you have to talk to me

The tattoo artist recommended by Yu Gang is called the youngest, who looks like a thin monkey, wearing a loose vest, revealing two thin hands like table legs, and tattooed arms.

He carefully checked the writing on Yang Fan's back shoulder, and teased him with experience: "Xu Youlin, what's the name of your ex-girlfriend?"

Yang Fan's eyebrows twitched, and he said angrily, "Can you wash it clean?"

Fingers like chicken paws rubbed against the skin.

"I can't see enough," said the youngest and threw a PAD to him, "Your color is already very pale, why not choose a pattern and cover it to avoid suffering."

"You look at this picture, it looks good, and it seems to be very suitable for you."

Feng Jimeng also put her head in, looking at the selection picture on the screen.But Yang Fan swiped and pulled a few times casually, and returned the PAD to the youngest with a look of no interest.

"Still decided to wash?"

Feng Jimeng pressed Yang Fan's shoulder: "Brother, don't wash it, it's easy to get infected in summer."

"That's right, it may not be able to wash clean, why suffer from this crime. Little handsome boy, you can persuade him."

"Can you get tattoos?" Yang Fan asked suddenly.

"Okay, it can also cover up characters. What characters do you want tattooed?"

Yang Fan was silent for a moment, then glanced at Feng Jimeng: "'Double Happiness'."

"..." The well-informed tattoo artist was also stunned, and it took a long time before he said, "It's the first time someone has tattooed these four characters."

Feng Jimeng turned her head away, laughing muffledly that her shoulders trembled.

Yang Fan grabbed Feng Jimeng's clothes and broke him over: "Is it so funny?"

"No...hahahaha..."

Feng Jimeng laughed more and more happily, hugging her stomach with both hands, hooking her waist, looking like she couldn't stop.

His eyelashes are curved, there are two deep dimples in the center of his cheeks, and the corners of his eyebrows and eyes are shining.Feng Jimeng rarely smiles on weekdays, and this is the first time Yang Fan has seen him laughing so heartily, like a puff of white snow falling from the top of a mountain, when it meets spring at the foot of the mountain, the snow melts and turns into a gurgling stream The clear stream will flow well in Yang Fan's heart.

He looked at Feng Jimeng for a while, and when the youngest finished his preparations, he walked up to him and asked him to take off his clothes. Yang Fan suddenly changed his words and said, "Change it to 'Meng', 'Double Happiness is Meng'."

The youngest has completely lost interest in giving him any advice: "The customer is God, you have the final say."

When Yang Fan was doing the tattoo on his stomach, Feng Jimeng squatted next to the recliner, holding his chin, watching the tattoo artist cover up the previous marks little by little, replace them with brand new characters, and put his own name on it.Even if it is the same "Pro", the tattoo artist has re-used a different font, completely covering the previous words.

The four characters "Double Happiness and Adoration" are arranged up and down. From a distance, it looks like a square pattern. When you look up close, you can see that the strokes are particularly delicate, and the font is also very artistic.

This old youngest looks unreliable, but in fact he is very meticulous in his work, and it took an hour to finish the small four-character pattern.He took away the tools and gave some precautions, knowing that it was Yu Gang's friend who gave them a [-]% discount.After Yang Fan paid the money and was about to leave, Feng Jimeng suddenly said, "I'll get a tattoo too."

Yang Fan took his hand and pulled it out: "Didn't you hear someone say you can't get wet? This summer is so troublesome. You will start tutoring again the day after tomorrow. Forget it, don't get tattooed."

Feng Jimeng broke away from Yang Fan: "No, I want it."

Annoyed, Yang Fan grabbed him again and dragged him to the door: "Why didn't you listen to me, you brat? What's the tattoo on the student's family?"

"I've had tattoos before, and it's not like you don't know."

"...Go, come back with me."

"I want to tattoo your name too."

"It's stupid to tell you that."

"Then why are you still doing it?"

"..." Yang Fan puffed up his eyes and was almost choked by Feng Jimeng.

"Stupid." He didn't know who he was scolding, but after finishing speaking, Yang Fan ignored him and turned to smoke.

Feng Jimeng entered the store again, the youngest was washing his hands, he glanced at Feng Jimeng: "Do you want a tattoo?"

"Ah."

"Congratulations on the great success of the rebellion." The youngest man wiped his hands, took out a new set of tools, and put on gloves, "What tattoo? Where is it?"

"Written 'Smooth sailing'," Feng Jimeng gestured with his fingers on his chest, "I don't like the tattoo on my back, it's just below the collarbone on the right side, right where my brother's back shoulder is facing."

The youngest was stunned for a moment, glanced at the handsome young man in front of him, then at the handsome handsome man smoking a cigarette at the door, and suddenly realized something.

"Same arrangement and font?"

"Ah."

"Then take off your shirt and lie down."

Feng Jimeng lifted his clothes and took them off, the youngest saw the tattoo on his body and couldn't help but click his tongue twice: "I misread you."

"Nice ring."

"Ah."

Yang Fan came in after smoking a cigarette, and saw a white body lying on the black leather recliner at a glance.Bai Huahua's body is like a piece of silk, with a blue whale, three balloons, and a small single-petal flower exquisitely embroidered on it.

The little whale swims up from the waist, the little balloon is about to fly away in the ribs, and the little flower is blooming in the navel.The size of Feng Jimeng's tattoo is not big, but it is still a large area of ​​white, lying on the black skin, it is so bright that it dazzles the eyes.Even more gorgeous than the blue whale and the colorful balloons are the two pink dots, and the glittering gold on top of the pink.

Yang Fan couldn't stand the slowly moving hands of the tattoo artist under Feng Jimeng's collarbone.He frowned for a while, then took off Feng Jimeng's T-shirt and covered him.

"Be careful that you catch a cold in your stomach."

Feng Jimeng looked at him and smiled: "Thank you brother."

The youngest looked at Yang Fan as if he was insane.

Yang Fan ignored him, and stood beside the reclining chair with his arms folded. If the tattoo artist dared to touch a place outside the scope of his work, he would break his numb arm.

Maybe it was too much pressure to be stared at like a tiger, and the youngest work was even slower.It took almost an hour and a half for Feng Jimeng to say these four words before he wiped the sweat from his forehead and agreed.

When I came out of the tattoo shop, the sun had already set in the west.

Yang Fan glanced at the time: "It's five o'clock soon, what do you want to eat tonight? Do you want to find a place to play after eating?"

"I want to go back."

"Tired?"

Feng Jimeng shook her head: "I'm not very hungry now, let's go back to eat, I'll make it with you." Immediately added, "If you are tired, we can pack it and go back to eat."

The place where the tattoo was still hurting, but as the pain spread, there was still happiness, and I was so happy that Yang Fan had the "Xu Youlin" tattoo and didn't wash it off. Otherwise, there would be no opportunity now, and they wouldn't be here. Tattoo the other person's name on your body and make this silent promise.

He just wants to go back now, stay with me, Yang Fan, and do whatever he wants, or nothing at all.

"That's fine, I'll make you some cold fish when I go back tonight."

Yang Fan went to drive, and the car that had been drying in the sun all afternoon was like a steamer, and it didn't cool down after turning on the air conditioner for a while.Yang Fan started to sweat when he sat on it, and the sweat slid over his fresh tattoo, which made him feel a little uncomfortable.

"Does it hurt?" He asked Feng Jimeng.

"A little pain." Feng Jimeng told Yang Fan again, "Go home and buy a box of waterproof bandages, put them on and you can take a shower."

"You have a lot of experience."

Feng Jimeng didn't care about Yang Fan teasing him, and nodded: "Yes."

"It will still itch after two days, so don't scratch."

"Is this still taught?"

"I'm afraid you don't know."

"Don't try to be annoying."

"Ah."

Yang Fan couldn't help it, so he pinched Feng Jimeng's face and pinched it.

A pinch wasn't enough, there was a traffic jam, and the car slowed like a turtle, so Yang Fan leaned over again.Feng Jimeng thought that Yang Fan wanted to kiss him, so she took the initiative to hand him her face.Who would have thought that the old rascal would bite Feng Jimeng's face directly, turning that piece of meat red.

Feng Jimeng rubbed her face that hurt from being bitten, and complained incomprehensibly: "You bit me so painfully."

Yang Fan stretched out his arm to him: "Bite it back for you."

"Such an adult is still so naive, are you embarrassed?"

"Yo, you learned to mock me so quickly."

……

The two bickered, and the car drove slowly in the direction of the setting sun.

--

On the day when the summer supplementary classes started, the final grades also came down.

Feng Jimeng knew about it the night before because his father called him.As long as his father wanted to know about his situation at school, any trouble in him would not be able to escape his father's eyes.Of course, because this final exam has improved by more than a hundred places compared to the mid-term, Feng Changxiong rarely praised him again, and said that he would take him to play for a few days when he came back from making up lessons.

Feng Jimeng dealt with it casually, not believing it. Feng Changxiong didn't have a few days to take him to play, and he didn't want to play with his father either.

This time at the end of the semester, everyone performed well. Zhang Jiarui was seventh in grade, Jian Hang took a big step forward and got No.11 in the exam. Hou Wen also improved a bit, and passed the exam with more than two hundred.But he was not happy, as soon as the results came out, he was bored in his seat, and Jian Hang didn't know how to comfort him, and he was also bored in his seat.

The head teacher made it clear that during the make-up period, the class will still be in the original class, and the class will be re-divided after the official senior year.There are three rocket classes this year, and the top 150 will enter.In the third year of senior high school, everyone's review progress will be unified, and the monthly exam will be implemented in a rotation system. Those in the rocket class will come out, and those in the ordinary class will go in. Let everyone guard against arrogance and impatience, keep working hard, there is still a chance, and don't be discouraged.

But Hou Wen was obviously very discouraged. After the head teacher said this, his mood didn't get any better.

Jian Hang comforted him with a suppressed voice: "I have said that there is still a chance, you see that you did better in the exam this time than before, take your time."

Hou Wen was angry and frustrated and said: "What do you know, you can see how hard I work, if it doesn't work, it won't work."

Jian Hang almost scratched his head.

"How about I stay with you in Class Eight?"

"Can your mother let you go?"

"At worst, I will be scolded."

"It's a pleasure to be scolded? You get in when you should. Facts have proved that those who are close to the red may not be red, and being at the same table with you is of no use to my grades."

Jian Hang was also a little annoyed: "Why is it useless? Have you read the collection of wrong questions I made for you?"

"It's quite useful to you, and you'll be in the top ten soon."

"Did you take the wrong medicine again?"

Unknowingly, his voice became louder.Originally, Wu Zhenwen showed mercy once and let go of the buzzing discussion below, but Jian Hang's voice made it impossible for her to ignore it.

"Jian Hang, don't think that you are so unscrupulous if you do well in the exam this time. If you make any noise again, I will let you stand outside the door and talk."

The quarrel between the two was forcefully interrupted by Wu Zhenwen.

Feng Jimeng lay on the back seat boredly, looked at the teacher in charge, then looked away at Jian Hang to the right, and to Hou Wen to the left.After a while, I stuffed it into a piece of paper in front, on which it was written: Just stay at the same table for a month and a half, can't bear it?

Hou Wen looked back at Feng Jimeng, and then thought that he and Jian Hang had been at the same table since kindergarten.During school, some teachers also tried to separate them, but it was Jian Hang who held on to the table and did not let go, and finally the teacher compromised.He had never realized this before, as if it was only natural for him to be at the same table with Jian Hang, but looking back, Jian Hang actually made a lot of efforts for this.

Jian Hang also looked back at Feng Jimeng, not very pleasantly.

After a while the piece of paper was thrown back with the words: Take care of yourself.