Introduction to the work
"His tattoo is the last touch of my name"
I worked as a mute substitute for Fu Xizhou for seven years. He kissed my collarbone and called "Nan Nan". He gave me money and an apartment, but he never asked me what my name was. The real owner Shen Nan came back, I quietly disappeared and used the breakup fee to support an art student.
Fu Xizhou came to me like crazy and asked me with red eyes: "You even want to find a low-end version to be a substitute?"
I tore up seven years of medical records and typed the last sentence on my phone with a broken screen: "Mr. Fu, your Nannan died three years ago. I am just a fake."
Later I discovered that the mole under my collarbone, which I thought was natural, was tattooed by him while I was sleeping. The tattoo started very heavy and ended up upward, which was the last stroke of his name "zhou".
It turns out that he had already left his mark.
But he doesn't know that my name is Shen An, and there's only one difference between me and Shen Nan. And that stroke, tattooed on my body, he never looked down to see clearly.
Concept: BE short story