At the age of 18, Lin Sheng fell in love with a woman, a divorced woman who owned a tattoo shop.
On the day she came of age, Lin Sheng looked at her and asked in a low voice, "Will it hurt to get a tattoo?"
Fang Hui teased the little girl, "Yes, it hurts. Do you still have the tattoo?"
The skin on the waist was punctured a little bit, stinging slightly.
Lin Sheng's clenched fists quietly unclenched, and she thought to herself: What Fang Hui said is not credible at all.
Concept: Her butterflies will only dance for her