Chengxi County is a small county.
Song Jiayue, the cousin of the early Song Dynasty, studied in the local eleventh middle school and was a vocational high school student.
But his parents were strict and he was not a bad person. Song Chu felt that he was even a bit dull, having fun and having fun every day. After all, he was a young boy who often took Song Chu out to play.
But at a class reunion, Song Jiashi got drunk by some unscrupulous people and dragged him to get a tattoo on his back.
After waking up, I was frightened. I usually go to my parents' shop to help, but I couldn't leave and felt guilty, so I asked Song Chu to help me find a tattoo shop nearby that could remove it.
So Song Chu went to and from school every day, wearing a white shirt and carrying a schoolbag, looking at the familiar shops, as if he wanted to spot a tattoo shop among them.
Unfortunately not.
Instead, the proprietresses of the breakfast shop and stationery shop on the street greeted Xiao Songchu with smiles.
"Chuchu, go to school."
Super I person Song Chu stiffened, nodded, smiled lightly, and had two small dimples.
The shopkeepers felt their hearts melting.
But as luck would have it, a week later, after the evening self-study class, Song Chu was dragged by his classmates to a clearance grocery store to buy some small pendants. He took another way home and saw a poster at the entrance of a small alley.
It was dark and only the street lights were on. The poster shows a tattoo on a man's naked back, with black background and colorful patterns, including dragons and tigers. It's really scary if you don't look carefully.
There are four big white characters on it.
Scale tattoo
Printed below are a few lines of small print:
Open 24 hours Tel: 156 ×××× ××××
Behind every tattoo there is a story
I hope I am a witness to your story
Song Chu had a thought in his mind and walked towards the alley.
Climb a long flight of stairs, turn right, and arrive at the tattoo shop.
The lights were on at this time, and through the glass, there was a man sitting at the front desk, with sharp eyebrows and a slight frown, a bit sinister.
Song Churu thought.
Not knowing where the courage came from, he opened the door.
"Boss... Can tattoos be removed here?"
In the end, Song Jiayue's tattoos were not washed here, but were taken to other places by friends to have them processed.
Song Chu and Feng temporarily met twice more and gradually became acquainted with each other.
Feng Ran was actually stunned when he saw such a little boy walking into the store.
The boy opened the door, bringing some coolness of autumn and residual warmth of summer.
The white shirt of the school uniform is clean, and a section of the arm is exposed under the short sleeves. The white is a bit dazzling, and it is thin but not too thin. The black shorts just reach the knees, the calves are well-proportioned, and the lines are thin and strong.
The hair is very dark and soft, hanging down beside the ears and slightly covering the end of the eyebrows. The eyebrows are delicate, the brow bones are distinct, the bridge of the nose is straight, and the jawline is clear. The eyes are exceptionally bright, as if filled with water, and they always look serious and quiet when looking at people.
Such a good kid can also get tattoos?
Later, he watched the boy enter high school and then college.
Fewer children come back.
The tree in front of the door has dense branches, the sun shines through, and the light and shadow are intertwined.
Until the summer vacation of the child's junior year.
Purpose: It's better not to fall in love with straight men
