Eyes met, and Shi Yuan crashed into the man's dark eyes.

Yan Yao raised his eyebrows, and neither of them spoke.

I hadn't seen her for four days, and Shi Yuan thought that yesterday Yan Yao asked her when she would go back to school.

She said tomorrow.

After two seconds, Yan Yao beckoned: "Come here." ”

Listening to the low magnetic and cold tone in her ears, Guan Xiyue hooked her head from the tattoo bed and looked out.

Seeing Shi Yuan, Guan Xiyue wiped away her non-existent tears.

"Bao, come quickly, it hurts me to death."

Su Cha silently stopped moving.

He hasn't even started yet.

Su Cha pulled the distance away from the tattoo machine a little: "Little sister, you keep messing around with me, I can't get a tattoo." ”

Guan Xiyue swallowed her saliva: "What, I think the picture just now was a little sloppy, I asked my best friend to help me choose again." ”

Su Cha nodded gently: "If you are not sure whether you want to get a tattoo, you can think about it for a while, after all, this pattern is permanent, and it is easy to get rid of it if you regret it on the tattoo." ”

Even if the teenager was wearing a mask, he could not hide the burn marks on his cheeks.

Only those eyes are clean and clear, and the voice is extraordinarily beautiful.

Guan Xiyue nodded seriously: "Tattooed, you wait." ”

She got off the tattoo bed and got off the ground, and looked at Shi Yuan and Yan Yao with her shoes on.

She didn't ignore the handsome man's familiar words just now.

"You know?"

Yan Yao didn't look at her, his eyes only fell on Shi Yuan's face.

Shi Yuan sighed, this is a coincidence.

Su Cha stared at the girl wearing a dark green new Chinese suit at the door, the girl was gentle and beautiful in the half-bright light, her long hair was half coiled behind her head, her temperament was elegant, and the lollipop in her mouth made her feel less distance.

After sorting the tattoo equipment, he looked up again.

Yan Yao's eyes looked like he glanced at Su Cha inadvertently.

Su Cha clearly felt his brother Yao's somewhat cold eyes and touched his nose.

Brother Yao himself was watching, and he didn't delay his work after looking at it twice.

The skin under Guan Xiyue's one-shoulder sweater was like congealed cream, and she looked at Yan Yao to see Shi Yuan.

Shi Yuan smiled, and his voice was soft and calm: "I know, he is my boyfriend." ”

Su Cha's hand scrambled with the tattoo utensils.

Guan Xiyue's footsteps faltered.

"Brother Yao, are you in love?"

"What ?!!"

Two incredible words smashed into the ears at the same time.

Guan Xiyue thought of the shop she had just entered because she was greedy for beauty, and she was still thinking about how to hook up with this cool guy when she was lying there to get a tattoo.

Shi Yuan rubbed his ears.

Guan Xiyue's face turned red and red, and finally grabbed Shi Yuan's hand: "Sister, I'll kneel for you first." ”

Shi Yuan was stunned for two seconds.

Guan Xiyue blinked: "I just missed you man in Xiao." ”

Taking care of Xiyue's knees that were already about to kneel, Shi Yuan hurriedly held Guan Xiyue.

"Don't stop me, I'm guilty."

Shi Yuan couldn't cry or laugh, Guan Xiyue's entire weight was pressed on her.

"Do you really want to kneel?"

The girl smiled with her eyebrows, and the next second she was about to withdraw the hand that was holding her.

Guan Xiyue pulled back the sweater she deliberately pulled down, and became a good family in a second.

"Sin does not lead to death, I have deeply reflected, and I will not kneel or kneel."

Then I made a lip shape: go home and kneel for you alone.

Smelling the smell of incense on Shi Yuan's body, Guan Xiyue sniffed: "It's so fragrant, it smells good, you came out to find me and sprayed incense, treasure." ”

The sticky and throat-pinching voice made Su Cha speechless for a few seconds at Guan Xiyue's out-of-the-box thinking.

Shi Yuan pushed her head: "Stand up, you're so heavy." ”

Guan Xiyue straightened up and stood up straight.

The man sitting didn't know when he had gotten up, the casual trousers outlined the man's straight long legs, the hand holding the mug was cold and white, and he was obviously surrounded by a sharp temperament, and the eyebrows and eyes that had just faintly been angry didn't know when to calm down, and every step he slowly walked over was with wildness.

"Wear it like this, isn't it cold?"

He took the mug and covered his cold palm.

"I forgot to bring my coat when I came out."

Guan Xiyue hooked up her coat from the sofa, put it on and buttoned it, covering her deliberately revealing figure.

Looking at Shi Yuan and Yan Yao, Guan Xiyue scratched her chin.

These two people are really compatible.

Su Cha also poured a cup of hot tea for Guan Xiyue.

Guan Xiyue took it and thanked her.

Looking at the boy, Guan Xiyue thought for a while: "I don't have any tattoos today, I'll find time to come over again." ”

A new guest entered the store, and Su Cha smiled: "Okay." ”

After taking a sip of half a cup of hot tea, Shi Yuan took out his mobile phone: "Is there a charger, the mobile phone is out of battery." ”

Yan Yao took the phone and looked at her wrist: "Are there any other arrangements for the afternoon?" ”

Shi Yuan shook his head.

"I'll make it up for you."

Shi Yuan lay down on the tattoo chair, and Yan Yao took the tools over.

Guan Xiyue looked at the butterfly on his wrist.

"I got a tattoo during the summer vacation of my sophomore year of high school, and it's been almost three years now, and I still have the tattoo draft for you."

Shi Yuan didn't have much memory, staring at the butterflies in his hands.

Guan Xiyue hugged her arms, thinking of the little girl who gave Shi Yuan a tattoo at that time, who was as old as them, and she didn't give Shi Yuan a tattoo, saying that she was not an adult. Shi Yuan fell into the lake on the first day of junior high school, his health has been poor, he took a year off from school, and he just turned 18 years old in the summer vacation at the end of his second year of high school.

After reading it, the little girl asked for her ID card repeatedly, and after receiving affirmation, she was no longer discouraged.

Guan Xiyue only remembered that the little girl's tattoo technique was very powerful, and the manuscript made Shi Yuan like it at a glance, and she tattooed it without hesitation.

In the end, she also said authoritarianly that no one else was allowed to tattoo this, and she wanted to buy it out.

Guan Xiyue couldn't help but laugh when she thought of Shi Yuan's delicate appearance at that time.

"The color is fading a lot."

Shi Yuan pulled the cuffs and exposed the entire tattoo.

Su Cha heard what Guan Xiyue said just now, and hesitated again and again but stepped forward.

The first time I got a tattoo was in the summer vacation at the end of my sophomore year of high school.

After seeing the butterfly tattoo on Shi Yuan's wrist, Su Cha's face showed excitement.

"That tattoo manuscript was drawn by the deceased, if you still have it, you can bring it to the store, and I will give you a tattoo for free, no size limit."

The tone is slightly urgent.

Yan Yao looked at Su Cha.

Su Cha pursed her lips: "Brother Yao, my sister's paintings have been burned by the family......"

The young man's tone was very sad, and he stopped talking.

This shop was originally opened to sue my sister, and it would be nice if there was a manuscript for suing my sister in the store.

The young man's gaze fell on Shi Yuan's wrist with burning heat.

Shi Yuan thought of the single word 'sue' on the signboard when he first entered the store.

Guan Xiyue gave up his position to Yan Yao.

The atmosphere was gratuitous and a little awkward.

"She's gone?"

Shi Yuan's sudden inquiry made Su Cha's eyes a little red: "This tattoo on your hand is her first and last work when she was alive." ”

Shi Yuan breathed lightly: "I'm sorry." ”

This question is a bit presumptuous.

Yan Yao's gaze was on Shi Yuan's body, and his eyes were slightly darker.

"Su tea, the water just boiled."

Su Cha knew that Brother Yao was chasing him, and there was a water dispenser in the store, and there was no hot water kettle.

Guan Xiyue also went to the rest area.

Shi Yuan thought of that night, Yan Yao praised the butterfly on her wrist.

It's beautiful, he said.

It's like a thread in my heart, tangled and then messed up.

The other boy in the store didn't look very old, as evidenced by the high school uniform jacket on the couch.

"I own this shop."

Shi Yuan listened to Yan Yao's words, and a trace of subtlety suddenly rose in his heart.

His gaze focused again, to the bottom of the man's deep eyes.

"Not what you think."

After saying this, Yan Yao had already begun to fill in the color.

Listening to the sound of machinery, Shi Yuan looked at his wrist.

"It hurts, don't bear it."

He can cry, he can coax.