"No, we're not talking about one person," Luo Xingchuan shook his head and said to the flower-armed youth.

The young man with the flower arm had a flash of inspiration,

"Oh oh, oh, I know, is the 'Ye Tang' you are talking about the rich lady reported on the Internet?" He remembered the hot content pushed by the news app recently.

Luo Xingchuan said "um".

Ye Tang is not a star, not an Internet celebrity, the news of her sailboat crash is not even on the Internet hot search list, but the huge legacy behind her is particularly concerning, and the news headlines often contain eye-catching words such as "hundreds of millions of family assets" and "huge inheritance".

Many netizens left messages, saying, "So much money, it's a pity that she donated it to charity hastily and easily, so it's better to give me a little!" That way, I don't have to struggle for the rest of my life. ”

The young man with the flower arm also left similar remarks on the Internet, of course, just to make a fuss.

He thought, this young man is a rich young master at first glance, and he is estimated to be very familiar with the rich girl who hung up.

Tattooing the names of deceased relatives and friends on his body, remembering and commemorating, there is nothing wrong, but the young man with the flower arm always feels that something is wrong, he carefully looked at the line of Latin letters under the word "Ye Tang", "agonie." ”

"I've never seen this English word, what does it mean?" Loved you'? Huajian Youth graduated from high school and his English grades were a mess, but after he engaged in the tattoo industry, he signed up for an English training class to make up for English. No way, many customers like to tattoo English, if he doesn't know English, how to communicate with the other party?

"It's not English," Mr. Luo said, "it's French." ”

The young man with the flower arm took out his mobile phone, turned on the translator, and typed in the word, and the interpretation that came out was: "doomsday, pain, and end".

So mournful! So dark! It's so scary!

At a young age, is it okay to curse yourself like this?

The flower-armed youth thought it would be better to tattoo a skeleton or be crucified by a Jesus. But the pronunciation is indeed "loved you", eh...... Could it be that this underage has something ...... for a rich girl?

The customer's choice, he has no right to put his beak, he asked Luo Xingchuan, "Black words?" ”

"Well, black."

"Where's the tattoo?"

Luo Xingchuan raised his hand and pointed to his chest,

Abuses! Abuses!

The flower-armed young man opened his eyes, the "good baby" on the surface was actually so good, that Ye Tang seemed to be almost thirty years old, and he tattooed the name of a woman so much older than himself on his chest...... Is it an unruly love?

The young man with the flower arm began to have the content of the YY sister-brother love in his head, "How much area do you want for Chinese characters and letters?" ”

Luo Xingchuan gestured again, "It's about this big." ”

"OK, 2 Chinese characters, 1 200 yuan, 6 letters, 1 100 yuan, a total of 1000 yuan."

Luo Xingchuan nodded,

The transaction is closed.

The flower-armed youth began to mix the dye, "You take off the whole shirt, so that when you get a tattoo, the dye will get on your school uniform, such a white cloth can't be washed off." ”

When he got the dye and turned around, Luo Xingchuan had already covered his upper body, and his eyes were suddenly shocked. He also started tattooing himself at the age of sixteen or seventeen. At that time, his family was poor and had no money, so he could only find the kind of underground informal tattoo parlor, and then he didn't go to high school, and he couldn't find a job when he came out, so he left home halfway to learn tattoos.

This year is his 10th year as a tattoo artist, his craft is really good, he can draw patterns, he can write, he considers himself an "artist", he has a certain appreciation of beauty.

The body of this teenager is undoubtedly beautiful, he is still young, he already has obvious muscle texture on his body, there is no fat to be seen, the proportions are excellent, and the proportions are just right. His snow-white skin was without a single blemish, as if it was radiating a glowing white. Such a clean child has not been contaminated by the filth of the world. The flower-armed youth was a little unbearable, "Are you sure you want a tattoo?" ”

"Well, it's tattooed here," Luo Xingchuan pointed to a more accurate location, the location of his heart.

The tattoo needle pierced the skin, a drop of blood spilled out, and the flower-armed youth said, "It hurts a little." ”

Luo Xingchuan didn't move his brows, and said lightly, "It's okay." ”

……

Ye Tang, Zhao Zhenfang, and Cen Yannan returned to Fuxing Lane, and they saw Cen Jin looking at the entrance of the alley from afar, and when they saw their son, she trotted over in slippers.

At four o'clock in the morning, the last table of Ma friends left, and Cen Jin found the schoolbag that Cen Yannan threw at the door, and her heart tightened, realizing that her son had not returned overnight. Although Cen Yannan was doing evil outside, he never didn't go home at night. In the past, no matter how much he was out there, he would always come back.

Called his son's mobile phone, he didn't answer - there was no battery, and the phone turned off automatically. Cen Jin was so anxious that he waited from four o'clock to the present, finally waiting for the child.

She breathed a sigh of relief to see him intact. As for the injury on his face, she ignored it, and as long as the child was not missing an arm or leg, she was thankful.

"How are you together?"

"I met on the road," Cen Yannan was so sleepy that he yawned one after another, "Don't ask, I'm fine anyway, and I didn't make trouble, I just wandered around outside, I want to go back to sleep, and I'm sleepy." ”

Cen Jin was also very distressed, "Then you go upstairs and sleep for a while." ”

The brain circuits of the mother and son are very different from those of normal mother and son - at this time, the 17-year-old child should sit in the classroom for class, but the two of them did not think about asking the teacher for leave at all, Cen Jin rarely called the teacher, she is actually very self-aware, her son is like this, don't trouble the teacher, she is afraid that the teacher will annoy them.

Zhao Zhenfang and Ye Tang were about to go home, Cen Jin stopped Ye Tang and took out 4 and a half stacks of banknotes from his pocket, "This is the money you won yesterday, I took it out for you." ”

San'er and Sister-in-law Liu are both branded people, and yesterday afternoon they transferred the money owed to Ye Tang to Cen Jin's Alipay. Cen Jin immediately transferred to the bank card, she hurriedly went to the bank before the bank got off work, more than 40,000 yuan is not a small amount, the ATM machine cannot be operated, so there is a special white seal of the bank on the 4 piles of money.