What's the deal with the tattoo on your hand?"

He asked unintentionally, curious at best.

With Si Sheng's temperament, it is not strange to have a tattoo, but the meaning of the word tattoo ...... Let him mind a little.

"Oh," a peanut was finally fed to his mouth, Si Sheng breathed a sigh of relief, threw the chopsticks on the coffee table, and said in a lazy tone, "To commemorate the first love." ”

Commemorate the first love.

The tone of understatement, but let these four words wrap like a bomb, boom, something seems to explode in my mind, arousing indescribable trembling, spreading from the top of the head down, numb to the back, limbs, and hundreds of bones all over the body.

There was a brief gap in thinking.

Immediately squatting down beside Si Sheng, Ling Xize's eyes were deep and solemn, his eyebrows were invisibly wrinkled, and he asked softly, "Why?"

"Huh?"

Si Sheng raised his eyes as if confused.

Her dark eyes were brighter, but her drunkenness was thicker, she twisted her eyebrows, and after a while, she asked, "It's my first love, isn't it worth remembering?"

The Adam's apple rolled around, and Ling Xize's voice was slightly deep, "That's it?"

"Need a lot of reasons?" Si Sheng asked rhetorically.

On the day she broke up with Ling Xize, she passed by a tattoo parlor, and because it was newly opened by a friend, she entered the door in order to cheer up. She didn't think about what to tattoo until the boss asked her, but the moment he asked, when he thought of Ling Xize, the word came to her mouth.

End, the end, is her farewell to this relationship, and there may be a one-sided factor.

But whatever the meaning, for her, it was only a temporary idea.

Ling Xize stared at her closely.

is full of complex emotions colliding and intersecting, but in the end, in the silent gaze, a full powerlessness is derived.

Without the intention of competing with peanuts, Si Sheng rolled down her sleeves and dragged her uncontrollable body to get up, when she suddenly heard Ling Xize's inquiry-

"Where did you get the tattoo?"

*

The night is getting darker.

There are no lights in the bedroom, and the curtains are drawn to block out the light transmitted from the outside, and only the light that comes in through the open door can reveal the outline of the interior scenery.

Ling Xize walked to the door, and when he put his hand on the doorknob, he turned around and looked at the person lying on the bed in the dimly lit bedroom.

After being drunk, Si Sheng was very quiet, not noisy, not noisy, not demonic, as soon as he arrived in the quilt, he consciously rolled up the quilt, like making dumplings, wrapped the whole person in it, and then remained motionless.

With the faint light, Ling Xize glanced at the side of her face and paused for a moment.

The face is small, the skin is white, the facial features are delicate, and the hair is scattered. The eyelashes are slender and thick, and the eyes are closed, not as if they were awake, or lazy, or aggressive, or cunning, interpreting vivid emotions and catching people's attention.

However, she is quiet, and if she looks at her twice, her heart will be heavy. When the emotion goes up, it chokes in the throat, dry and astringent.

Suddenly, Ling Xize remembered the night five years ago-

The sky is full of loess, the sand is flying, in the night of the northwest desert, the moon is bright and the stars are sparse, the sky is cold, and the world is only lonely and desolate with no bottom in sight.

She sat on top of the dust, her long legs bent and stretched, her white fingers rubbing the wine glass, and in the moonlight, her smile was uninhibited.

is clearly a beautiful woman who is as beautiful as a fairy and has the posture of a captivating city, and can be a goblin who brings disaster to the country and the people in the world, but he has a chivalrous demeanor that is not confined to the world, and the wanton heroism of the world.

She is like a chivalrous woman who walked out of the rivers and lakes in ancient times, and in her world, there are swords and swords, as well as happiness and hatred.

Nowadays, there is freedom and heroism, but there is a little more quiet and indifferent.

Faintly, her clear and smiling voice, as if through the years, through time, came from that quiet and empty night, clear and clear-

"Drink? Two bottles of soju, not drunk. ”

Little liars.

Ling Xize chuckled and closed the door.

......

in the living room.

After cleaning up the messy coffee table, Ling Xize heard the sound of "Ding Dong-", one after another, continuously.

Following the sound, I saw the mobile phone screen on Si Sheng's coffee table lit up suddenly.

[Chu Luo]: Did I drink broken pieces last night?

[Chu Luo]: I slept for a day and just woke up.

[Chu Luo]: Also, I saw the annotations in the storyboard, you changed it for me last night?

So, it's Chu Luo, not Zhong Yu?

Chu Luo.

Such a name should be a woman.

However, storyboards?

*

The next day, the weather improved, and the sun was warm.

Turning over, Si Sheng squinted slightly, only feeling a splitting headache.

A few seconds later, in the dim field of vision, she saw unfamiliar bedding, pillows, bedside tables, floor lamps......

The picture appeared intermittently, realizing something, Si Sheng lifted the quilt, got up with a frown, raised his fingers and rubbed his eyebrows.

Finding the slippers, Si Sheng stepped on them, and then pulled them out.

The bedroom was covered by curtains, but when the door opened, the living room was bright and full of light, which made her squint.

There was no one in the living room, there was movement in the kitchen, and when Si Sheng walked to the kitchen door, he was quite surprised and stunned when he saw Ling Xize who was busy.

Taking the time to look at her, Ling Xize asked lightly, "Do you have a headache?"

"A little," Si Sheng leaned against the door with one arm in his arms, and asked suspiciously, "How can I sleep in your bedroom?"

Lowering his eyes, Ling Xize opened the boiling pot, and the boiling water inside lifted a curling white mist, rising in bursts.

He said, "Take you home, trouble." ”

"And where do you sleep?"

"Guest bedroom. ”

Si Sheng raised his eyebrows, "Interesting." ”

...... "Who wants to be 'interesting enough' with you."

Secretly slandering to himself, Ling Xize didn't speak.

Si Sheng smiled, "Then I'll go first." ”

His eyes moved slightly, and Ling Xize suddenly spoke, "Tofu brain." ”

Si Sheng, who was about to turn around, heard the sound and looked at him suspiciously, "Huh?"

Putting the lid of the pot away, Ling Xize looked over and said slowly, "There is tofu brain for breakfast, can you eat it?"

Slightly stunned, Si Sheng asked in surprise, "Are you making breakfast?"

Ling Xize: "......"

Afraid of dampening his enthusiasm, Si Sheng thought about it and asked from another angle: "Do you know how to make tofu brain?"

"Fast food. ”

Ling Xize glanced at the packaging bag next to it that read 'Instant Tofu Flower'.

Si Sheng asked, "How long will it take?"

"About half an hour. ”

"......" This time is enough for takeaway to be delivered to your door.

However, after a turn of thought, Si Sheng still had a 'friendly and encouraging' attitude and said, "Okay, I'll go take a shower and come back." ”

As soon as she turned around, Ling Xize twisted her eyebrows slightly, and said, "The door lock code is my birthday." ”

Si Sheng, who had taken two steps, paused, hesitated again and again and turned around.

didn't speak, just looked at Ling Xize.

“......”

“......”

The four eyes looked at each other, and they were speechless.

Little by little, the air was frozen in invisible embarrassment.

Ling Xize suddenly realized something-

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