Anzi wiped his eyes fiercely, staring at Gu Yang who was lying on his stomach and couldn't speak.

I don't know what Gu Yang experienced when he left this scar, but now that he can say it so lightly, Anzi didn't feel relieved, he only felt distressed to death.

"Is it just tattooed on this scar?" asked Anzi in a hoarse voice, not asking what she had been through.

"Well, look at it, just cover this scar. Gu Yang yawned, and there seemed to be sleepiness in her voice, but her half-squinted eyes were clear, and she said in a low voice: "This scar is too ugly." ”

"Since you know it's ugly, you will honestly make less trouble in the future...... Anzi muttered, looking at Gu Yang lying on her stomach and not moving, thinking that she was asleep, and her voice became lower and lower.

But Gu Yang seemed to suddenly remember something, and woke up as if he was awake: "Don't be numb." ”

Anzi held the needle for a moment, looked at her sideways for a while, and then wrinkled his eyebrows and responded: "Okay." ”

There was no anesthesia, and the pain was clear when the tattoo tool pierced the skin, but Gu Yang didn't say a word, but the hand that was originally under his chin was clutching the sheet underneath, and his knuckles were white because he was too hard.

Anzi looked back at her several times, Gu Yang was helpless by her, pulled the corners of his lips, and said with a smile: "Anzi, help me light a cigarette." ”

Anko put down what she was holding, took out a cigarette case and a lighter from her pocket, and lit one for her.

"It hurts terribly. Anzi asked in a hoarse voice.

"It's ok. Gu Yang took a hard puff, his delicate eyebrows and eyes were hidden under the smoke, a little blurred, but the lip that bit the cigarette butt was pale and bloodless.

Anzi didn't ask again, knowing that it would be happier to get a tattoo earlier.

The pain on her back made Gu Yang extremely sober, she thought in a trance, wanted to divert her attention, thought of herself and Shen Ci three years ago, and also thought of when this scar was left.

This scar was not left by a knife, but a rusty iron pipe, cut across his back, in fact, Gu Yang didn't feel pain at that time, there were so many wounds on his body, and the whole person was already half dead, who cares about this pain on his back.

Later, when Gu Yang woke up in the hospital, the first thing the doctor said to her was to sigh that she was dying, and if the injury was deeper, she would really have to lie in bed for the rest of her life.

Probably because it was really useful to divert attention, Gu Yang was in a trance, and he felt that it didn't seem to hurt so much.

The sentence she wanted to tattoo in English was neither long nor short, and by the time Anzi had tattooed her, the sky was already dark, and Anzi did the final work and straightened up, her hands holding the tools were shaking, and her forehead was covered with fine sweat, just like when she had just learned to tattoo with her master and tattooed her first customer.

No, it's more stressful than it was then.

Anzi thought about it, but still looked at Gu Yang, and saw that the sweat on her forehead was not much better than her own, and said softly: "You can sleep here before leaving." ”

She spoke, got up and closed the door.

Gu Yang replied in a low voice and fell asleep in a daze.

When she woke up, her back hurt hotly, but Gu Yang had regained her composure, she sat up, took her clothes and put them on, and there was movement from the security door behind her.

"What do you want to eat?" Anko walked out with a bowl of noodles.

Gu Yang smiled, "Didn't you do it all for me?"

Her eyes fell on the noodles held by Anzi, the hand-rolled noodles were poured with meat sauce, and sprinkled with green onions, which were very fragrant, Gu Yang took the first bite, and his eyes lit up and said to Anzi: "It's still as delicious as before." ”

Yasuko's eyes turned red again.