When the national flag was raised early on Monday, Luo Linyuan, who was not the tallest, stood in the middle, looking for Yu Han in a blue and white school uniform, but he couldn't find it. He regretted coming to raise the flag a little bit, he might as well run away.
While the leader was speaking, his phone vibrated in his pocket. He took it out and saw that it was Yu Han, an obedient student, who sent him a WeChat message.
Yu Han asked him if he would make up lessons tonight, Luo Linyuan wondered if he had said he would not make up the lessons earlier in the morning, and he replied, "No."
Yu Han asked again: "Going to play games?"
Lorraine was a little guilty, so he put his phone in his pocket and didn't return it. After the leader finished speaking, the teams dispersed back. Luo Linyuan was talking to Fang Xiao. Fang Xiao asked him, "Go to the commissary?"
The two arrived at the commissary together, and Luo Linyuan had a hard time facing the ice cream in the refrigerator. Fang Xiao took the cream buns, small sausages, and a pile of dried meat, and said coolly when passing by Luo Linyuan: "Don't eat it."
Lorraine opened the refrigerator and took out a cream popsicle: "Do you think ice can be applied to sprains?"
Fang Xiao said: "Usually ice is applied within 24 hours. Now that it's been two days, it's better to buy medicine."
Luo Linyuan thought carefully for a while: "Go buy medicine at noon." Soon he said again: "No, I can't see Yu Han."
Fang Xiao asked him with a look of wonder, "Why can't you see him?"
Luo Linyuan took out his mobile phone and looked at the message. Sure enough, he didn't send it. He felt that he could feel a little bit of Yu Han's character now: "He doesn't want me to play games with you, but I'm disobedient. Go find him now. It’s just delivered to your door.”
He squeezed the ice cream, trying to get away with it and go to the front desk to check out, but Fang Xiao still found out, confiscated the ice cream, and stuffed him with a bottle of yogurt.
The farther away from school Lorraine is, the more nervous I feel, and there is a secret excitement of going to do something big.
He asked Fang Xiao to accompany him. Fang Xiao would definitely not refuse normally, but tonight is his mother's birthday, so he has to go back early and can't accompany Lorraine far.
Although Luo Linyuan was a little disappointed, it didn't matter too much, so let's go alone.
It was still the same small building, and the same short-haired sister, Jing Lin showed him the printed line draft, and asked him if he was satisfied with the size. If you are satisfied, stick it on your back and you can start.
Tuyo touched the size of a palm, and it seemed that it could almost cover the entire shoulder blade. Lorraine nodded, there is nothing to modify, everything is here, and it must be done well today.
Jinglin led him inside, it was a room full of wall paintings, with lights, a dark green bed, and a dark screen.
Lorraine took off his clothes and lay down on the bed. When Jinglin turned on the light, his whole back was shining brightly, and the two cute dimples on his slender waist caused Jinglin to whistle, and said in a serious way: "Your back is more beautiful than a woman."
Luo Linyuan blushed and retorted: "I'm a boy."
Jing Lin pulled the black mask over her face, and raised her slender eyebrows: "Who says it's not."
She pulled the chair to the side of the bed, and pressed his shoulder blades twice with her fingers in medical gloves. The cold and unfamiliar touch gave Lorraine goose bumps all over her body. He suddenly realized how crazy this idea was. For a clean freak like him, he actually wanted to accept chemical pigments piercing into his skin.
It's crazy.
Jing Lin put two types of needles in front of him: "This one is for tracing lines, this one is for color sweeping, and they are all disposable. Take a look."
Lorraine nodded indiscriminately, and said shyly: "Sister, can you help me get some clothes to cover my waist and stomach, I'm a little cold."
Jing Lin smiled, pulled the school uniform jacket over him, and asked him: "Do you want to use anesthesia, but the color will not be so beautiful after using it."
Lorraine thought to himself, since he is a big man, how can he be afraid of pain, although he is also a little timid.
Jing Lin said: "Well, let me give you a sum first, you can feel it."
Jing Lin has been in this business for many years, her hands are very steady, and the initial force was very light, Lorraine was far from feeling the pain, so she innocently said: "It's okay, I don't think it hurts, you can continue .”
In the end, when he was halfway through, he realized that it turned out that the drawing of the line was a trivial matter, and the time of coloring was the torture. Those beautiful gradient colors are all repeated sweeps and stacks. The skin that was originally pricked is already swollen, and the burning pain is superimposed by adding color over and over again.
After a while, Luo Linyuan burst into tears from the pain. He felt ashamed, and couldn't ask for anesthetic at this time, so he buried his face and endured the pain.
Jinglin likes to chat and distract customers when she gets tattooed. She asked Luo Linyuan's name, how old she is, which class she is in, and why she wanted to get a tattoo. It hurts more if you concentrate on it, why don't you just talk to me and spread it out."
Lorraine answered immediately, although he answered slowly. Sister Jing asked him, "Is there anyone you like?"
She saw that Lorraine Yuan's earlobes, the back of his neck and even his two shoulders were red, and she didn't know whether she was shy or reluctant.
Probably both. Lorraine said, "Yes."
Jinglin asked: "Is the tattoo because of her?"
Lorraine was far from denying it, and Jing Lin sighed: "You young people are more passionate than us."
At this time, the color of the upper fish scales was blue and white. Using the technique of watercolor petals, she said, "I have a younger brother who is also in your school. Maybe you know each other."
Lorraine made deep handprints on the green leather chair: "Well... who?"
Jinglin saw that he was really uncomfortable, so she stopped and said, "Let's take a rest." At this time, the voice from the tattoo room seemed to be coming, Jinglin smiled and said, "Cao Cao Cao Cao is here, his name is Yu Han, do you know him?" ?"
As soon as the words fell, she saw the boy on the bed suddenly stand up and look at her in horror: "What?! Which Yu and which Han?!"
At this moment, the door of the tattoo room was gently pushed open, and Yu Han appeared at the door with a bag in his hand: "Sister Jing, you..." When he saw the people in the room, he was stunned for a while, a bit dazed, as if he didn't understand Why would you see Lorraine far here.
Lorraine pulled up the school uniform to cover her naked upper body, her heart was beating fast, thinking, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh! How to do! ! Why is Yu Han here! !
Jing Lin looked at this and then at that: "Do you know each other?"
After Yu Han understood the current situation, his face gradually darkened, his eyes were very serious, and he was even a little angry. It was the first time for Jing Lin to see Yu Han so obviously angry, and she was a little surprised for a while.
Yu Han walked up to Jinglin and handed her the takeaway bag in his hand: "Sister Jing, go and have a rest, this is my classmate, we have something to talk about."
Jing Lin took the takeaway bag and said, "Okay, but be nice to my customers and don't scare them away."
When Jinglin went out, she closed the door intimately. Lorraine looked at Jinglin pitifully weak and helpless, wishing that Jinglin could take him out together, and put him in a takeaway bag.
Yu Han stood in front of Luo Linyuan, and the lights pressed his shadow on Luo Linyuan's body. He looked at Luo Linyuan's twinkling eyes: "Playing games? Huh?"
Lorraine didn't dare to speak anymore, she just retreated quietly, her feet were already on the ground, as if she was about to escape at any time.
Yu Han put his hands on his bare shoulders, stretched out his hands to grab the clothes covering his stomach, and ordered: "Turn around."
Luo Linyuan suddenly raised his eyes, struggled for a long time, and even looked at Yu Han pleadingly: "I don't want to."
Yu Han made a sudden movement and forcefully turned Lorraine over. The half tattooed pattern was revealed in front of his eyes, which almost hurt his eyes and hurt his heart.
Luo Linyuan's whole body was stiff, and his only hope was that Yu Han didn't know the meaning of this tattoo.
But soon, he heard Yu Han say: "Sister Jing told me that she recently took on an interesting job. The customer asked her to have a spring tattoo, but it was a picture of a fish breaking through the ice."
Lorraine's stiff back was slowly sent down, and he gave up on himself. He lay on the bed and buried his face between his arms. He muffled: "It's not what you think..."
Behind him, Yu Han asked in a suppressed voice: "What does that mean?"
Lorraine shrank himself even tighter, wishing he could disappear on the spot.
But Yu Han pinched his waist, forced him to sit up, and looked at each other face to face, Yu Han stared into his eyes, as if he had a lot to say, filled with extremely complicated emotions, always leaning out .
Luo Linyuan's eyes were red, he thought that Yu Han had already understood his intentions, why did he force him like this.
Holding back his tears, he said stubbornly: "It's not anyway, it doesn't mean anything, I just got the tattoo, don't think too much, this tattoo is not you..." You are not my spring.
He heard Yu Han sigh, as if he was helpless and entangled, and there was a feeling that he couldn't escape and admit defeat. He seemed to feel something, and when he went to see Yu Han, he looked a little stupid.
The next moment, Yu Han put his hands on his side, leaned forward, and kissed his lips.