In his previous life, Luo Xingchuan kept these 17 gifts in a safe deposit box in a bank. When his family went bankrupt and became insolvent, the bank seized all of the Luo family’s domestic property and found this safe. Everyone thought there was some rare and precious jewelry inside. Or rare collections, and when you open them, they are all worthless gadgets!
"This matryoshka is pretty, I painted it by myself." A young man with colored arms walked out of the tattoo shop, chewing on betel nuts, looking at Luo Xingchuan's school uniform and the driver beside him, and then He stopped his gaze on the driver and asked the driver, "Are you here to get a tattoo? Do you have an appointment?"
The driver waved his hand again and again, "No, no, it's not my tattoo."
"I called you just now," Luo Xingchuan heard the voice of the young man with flowers arms. He was the one who answered the call.
"Oh," the young man with flowers arms looked at Luo Xingchuan with a long-lived expression. The school uniform of No. 1 High School on Luo Xingchuan's body is too conspicuous! The male school uniforms of No. 1 Middle School are not as bright as the female ones. They are simple dark blue trousers and white shirts. If the weather is cold, boys who are afraid of the cold will wear a gray wool vest outside, and in colder winters, they must wear a windbreaker. Occasionally, seeing groups of male students in a middle school on the street will always make people think of it. To the gentleman Qianqian.
This boy is even worse. Others are wearing clothes. He is wearing clothes. His own temperament makes the school uniform even more expensive, perhaps because he stands elegant and straight, and looks very good.
The flower arm youth asked lazily, "Are you an adult?"
"I am an adult at the end of this month, don't you serve minors?"
"That's not true, it's just a minor like you, emmm... Even if it's still a few days away, it's a minor," the young man with arms stopped hesitated. The young man looked like a "good baby". The young man with arms was a gangster. He has never dealt with such "good babies", and there is no such person among his clients.
The opening of the first order today is really amazing!
"All right, all right," he said as he invited the two in.
The house is narrow and narrow, and the three walls are covered with tattoo designs from top to bottom. Most of the designs are dark, with poor lighting and even more narrow. Three people standing inside felt crowded. The driver said to Luo Xingchuan, "Master , I am waiting for you outside."
"Ok."
"Why are there no other customers in your store?" Luo Xingchuan looked around.
"Today is a working day on Tuesday, and it is very early in the morning. It is normal for everyone to work and go to school. It is normal that there are few guests. You are my first guest today. At the weekend, my place is full. You see, I have A formal business license, as well as the message notes written by my old customers. As for hygiene issues, you can rest assured that the needles used for tattoos here are guaranteed to be disposable, one customer can change, and other tools are used every time Will be disinfected."
The flower-armed young man was afraid that Luo Xingchuan felt that his business was not good. He was a black shop. Various explanations. The answer he said was often asked by previous guests. He memorized it and blurted it out consciously, lest Luo Xingchuan would ask questions. , He also feels irritable after asking too many questions.
"I just asked casually, I didn't question your meaning," Luo Xingchuan looked up at the tattoo design on the wall.
The young man of Hua arm breathed a sigh of relief. For some reason, this good baby would give him an Alexander feeling. He asked the good baby, "I remember you said on the phone how many characters you want to tattoo? What character? Which font? Did I design it, or did you bring your own pattern?"
"I will write it myself."
"All right," the young man Hua Armor took out a gel pen and a piece of white paper from the drawer. "Sit down and write carefully. Don't shake your hands. I will use your font completely. If you are The writing is too ugly, and the final pattern will be ugly. This is not my responsibility." He continued to put the ugly words on the front.
"Well, I know." Luo Xingchuan held a pen and wrote two words on the paper: "Ye Tang." After thinking about it, he added a line of Latin letters under the Chinese character: "agonie".
Writing and painting are related. Luo Xingchuan can draw beautiful paintings, and of course the words he writes are also very beautiful. His hard pen has a solid structure and strong and elegant pen. It instantly turns a piece of white paper into a work of art. .
The young man with a flower arm stood behind him and saw what he wrote. His first reaction was to amaze him. This is the best word he has ever seen in real life. It is comparable to some hard pen calligraphers! When he saw what the young man had written, he was even more surprised, "Do you know Ye Tang?"
Luo Xingchuan was a little puzzled, "Do you know her too?"
Judging from the appearance of the young Huanian, he should be no more than 30 years old, about the same age as Ye Tang, "I know, of course I do. Her family lives in our alley. I watched her grow up. We can Familiar!"
Upon hearing this, Luo Xingchuan knew that this "Ye Tang" was nothing but a girl with the same name and surname as Ye Tang.
After Luo Xingchuan went to the United States in the previous life, he became involved in many bad habits, such as eating, drinking, gambling (X), smoking, drinking, drinking, but not getting tattooed. Because he is indeed a "good baby" in his bones, his upbringing from childhood to adulthood makes him full of contradictions. His clean skin is his last defense against himself after the worldly fall.
But when he heard Su Xiaodong calling the girl "Tang Tang", he suddenly thought of tattooing. Because that girl actually attracted his attention, a strange movement appeared in his already desolate and exhausted heart.
He didn't understand why this happened. He was very sure that he loved Ye Tang from beginning to end. He felt terrified. He was worried that one day he would forget Ye Tang.
He wants to tattoo her name on his heart.