The tattoo shop had just been renovated and the light was very bright. Xu Zhinan could see every detail of Lin Qingye's body and face. Every detail was engraved in her heart at this moment, forming a mark that she would never forget.
It was just like what Lin Qingye felt after Shi Heng passed away, but he buried it deep in his heart and didn't express his apology or self-blame.
Xu Zhinan paused, then realized belatedly what the "inside" he was referring to was.
He and Xu Zhinan both knew why he quit in the first place and what kind of public opinion he would encounter if he wanted to enter this circle again.
After being apart for two and a half years, there is no estrangement between them.
He didn't speak for a while, his lips were straight, then he suddenly smiled: "I went to Uncle Wang's place today."
"today."
This was the first time she saw Lin Qingye like this.
It was as if they had never had that two and a half years of estrangement.
"Let's go home tomorrow." Lin Guancheng's voice was choked with sobs, "We haven't seen each other for a long time."
"No, this is the first time I've encountered this. There are more girls coming to my store."
She is still quiet and gentle, but also confident.
She had never seen Lin Qingye like this before.
Xu Zhinan was not in the living room. He took a few steps forward and saw her in the kitchen.
Xu Zhinan paused, then realized belatedly what the "inside" he was referring to was.
He had a crew cut and a face with clear-cut edges and corners, as if carved with a knife or an axe. Every line was sharp and neat. At the moment, he was leaning lazily against the door, with a lingering ruffian and rebellious air.
"It's okay, Nan. I don't blame you." He helped Xu Zhinan up, held her in his arms, patted her back again and again, and coaxed her gently, "Don't cry, baby. You don't have to say sorry."
have to.
At this moment, she seemed to see the Lin Qingye of the past, and also seemed to know a brand new Lin Qingye.
Lin Qingye paused.
This is the human world.
The night wind howled past.
"Is this your girl?" He spoke rudely, pointing his finger at Xu Zhinan.
This was the first time she saw Lin Qingye like this.
But no matter how difficult it is.
Early that morning, he took Xu Zhinan to the game hall of Shishijia all night and it was quite fruitful. He had ten pumpkin dolls in his hands.
The two and a half years have passed clearly and distinctly in Xu Zhinan's waist-length hair and Lin Qingye's buzz cut.
Xu Zhinan walked into the bedroom. She had kept the demo album well hidden, securely stored in a small iron box with a combination lock.
"Do you know the man in the tattoo parlor just now?" Xu Zhinan asked.
Xu Zhinan took a pair of tattoo artist masks from the shelf for him.
The man who just said he wanted a tattoo was very tactless and didn't notice the change in Xu Zhinan's expression. He kept talking and looked quite happy: "Hey, Brother Ye, you're out too."
The two walked back, crossed the path, and arrived at Xu Zhinan's residence.
Xu Zhinan paused, then realized belatedly what the "inside" he was referring to was.
In each of these “it’s okay”s, he seemed to see himself who was unconditionally loved by Xu Zhinan back then.
But Xu Zhinan didn't move. Her eyes were red and shedding tears, but she refused to go into his arms.
Lin Qingye's heart, which had been worn down and worn out by two and a half years, was softened little by little by Xu Zhinan's tears.
"Do you know the man in the tattoo parlor just now?" Xu Zhinan asked.
Lin Qingye said nothing and looked at him coldly.
Xu Zhinan's eyes felt hot and in a blink, big tears fell to the ground.
Xu Zhinan was finally convinced.
Xu Zhinan took a pair of slippers from the shoe cabinet and gave it to him, and poured him a glass of water.
"Hey." He responded, "Where are you now?"
"without."
The man was stunned, then he recalled the first sentence he said - before picking up a girl, you should first find out who the girl belongs to.
Soon, two bowls of noodles came out of the pot and were served on the dining table.
Xu Zhinan was not a tearful person before, and in the past two and a half years, she seldom cried because of this incident. She kept herself very busy running the store and forced herself not to think about Lin Qingye all the time.
Xu Zhinan looked at Lin Qingye outside the store. He tilted his head and looked at the sign with the name of her tattooed store - the two words "Nannan" written in a dragon-like and phoenix-like pattern.
But no matter how difficult it is.
Lin Qingye's heart, which had been worn down and worn out by two and a half years, was softened little by little by Xu Zhinan's tears.
Everything that happened on this day was so shocking.
After being apart for two and a half years, there is no estrangement between them.
Just as he was about to get up and leave, Xu Zhinan raised his head with red and swollen eyes: "Brother Qingye, are you still going back?"
He looked at Xu Zhinan, whose eyes were already red.
Xu Zhinan's eyes felt hot and in a blink, big tears fell to the ground.
Xu Zhinan walked into the bedroom. She had kept the demo album well hidden, securely stored in a small iron box with a combination lock.
He turned on his phone and asked, "Is your roommate getting married?"
Ouch…
Lin Qingye raised his eyes.
Lin Qingye took two sets of bowls and chopsticks into the kitchen and rinsed them simply.
He smiled, took it and put it in his pocket.
The man was stunned, then he recalled the first sentence he said - before picking up a girl, you should first find out who the girl belongs to.
The two walked back, crossed the path, and arrived at Xu Zhinan's residence.
He didn't say anything, and neither did the person on the other end of the line.
She raised her eyes to look at Lin Qingye, who looked normal, with no other reaction. She swallowed her words and said, "Do you often see people like this in your store?"
"Is this your girl?" He spoke rudely, pointing his finger at Xu Zhinan.
Xu Zhinan turned around and looked at him: "Have you eaten?"
With just one sentence, Lin Qingye returned to the past.
This look of Xu Zhinan is actually very familiar.
Lin Qingye raised his eyebrows: "What do you think?"
Xu Zhinan took a pair of tattoo artist masks from the shelf for him.
"Well, she has lived there for so many years, and she knows all the neighbors there, so she is used to it. My store is too far from home, and I go home too late at night, so I rented a suite there."
Xu Zhinan is indeed different now than before.
Murmur
If you hit hard enough, some people will be afraid of you. That's why the man in the tattoo shop was afraid of Lin Qingye.
He looked at Xu Zhinan, whose eyes were already red.
have to.
It's very contradictory. In fact, he still looks young, but something deeper inside him overwhelms his age.
"Where do you live now?"
Lin Qingye said nothing and looked at him coldly.
But at night, he suddenly appeared at the door and greeted her in a relaxed tone: "Ah Nan, I'm Lin Qingye."
Men no longer have any interest in getting tattoos. What fool would spend 800 yuan to pick up someone else's girl
Xu Zhinan walked into the bedroom. She had kept the demo album well hidden, securely stored in a small iron box with a combination lock.
Lin Qingye: "Don't you live with your mother?"
Lin Qingye sat down on the sofa.
Soon, two bowls of noodles came out of the pot and were served on the dining table.
"Brother Qingye." She suddenly called him.
He waved his hand and left angrily.
It was just like what Lin Qingye felt after Shi Heng passed away, but he buried it deep in his heart and didn't express his apology or self-blame.
Lin Qingye paused.
He finished the bowl of noodles in a few bites, and Xu Zhinan still had half a bowl left: "Do you want more?"
Only Xu Zhinan and Lin Qingye were left in the tattoo shop.
"doing what?"
He looked at Xu Zhinan, whose eyes were already red.
An ant cannot shake a tree.
Lin Qingye raised his eyebrows: "What do you think?"
He probably hasn't had time to check the situation on the Internet.
Everything that happened on this day was so shocking.
Lin Qingye is a legendary figure.
"There?"
"Meet a friend."
The man was stunned, then he recalled the first sentence he said - before picking up a girl, you should first find out who the girl belongs to.
He looked at Xu Zhinan, whose eyes were already red.
In the afternoon, she learned that Lin Qingye was released from prison, but she couldn't get through to him on the phone, thinking that he would never appear in her life again.
The two walked back, crossed the path, and arrived at Xu Zhinan's residence.
"It's the community over there." Xu Zhinan pointed in a direction.
But at night, he suddenly appeared at the door and greeted her in a relaxed tone: "Ah Nan, I'm Lin Qingye."
"rental."
He didn't say anything, and neither did the person on the other end of the line.
His cell phone was also in there. He turned it off after seeing Xu Zhinan’s post on WeChat Moments last night, and he hasn’t turned it on all day today.
"No, I'm full."
If you hit hard enough, some people will be afraid of you. That's why the man in the tattoo shop was afraid of Lin Qingye.
But Xu Zhinan didn't move. Her eyes were red and shedding tears, but she refused to go into his arms.
"You were the one who told me to believe you. You are Lin Qingye."
Everything that happened on this day was so shocking.
It was as if they had never had that two and a half years of estrangement.
With just one sentence, Lin Qingye returned to the past.
"Hey." He responded, "Where are you now?"
The man who just said he wanted a tattoo was very tactless and didn't notice the change in Xu Zhinan's expression. He kept talking and looked quite happy: "Hey, Brother Ye, you're out too."
He and Xu Zhinan both knew why he quit in the first place and what kind of public opinion he would encounter if he wanted to enter this circle again.
Xu Zhinan was not in the living room. He took a few steps forward and saw her in the kitchen.
"Go ask him for the album, but he said he gave it to you."
But when they separated, Lin Qingye had blue hair and she had black hair.
Lin Qingye sighed, took another step forward, embraced her, put his hand on the back of her head and held her in his arms.
"No, I'm full."
Xu Zhinan's eyes felt hot and in a blink, big tears fell to the ground.
"Um?"
The tattoo shop had just been renovated and the light was very bright. Xu Zhinan could see every detail of Lin Qingye's body and face. Every detail was engraved in her heart at this moment, forming a mark that she would never forget.
Lin Qingye just watched her cry, the relaxed look on his face gradually disappeared, he put away his smile, stood up straight, took a step with his long legs, and walked to her side.
When they met again, she had blue hair and Lin Qingye had black hair.
"Do you know the man in the tattoo parlor just now?" Xu Zhinan asked.
"I knew a little bit before, but I just didn't have the chance." Xu Zhinan pursed his lips, "You didn't let me touch it before."
He smiled, took it and put it in his pocket.
It was unknown how long they cried. In the end, a large area of Lin Qingye's clothes was wet. Xu Zhinan's eyes were swollen from crying, and only then did she come out of his arms.
The man was stunned, then he recalled the first sentence he said - before picking up a girl, you should first find out who the girl belongs to.
Xu Zhinan was not a tearful person before, and in the past two and a half years, she seldom cried because of this incident. She kept herself very busy running the store and forced herself not to think about Lin Qingye all the time.
Xu Zhinan looked at Lin Qingye outside the store. He tilted his head and looked at the sign with the name of her tattooed store - the two words "Nannan" written in a dragon-like and phoenix-like pattern.
Lin Qingye: "Don't you live with your mother?"
The two and a half years have passed clearly and distinctly in Xu Zhinan's waist-length hair and Lin Qingye's buzz cut.
Xu Zhinan was stunned: "How do you know?"
He opened his arms and whispered, "Come."
Lin Qingye lowered his eyes and his eyelids twitched.
Xu Zhinan's eyes felt hot and in a blink, big tears fell to the ground.
"Want this?" Lin Qingye asked.
He had a crew cut and a face with clear-cut edges and corners, as if carved with a knife or an axe. Every line was sharp and neat. At the moment, he was leaning lazily against the door, with a lingering ruffian and rebellious air.
Lin Qingye said nothing and looked at him coldly.
"Do you know the man in the tattoo parlor just now?" Xu Zhinan asked.
The man who just said he wanted a tattoo was very tactless and didn't notice the change in Xu Zhinan's expression. He kept talking and looked quite happy: "Hey, Brother Ye, you're out too."
"rental."
Lin Qingye said nothing and looked at him coldly.
An ant cannot shake a tree.
The moon slowly emerged from the thick clouds.
But she never thought of buying more houses. When Lin Qingye was not around, she always seemed to feel like she was out of touch with reality.
Lin Qingye sighed, took another step forward, embraced her, put his hand on the back of her head and held her in his arms.
Lin Qingye just watched her cry, the relaxed look on his face gradually disappeared, he put away his smile, stood up straight, took a step with his long legs, and walked to her side.
"doing what?"
"It's okay, Nan. I don't blame you." He helped Xu Zhinan up, held her in his arms, patted her back again and again, and coaxed her gently, "Don't cry, baby. You don't have to say sorry."
The man was stunned, then he recalled the first sentence he said - before picking up a girl, you should first find out who the girl belongs to.
Lin Qingye: "Don't you live with your mother?"
It was as if they had never had that two and a half years of estrangement.
The man who just said he wanted a tattoo was very tactless and didn't notice the change in Xu Zhinan's expression. He kept talking and looked quite happy: "Hey, Brother Ye, you're out too."
"Hey." He responded, "Where are you now?"
He opened his arms and whispered, "Come."
They hung up the phone after a few words. The father and son had no topics to talk about before and rarely communicated. After not talking for two and a half years, they had no idea what to talk about.
He looked at Xu Zhinan in front of him. She thought her hair was too long, so she tied it into a ponytail, high up, with a strand of it falling on her chest, sparkling blue.
Murmur
Men no longer have any interest in getting tattoos. What fool would spend 800 yuan to pick up someone else's girl
"Ah Nan." Lin Qingye looked at her quietly, "I'm not sure if I can still give you the life I want to give you now."
He didn't say anything, and neither did the person on the other end of the line.
He looked at Xu Zhinan in front of him. She thought her hair was too long, so she tied it into a ponytail, high up, with a strand of it falling on her chest, sparkling blue.
But Xu Zhinan didn't move. Her eyes were red and shedding tears, but she refused to go into his arms.
It had been so long since she had said this name that she was a little dazed when she uttered it. She repeated it again as if mumbling to herself, "Qingye-ge."
She lowered her head and tears fell directly into the noodle soup from her eyes.
"Meet a friend."
The tattoo shop had just been renovated and the light was very bright. Xu Zhinan could see every detail of Lin Qingye's body and face. Every detail was engraved in her heart at this moment, forming a mark that she would never forget.
Lin Qingye sighed, took another step forward, embraced her, put his hand on the back of her head and held her in his arms.
Xu Zhinan looked at Lin Qingye outside the store. He tilted his head and looked at the sign with the name of her tattooed store - the two words "Nannan" written in a dragon-like and phoenix-like pattern.
"Okay." He agreed quickly this time.
He laughed: "What kind of life do you want?"
"rental."
Lin Qingye's heart, which had been worn down and worn out by two and a half years, was softened little by little by Xu Zhinan's tears.
"I thought about it all night yesterday. I don't know much, and I didn't study well in the past. The only thing I have a talent for and interest in is music. I don't want to give up just like that."
Xu Zhinan struggled again, but failed to break free, and he held her even tighter.
But at night, he suddenly appeared at the door and greeted her in a relaxed tone: "Ah Nan, I'm Lin Qingye."
Xu Zhinan walked into the bedroom. She had kept the demo album well hidden, securely stored in a small iron box with a combination lock.
The dim and warm chandelier, the steaming noodles, and the lights of thousands of homes outside the window.
She cried in his arms.
He smiled, took it and put it in his pocket.
Men no longer have any interest in getting tattoos. What fool would spend 800 yuan to pick up someone else's girl
The night wind howled past.
"I'm vulgar, I just want you to be glamorous and beautiful, so that no one dares to make trouble for you wherever you go. You can buy whatever you want and do whatever you want."
Lin Qingye sighed, stood up and sat next to her, turned her face, held it with both hands, wiped away her tears with the pads of his thumbs, and said softly: "I won, didn't I?"
After a long while, there was a slight breathing sound from the other end of the phone, and Lin Guancheng choked up before he could even open his mouth.
"Then what?"
It was unknown how long they cried. In the end, a large area of Lin Qingye's clothes was wet. Xu Zhinan's eyes were swollen from crying, and only then did she come out of his arms.
She cried so much that she hunched her back and leaned on his legs, almost collapsing from crying.
Xu Zhinan retracted her gaze, closed the shop door, wiped her tears again, and walked to his side: "Do you want to go back with me first?"
It was unknown how long they cried. In the end, a large area of Lin Qingye's clothes was wet. Xu Zhinan's eyes were swollen from crying, and only then did she come out of his arms.
"Is this your girl?" He spoke rudely, pointing his finger at Xu Zhinan.
Lin Qingye wiped away her tears with his fingers and said, "I'm back."
Lin Qingye was sitting on the sofa in the living room. Xu Zhinan was standing in front of him. He reached out and held the album between his fingers.
Lin Qingye paused, recalling which time she was talking about, and chuckled softly. He pinched her wrist and pulled it away, then took the chopsticks from her hand: "I'll do it."
Xu Zhinan struggled again, but failed to break free, and he held her even tighter.
Xu Zhinan was finally convinced.
The two walked back, crossed the path, and arrived at Xu Zhinan's residence.
Xu Zhinan turned around and looked at him: "Have you eaten?"
It was just like what Lin Qingye felt after Shi Heng passed away, but he buried it deep in his heart and didn't express his apology or self-blame.
After being apart for two and a half years, there is no estrangement between them.
He looked at Xu Zhinan, whose eyes were already red.
Men no longer have any interest in getting tattoos. What fool would spend 800 yuan to pick up someone else's girl
It's very contradictory. In fact, he still looks young, but something deeper inside him overwhelms his age.
"Brother Qingye." She suddenly called him.
During those two and a half years, a cut was made on both of their bodies, but now that they have healed and the flesh has grown back together, it is impossible to tell which part is mine and which is him.
Now, Lin Qingye is 26 years old.
The tattoo shop closed early today.
She lowered her head and tears fell directly into the noodle soup from her eyes.
,
The man was stunned, then he recalled the first sentence he said - before picking up a girl, you should first find out who the girl belongs to.
In each of these “it’s okay”s, he seemed to see himself who was unconditionally loved by Xu Zhinan back then.
Lin Qingye didn't take it: "It's okay if I don't wear it now. No one should be able to recognize me."
"I believe you. I have always believed you." Xu Zhinan said softly.
The lion king stood up, and the distant mountains were shocked.
Lin Qingye didn't take it: "It's okay if I don't wear it now. No one should be able to recognize me."
The tattoo shop closed early today.
Everything that happened on this day was so shocking.
He and Xu Zhinan both knew why he quit in the first place and what kind of public opinion he would encounter if he wanted to enter this circle again.
She cried so much that she hunched her back and leaned on his legs, almost collapsing from crying.
He smiled nonchalantly: "What else?"
Xu Zhinan took a pair of tattoo artist masks from the shelf for him.
Lin Qingye let out a sigh of relief and took a bite of noodles.
He turned on his phone and asked, "Is your roommate getting married?"
The man was stunned, then he recalled the first sentence he said - before picking up a girl, you should first find out who the girl belongs to.
If you hit hard enough, some people will be afraid of you. That's why the man in the tattoo shop was afraid of Lin Qingye.
During those two and a half years, a cut was made on both of their bodies, but now that they have healed and the flesh has grown back together, it is impossible to tell which part is mine and which is him.
Lin Qingye: "Don't you live with your mother?"
Lin Qingye didn't take it: "It's okay if I don't wear it now. No one should be able to recognize me."
And the me on the cover.
The two walked back, crossed the path, and arrived at Xu Zhinan's residence.
He smiled nonchalantly: "What else?"
It is true that fewer people are talking about him nowadays, but no one has forgotten him. At least his fans have never forgotten him for a moment.
The lion king stood up, and the distant mountains were shocked.
Xu Zhinan insisted, so he put it on.
Lin Qingye sat down on the sofa.
Lin Qingye looked at the name on the screen for a long time, then said something to Xu Zhi, walked to the balcony and answered the phone.
Lin Qingye listened to him crying, and then said, "Dad."
Lin Qingye raised his eyes.
Lin Qingye just watched her cry, the relaxed look on his face gradually disappeared, he put away his smile, stood up straight, took a step with his long legs, and walked to her side.
Lin Qingye didn't take it: "It's okay if I don't wear it now. No one should be able to recognize me."
He probably hasn't had time to check the situation on the Internet.
This look of Xu Zhinan is actually very familiar.
Lin Qingye raised his hand and rubbed his scar: "Fighting."
Lin Qingye just watched her cry, the relaxed look on his face gradually disappeared, he put away his smile, stood up straight, took a step with his long legs, and walked to her side.
"I believe you. I have always believed you." Xu Zhinan said softly.
It is true that fewer people are talking about him nowadays, but no one has forgotten him. At least his fans have never forgotten him for a moment.
She cried so much that she hunched her back and leaned on his legs, almost collapsing from crying.
"I saw your circle of friends yesterday."
Lin Qingye is a legendary figure.
After being apart for two and a half years, there is no estrangement between them.
He opened his arms and whispered, "Come."
Lin Qingye was stunned and smiled: "I won."
She raised her eyes to look at Lin Qingye, who looked normal, with no other reaction. She swallowed her words and said, "Do you often see people like this in your store?"
Only Xu Zhinan and Lin Qingye were left in the tattoo shop.
She is still quiet and gentle, but also confident.
She kept repeating "I'm sorry" intermittently.
Xu Zhinan paused holding the cup, lowered his head, and sobbed again: "Liar."
He formed a band at the age of 16, won the Golden Melody Award at the age of 18, gave up all his singing jobs at the time and sang at the Olive Branch Bar for four years. At the age of 23, he graduated from college and entered the entertainment industry with "I Come for Singing". He won the championship as a newcomer, but was suddenly imprisoned when his future was bright. Now he is 26 years old.
She cried so much that she hunched her back and leaned on his legs, almost collapsing from crying.
Lin Qingye sighed, stood up and sat next to her, turned her face, held it with both hands, wiped away her tears with the pads of his thumbs, and said softly: "I won, didn't I?"
"I thought about it all night yesterday. I don't know much, and I didn't study well in the past. The only thing I have a talent for and interest in is music. I don't want to give up just like that."
"You were the one who told me to believe you. You are Lin Qingye."
After a long while, there was a slight breathing sound from the other end of the phone, and Lin Guancheng choked up before he could even open his mouth.
Lin Qingye was stunned and smiled: "I won."
Lin Qingye just watched her cry, the relaxed look on his face gradually disappeared, he put away his smile, stood up straight, took a step with his long legs, and walked to her side.
Xu Zhinan looked at Lin Qingye outside the store. He tilted his head and looked at the sign with the name of her tattooed store - the two words "Nannan" written in a dragon-like and phoenix-like pattern.
She raised her eyes to look at Lin Qingye, who looked normal, with no other reaction. She swallowed her words and said, "Do you often see people like this in your store?"
Lin Qingye raised his eyes.
It was as if they had never had that two and a half years of estrangement.
The youthful vigor and vitality of the young people are still vivid in my mind.
He smiled, took it and put it in his pocket.
Now, Lin Qingye is 26 years old.
His cell phone was also in there. He turned it off after seeing Xu Zhinan’s post on WeChat Moments last night, and he hasn’t turned it on all day today.
He looked at Xu Zhinan in front of him. She thought her hair was too long, so she tied it into a ponytail, high up, with a strand of it falling on her chest, sparkling blue.
There is no definite sense of age in him anymore.
When they met again, she had blue hair and Lin Qingye had black hair.
Lin Qingye sighed, stood up and sat next to her, turned her face, held it with both hands, wiped away her tears with the pads of his thumbs, and said softly: "I won, didn't I?"
It's very contradictory. In fact, he still looks young, but something deeper inside him overwhelms his age.
Lin Qingye sighed, took another step forward, embraced her, put his hand on the back of her head and held her in his arms.
Lin Qingye's heart, which had been worn down and worn out by two and a half years, was softened little by little by Xu Zhinan's tears.
Her apartment obviously did not have the grandeur of Lin Qingye's, but she ran it very cozy. There was a flower stand on the balcony, and the living room was clean and tidy, with a decorative painting hanging on the wall.
It was as if they had never had that two and a half years of estrangement.
He and Xu Zhinan both knew why he quit in the first place and what kind of public opinion he would encounter if he wanted to enter this circle again.
I heard her say, "You can live with me."
Xu Zhinan retracted her gaze, closed the shop door, wiped her tears again, and walked to his side: "Do you want to go back with me first?"
"I don't know if it will succeed, but I want to try again." Lin Qingye looked at her and smiled, "It can be regarded as an explanation to you."
He had a crew cut and a face with clear-cut edges and corners, as if carved with a knife or an axe. Every line was sharp and neat. At the moment, he was leaning lazily against the door, with a lingering ruffian and rebellious air.
The two walked back, crossed the path, and arrived at Xu Zhinan's residence.
"Where do you live now?"
Xu Zhinan was not in the living room. He took a few steps forward and saw her in the kitchen.
But no matter how difficult it is.
"It's the community over there." Xu Zhinan pointed in a direction.
Xu Zhinan was stunned for a moment, and suddenly understood what he meant: "Do you want to start over?"
Xu Zhinan turned around and looked at him: "Have you eaten?"
Early that morning, he took Xu Zhinan to the game hall of Shishijia all night and it was quite fruitful. He had ten pumpkin dolls in his hands.
"Brother Qingye." She suddenly called him.
He smiled, took it and put it in his pocket.
She cried until she was almost exhausted and had no strength to clear the table.
Lin Qingye raised his hand and rubbed his scar: "Fighting."
"bought?"
Xu Zhinan took a pair of slippers from the shoe cabinet and gave it to him, and poured him a glass of water.
He smiled nonchalantly: "What else?"
Lin Qingye sat down on the sofa.
She cried so much that she hunched her back and leaned on his legs, almost collapsing from crying.
But when they separated, Lin Qingye had blue hair and she had black hair.
"today."
"rental."
Lin Qingye: "Don't you live with your mother?"
He didn't say anything, and neither did the person on the other end of the line.
Xu Zhinan has saved some money over the years. Her tattoos are very expensive now, and her business is good after her shop became famous. Although she has recently invested most of her money in expanding and renovating the store, she still has enough money for a down payment on a house in an ordinary area if she really wants to buy one.
But when they separated, Lin Qingye had blue hair and she had black hair.
Lin Qingye took two sets of bowls and chopsticks into the kitchen and rinsed them simply.
But she never thought of buying more houses. When Lin Qingye was not around, she always seemed to feel like she was out of touch with reality.
And the me on the cover.
Xu Zhinan insisted, so he put it on.
"I don't know either, but you must be one of them." Xu Zhinan asked again, "Then what kind of life do you want to give me?"
Lin Qingye: "Don't you live with your mother?"
The moon slowly emerged from the thick clouds.
Xu Zhinan took a pair of tattoo artist masks from the shelf for him.
She lowered her head and tears fell directly into the noodle soup from her eyes.
"rental."
"Well, she has lived there for so many years, and she knows all the neighbors there, so she is used to it. My store is too far from home, and I go home too late at night, so I rented a suite there."
As soon as he finished speaking, his phone turned on and a missed call notification popped up. Then the screen jumped again, and Lin Guancheng called.
"I thought about it all night yesterday. I don't know much, and I didn't study well in the past. The only thing I have a talent for and interest in is music. I don't want to give up just like that."
"I knew a little bit before, but I just didn't have the chance." Xu Zhinan pursed his lips, "You didn't let me touch it before."
"Hey." He responded, "Where are you now?"
Everything that happened on this day was so shocking.
She explained everything to him in detail and wanted to make up for the past two and a half years, but she had just cried and her voice was trembling.
"bought?"
Lin Qingye's heart, which had been worn down and worn out by two and a half years, was softened little by little by Xu Zhinan's tears.
He smiled nonchalantly: "What else?"
She is still quiet and gentle, but also confident.
"Let's go home tomorrow." Lin Guancheng's voice was choked with sobs, "We haven't seen each other for a long time."
Lin Qingye raised his eyebrows: "What do you think?"
The two walked back, crossed the path, and arrived at Xu Zhinan's residence.
"Then what?"
If you hit hard enough, some people will be afraid of you. That's why the man in the tattoo shop was afraid of Lin Qingye.
"without."
After being apart for two and a half years, there is no estrangement between them.
He had a crew cut and a face with clear-cut edges and corners, as if carved with a knife or an axe. Every line was sharp and neat. At the moment, he was leaning lazily against the door, with a lingering ruffian and rebellious air.
Lin Qingye just watched her cry, the relaxed look on his face gradually disappeared, he put away his smile, stood up straight, took a step with his long legs, and walked to her side.
"Want this?" Lin Qingye asked.
Her apartment obviously did not have the grandeur of Lin Qingye's, but she ran it very cozy. There was a flower stand on the balcony, and the living room was clean and tidy, with a decorative painting hanging on the wall.
When Lin Qingye first entered the company, many people disliked him because of his face.
Lin Qingye paused, recalling which time she was talking about, and chuckled softly. He pinched her wrist and pulled it away, then took the chopsticks from her hand: "I'll do it."
As soon as he finished speaking, his phone turned on and a missed call notification popped up. Then the screen jumped again, and Lin Guancheng called.
Lin Qingye wiped away her tears with his fingers and said, "I'm back."
"I don't know either, but you must be one of them." Xu Zhinan asked again, "Then what kind of life do you want to give me?"
Lin Qingye wiped away her tears with his fingers and said, "I'm back."
Lin Qingye's heart, which had been worn down and worn out by two and a half years, was softened little by little by Xu Zhinan's tears.
"Well, she has lived there for so many years, and she knows all the neighbors there, so she is used to it. My store is too far from home, and I go home too late at night, so I rented a suite there."
Xu Zhinan took a pair of slippers from the shoe cabinet and gave it to him, and poured him a glass of water.
"without."
Lin Qingye paused.
When they met again, she had blue hair and Lin Qingye had black hair.
Lin Qingye sat down on the sofa.
He waved his hand and left angrily.
"Then what?"
Xu Zhinan looked at Lin Qingye outside the store. He tilted his head and looked at the sign with the name of her tattooed store - the two words "Nannan" written in a dragon-like and phoenix-like pattern.
"Do you know the man in the tattoo parlor just now?" Xu Zhinan asked.
He waved his hand and left angrily.
Xu Zhinan sat on the single sofa next to him and suddenly asked, "When did you come out?"
Lin Qingye raised his eyes.
She cried until she was almost exhausted and had no strength to clear the table.
She lowered her head and tears fell directly into the noodle soup from her eyes.
"I believe you. I have always believed you." Xu Zhinan said softly.
,
They hung up the phone after a few words. The father and son had no topics to talk about before and rarely communicated. After not talking for two and a half years, they had no idea what to talk about.
"But only you can give me the life I want." Xu Zhinan said.
"today."
He smiled nonchalantly: "What else?"
"I believe you. I have always believed you." Xu Zhinan said softly.
"I saw your circle of friends yesterday."
Xu Zhinan's eyes turned red again: "Did you win?"
He looked at Xu Zhinan in front of him. She thought her hair was too long, so she tied it into a ponytail, high up, with a strand of it falling on her chest, sparkling blue.
If you hit hard enough, some people will be afraid of you. That's why the man in the tattoo shop was afraid of Lin Qingye.
This look of Xu Zhinan is actually very familiar.
Xu Zhinan took a pair of slippers from the shoe cabinet and gave it to him, and poured him a glass of water.
Xu Zhinan paused holding the cup, lowered his head, and sobbed again: "Liar."
"No, I'm full."
"It's okay, Nan. I don't blame you." He helped Xu Zhinan up, held her in his arms, patted her back again and again, and coaxed her gently, "Don't cry, baby. You don't have to say sorry."
Xu Zhinan was finally convinced.
Now, Lin Qingye is 26 years old.
"Go ask him for the album, but he said he gave it to you."
Xu Zhinan was not in the living room. He took a few steps forward and saw her in the kitchen.
Xu Zhinan was stunned: "How do you know?"
"Ah Nan." Lin Qingye looked at her quietly, "I'm not sure if I can still give you the life I want to give you now."
In that kind of place, people are sent there only because they have done bad things. Most of them have bad tempers and conflicts between them often occur.
"It's the community over there." Xu Zhinan pointed in a direction.
"But only you can give me the life I want." Xu Zhinan said.
"I'm sorry." She hunched over, covering her face with her hands and sobbing, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Qingye brother, I'm sorry."
He laughed: "What kind of life do you want?"
Lin Qingye is a legendary figure.
He laughed: "What kind of life do you want?"
Their eyes met.
Lin Qingye lowered his eyes and his eyelids twitched.
She had never seen Lin Qingye like this before.
This was the first time she saw Lin Qingye like this.
Lin Qingye raised his eyebrows: "What do you think?"
Lin Qingye's heart, which had been worn down and worn out by two and a half years, was softened little by little by Xu Zhinan's tears.
"Is this your girl?" He spoke rudely, pointing his finger at Xu Zhinan.
Their eyes met.
"Ah Nan." Lin Qingye looked at her quietly, "I'm not sure if I can still give you the life I want to give you now."
The moon slowly emerged from the thick clouds.
"Me neither, I'm just cooking some noodles."
"Um?"
Her apartment obviously did not have the grandeur of Lin Qingye's, but she ran it very cozy. There was a flower stand on the balcony, and the living room was clean and tidy, with a decorative painting hanging on the wall.
Xu Zhinan paused holding the cup, lowered his head, and sobbed again: "Liar."
He laughed: "What kind of life do you want?"
"I'm sorry." She hunched over, covering her face with her hands and sobbing, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Qingye brother, I'm sorry."
Lin Qingye listened to him crying, and then said, "Dad."
It's very contradictory. In fact, he still looks young, but something deeper inside him overwhelms his age.
Lin Qingye didn't take it: "It's okay if I don't wear it now. No one should be able to recognize me."
She cried until she was almost exhausted and had no strength to clear the table.
"Is this your girl?" He spoke rudely, pointing his finger at Xu Zhinan.
"No, this is the first time I've encountered this. There are more girls coming to my store."
She is still quiet and gentle, but also confident.
"I don't know either, but you must be one of them." Xu Zhinan asked again, "Then what kind of life do you want to give me?"
"No, this is the first time I've encountered this. There are more girls coming to my store."
He had a crew cut and a face with clear-cut edges and corners, as if carved with a knife or an axe. Every line was sharp and neat. At the moment, he was leaning lazily against the door, with a lingering ruffian and rebellious air.
The two and a half years have passed clearly and distinctly in Xu Zhinan's waist-length hair and Lin Qingye's buzz cut.
Xu Zhinan was not in the living room. He took a few steps forward and saw her in the kitchen.
"I'm vulgar, I just want you to be glamorous and beautiful, so that no one dares to make trouble for you wherever you go. You can buy whatever you want and do whatever you want."
He looked at Xu Zhinan in front of him. She thought her hair was too long, so she tied it into a ponytail, high up, with a strand of it falling on her chest, sparkling blue.
The two and a half years have passed clearly and distinctly in Xu Zhinan's waist-length hair and Lin Qingye's buzz cut.
He and Xu Zhinan both knew why he quit in the first place and what kind of public opinion he would encounter if he wanted to enter this circle again.
Lin Qingye raised his eyebrows: "What do you think?"
He laughed: "What kind of life do you want?"
It was getting late, so Lin Qingye took out the album, took a look at it, and put it back.
She cried until she was almost exhausted and had no strength to clear the table.
He didn't speak for a while, his lips were straight, then he suddenly smiled: "I went to Uncle Wang's place today."
Xu Zhinan curled his lips and said, "It sounds pretty good."
"I thought about it all night yesterday. I don't know much, and I didn't study well in the past. The only thing I have a talent for and interest in is music. I don't want to give up just like that."
"Brother Qingye." She suddenly called him.
Lin Qingye raised his eyes.
"Then what?"
The man who just said he wanted a tattoo was very tactless and didn't notice the change in Xu Zhinan's expression. He kept talking and looked quite happy: "Hey, Brother Ye, you're out too."
Lin Qingye said nothing and looked at him coldly.
"Is this your girl?" He spoke rudely, pointing his finger at Xu Zhinan.
Xu Zhinan looked at Lin Qingye outside the store. He tilted his head and looked at the sign with the name of her tattooed store - the two words "Nannan" written in a dragon-like and phoenix-like pattern.
"I knew a little bit before, but I just didn't have the chance." Xu Zhinan pursed his lips, "You didn't let me touch it before."
Xu Zhinan is indeed different now than before.
He turned on his phone and asked, "Is your roommate getting married?"
Lin Qingye listened to him crying, and then said, "Dad."
"Brother Qingye." She suddenly called him.
This look of Xu Zhinan is actually very familiar.
Xu Zhinan insisted, so he put it on.
It's very contradictory. In fact, he still looks young, but something deeper inside him overwhelms his age.
Xu Zhinan is indeed different now than before.
He looked at Xu Zhinan in front of him. She thought her hair was too long, so she tied it into a ponytail, high up, with a strand of it falling on her chest, sparkling blue.
In that kind of place, people are sent there only because they have done bad things. Most of them have bad tempers and conflicts between them often occur.
It had been so long since she had said this name that she was a little dazed when she uttered it. She repeated it again as if mumbling to herself, "Qingye-ge."
She is still quiet and gentle, but also confident.
Xu Zhinan was stunned: "How do you know?"
Lin Qingye sighed, took another step forward, embraced her, put his hand on the back of her head and held her in his arms.
"No, I'm full."
Xu Zhinan sat on the single sofa next to him and suddenly asked, "When did you come out?"
Only Xu Zhinan and Lin Qingye were left in the tattoo shop.
He waved his hand and left angrily.
"Brother Qingye." She suddenly called him.
"Want this?" Lin Qingye asked.
"No, I'm full."
Lin Qingye raised his eyebrows: "What do you think?"
During those two and a half years, a cut was made on both of their bodies, but now that they have healed and the flesh has grown back together, it is impossible to tell which part is mine and which is him.
"Brother Qingye." She suddenly called him.
In each of these “it’s okay”s, he seemed to see himself who was unconditionally loved by Xu Zhinan back then.
During those two and a half years, a cut was made on both of their bodies, but now that they have healed and the flesh has grown back together, it is impossible to tell which part is mine and which is him.
"without."
"Is this your girl?" He spoke rudely, pointing his finger at Xu Zhinan.
"I believe you. I have always believed you." Xu Zhinan said softly.
As soon as he finished speaking, his phone turned on and a missed call notification popped up. Then the screen jumped again, and Lin Guancheng called.
Lin Qingye let out a sigh of relief and took a bite of noodles.
It had been so long since she had said this name that she was a little dazed when she uttered it. She repeated it again as if mumbling to herself, "Qingye-ge."
Lin Qingye listened to him crying, and then said, "Dad."
In each of these “it’s okay”s, he seemed to see himself who was unconditionally loved by Xu Zhinan back then.
Lin Qingye raised his eyes.
After a long while, there was a slight breathing sound from the other end of the phone, and Lin Guancheng choked up before he could even open his mouth.
"Um?"
The lion king stood up, and the distant mountains were shocked.
Xu Zhinan took a pair of slippers from the shoe cabinet and gave it to him, and poured him a glass of water.
He looked at Xu Zhinan, whose eyes were already red.
Xu Zhinan was not a tearful person before, and in the past two and a half years, she seldom cried because of this incident. She kept herself very busy running the store and forced herself not to think about Lin Qingye all the time.
He turned on his phone and asked, "Is your roommate getting married?"
He and Xu Zhinan both knew why he quit in the first place and what kind of public opinion he would encounter if he wanted to enter this circle again.
When they met again, she had blue hair and Lin Qingye had black hair.
"You were the one who told me to believe you. You are Lin Qingye."
It had been so long since she had said this name that she was a little dazed when she uttered it. She repeated it again as if mumbling to herself, "Qingye-ge."
The youthful vigor and vitality of the young people are still vivid in my mind.
"doing what?"
Lin Qingye pushed open the balcony door and walked in again.
Xu Zhinan curled his lips and said, "It sounds pretty good."
With just one sentence, Lin Qingye returned to the past.
"rental."
Just as he was about to get up and leave, Xu Zhinan raised his head with red and swollen eyes: "Brother Qingye, are you still going back?"
"I'm vulgar, I just want you to be glamorous and beautiful, so that no one dares to make trouble for you wherever you go. You can buy whatever you want and do whatever you want."
Now, Lin Qingye is 26 years old.
"Go ask him for the album, but he said he gave it to you."
Lin Qingye paused.
Early that morning, he took Xu Zhinan to the game hall of Shishijia all night and it was quite fruitful. He had ten pumpkin dolls in his hands.
Lin Qingye: "Don't you live with your mother?"
When Lin Qingye first entered the company, many people disliked him because of his face.
She explained everything to him in detail and wanted to make up for the past two and a half years, but she had just cried and her voice was trembling.
And the me on the cover.
The youthful vigor and vitality of the young people are still vivid in my mind.
Xu Zhinan sat on the single sofa next to him and suddenly asked, "When did you come out?"
In that kind of place, people are sent there only because they have done bad things. Most of them have bad tempers and conflicts between them often occur.
Lin Qingye pushed open the balcony door and walked in again.
When they met again, she had blue hair and Lin Qingye had black hair.
She is still quiet and gentle, but also confident.
"Brother Qingye." She suddenly called him.
"I believe you. I have always believed you." Xu Zhinan said softly.
She raised her eyes to look at Lin Qingye, who looked normal, with no other reaction. She swallowed her words and said, "Do you often see people like this in your store?"
Xu Zhinan is indeed different now than before.
There is no definite sense of age in him anymore.
He didn't speak for a while, his lips were straight, then he suddenly smiled: "I went to Uncle Wang's place today."
Xu Zhinan was stunned for a moment, and suddenly understood what he meant: "Do you want to start over?"
The night wind howled past.
He didn't say anything, and neither did the person on the other end of the line.
"Then what?"
With just one sentence, Lin Qingye returned to the past.
Lin Qingye looked at the name on the screen for a long time, then said something to Xu Zhi, walked to the balcony and answered the phone.
It is true that fewer people are talking about him nowadays, but no one has forgotten him. At least his fans have never forgotten him for a moment.
Murmur
"Where do you live now?"
Lin Qingye sat down on the sofa.
"But only you can give me the life I want." Xu Zhinan said.
His cell phone was also in there. He turned it off after seeing Xu Zhinan’s post on WeChat Moments last night, and he hasn’t turned it on all day today.
"Go ask him for the album, but he said he gave it to you."
"Um?"
"Yes, I know him inside."
Xu Zhinan insisted, so he put it on.
Xu Zhinan was stunned for a moment, and suddenly understood what he meant: "Do you want to start over?"
Xu Zhinan looked at Lin Qingye outside the store. He tilted his head and looked at the sign with the name of her tattooed store - the two words "Nannan" written in a dragon-like and phoenix-like pattern.
The tattoo shop had just been renovated and the light was very bright. Xu Zhinan could see every detail of Lin Qingye's body and face. Every detail was engraved in her heart at this moment, forming a mark that she would never forget.
It was getting late, so Lin Qingye took out the album, took a look at it, and put it back.
He opened his arms and whispered, "Come."
"I thought about it all night yesterday. I don't know much, and I didn't study well in the past. The only thing I have a talent for and interest in is music. I don't want to give up just like that."
With just one sentence, Lin Qingye returned to the past.
It was unknown how long they cried. In the end, a large area of Lin Qingye's clothes was wet. Xu Zhinan's eyes were swollen from crying, and only then did she come out of his arms.
Xu Zhinan's eyes turned red again: "Did you win?"
He and Xu Zhinan both knew why he quit in the first place and what kind of public opinion he would encounter if he wanted to enter this circle again.
She raised her eyes to look at Lin Qingye, who looked normal, with no other reaction. She swallowed her words and said, "Do you often see people like this in your store?"
She cried until she was almost exhausted and had no strength to clear the table.
Xu Zhinan curled his lips and said, "It sounds pretty good."
Xu Zhinan is indeed different now than before.
His cell phone was also in there. He turned it off after seeing Xu Zhinan’s post on WeChat Moments last night, and he hasn’t turned it on all day today.
But no matter how difficult it is.
Lin Qingye didn't take it: "It's okay if I don't wear it now. No one should be able to recognize me."
Lin Qingye lowered his eyes and his eyelids twitched.
Xu Zhinan sat on the single sofa next to him and suddenly asked, "When did you come out?"
Lin Qingye wiped away her tears with his fingers and said, "I'm back."
But at night, he suddenly appeared at the door and greeted her in a relaxed tone: "Ah Nan, I'm Lin Qingye."
The lion king stood up, and the distant mountains were shocked.
Xu Zhinan curled his lips and said, "It sounds pretty good."
Lin Qingye looked at the name on the screen for a long time, then said something to Xu Zhi, walked to the balcony and answered the phone.
The lion king stood up, and the distant mountains were shocked.
This is the human world.
An ant cannot shake a tree.
Lin Qingye just watched her cry, the relaxed look on his face gradually disappeared, he put away his smile, stood up straight, took a step with his long legs, and walked to her side.
Xu Zhinan was not in the living room. He took a few steps forward and saw her in the kitchen.
She had never seen Lin Qingye like this before.
Lin Qingye raised his eyes.
Ouch…
"I don't know if it will succeed, but I want to try again." Lin Qingye looked at her and smiled, "It can be regarded as an explanation to you."
In the afternoon, she learned that Lin Qingye was released from prison, but she couldn't get through to him on the phone, thinking that he would never appear in her life again.
"I knew a little bit before, but I just didn't have the chance." Xu Zhinan pursed his lips, "You didn't let me touch it before."
It's very contradictory. In fact, he still looks young, but something deeper inside him overwhelms his age.
"bought?"
The moon slowly emerged from the thick clouds.
The night wind howled past.
When Lin Qingye first entered the company, many people disliked him because of his face.
"Is this your girl?" He spoke rudely, pointing his finger at Xu Zhinan.
Xu Zhinan walked into the bedroom. She had kept the demo album well hidden, securely stored in a small iron box with a combination lock.
"Let's go home tomorrow." Lin Guancheng's voice was choked with sobs, "We haven't seen each other for a long time."
Xu Zhinan sat on the single sofa next to him and suddenly asked, "When did you come out?"
Lin Qingye's heart, which had been worn down and worn out by two and a half years, was softened little by little by Xu Zhinan's tears.
Lin Qingye was sitting on the sofa in the living room. Xu Zhinan was standing in front of him. He reached out and held the album between his fingers.
Lin Qingye was sitting on the sofa in the living room. Xu Zhinan was standing in front of him. He reached out and held the album between his fingers.
She raised her eyes to look at Lin Qingye, who looked normal, with no other reaction. She swallowed her words and said, "Do you often see people like this in your store?"
"Me neither, I'm just cooking some noodles."
Her apartment obviously did not have the grandeur of Lin Qingye's, but she ran it very cozy. There was a flower stand on the balcony, and the living room was clean and tidy, with a decorative painting hanging on the wall.
Lin Qingye lowered his eyes and his eyelids twitched.
The night wind howled past.
He formed a band at the age of 16, won the Golden Melody Award at the age of 18, gave up all his singing jobs at the time and sang at the Olive Branch Bar for four years. At the age of 23, he graduated from college and entered the entertainment industry with "I Come for Singing". He won the championship as a newcomer, but was suddenly imprisoned when his future was bright. Now he is 26 years old.
This look of Xu Zhinan is actually very familiar.
It seems like a lifetime ago.
Early that morning, he took Xu Zhinan to the game hall of Shishijia all night and it was quite fruitful. He had ten pumpkin dolls in his hands.
"today."
As soon as he finished speaking, his phone turned on and a missed call notification popped up. Then the screen jumped again, and Lin Guancheng called.
"Do you know the man in the tattoo parlor just now?" Xu Zhinan asked.
But Xu Zhinan didn't move. Her eyes were red and shedding tears, but she refused to go into his arms.
"No, this is the first time I've encountered this. There are more girls coming to my store."
Only Xu Zhinan and Lin Qingye were left in the tattoo shop.
Murmur
The dim and warm chandelier, the steaming noodles, and the lights of thousands of homes outside the window.
The moon slowly emerged from the thick clouds.
Xu Zhinan paused holding the cup, lowered his head, and sobbed again: "Liar."
Lin Qingye raised his eyes.
Xu Zhinan paused, then realized belatedly what the "inside" he was referring to was.
And the me on the cover.
Men no longer have any interest in getting tattoos. What fool would spend 800 yuan to pick up someone else's girl
In that kind of place, people are sent there only because they have done bad things. Most of them have bad tempers and conflicts between them often occur.
Xu Zhinan retracted her gaze, closed the shop door, wiped her tears again, and walked to his side: "Do you want to go back with me first?"
Lin Qingye just watched her cry, the relaxed look on his face gradually disappeared, he put away his smile, stood up straight, took a step with his long legs, and walked to her side.
"today."
At this moment, she seemed to see the Lin Qingye of the past, and also seemed to know a brand new Lin Qingye.
Xu Zhinan is indeed different now than before.
He smiled, took it and put it in his pocket.
have to.
He smiled nonchalantly: "What else?"
"There?"
Now, Lin Qingye is 26 years old.
He laughed: "What kind of life do you want?"
"Where do you live now?"
Now, Lin Qingye is 26 years old.
His cell phone was also in there. He turned it off after seeing Xu Zhinan’s post on WeChat Moments last night, and he hasn’t turned it on all day today.
Lin Qingye said nothing and looked at him coldly.
"I don't know either, but you must be one of them." Xu Zhinan asked again, "Then what kind of life do you want to give me?"
He turned on his phone and asked, "Is your roommate getting married?"
But she never thought of buying more houses. When Lin Qingye was not around, she always seemed to feel like she was out of touch with reality.
It's very contradictory. In fact, he still looks young, but something deeper inside him overwhelms his age.
But at night, he suddenly appeared at the door and greeted her in a relaxed tone: "Ah Nan, I'm Lin Qingye."
In each of these “it’s okay”s, he seemed to see himself who was unconditionally loved by Xu Zhinan back then.
"Um?"
Xu Zhinan was stunned: "How do you know?"
"bought?"
Xu Zhinan's eyes felt hot and in a blink, big tears fell to the ground.
"I saw your circle of friends yesterday."
Lin Qingye sat down on the sofa.
Lin Qingye raised his eyes.
"Want this?" Lin Qingye asked.
It was as if they had never had that two and a half years of estrangement.
"...Oh." Xu Zhinan sat down. "I called you today, but your phone was turned off."
Xu Zhinan was not a tearful person before, and in the past two and a half years, she seldom cried because of this incident. She kept herself very busy running the store and forced herself not to think about Lin Qingye all the time.
Xu Zhinan was not in the living room. He took a few steps forward and saw her in the kitchen.
She lowered her head and tears fell directly into the noodle soup from her eyes.
Xu Zhinan retracted her gaze, closed the shop door, wiped her tears again, and walked to his side: "Do you want to go back with me first?"
As soon as he finished speaking, his phone turned on and a missed call notification popped up. Then the screen jumped again, and Lin Guancheng called.
,
Lin Qingye raised his hand and rubbed his scar: "Fighting."
Lin Qingye looked at the name on the screen for a long time, then said something to Xu Zhi, walked to the balcony and answered the phone.
"I don't know either, but you must be one of them." Xu Zhinan asked again, "Then what kind of life do you want to give me?"
Xu Zhinan was stunned: "How do you know?"
He didn't say anything, and neither did the person on the other end of the line.
An ant cannot shake a tree.
The youthful vigor and vitality of the young people are still vivid in my mind.
Lin Qingye raised his hand and rubbed his scar: "Fighting."
With just one sentence, Lin Qingye returned to the past.
After a long while, there was a slight breathing sound from the other end of the phone, and Lin Guancheng choked up before he could even open his mouth.
He looked at Xu Zhinan in front of him. She thought her hair was too long, so she tied it into a ponytail, high up, with a strand of it falling on her chest, sparkling blue.
But Xu Zhinan didn't move. Her eyes were red and shedding tears, but she refused to go into his arms.
"If it weren't for me, you wouldn't have to go through that. You're so good, and so many people like you. I'm sorry... Qingye brother, it's all my fault."
have to.
Early that morning, he took Xu Zhinan to the game hall of Shishijia all night and it was quite fruitful. He had ten pumpkin dolls in his hands.
Early that morning, he took Xu Zhinan to the game hall of Shishijia all night and it was quite fruitful. He had ten pumpkin dolls in his hands.
Xu Zhinan struggled again, but failed to break free, and he held her even tighter.
Lin Qingye listened to him crying, and then said, "Dad."
He opened his arms and whispered, "Come."
He looked at Xu Zhinan, whose eyes were already red.
He formed a band at the age of 16, won the Golden Melody Award at the age of 18, gave up all his singing jobs at the time and sang at the Olive Branch Bar for four years. At the age of 23, he graduated from college and entered the entertainment industry with "I Come for Singing". He won the championship as a newcomer, but was suddenly imprisoned when his future was bright. Now he is 26 years old.
"Hey." He responded, "Where are you now?"
Lin Qingye's heart, which had been worn down and worn out by two and a half years, was softened little by little by Xu Zhinan's tears.
Xu Zhinan looked at Lin Qingye outside the store. He tilted his head and looked at the sign with the name of her tattooed store - the two words "Nannan" written in a dragon-like and phoenix-like pattern.
Xu Zhinan's eyes felt hot and in a blink, big tears fell to the ground.
"I thought about it all night yesterday. I don't know much, and I didn't study well in the past. The only thing I have a talent for and interest in is music. I don't want to give up just like that."
Lin Qingye just watched her cry, the relaxed look on his face gradually disappeared, he put away his smile, stood up straight, took a step with his long legs, and walked to her side.
Men no longer have any interest in getting tattoos. What fool would spend 800 yuan to pick up someone else's girl
There is no definite sense of age in him anymore.
"Meet a friend."
This is the human world.
She lowered her head and tears fell directly into the noodle soup from her eyes.
There is no definite sense of age in him anymore.
The tattoo shop had just been renovated and the light was very bright. Xu Zhinan could see every detail of Lin Qingye's body and face. Every detail was engraved in her heart at this moment, forming a mark that she would never forget.
"Let's go home tomorrow." Lin Guancheng's voice was choked with sobs, "We haven't seen each other for a long time."
After being apart for two and a half years, there is no estrangement between them.
She kept repeating "I'm sorry" intermittently.
But when they separated, Lin Qingye had blue hair and she had black hair.
"Okay." He agreed quickly this time.
But no matter how difficult it is.
He probably hasn't had time to check the situation on the Internet.
When Lin Qingye first entered the company, many people disliked him because of his face.
This is the human world.
She cried until she was almost exhausted and had no strength to clear the table.
He laughed: "What kind of life do you want?"
"Let's go home tomorrow." Lin Guancheng's voice was choked with sobs, "We haven't seen each other for a long time."
The night wind howled past.
They hung up the phone after a few words. The father and son had no topics to talk about before and rarely communicated. After not talking for two and a half years, they had no idea what to talk about.
She raised her eyes to look at Lin Qingye, who looked normal, with no other reaction. She swallowed her words and said, "Do you often see people like this in your store?"
They hung up the phone after a few words. The father and son had no topics to talk about before and rarely communicated. After not talking for two and a half years, they had no idea what to talk about.
Lin Qingye pushed open the balcony door and walked in again.
Xu Zhinan took a pair of tattoo artist masks from the shelf for him.
He looked at Xu Zhinan in front of him. She thought her hair was too long, so she tied it into a ponytail, high up, with a strand of it falling on her chest, sparkling blue.
Xu Zhinan was not in the living room. He took a few steps forward and saw her in the kitchen.
She kept repeating "I'm sorry" intermittently.
Lin Qingye: "Don't you live with your mother?"
Lin Qingye just watched her cry, the relaxed look on his face gradually disappeared, he put away his smile, stood up straight, took a step with his long legs, and walked to her side.
She stood in front of the kitchen counter with her back to him, her exposed neck was white and slender, and her blue hair was divided into two strands, one hanging on her chest.
Lin Qingye's heart, which had been worn down and worn out by two and a half years, was softened little by little by Xu Zhinan's tears.
"I don't know if it will succeed, but I want to try again." Lin Qingye looked at her and smiled, "It can be regarded as an explanation to you."
Xu Zhinan walked into the bedroom. She had kept the demo album well hidden, securely stored in a small iron box with a combination lock.
Xu Zhinan was stunned for a moment, and suddenly understood what he meant: "Do you want to start over?"
Lin Qingye didn't take it: "It's okay if I don't wear it now. No one should be able to recognize me."
Lin Qingye didn't take it: "It's okay if I don't wear it now. No one should be able to recognize me."
"doing what?"
"Is this your girl?" He spoke rudely, pointing his finger at Xu Zhinan.
Murmur
Xu Zhinan turned around and looked at him: "Have you eaten?"
Everything that happened on this day was so shocking.
"bought?"
Lin Qingye let out a sigh of relief and took a bite of noodles.
The night wind howled past.
"If it weren't for me, you wouldn't have to go through that. You're so good, and so many people like you. I'm sorry... Qingye brother, it's all my fault."
Xu Zhinan was stunned: "How do you know?"
Soon, two bowls of noodles came out of the pot and were served on the dining table.
"without."
When Lin Qingye first entered the company, many people disliked him because of his face.
"Let's go home tomorrow." Lin Guancheng's voice was choked with sobs, "We haven't seen each other for a long time."
Lin Qingye took two sets of bowls and chopsticks into the kitchen and rinsed them simply.
She cried so much that she hunched her back and leaned on his legs, almost collapsing from crying.
His cell phone was also in there. He turned it off after seeing Xu Zhinan’s post on WeChat Moments last night, and he hasn’t turned it on all day today.
"Me neither, I'm just cooking some noodles."
He finished the bowl of noodles in a few bites, and Xu Zhinan still had half a bowl left: "Do you want more?"
It seems like a lifetime ago.
Lin Qingye walked up to her, leaned against the kitchen counter, and watched her stir the noodles in the pot with chopsticks: "Can you cook now?"
"without."
Early that morning, he took Xu Zhinan to the game hall of Shishijia all night and it was quite fruitful. He had ten pumpkin dolls in his hands.
"Want this?" Lin Qingye asked.
With just one sentence, Lin Qingye returned to the past.
"I knew a little bit before, but I just didn't have the chance." Xu Zhinan pursed his lips, "You didn't let me touch it before."
The man who just said he wanted a tattoo was very tactless and didn't notice the change in Xu Zhinan's expression. He kept talking and looked quite happy: "Hey, Brother Ye, you're out too."
"doing what?"
Lin Qingye raised his eyes.
"...Oh." Xu Zhinan sat down. "I called you today, but your phone was turned off."
She raised her eyes to look at Lin Qingye, who looked normal, with no other reaction. She swallowed her words and said, "Do you often see people like this in your store?"
Lin Qingye paused, recalling which time she was talking about, and chuckled softly. He pinched her wrist and pulled it away, then took the chopsticks from her hand: "I'll do it."
It was getting late, so Lin Qingye took out the album, took a look at it, and put it back.
This is the human world.
"Where do you live now?"
As soon as he finished speaking, his phone turned on and a missed call notification popped up. Then the screen jumped again, and Lin Guancheng called.
He looked at Xu Zhinan in front of him. She thought her hair was too long, so she tied it into a ponytail, high up, with a strand of it falling on her chest, sparkling blue.
Lin Qingye lowered his eyes and his eyelids twitched.
Soon, two bowls of noodles came out of the pot and were served on the dining table.
Xu Zhinan was not a tearful person before, and in the past two and a half years, she seldom cried because of this incident. She kept herself very busy running the store and forced herself not to think about Lin Qingye all the time.
Early that morning, he took Xu Zhinan to the game hall of Shishijia all night and it was quite fruitful. He had ten pumpkin dolls in his hands.
The dim and warm chandelier, the steaming noodles, and the lights of thousands of homes outside the window.
The man was stunned, then he recalled the first sentence he said - before picking up a girl, you should first find out who the girl belongs to.
The man who just said he wanted a tattoo was very tactless and didn't notice the change in Xu Zhinan's expression. He kept talking and looked quite happy: "Hey, Brother Ye, you're out too."
Xu Zhinan took a pair of tattoo artist masks from the shelf for him.
This is the human world.
"But only you can give me the life I want." Xu Zhinan said.
Ouch…
"Um?"
Lin Qingye let out a sigh of relief and took a bite of noodles.
She cried so much that she hunched her back and leaned on his legs, almost collapsing from crying.
She is still quiet and gentle, but also confident.
Lin Qingye took two sets of bowls and chopsticks into the kitchen and rinsed them simply.
In that kind of place, people are sent there only because they have done bad things. Most of them have bad tempers and conflicts between them often occur.
Xu Zhinan took a pair of tattoo artist masks from the shelf for him.
"Where do you live now?"
"Do you know the man in the tattoo parlor just now?" Xu Zhinan asked.
"Do you know the man in the tattoo parlor just now?" Xu Zhinan asked.
"Um?"
He opened his arms and whispered, "Come."
Xu Zhinan curled his lips and said, "It sounds pretty good."
"Yes, I know him inside."
"It's the community over there." Xu Zhinan pointed in a direction.
Xu Zhinan sat on the single sofa next to him and suddenly asked, "When did you come out?"
She is still quiet and gentle, but also confident.
The youthful vigor and vitality of the young people are still vivid in my mind.
"I saw your circle of friends yesterday."
They hung up the phone after a few words. The father and son had no topics to talk about before and rarely communicated. After not talking for two and a half years, they had no idea what to talk about.
Xu Zhinan struggled again, but failed to break free, and he held her even tighter.
Xu Zhinan paused, then realized belatedly what the "inside" he was referring to was.
Lin Qingye just watched her cry, the relaxed look on his face gradually disappeared, he put away his smile, stood up straight, took a step with his long legs, and walked to her side.
Xu Zhinan walked into the bedroom. She had kept the demo album well hidden, securely stored in a small iron box with a combination lock.
At this moment, she seemed to see the Lin Qingye of the past, and also seemed to know a brand new Lin Qingye.
It was unknown how long they cried. In the end, a large area of Lin Qingye's clothes was wet. Xu Zhinan's eyes were swollen from crying, and only then did she come out of his arms.
"Ah Nan." Lin Qingye looked at her quietly, "I'm not sure if I can still give you the life I want to give you now."
Lin Qingye let out a sigh of relief and took a bite of noodles.
"rental."
Lin Qingye raised his hand and rubbed his scar: "Fighting."
She raised her eyes to look at Lin Qingye, who looked normal, with no other reaction. She swallowed her words and said, "Do you often see people like this in your store?"
Lin Qingye sighed, took another step forward, embraced her, put his hand on the back of her head and held her in his arms.
"bought?"
He probably hasn't had time to check the situation on the Internet.
It was as if they had never had that two and a half years of estrangement.
Lin Qingye's heart, which had been worn down and worn out by two and a half years, was softened little by little by Xu Zhinan's tears.
"No, this is the first time I've encountered this. There are more girls coming to my store."
"No, I'm full."
"I'm vulgar, I just want you to be glamorous and beautiful, so that no one dares to make trouble for you wherever you go. You can buy whatever you want and do whatever you want."
It was getting late, so Lin Qingye took out the album, took a look at it, and put it back.
During those two and a half years, a cut was made on both of their bodies, but now that they have healed and the flesh has grown back together, it is impossible to tell which part is mine and which is him.
"rental."
He finished the bowl of noodles in a few bites, and Xu Zhinan still had half a bowl left: "Do you want more?"
The lion king stood up, and the distant mountains were shocked.
Early that morning, he took Xu Zhinan to the game hall of Shishijia all night and it was quite fruitful. He had ten pumpkin dolls in his hands.
"...Oh." Xu Zhinan sat down. "I called you today, but your phone was turned off."
Xu Zhinan looked at the scar at the corner of his eye and tapped the area under his own eye with his finger: "How did you get this?"
He had a crew cut and a face with clear-cut edges and corners, as if carved with a knife or an axe. Every line was sharp and neat. At the moment, he was leaning lazily against the door, with a lingering ruffian and rebellious air.
Xu Zhinan took a pair of slippers from the shoe cabinet and gave it to him, and poured him a glass of water.
But at night, he suddenly appeared at the door and greeted her in a relaxed tone: "Ah Nan, I'm Lin Qingye."
Lin Qingye wiped away her tears with his fingers and said, "I'm back."
"No, I'm full."
"Okay." He agreed quickly this time.
She cried so much that she hunched her back and leaned on his legs, almost collapsing from crying.
"I'm vulgar, I just want you to be glamorous and beautiful, so that no one dares to make trouble for you wherever you go. You can buy whatever you want and do whatever you want."
She is still quiet and gentle, but also confident.
It had been so long since she had said this name that she was a little dazed when she uttered it. She repeated it again as if mumbling to herself, "Qingye-ge."
"Brother Qingye." She suddenly called him.
"Do you know the man in the tattoo parlor just now?" Xu Zhinan asked.
Lin Qingye paused.
Xu Zhinan looked at the scar at the corner of his eye and tapped the area under his own eye with his finger: "How did you get this?"
Only Xu Zhinan and Lin Qingye were left in the tattoo shop.
She is still quiet and gentle, but also confident.
It was getting late, so Lin Qingye took out the album, took a look at it, and put it back.
"Where do you live now?"
The man was stunned, then he recalled the first sentence he said - before picking up a girl, you should first find out who the girl belongs to.
Lin Qingye raised his hand and rubbed his scar: "Fighting."
Lin Qingye was sitting on the sofa in the living room. Xu Zhinan was standing in front of him. He reached out and held the album between his fingers.
"There?"
She kept repeating "I'm sorry" intermittently.
"There?"
"Do you know the man in the tattoo parlor just now?" Xu Zhinan asked.
It seems like a lifetime ago.
He looked at Xu Zhinan, whose eyes were already red.
He turned on his phone and asked, "Is your roommate getting married?"
Lin Qingye was stunned and smiled: "I won."
She explained everything to him in detail and wanted to make up for the past two and a half years, but she had just cried and her voice was trembling.
He probably hasn't had time to check the situation on the Internet.
"I'm vulgar, I just want you to be glamorous and beautiful, so that no one dares to make trouble for you wherever you go. You can buy whatever you want and do whatever you want."
He smiled nonchalantly: "What else?"
I heard her say, "You can live with me."
And the me on the cover.
It is true that fewer people are talking about him nowadays, but no one has forgotten him. At least his fans have never forgotten him for a moment.
As soon as he finished speaking, his phone turned on and a missed call notification popped up. Then the screen jumped again, and Lin Guancheng called.
Now, Lin Qingye is 26 years old.
He smiled nonchalantly: "What else?"
"Okay." He agreed quickly this time.
When Lin Qingye first entered the company, many people disliked him because of his face.
Just as he was about to get up and leave, Xu Zhinan raised his head with red and swollen eyes: "Brother Qingye, are you still going back?"
In each of these “it’s okay”s, he seemed to see himself who was unconditionally loved by Xu Zhinan back then.
"If it weren't for me, you wouldn't have to go through that. You're so good, and so many people like you. I'm sorry... Qingye brother, it's all my fault."
At this moment, she seemed to see the Lin Qingye of the past, and also seemed to know a brand new Lin Qingye.
She is still quiet and gentle, but also confident.
Everything that happened on this day was so shocking.
Lin Qingye wiped away her tears with his fingers and said, "I'm back."
Xu Zhinan paused, then realized belatedly what the "inside" he was referring to was.
In that kind of place, people are sent there only because they have done bad things. Most of them have bad tempers and conflicts between them often occur.
Xu Zhinan curled his lips and said, "It sounds pretty good."
Lin Qingye was sitting on the sofa in the living room. Xu Zhinan was standing in front of him. He reached out and held the album between his fingers.
"Okay." He agreed quickly this time.
Xu Zhinan was stunned: "How do you know?"
It's very contradictory. In fact, he still looks young, but something deeper inside him overwhelms his age.
Just as he was about to get up and leave, Xu Zhinan raised his head with red and swollen eyes: "Brother Qingye, are you still going back?"
If you hit hard enough, some people will be afraid of you. That's why the man in the tattoo shop was afraid of Lin Qingye.
Xu Zhinan was stunned: "How do you know?"
The man was stunned, then he recalled the first sentence he said - before picking up a girl, you should first find out who the girl belongs to.
Lin Qingye didn't take it: "It's okay if I don't wear it now. No one should be able to recognize me."
He turned on his phone and asked, "Is your roommate getting married?"
Only Xu Zhinan and Lin Qingye were left in the tattoo shop.
He laughed: "What kind of life do you want?"
Everything that happened on this day was so shocking.
Xu Zhinan paused holding the cup, lowered his head, and sobbed again: "Liar."
Xu Zhinan's eyes turned red again: "Did you win?"
"Where do you live now?"
Lin Qingye sighed, took another step forward, embraced her, put his hand on the back of her head and held her in his arms.
Lin Qingye was stunned and smiled: "I won."
If you hit hard enough, some people will be afraid of you. That's why the man in the tattoo shop was afraid of Lin Qingye.
The man was stunned, then he recalled the first sentence he said - before picking up a girl, you should first find out who the girl belongs to.
He probably hasn't had time to check the situation on the Internet.
Xu Zhinan was stunned for a moment, and suddenly understood what he meant: "Do you want to start over?"
"today."
"I'm sorry." She hunched over, covering her face with her hands and sobbing, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Qingye brother, I'm sorry."
Xu Zhinan took a pair of slippers from the shoe cabinet and gave it to him, and poured him a glass of water.
Lin Qingye sat down on the sofa.
She lowered her head and tears fell directly into the noodle soup from her eyes.
If you hit hard enough, some people will be afraid of you. That's why the man in the tattoo shop was afraid of Lin Qingye.
Now, Lin Qingye is 26 years old.
He looked at Xu Zhinan, whose eyes were already red.
Xu Zhinan turned around and looked at him: "Have you eaten?"
Xu Zhinan was not a tearful person before, and in the past two and a half years, she seldom cried because of this incident. She kept herself very busy running the store and forced herself not to think about Lin Qingye all the time.
Xu Zhinan is indeed different now than before.
The tattoo shop had just been renovated and the light was very bright. Xu Zhinan could see every detail of Lin Qingye's body and face. Every detail was engraved in her heart at this moment, forming a mark that she would never forget.
Lin Qingye let out a sigh of relief and took a bite of noodles.
As soon as he finished speaking, his phone turned on and a missed call notification popped up. Then the screen jumped again, and Lin Guancheng called.
"Okay." He agreed quickly this time.
Lin Qingye sighed, stood up and sat next to her, turned her face, held it with both hands, wiped away her tears with the pads of his thumbs, and said softly: "I won, didn't I?"
Lin Qingye wiped away her tears with his fingers and said, "I'm back."
In each of these “it’s okay”s, he seemed to see himself who was unconditionally loved by Xu Zhinan back then.
This is the human world.
An ant cannot shake a tree.
After being apart for two and a half years, there is no estrangement between them.
"I'm sorry." She hunched over, covering her face with her hands and sobbing, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Qingye brother, I'm sorry."
"without."
Xu Zhinan was not in the living room. He took a few steps forward and saw her in the kitchen.
And the me on the cover.
The two walked back, crossed the path, and arrived at Xu Zhinan's residence.
She explained everything to him in detail and wanted to make up for the past two and a half years, but she had just cried and her voice was trembling.
They hung up the phone after a few words. The father and son had no topics to talk about before and rarely communicated. After not talking for two and a half years, they had no idea what to talk about.
She kept repeating "I'm sorry" intermittently.
When they met again, she had blue hair and Lin Qingye had black hair.
As soon as he finished speaking, his phone turned on and a missed call notification popped up. Then the screen jumped again, and Lin Guancheng called.
He looked at Xu Zhinan in front of him. She thought her hair was too long, so she tied it into a ponytail, high up, with a strand of it falling on her chest, sparkling blue.
"If it weren't for me, you wouldn't have to go through that. You're so good, and so many people like you. I'm sorry... Qingye brother, it's all my fault."
Lin Qingye looked at the name on the screen for a long time, then said something to Xu Zhi, walked to the balcony and answered the phone.
He turned on his phone and asked, "Is your roommate getting married?"
Lin Qingye said nothing and looked at him coldly.
Lin Qingye is a legendary figure.
It was just like what Lin Qingye felt after Shi Heng passed away, but he buried it deep in his heart and didn't express his apology or self-blame.
She cried so much that she hunched her back and leaned on his legs, almost collapsing from crying.
"Then what?"
This look of Xu Zhinan is actually very familiar.
Lin Qingye sat down on the sofa.
The two and a half years have passed clearly and distinctly in Xu Zhinan's waist-length hair and Lin Qingye's buzz cut.
This look of Xu Zhinan is actually very familiar.
Xu Zhinan was finally convinced.
Xu Zhinan walked into the bedroom. She had kept the demo album well hidden, securely stored in a small iron box with a combination lock.
Lin Qingye raised his eyes.
Xu Zhinan paused, then realized belatedly what the "inside" he was referring to was.
The tattoo shop had just been renovated and the light was very bright. Xu Zhinan could see every detail of Lin Qingye's body and face. Every detail was engraved in her heart at this moment, forming a mark that she would never forget.
In the afternoon, she learned that Lin Qingye was released from prison, but she couldn't get through to him on the phone, thinking that he would never appear in her life again.
It's very contradictory. In fact, he still looks young, but something deeper inside him overwhelms his age.
It was just like what Lin Qingye felt after Shi Heng passed away, but he buried it deep in his heart and didn't express his apology or self-blame.
"Meet a friend."
"It's the community over there." Xu Zhinan pointed in a direction.
"It's okay, Nan. I don't blame you." He helped Xu Zhinan up, held her in his arms, patted her back again and again, and coaxed her gently, "Don't cry, baby. You don't have to say sorry."
It was unknown how long they cried. In the end, a large area of Lin Qingye's clothes was wet. Xu Zhinan's eyes were swollen from crying, and only then did she come out of his arms.
She kept repeating "I'm sorry" intermittently.
Xu Zhinan walked into the bedroom. She had kept the demo album well hidden, securely stored in a small iron box with a combination lock.
She is still quiet and gentle, but also confident.
She stood in front of the kitchen counter with her back to him, her exposed neck was white and slender, and her blue hair was divided into two strands, one hanging on her chest.
Lin Qingye walked up to her, leaned against the kitchen counter, and watched her stir the noodles in the pot with chopsticks: "Can you cook now?"
In each of these “it’s okay”s, he seemed to see himself who was unconditionally loved by Xu Zhinan back then.
"without."
He waved his hand and left angrily.
I heard her say, "You can live with me."
In the afternoon, she learned that Lin Qingye was released from prison, but she couldn't get through to him on the phone, thinking that he would never appear in her life again.
But no matter how difficult it is.
She cried until she was almost exhausted and had no strength to clear the table.
Lin Qingye pushed open the balcony door and walked in again.
Lin Qingye said nothing and looked at him coldly.
It was unknown how long they cried. In the end, a large area of Lin Qingye's clothes was wet. Xu Zhinan's eyes were swollen from crying, and only then did she come out of his arms.
If you hit hard enough, some people will be afraid of you. That's why the man in the tattoo shop was afraid of Lin Qingye.
Lin Qingye took two sets of bowls and chopsticks into the kitchen and rinsed them simply.
He waved his hand and left angrily.
"If it weren't for me, you wouldn't have to go through that. You're so good, and so many people like you. I'm sorry... Qingye brother, it's all my fault."
It was getting late, so Lin Qingye took out the album, took a look at it, and put it back.
He finished the bowl of noodles in a few bites, and Xu Zhinan still had half a bowl left: "Do you want more?"
She explained everything to him in detail and wanted to make up for the past two and a half years, but she had just cried and her voice was trembling.
They hung up the phone after a few words. The father and son had no topics to talk about before and rarely communicated. After not talking for two and a half years, they had no idea what to talk about.
Ouch…
Lin Qingye paused.
Just as he was about to get up and leave, Xu Zhinan raised his head with red and swollen eyes: "Brother Qingye, are you still going back?"
Xu Zhinan looked at the scar at the corner of his eye and tapped the area under his own eye with his finger: "How did you get this?"
"I saw your circle of friends yesterday."
The two and a half years have passed clearly and distinctly in Xu Zhinan's waist-length hair and Lin Qingye's buzz cut.
"Is this your girl?" He spoke rudely, pointing his finger at Xu Zhinan.
Soon, two bowls of noodles came out of the pot and were served on the dining table.
Their eyes met.
He didn't say anything, and neither did the person on the other end of the line.
"Then what?"
Lin Qingye paused.
The night wind howled past.
The moon slowly emerged from the thick clouds.
This look of Xu Zhinan is actually very familiar.
"I don't know either, but you must be one of them." Xu Zhinan asked again, "Then what kind of life do you want to give me?"
"...Oh." Xu Zhinan sat down. "I called you today, but your phone was turned off."
I heard her say, "You can live with me."
Lin Qingye is a legendary figure.
"You were the one who told me to believe you. You are Lin Qingye."
This is the human world.
The man who just said he wanted a tattoo was very tactless and didn't notice the change in Xu Zhinan's expression. He kept talking and looked quite happy: "Hey, Brother Ye, you're out too."
She cried so much that she hunched her back and leaned on his legs, almost collapsing from crying.
"bought?"
Lin Qingye walked up to her, leaned against the kitchen counter, and watched her stir the noodles in the pot with chopsticks: "Can you cook now?"
"Um?"