Fang Xiao rebelliously grabbed the little princess by the back collar, and dragged her to the side. Luo Linyuan struggled, but was no match for Fang Xiao, who played basketball all the year round, and was about to die of anger: "What are you doing! Let go! Fang Xiao, you are crazy!"
His words drew Fang Xiao's more violent backlash. He held the ♂boy's note between his fingers: "Who is crazy? If you give this ghostly pattern to a tattoo artist, no one will get a tattoo for how much money you give. The work is too embarrassing to put it outside.”
Lorraine was far unconvinced: "I don't need him to let it out, you return it to me quickly."
Fang Xiao: "No, no, Xiao Yuan, you will definitely regret it then, and blame brother for not stopping you."
Luo Linyuan raised his hand as if to fight: "I am older than you, who should I be, and give it back to me!"
Fang Xiao refused, and finally took Lorraine Yuan to the pancake shop downstairs of the tattoo shop, ordered a large pancake for himself, and ordered a strawberry milkshake for Lorraine Yuan, and asked him to drink some milkshake to calm down.
Lorraine took two sips of the pink smoothie, making her lips moist: "Is it really so dirty?"
Fang Xiao took a bite of half a pancake, and was happily chewing. Hearing this, he swallowed it with difficulty: "Don't mention how dirty it is, it's ridiculous! Tattoos are a lifetime thing, don't mess around .Where are you going to get tattooed?"
Holding the cup in his arms, Lorraine muttered softly, "Left shoulder blade."
Fang Xiao almost spit out the eggs in his mouth: "Did you be an angel with broken wings with your head on the ground in your last life, is that so wrong? Hello, big brother, it's 2019."
Luo Linyuan became angry from embarrassment: "What's wrong with me getting tattooed! Just get tattooed!"
After finishing speaking, he put down his glass, picked up his schoolbag and was about to rush. Fang Xiao quickly stopped this carelessness, and he stopped joking. He felt that Lorraine would never want to tattoo a boy on his body for no reason, and there must be a reason.
Under Fang Xiao's repeated questioning, Luo Linyuan still refused to speak. Yu Han told him that this tattoo is a secret, and it is not easy to tell others, how can he say it.
However, Fang Xiao has already thought of it: "You must not be because of Teacher Yu, I remember Teacher Yu has a tattoo."
Lorraine widened her eyes, thinking how Fang Xiao knew that Yu Han had tattoos, isn't this a secret? Was Yu Han coaxing him
Fang Xiao continued without waiting for him to ask: "But none of us have seen Teacher Yu's tattoo... Could it be...?"
Luo Linyuan held his breath, afraid that Fang Xiao would guess the truth, he regretted dragging Fang Xiao to embolden him, he should have come alone, this waste of time was spent on tattooing, and he got it done.
Fang Xiao stared at Luo Linyuan in disbelief: "Impossible!! Our cool boy, Mr. Yu, must have a boy on him too!! No! I can't accept it!!!"
Luo Linyuan breathed a sigh of relief, and said to himself, your cool boy, Mr. Yu, has no boy, but a lady, who got the tattoo only after being bullied.
Thinking about it this way, he felt something was wrong.
Although I really wanted to get a tattoo similar to Yu Han, I wanted to tell Yu Han that it's okay, this tattoo hurts you, but I will accompany you. The thoughts in Luo Linyuan's heart were quite romantic, but now that Fang Xiao stopped him, he became more sober.
Not to mention Yu Han's attitude towards that tattoo, it's not a good memory after all.
He followed suit with a tattoo, but instead of being consoling, maybe Yu Han would be angry
Because Yu Han doesn't like him, it's because he has a crush on him unilaterally.
This is not a couple's tattoo, so it doesn't make sense, it's just that he thinks it's meaningful.
Fang Xiao saw that Luo Linyuan was depressed and his complexion turned sour, thinking that he was making too much trouble, he slowed down his tone: "Is it really because of Teacher Yu?"
Lorraine drank half a glass of milkshake in one go, as if he had drunk himself and said, "Oh, don't talk about it, I won't get any tattoos."
Hearing that he was worried, Fang Xiao softened his heart: "Why don't we get tattoos, let's see if the tattoo artist can save the content."
Luo Linyuan was still sluggish, Fang Xiao said again: "Oh, if you really got the tattoo because of Mr. Yu, you don't necessarily have to get the same tattoo, your tattoo has the same meaning."
Lorraine wiped the icy water droplets on the glass with his fingers, and felt that the water marks were like the rain falling from his heart. This melancholy and grueling time of secret love.
If Fang Xiao knew his mental journey, he would definitely have goosebumps all over the floor, and he would beat him up again, and beat back the previous Princess Luo, the Flower of Gaoling. How can love be so blinding and forceful? !
Lorraine asked him, "What tattoo?"
Fang Xiao: "Zhenwen, are you sure, you really like it so much? Forever?"
Lorraine thought for a while: "There is no such thing as a lifetime."
Fang Xiao: "Then why are you still so crazy?"
Luo Linyuan: "Because I think it's worth it, I want to keep him with me. He is a wonderful thing to me, and it won't hurt to see him in the future."
Fang Xiao: "Is it really painful? Yu Han still doesn't like you, does he? Are you worth it?"
Lorraine said magnanimously: "I like him, but I can't force him to like me. Emotional matters are not so simple. It would be great if we could be happy with each other, but there is no other way."
Lorraine Yuan: "As for the tattoo, of course I am responsible for it, and I am willing now."
Fang Xiao: "But if you have tattoos, a lot of work is..."
Lorraine looked at Fang Xiao with the eyes of an idiot: "My family is super rich, why should I leave the family business and not inherit it and go out to find a job?"
Fang Xiao: "..." Damn rich! sour.
After the last two muttered and discussed, they finally went upstairs and arrived at the Scorpio tattoo shop.
They were greeted by a girl with extremely short shaved hair, black short sleeves, and flowery arms. She glanced at the two kids in school uniforms from behind the computer screen: "Tattoos? Do you have an appointment?"
Lorraine Yuan: "No appointment."
The girl said: "Big pictures can't be done now, and pictures have to be designed. You have to be optimistic about which teacher's work you want to choose, and you have to make an appointment with the teacher after the picture is produced. Only when you make an appointment can you make it."
Lorraine was stunned when he heard that: "Can't we do it right away?"
The girl pointed her hand inward, and there was a studio blocked by a silver bead chain. She vaguely saw someone busy in it: "A tattoo can be as short as an hour, or as long as half a day. I don’t even do it when I come here, and it’s a tattoo, not a haircut, so I’ll do it for you.”
The girl glanced at him meaningfully again: "After the appointment is made, a deposit will be given, and the order will not be refunded."
Probably seeing that they are students, they rush forward rashly, and they will regret it after a few days. The girl thinks these two children are too young.
Unexpectedly, Luo Linyuan was quite decisive. After he was optimistic about the tattoo artist, he added WeChat, transferred a deposit, and made an appointment on the spot.
The tattoo artist was still inside tattooing her arm, so the girl went in and asked if she could have a drawing tonight, and when she got an affirmative answer, she made a schedule for Lorraine on the computer: "At this time next Monday, you can come."
Luo Linyuan hesitated, because next Monday is tuition time, it seems that he has to discuss with Yu Han to adjust the class time.
He said yes, but the girl asked him again: "What do you want to tattoo and how big is the pattern?"
Lorraine Yuan: "I want a pair of fish to break the ice."
The girl has received a lot of people, and she has everything. She didn't say anything, so she typed on the computer for a while: "Colorful?"
Lorraine Yuan: "Yes."
Girl: "Think about it, the colored ones can't be washed off."
Luo Linyuan: "Since I have tattoos, I don't want to wash them."
When the fish breaks the ice, the ice and snow melt, and the spring has come, which is his spring.