Xu Xiaofu's eyes widened, his cheeks were covered with an excited and pathological flush.

She leaned against Xia Ji, watching Xia Ji use his fingers to pose various wonderful positions for the butterfly, and then slowly sealed it to make a specimen.

From outsiders' perspective, butterfly specimens are just to remove the butterflies from water, clamp them, and seal them up, which is very simple.

There is almost no difference in such butterfly specimens. The only difference is the difference between butterfly varieties.

Those with rare varieties are expensive specimens.

The popular variety is ordinary specimens.

But

In Xu Xiaofu's opinion, this is simply vulgar!

Specimens without stories are cheap!

Only with stories, twists and complex stories that can even touch people's hearts, coupled with perfect and flawless production techniques, can such specimens have value and be worthy of being sealed and exist in the most beautiful image forever!

But no one in the world understands her.

Everyone thinks she is a morbid, cruel, and witch who likes to play with human nature.

Even other witches feel this way.

But all of those people misunderstood her.

She is not sick, not cruel, and not likes to play with human nature.

She is just pursuing beauty, pursuing the beauty she once longed for but could never get.

She is saving the beauty that is about to become ugly, strange, and will be destroyed by this dirty world.

Afternoon,

Xu Xiaofu originally thought it was just an ordinary journey to make butterfly specimens.

Although she was moved by this human named Zhuangpan, she did not think Zhuangpan would truly understand the beauty of the specimen.

In her eyes, this child is still young, but when he encounters similar things, he has the same germination of thoughts as her.

However, this child is far from reaching her height.

but

soon

Xu Xiaofu's idea changed.

She thought that this human named Zhuangpan would only superficially select the most gorgeous butterfly, and then catch the butterfly and make a specimen.

She was wrong.

It's ridiculously wrong.

After Zhuangpan arrived at the courtyard, he looked at the many butterflies flying among the flowers, but he didn't say a word or take action. Even when she moved, he made a quiet gesture.

Zhuangpan was observing, and he observed for an hour and a half, and finally found the most story-telling butterfly from these many butterflies.

It is a story of a butterfly and flower that is dedicated and beautiful, and can even make people feel infinitely connected.

In just a short time, there is the bondage between butterflies and flowers, and the courage of the butterflies to fight against other butterflies for this flower, so all kinds of things

The most important thing is that this special butterfly has a slight incomplete wings, which makes people even more reminiscent.

While the banker was watching, Xu Xiaofu was naturally watching.

You can see the market, and Xu Xiaofu can also see it.

She was really surprised.

Because, she likes to do this, too.

This is her core secret, her core hobby.

She has lived for so many years and has never seen a second person with the same hobbies as her.

Then, Zhuangpan took action. He killed the butterfly in the most cleverest way, and then preserved the butterfly and the flower, and then maintained the form with the most clever way.

It was as if time had stopped at that moment.

The true essence of Zhuangpan's practice seems to be in the direction of flames, so the moisture of butterflies and flowers is quickly dried.

He was very focused, as if he was making the best items in the world, cautious and cherished. Every move was so wonderful that it was so wonderful that one more point would be redundant, and one less point would be not enough, just right.

Slowly, a specimen that could be called perfect even in Xu Xiaofu's opinion was born.

The shop carefully put the plate into the crystal box and then breathed a sigh of relief.

Xu Xiaofu widened his eyes and opened his mouth, saliva was about to flow slowly, and his flushed cheeks were accompanied by heavy breathing, looking at the human named Zhuangpan.

Xia Ji grabbed the box, turned around, handed it to the cute girl who was looking at him directly, and said gently: "It's done, I'll give it to you."

As he spoke, his eyes were still a little nervous.

Xu Xiaofu caught this uneasy and looked at him with a look of doubt.

Xia Ji sighed: "When I was in the mountains, I often liked to make specimens like this. I even spent days and nights quietly following the target.

Then, I made a beautiful butterfly specimen and gave it to my junior sister, and happily told her the story of the butterfly.

That's a really good story, and a beautiful butterfly

However, after listening to the junior sister, she didn't understand.

She held the specimen I gave her, and she actually said

This made Xu Xiaofu feel very immersive.

Her eyes lit up completely, and she looked at the boy in front of her quietly, waiting for him to continue talking.

Xia Ji sighed, but stopped talking.

Xu Xiaofu was stunned for a moment and said, "Brother Zhuang, continue talking."

A faint and painful look appeared on Xia Ji's face, as if it was a dusty past that he didn't want to be mentioned. Obviously, his relationship with his junior sister was not that good.

In other words, his junior sister's feelings for him are different from his feelings for his junior sister.

This completed another reversal of thinking, overturning Xu Xiaofu's original normal imagination of "senior brothers and sisters, seclusion in the mountains, childhood sweethearts".

Suddenly, she seemed to think of something, and her heart slashed keenly, and her long tight legs actually trembled with excitement.

No way.

No

No way!!!

She was moved by her own imagination, and every pore was excited, and even the tip of her heart was trembling with excitement.

She grabbed Xia Ji's hand and said softly: "Brother Zhuang, please believe me. No matter what you say, I am willing to listen. I will understand what you have. Please don't keep it in your heart. Please say it out."

But Xia Ji was still hesitant, and his eyes seemed to be filled with past events and stories that he didn't want to mention. He sighed softly: "Forget it, sister Xu, let's go back."

ah!

Can't forget it.

Xu Xiaofu looked at Xia Ji and was about to change the topic, and suddenly said, "Actually, I'm not a good girl."

Xia Ji suddenly stepped down and looked at her in surprise.

Xu Xiaofu said: "People I know say I am a little sick and even disgusting.

No! They didn't say it, but their eyes revealed the true thoughts in her heart.

Just because I like to make specimens

Just because I once frozen the corpse in the black ice and made it into the most beautiful specimen, hiding it in the ice and snow palace underground, they thought I was perverted

Brother Zhuang should actually be much better than me, right?”

Xu Xiaofu seemed to comfort Xia Ji, but in fact he put forward another proposition.

That's how women are.
To be continued...