A dead tree, bare attached to Han Jue's arm.

The trunk does not grow straight, and the growth is unpredictable. The branches were horizontally extended, and there were no leaves, and a few crows were scattered on them—because they were black, Zhang Yiman called these birds crows. Some of the crows stand and gaze, some look at each other, some are ready to fly, and some are already flying.

As the cuffs are slowly lifted, the pattern in front of you is revealed little by little.

Due to the use of candles to create the atmosphere, the light is not very bright when the headlights are not turned on in the room. In the dim light, Zhang Yiman held his breath, his eyes widened, and he was carefully looking at Han Jue's arm, not letting go of a single thing. There was indescribable sadness in his eyes.

Zhang Yiman has studied everything related to couples, and tattoos are naturally included.

When Zhang Yiman was a student, she witnessed that the young couples around her would tattoo each other's names, related symbols, or meaningful patterns that only the two of them could understand.

Zhang Yiman was the one who asked.

Although most of the couples who got tattoos broke up later, and the tattoos were washed off or covered, Zhang Yiman still longed for a tattoo together after having a boyfriend.

After confirming the relationship with Han Jue, Zhang Yiman even gave the names of their two future children, how could she not think of getting tattoos with Han Jue? She thought a lot about the patterns that only they knew.

However, I didn't expect Han Jue to already have a tattoo, a tattoo that had nothing to do with her.

[Ah......h

Looking at the trees and crows that were slightly mysterious under the warm candlelight, Zhang Yiman had a regret that he was one step late, and he was very sad.

Suddenly, Zhang Yiman felt the sense of oppression from the Great Demon King Weng Nanxi for a long time.

But Zhang Yiman didn't feel sad for too long, because she also used a trumpet to see Weng Nanxi's Weite yesterday, and saw a photo of Weng Nanxi attending a charity event recently, wearing a dress, with a smooth wrist and no tattoos.

Zhang Yiman breathed a sigh of relief, a little excited, and kept comforting himself that Han Jue's tattoo may not be related to his ex, maybe it was just a good-looking tattoo?

But this doesn't explain why Han Jue hides this really good-looking tattoo, so much so that in the summer, he would rather wear long sleeves to cover the tattoo.

[It's so good-looking, why hide it?] Zhang Yiman didn't know why.

Han Jue is no longer an idol artist, he doesn't need to be a good boy, and his image is no longer restricted by economic companies, so he can get a tattoo frankly.

[Is it a flaw, not satisfied?]

Zhang Yiman thinks this tattoo is very beautiful. The dead tree and the crow, the composition is harmonious, the composition of the dots, lines and surfaces is very horizontal, and it is obvious that the person who designed the tattoo was artistically trained......

[Pei Qing!] Zhang Yiman's eyes froze.

Zhang Yiman can think of Pei Qing when he sees anything related to painting now, and naturally guesses that this may be the pattern designed by Pei Qing for Han Jue.

In Zhang Yiman's heart, Pei Qing's threat was suddenly on par with Gu Fan.

Zhang Yiman couldn't resist the idea of biting Han Jue's arm, and sighed that he was so tired, so many rivals in love, all of them were very powerful in the open and in the dark, and they couldn't be guarded against.

[One Gu Fan, one Pei Qing, you just stay together, don't come to harm my uncle! If you dare to come, I will win over one first, and then fight another ......]

Zhang Yiman was thinking about how he could play with his rivals in the palm of his hand, while stretching out his index finger and slowly stroking it up the trunk of the dead tree with his fingertips.

Touching it, she suddenly felt a little strange, woke up from her fantasy, and touched Han Jue's tattoo back and forth several times.

[Huh, why are the branches and trunks different to the touch?Wow~~ What kind of technology is this?]

Zhang Yiman lamented that the current tattoos are too three-dimensional.

Only, why do tree trunks and crows look flat to the touch?

Zhang Yiman touched the slightly raised, uniform and straight branches, one, two, three, four......

Zhang Yiman panicked and thought of a possibility, his heart stagnated, the smile on his face disappeared instantly, and his breathing became rapid.

She is not a fool who doesn't understand anything, and in the cruel literature and romance of youth, the word "suicide" actually appears.

But Zhang Yiman never thought that such a thing would be so close to her, and it would happen to an uncle who was extremely powerful in her eyes and had a heart like steel.

All the doubts of a few minutes ago were answered in an instant.

The next moment, Zhang Yiman hurriedly covered Han Jue's tattoo with her hand, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and wanted to pull down the sleeves of Han Jue's bathrobe, but she was worried that the action was too deliberate, so she slowly pulled the quilt up.

Pull it until the quilt covers her entire head and Han Jue's arms.

Zhang Yiman was very annoyed, feeling that his movements were too late, from the very beginning when he lifted his sleeves, if the camera could shoot the arm, I am afraid that the tattoo would have been filmed in it.

When she looked back at Han Jue, she didn't know when Han Jue had woken up and was calmly looking down at her. I don't know if he woke up early, or if he was covering his tattoo too much just now, causing him to wake up.

"Uncle......" Zhang Yiman called softly, and he didn't speak. She had a lot to say and ask at this time, but she couldn't say any of them. Zhang Yiman, who has a strong control over her vocal cords, understands that if she says a few more words, the choking in her voice will be collected by the microphone, and then listened to by others, so that everyone will wonder why she is crying, and finally trace back to the secret in the tattoo, which is not good.

In the end, Zhang Yiman just turned his head sideways and looked at Han Jue without saying a word, tears filled up more and more in his eyes, and finally fell, flowing from his left eye to his right eye, and then sliding down to Han Jue's chest.

Han Jue sighed softly, stretched out his other hand, and hugged Zhang Yiman in his arms tightly with both hands.

He woke up when Zhang Yiman's fingers touched the scar.

Han Jue knew that the stupid girl was covering him up now, so he didn't pull down the quilt to comfort the stupid girl and ask her not to cry.

Han Jue just tightened his arms, holding the silly girl with his left hand, and gently patting her back through the quilt with his right hand.

He looked at the TV and said slowly:

"I'm not born to be a bad person. I used to be a good student and wanted to be a useful person in society. But suddenly something like that happened, I was disgusted by my relatives, I was pointed at by my neighbors and classmates, and I suddenly lost the heart of studying. Why did this happen to me? I couldn't understand it at the time, so I didn't like the world anywhere, and I hated everybody. Later, there was no one to teach or raise, and the knowledge was returned to the teacher, and there was no interest in being a useful person to society. Start doing things and breaking the rules. After unexpectedly discovering that he had the talent to fight, he began to look for people to fight everywhere, and it was okay to hit or be beaten, and he had a sense of existence. And people slowly become bad. I'm not blaming my family of origin for the bad things, I just want to say that the world is impermanent, and that was the first turning point in my life. ”

"I thought I'd go on and on, getting worse and worse, until it was so bad that the state would come in and clean me up. But luckily, when I was about fifteen years old, a friend who lent me money was a trainee of [Blue Whale]. At that time, I supported myself on my own, relying on part-time jobs and ...... borrowed money, was poor to death, felt that being a star could improve my life, and easily made money, and thousands of people called my name and liked me, at that time I was moved, and I wanted to be a star, so I signed up. This was my second turning point. ”

"Things are starting to get a little bit better. I seemed to have a bit of a talent for singing and dancing, but that's what I found out later. When I first went to sign up, the interviewer saw my face and let me pass. Later, I often didn't read books and practiced there, wanting to become a star soon. [Blue Whale] was also very good to me, tolerated a lot of my problems, and taught me a lot of skills. Later, the company held a draft competition and selected [. N.5], I went to the race and became the champion along the way. Then there were many, many people who liked me, and there were also team members. I met my best friend too. But then I did something stupid and broke a lot of people's hearts. Things are starting to get bad again. This is the third twist. ”

These words about the past, Han Jue has debuted for so long and has never revealed it.

Whether it was the people in the next room or Zhang Yiman, they all listened to Han Jue quietly.

"I'm too inflated and too stupid. After arriving at [Jinsha], he was held too high, no one in his eyes, he didn't know the height of the sky, he acted without scruples, he felt that he was the center of the world, no matter what he did, he would be forgiven, and he should be forgiven. But that's not the case. After exposing Jin Yuqi's external defeat, I shouted and killed online and offline, and soon no one liked me. Those who liked me no longer liked me, and ordinary people who didn't know me also began to scold me. I'm so conceited, how can I accept this kind of disparity? I yelled and bared my teeth and claws, hoping that people would look at me. In fact, in the eyes of others, I was bouncing around like a clown, which was very funny. ”

When Han Jue said [funny], he really chuckled, and his tone was flat as if he was telling someone else's story.

But it was this innocuous attitude that made Zhang Yiman, who had seen the scar on his wrist, almost die of heartache.

She smothered her face on Han Jue's chest, bit her lip, and let the tears flow without making a sound.

Han Jue looked at the TV screen and continued: "When things were irreparable, I just started to realize it and regret it. But [Blue Whale] didn't have the face to go back, and he didn't have a friend around him, so he suddenly realized how pitiful he was living. It's lonely. At that time, I accidentally talked about a girlfriend and felt that the whole person was redeemed. ”

Han Jue paused when he said this.

Because the content of the latter is not recorded in the diary of the predecessor.

But Han Jue paused for a moment, and then continued: "But what is the shining point of a waste like me? After breaking up, there is really nothing. Life is hopeless, and I don't know what to do. Fortunately, God hasn't killed me yet, and in this strange world, I met you. Meeting you was the last turning point in my life. ”

Zhang Yiman's little face was buried in Han Jue's arms, crying profusely, and his body trembled.

Although Han Jue's tone was light, as Han Jue listened all the way, Zhang Yiman could imagine how desperate Han Jue had been in despair when his life was hopeless. can also be heard from Han Jue's last sentence, if she hadn't met Han Jue, what would Han Jue do.

It turned out that the uncle said that she was a reason for him to live in this world, which was not an ordinary love story, but a fact.

"After meeting you, a lot of things started to make sense to me. I also went from being a cynical and barefoot person to learning to get along with the world, meeting new friends, falling in love, becoming more and more gentle, and taking in apprentices. It's all because of you. ”

Han Jue felt the silly girl in his arms hugging him tightly.

"Let's live a good life in the future. Han Jue smiled and hugged Zhang Yiman tightly, and patted her little head with his right hand through the quilt.

"Hmm...... Hmm!" Zhang Yiman bit his lip under the quilt, nodded desperately, and nodded desperately.

Zhang Yiman didn't know that the scar on Han Jue's arm was the latest, but she didn't want to care about it, she only knew that she would live the next days with her uncle now.

She was reluctant to add another branch to the dead tree.

......

......

At the end of the recording, Zhang Yiman had already exposed his little head.

Although the eyes are red, they no longer arouse suspicion.

The staff came in and started turning off the cameras in the house one by one, and turned them back on tomorrow morning. Although in the show, the last picture broadcast is two people hugging each other and sleeping, but in fact, they still have to sleep separately, and if they don't sleep separately, something big will happen.

The master bedroom is slept by Zhang Yiman, and Han Jue sleeps in the guest bedroom.

But when Guan Yi and Sister Qin also walked in, Han Jue gave Zhang Yiman a reassuring look, and then pulled Guan Yi to the double room where Guan Yi and Xiao Zhou slept.

"There are no cameras here, right?" asked Han Jue.

"No," Guan Yi replied, "what's wrong?"

Han Jue didn't speak, so he lifted his sleeves and revealed his tattoos.

"Tattoos, it's okay, you can show it now. Guan Yi said.

Guan Yi knew about Han Jue's tattoo last year. Now the idea is probably that Han Jue is no longer an idol, and tattoos are not a big deal, as long as they don't have the same face as individual rappers, that's fine.

However, Han Jue stretched out his hand, his index and middle fingers together, and under Guan Yi's gaze, he slowly scratched the wrist of the bathrobe.

Guan Yi was a little puzzled.

Han Jue slowly paddled again.

Guan Yi's eyes narrowed, understood.

Han Jue stopped moving.

Guan Yi threw down the sentence "You wait for me", turned around and walked outside, wanting to go to Director Wang to play back the footage of watching the movie together.

Now Han Jue and Guan Yi are glad that Zhang Yiman lit the candlelight, hoping that the tattoo under the candlelight will not be so clear, so that people can't find the scar even if they zoom in. And if the shooting is clear, then Guan Yi will have to test whether to delete the content again......

When Guan Yi went to find Director Wang, Han Jue walked to the window, looked at the night scene outside, and slowly exhaled.

During this trip to Qiong Province, Han Jue knew that the tattoo was likely to be hidden. But he prepared a plaster, and put it on his arm and put it on other places, so that when the time came, everyone would know that he had a tattoo, but they would not know that his tattoo was used to cover his scars.

As for the stupid girl, Han Jue thinks that since he is ready to have a serious relationship with the stupid girl, it is better to know the things that he must know sooner or later.

Han Jue had been looking for an opportunity to talk about this matter in person, but he didn't expect it to be like today.

After a while, Guan Yi came back and said, "The camera didn't shoot clearly. ”

Han Jue breathed a sigh of relief and prepared to leave.

"Wait. Guan Yi stopped Han Jue, his eyes were on Han Jue's arm, and he said, "Let's talk about that tattoo." ”

Han Jue's breath lifted again.