The topic was brought back to the topic again, and the tone was still pretentious and seemed to be hinting at something.
[Xu Zhinan: In the store, did you get off the plane?]
Lin Qingye paused and picked up a few sheets of drawing paper.
"Not often. I would come here occasionally with my friends when I was in college."
Sometimes you shine so brightly that you are the most eye-catching star. Your movements can make everyone in the audience scream and shout, controlling everyone's heartbeat, dazzling and confident.
It is a little girl's bedroom. One wall of the bookcase is filled with books, neatly arranged, and there is a small plush doll at the head of the bed.
Put the blame on someone else.
Xu Zhinan's hands were beautiful, long and slender, and even her nails were a beautiful light pink color.
Xu Zhinan clicked it and paused.
…
Xu Zhinan didn't react at first, but when she looked at the self-portrait photo she had just posted, she understood what he meant.
Xu Zhinan squatted down and took out a few photo albums from a cabinet on the bottom floor.
But now it is revealed.
"You really have to watch it."
Just as Xu's mother was about to speak, Xu Zhinan came back from taking out the trash.
To refute the rumor online, the video is full of screams of people around.
"Don't hang out with them too late. Tomorrow is the music festival, which is very tiring. You need to get enough rest."
Xu Zhinan reached out and gently stroked it.
Xu Zhinan scanned the comments below again.
"Well, let me take a look at what my future daughter will look like in advance."
She cleaned up the kitchen for the last time and then left. She smiled and asked Lin Qingye, "It's rare for you to come here, do you want to go to An Nan's room? You haven't seen her childhood photos, have you?"
But sometimes he felt inferior, like the snowy night when he first met Xu Zhinan.
During the tattooing process, Lin Qingye did not cry, but she was crying while getting the tattoo.
This was the first time that Li Yan participated in this kind of activity, and he became excited as soon as he arrived at the store this morning.
Lin Qingye sent her a photo of himself.
Xu Zhinan accompanied him to the airport. There were too many people outside, so she got off the car as well. She then sat in the car and reminded him, "This time, we must ask the ticket inspectors to check everyone's bags before they bring them in. Don't let the situation like last time happen again."
After a while, Lin Qingye tilted his head and asked, "Girls are always jealous, why do you just hope that more people like me?"
But now the name Ti Ji Yan is too embarrassing.
After a day's rest, Lin Qingye became busy again.
The only person Xu Zhinan could be jealous of is Ji Yan.
In a few days, I will fly to another city to hold the next music festival.
When Xu Zhinan walked in, he bumped into someone. The person quickly apologized, but when he looked up and saw Xu Zhinan's face, he was suddenly stunned.
Xu Zhinan took the album, silently tore off the page of paper, and threw it into the trash can.
He continued to flip through the pages very quickly, and suddenly his sight caught sight of a place. He turned the paper back and saw a tattoo pattern.
And the way he looked so proud when he won the championship and held the trophy.
The background is still in the business car, the windows are shaded and the light inside the car is very dim.
Lin Qingye frowned slightly, and couldn't remember anyone in college who could make Xu Zhinan jealous: "Because of whom?"
Xu Zhi murmured in his arms, his voice muffled, and couldn't help but say: "It's obviously you who are suffering more."
Lin Qingye looked at the photo and laughed.
"Hey, hey, hey, Master, wait a moment, I need to change my clothes." Li Yan said, and pushed the door to the storage room beside him.
He squatted at the edge of the stage, holding a cell phone and looking down with his eyes lowered.
Xu Zhinan picked up one of the books, which contained photos of her in elementary school.
Lin Qingye also said goodbye and said, "Auntie, Anan and I will come to visit you together some other day."
When he reached the police car, he turned around and looked at Xu Zhinan who was standing at the door. He smiled lazily, "Don't cry, Nan."
There are more men among tattoo artists. The ones in Xu Zhinan's shop are like a group of women's troops, and they are all beautiful.
He rarely shows his inferiority complex. Only by peeling off the layers of arrogance can he touch the innermost layer.
Li Yan pursed his lips and said no more.
Xu Zhi murmured, "Aiya," in a soft voice, complaining and acting coquettishly: "Mom, I would never throw a tantrum."
Xu Zhinan had never heard of the name Ji Xia.
There are several portraits of him.
The bar where Lin Qingye used to perform.
"When was it painted?" Lin Qingye's voice was a little soft.
Then he raised his chin, and the sweat flowed down along the smooth lines of his jaw. He looked at the camera and smiled, his temperament was simply explosive.
"..." Xu Zhinan realized what he meant, pursed her lips, and muttered, "What daughter?"
Li Yan shouted unhappily: "Master!"
"Look." Xu Zhinan said softly, "I told you that everyone will like you very much."
The blue hair look at the first "I Come for Songs" music festival;
Xu Zhinan pouted and said slowly: "I know you can take care of me, but you get lazy when you are alone. When you were studying, didn't you often stay up late and sleep until noon?"
The video is of tonight’s music festival, with Lin Qingye squatting beside the stage.
Xu Zhinan did not go with him this time. As a shop owner and a master, she felt bad about always asking for leave.
But it sounded like a girl's name, so she paused and clicked on it.
She was born and grew up in the expectation and joy of her parents and family.
The scene of tattooing Lin Qingye's back that night resurfaced.
The dinner was scheduled for late at night, and the location was set at a bar not far from Xu Zhinan's tattoo shop - Ye.
It is not difficult to imagine that Xu Zhinan was crying while painting.
Before he could say anything, Fang Houyu came over in a police uniform. Su Qian had finished his treatment, but he hadn't woken up yet, so he wanted to take Lin Qingye back for investigation.
There are colors showing through the drawing paper.
Xu's mother tidied her room very neatly.
Mom's words clearly showed her approval of Lin Qingye, and she also felt happy.
It was the girl he wrote about in the lyrics—
Lu Xihe knew the relationship between Xu Zhinan and Lin Qingye, and he also heard that Lin Qingye used to be a resident singer in this bar, so he roughly understood what was going on.
But they can't.
Before I knew it, it seemed like I hadn't had such a nightmare for a long time.
Lin Qingye is a person of contradictions.
"I forgot when I went out, and my hands got dirty holding the trash can so I didn't take it out." Xu Zhi murmured while chewing a grape, "What were you guys talking about just now?"
The only tattoo that appeared in the high school album.
Lin Qingye couldn't describe his feelings at the moment.
But his skin was very fair, and in the dim light it looked even colder. His eyes were narrow and had a subtle smile.
What a fallacy.
Inferiority and pride.
Even if you look closely at the drawing paper, you can see a few spots of mottled, slightly wrinkled texture underneath, and a few spots of smudged color.
Myself in the painting, and Lin Qingye in the front camera.
He seems to be in a much better mood.
It was already cold outside, so she ran back without buttoning her shirt, wrapped in the cold. She put the trash can aside, washed her hands, and then noticed the grapes that had just been washed next to her.
"It's no use calling the master. If you are caught selling alcohol to minors in the bar, you will be fined."
"What are you laughing at?"
He has a very iconic look, and it's not difficult to tell who he is even if you take a sneak shot.
"You have to dress like this. If you don't dress like this when you go to a bar, it's disrespectful to the bar."
Lin Qingye held her in his arms: "Ah Nan."
She exited and opened Lin Qingye's WeChat again, wanting to send something, but after hesitating for a while, she deleted the words she had already typed.
Xu Zhinan hit him on the arm.
"… "
Everyone in the private room turned the topic to her. Xu Zhinan locked her phone and went back to talking to everyone.
"I'll be back the day after tomorrow. Why are you acting like I'll be gone for months?" Lin Qingye asked jokingly, "How can I not take care of myself?"
The comments on this news have already received a lot of views.
Xu Zhinan thought about it and reminded him again: "Remember to eat. Don't forget to eat three meals a day."
Perhaps it was because he suddenly saw this painting again, which was taken nearly three years ago, that Xu Zhinan recalled the past and felt a little depressed.
It is generally difficult to complete such a large pattern in one go without anesthesia, and it will be done in two or three times.
Lin Qingye thought of what Xu's mother had said just now. It was actually very easy to understand. From a mother's perspective, she would always be selfish towards her beloved daughter.
Selfie.
Lin Qingye rubbed his fingers under her chin: "Have you ever been jealous?"
Xu Zhinan glanced at the time of the exclusive Weibo post again. It was posted in the evening.
"There are so many people who like you. How can I handle it if I get jealous?"
Because that was Xu Zhinan.
The journey took about half an hour. There was not much traffic returning to the city from the suburbs at night. Lin Qingye lazily steered the wheel with one hand, and with the other hand he took Xu Zhinan's hand and placed it on his lap, playing with it back and forth.
…
The phone has a pink case with diamonds, so it must be a fan’s.
He recognized it as the spot on Su Qian's arm.
They were all carefully painted by her according to the images engraved in her mind.
I have several books, including those I read when I was studying art in high school and those I read after college.
My thoughts seemed to go back to that time.
One can almost imagine how Xu Zhinan was treated as a treasure by her parents at that time.
Xu Zhinan had already forgotten that these things were drawn in this album. She used to have nightmares about fire scenes.
It was morning light outside, the sun was rising.
Li Yan ran over and raised his hand to high-five him: "Brother Lu!"
This bustling city has not yet woken up.
He patted her back again and again, as if to comfort her, "I won't let you work so hard again in the future."
After saying goodbye again, the two got in the car and went home together.
Lin Qingye picked up a book at random and opened it. It was a painting she had done in high school, and the brushstrokes were still a little immature.
"Just, when I was in college."
She was a beauty when she was a child, and her baby fat was more obvious at that time, which made her look even more adorable.
Soon, Lin Qingye sent her another message, this time with a picture.
After taking their seats, Xu Zhinan sat at the innermost seat, next to him was Li Yan, who had already started chatting with a group of people.
Lin Qingye laughed: "You haven't grown any more shameless."
She didn't drink any alcohol, just a glass of boiled water. She took out her cell phone while listening to everyone chatting and complaining about the weird guests they had met.
She smiled, looked at the painting again, breathed a sigh of relief, and put it away.
After seeing Lin Qingye off, Xu Zhinan went straight back to the store.
"Mom, please go in quickly. It's so cold, you don't have to see us off." Xu Zhinan said.
"Oh, I didn't recognize you just now. You look so dressed up. I thought you were a pretty girl from the bar." Lu Xihe laughed, "I didn't expect you to be a pretty girl."
Lin Qingye paused, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, and then he said very seriously: "Well, I will."
She tilted her head and smiled and asked, "Did you wash it?"
"Where are your childhood photos?" Lin Qingye asked.
He flipped through all of Xu Zhinan's photo albums and took out several photos to hide in his pocket. Xu Zhinan was speechless: "What do you want to do with this?"
Xu Zhinan curled her lips and said, "You have seen my photos, but I haven't even seen your childhood photos."
But Li Yan didn't know: "Master! You used to come to the bar often? I didn't realize it!"
Lin Qingye finished reading it, smiled, and said lightly: "It's fake."
"Hey, you're not..."
Ji Xia was the heroine of a recent campus web drama, but that campus web drama was not very popular. As a newcomer, not many people knew Ji Xia. It was only because she was linked to Lin Qingye this time that she became a hot topic.
The fan who was taking the photo was standing in the front row. They were so close that they could even see beads of sweat rolling down his face. His facial features were three-dimensional, and soaked in sweat, they made him look even more lustful.
He curled his lips and chuckled, his laughter was low and came out from his chest: "Yeah."
With Lin Qingye's sudden popularity, the bar's reputation has grown. In fact, the business is even better than when he was a resident singer. Fans come here from time to time. Even people from other places who come to Yancheng for tourism will make a special trip there at night. It is more like a check-in destination.
"Later today."
Xu Zhinan paused, then understood, and said, "Then let's take more pictures from now on, until we get older."
Lin Qingye said “hmm”.
"… "
The photo album shows Xu Zhinan at different ages.
Lin Qingye turned around, his eyes were also red, but he didn't cry. He was holding it in, and his eyes were red from holding it in.
When I arrived at the door of "Ye", I saw Lu Xihe already waiting outside and waving at me from afar.
"It's settled. It's tomorrow night. If you're free, come with the people from your store. I'll send you the address directly on WeChat."
Fortunately, Lin Qingye didn't care. Seeing that she didn't want to talk, he stopped asking and rubbed her hair: "Let's go home."
Mother Xu patted his shoulder and said, "Now that Nan's shop is far away, I can't take care of her. You have to take care of her for Auntie."
After looking at the photo album, Lin Qingye looked around her bedroom and walked to her desk, where there were a lot of teaching materials and textbooks. In the bookcase at the far side were white picture albums stacked up in different heights.
The corners of Xu Zhinan's lips curled up again.
Xu Zhinan didn't even know when she had put a whole set of clothes prepared for going to the bar. After a while, Li Yan came out, wearing a pair of high heels and a tight skirt.
If you arrange them one by one, you can find that her artistic skills have improved significantly over the years.
She has indeed been beautiful since she was a child.
The two stayed in the bedroom for a while and then went downstairs to leave.
"I don't have many photos of myself when I was a kid, and I probably don't have an album like this. If I look for it, I might be able to find the ID photo that was on my school badge when I was in school."
Lin Qingye joked: "Go home and frame it."
"… "
"… "
It was the music festival at that time. Xu Zhinan opened Weibo to see if there was any relevant information, but suddenly saw the number one trending search - #林清野季夏#
It was just when the music festival was about to begin, and I don’t know if he saw it.
Xu's mother walked the two to the door and reminded them to "be careful on the road."
He took off his coat and wore only a single piece of clothing. The collar was low, revealing a thin collarbone. Above that was his slender neck and protruding Adam's apple, which was inexplicably alluring.
Then he unbuttoned a shirt, rested his wrist on his knee, and let it hang naturally. Blue veins were visible on the back of his hand, showing a smooth sense of power.
There were many of them, so they booked a private room on the second floor with an excellent view.
They didn't even know when the next time would come.
Turning to one of the pages, she stopped, her eyes stilled, and she saw again the self-portrait she had drawn in class at university.
Xu Zhinan: "You shouldn't be allowed to go to the bar at your age. You're not even an adult yet. But once you're inside, you can't drink alcohol today. You can only drink beverages."
Xu Zhinan also noticed it, and waited until the car drove into the underground parking garage before he tilted his head and asked with a smile, "You're not nervous now, are you?"
Xu Zhinan didn't expect that the bar owner still remembered her.
The bar owner paused, glanced at Lu Xihe who was next to Xu Zhinan, and tactfully shut up and changed the subject, "What a rare guest! I haven't seen you for a long time."
Xu's mother: "Nothing, just chatting, you guys take the grapes out and eat them."
This person is really...
Mother Xu smiled and said, "Okay, you have to come often, but you must be very busy at work now, so don't let it affect your work."
In fact, Lin Qingye had never been close to any other girls except her. When a girl confessed her love to him at that time, he just rejected her lightly and let it go without any other incident.
[Qiono-san: Yeah, I just arrived.]
The prints on the album can be seen with age, but they are still well preserved. The colors have faded but there is still no wear and tear, which is enough to show that they are well preserved.
The background is blurry, and the person's face isn't very clear either. But he looks so outstanding and his facial features are eye-catching that it doesn't seem blurry.
It just so happened that tomorrow night was the time of Lin Qingye's Music Festival. Xu Zhinan had nothing to do, so he agreed and informed everyone in the store about it, and they all cheered.
In the dim morning light, he stood on the steps holding many pumpkin dolls;
Xu Zhinan took Lin Qingye to her room.
In the evening, Lu Xihe called her and asked her if she was free the next day.
Lin Qingye raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Why are you worried about my physical strength again?"
Lin Qingye was not in a hurry to get out of the car. She turned off the engine, sat in the car with her head down and continued to play with her fingers.
She was so scared at the time that she was afraid he would not come back to see her.
The store closed early today and the bar was close, so a group of people walked directly over.
It's in the past.
"We were young then, and we, An Nan, wouldn't have worried about my health." Lin Qingye said leisurely, "It's not the case now. For the sake of us, An Nan, I have to be healthier and conserve my energy."
…
At that time, she was not familiar with the three members of his band at all, and she had no sense of security, so she was prone to having wild thoughts.
Xu Zhinan looked her up and down and frowned: "It's winter now, you're wearing so little, be careful not to catch a cold."
Immediately afterwards, her cell phone rang and Lin Qingye sent her a message: What are you doing
She hasn't lived here for a long time. Ever since she became busy with her work in the tattoo parlor, she has been living in that rental house. She would still go home because she had to work until the evening the next day.
"During the past two years since you were away." Xu Zhinan gently stroked it with his fingers, "Sometimes I miss you so much that I draw this."
Lin Qingye touched her head and put the album back, but accidentally took out a few pieces of paper sandwiched between the albums and dropped them lightly on the desk.
The customer base has always been relatively stable. If we really count the working hours, Xu Zhinan does not have as many as Li Yan and his other apprentices.
Xu Zhinan tattooed until dawn, her eyes turned red from crying. After she finished, she threw the tattoo pen aside, and her hands began to tremble slightly.
Mother Xu looked at Xu Zhinan again and said with a smile, "You too, can't take advantage of Qingye's kindness to you and act out of temper. He is busy with work, so you have to be more understanding. Anyway, I'll be relieved if you can take care of each other and stay together well."
Deep inside the cold and aloof personality is inferiority complex.
Lin Qingye smiled and said, "Okay."
In fact, she doesn't have much work, and because she is now a well-known tattoo artist in Yancheng, her fees are high. Generally, only some old customers will insist on asking her to do the work, or when the pattern is more complicated and Li Yan and his team can't do it well.
"Um."
After painting two pictures, she took out a picture album from the bookshelf and put the two new paintings with numbers in it.
It's been so long that she almost forgot about it.
He was actually very afraid of pain. She knew it the first time he carved his name on her back, but she still hardened her heart and tattooed such a large pattern on Lin Qingye's back.
Others in the store whistled and joked, "Sure, Li Yan!"
[Lin Qingye: They are a good match.]
You can almost imagine how he took this photo.
He then said to Xu Zhinan: "Come in, we're waiting for you, everyone is already here."
Although he said that, he had a smile on his face.
Lin Qingye turned sideways, raised his hand to pinch her chin, and pressed it down: "Thinking about it carefully, it seems that I am the one who is jealous, and I have never seen you jealous."
He lazily picked up the microphone and put it to his lips: "Don't talk nonsense, I have a girl I like, this kind of news is too misleading."
The news came with two photos, one was a photo of Ji Xia walking into the hotel, and the other was a photo of her standing in the hotel corridor with the door opposite her open, revealing half of Lin Qingye's profile behind the door.
"Well, is the time set?"
“I think I’ve earned it.”
"Yeah." Lin Qingye didn't continue the previous topic. He reached out to zip up her clothes and buttoned them up one by one. "Why didn't you even zip up your clothes when you went out just now?"
"Which one before?"
Xu Zhinan took a photo of the picture in the album and sent it to him.
…
Lin Qingye nodded: "Yes, I know."
"There are fewer people who like you?" Lin Qingye raised his eyebrows, "Why are you jealous and lazy? You won't eat when there are more people."
With nothing to do, she held her chin with one hand and turned back lazily.
Xu Zhinan pursed her lips and said nothing.
Xu Zhinan opened his mouth and said, "Ah."
There was no appointment today, so Xu Zhinan sat at the table and drew by himself.
Xu Zhinan also recognized him as the owner of this bar. She had met him once when she went to the bar with Lin Qingye.
Lin Qingye put on his shirt, stood up, and followed Fang Houyu out without saying a word.
"When will Guan Chi and the others come over?"
I picked up my phone, turned on the front camera, and took a random shot of my face. After taking the shot, I put it back immediately, making the background out of focus.
Xu Zhinan didn't want to talk to him anymore and urged him: "Hurry up and leave. You're almost late for your flight."
Lin Qingye laughed, and then he responded obediently: "I know."
"I didn't expect you to be nervous." He was in a good mood, and Xu Zhinan's mood also improved.
"Remember the last time I told you about that group of tattoo artists having a dinner together?" Lu Xihe asked.
The next night.
Xu Zhinan recalled and told the truth: "It seems not now, but it existed before."
Xu Zhinan said something to the boss again and went up to the second floor with them.
She didn't notice that a few minutes later a video quickly topped the trending search list, squeezing out the original #林清野季夏# and ranking first.