Inferior by Nature
Chapter 26 That's What He Would Do
I knelt and sat face to face with Ran Qingzhuang. At first, Sakamoto only asked me to put my forehead on Ran Qingzhuang's shoulder to stabilize my body. The pain was not strong, at most it was like ants crawling on my back.
But after three hours, when it came to the coloring stage, the discomfort gradually emerged.
This discomfort comes from maintaining a posture for a long time, the loss of physical strength, and the continuous filling of the punctured skin, and the accumulation of pain.
I began to tremble uncontrollably, until Sakamoto had to pause and asked Ran Qingzhuang to change his posture to fix me.
"You can drink some glucose to replenish your strength." Sahi, who was acting as an assistant, took the opportunity to hand over the cup.
I thanked her, and when I took the glass, I found that my hand, like Parkinson's, couldn't hold it at all.
Seeing that the liquid inside was about to spill out, a hand with strong knuckles stretched out, took the cup, and handed it to my lips in the next second.
I was taken aback, and looked at Ran Qingzhuang, his gaze fell on the cup, and he didn't meet me.
He drank half a cup of glucose with his hands, and before he could catch his breath, Sakamoto urged him to continue immediately.
For better fixation, Sakamoto asked me to sit astride Ran Qingzhuang, with my chest close to his chest, my chin on his shoulder, and my arms through the armpit to hug him.
If I were a koala and Ran Qingzhuang was just a tree, there would be nothing wrong with this posture.If it is a couple, it is also normal.But we are both of the same sex, and we are not a couple. Our relationship is even reluctant to be friends. This gesture is a bit too sudden and intimate.
Although I sat on him when I was drunk before, I was really drunk at that time, and I was confused, and my shame was paralyzed.Now let alone alcohol, there is no anesthetic, and the mind clearly knows what I am doing, so it is very difficult to be calm.
"I have been preparing this manuscript for three years, but I have not been able to find a suitable skin. Dirty people are not worthy of carrying my work. Their bodies are eroded by nicotine, alcohol and various desires, their skin is rough and gray, their bodies are deformed, and their temperament It’s also very vulgar.” Accompanied by the soft sound of the machine, Sakamoto dropped the needle again, “When I saw you that day, I knew I had finally found it. Young, pale, and elegant, you are the canvas that was born for me.”
It may be that Sakamoto's tone was too fanatical and perverted, which made Ran Qingzhuang feel disgusted. The muscles on his back tightened with his shoulders and neck, like a leopard that was threatened. Be ready to attack.
I was afraid that he would really jump up and punch Sakamoto, so I quickly grabbed the fabric of his back and tightened my fingers.
I don't know if this small force played a role, after that he quickly relaxed the muscles in his body, and he was no longer stiff.
After that, every two hours, Sakamoto would allow me to rest for a few minutes to replenish some glucose, and Ran Qingzhuang could also move his hands and feet.
At the fifth hour, the palms of his hands began to sweat, and his ten fingers grasped Ran Qingzhuang's clothes impatiently, never felt that the time was so long.
At first, it felt like the itching of ants crawling across the skin, and gradually turned into a real pain of being bitten and chewed by hundreds of ants.
What's more terrible is that the surrounding is too quiet, and there is no other sound besides the movement of the tattoo needle, so I can't distract myself.
"Sakamoto... Mr. Sakamoto, can I talk?"
I lowered my head and rested my forehead on Ran Qingzhuang's shoulder, because I endured the pain, I was panting and couldn't speak well.
"What do you want to say?" Sakamoto asked.
"Can I have a drink?"
When you are drunk, you don’t know anything, which is equivalent to anesthesia in another sense.It's best to give me a bottle of [-] degrees. I'll take two big gulps, and I'll be unconscious until dawn, no matter how long it takes him to get the tattoo.
"No." Sakamoto extinguished my hope without hesitation, saying that alcohol will speed up blood circulation, increase the difficulty of tattooing, and is not good for wound recovery, so not only can't drink it now, but can't touch it for the next month, "And Smoke, hot peppers, sex...anything that makes you feel hot and irritating is not acceptable."
Cigarettes, alcohol, and chili, these three things I don't like at all, and the last one... I don't have anyone to implement it at present, so my life will not be affected in general.
"Oh." I replied in a low voice, a little disappointed.
Sakamoto seems to have changed a new type of needle, the first needle fell, and a stronger pain than before was transmitted to the brain through the nerves, I bit my lower lip instantly, and my legs unconsciously clamped Ran Qingzhuang's waist.
The nightgown is made of silk, which is slippery and cool. When standing, it is enough to cover the parts above the knees.But once I sit down, especially when I sit with my legs spread apart, the two hems will naturally slide down along with the gravity, exposing the whole thigh.
If I had known it earlier, I would have asked the servant for a pair of trousers, which was really indecent.
It hurts, how can it be so painful... Can anyone really survive ten hours?
By the way, there are, there are there, the tattoo on Sahi's back, no matter what, it will take ten hours.
It's amazing, she looks so petite and weak, but her willpower is unexpectedly strong.If it was a little girl, she would definitely cry to death in the middle of the journey.Even I, a big man, was only halfway through the process, and I couldn't help but want to stop it.
Sure enough, as Ran Qingzhuang said, Sakamoto's canvas is not so easy to use.
It may be that I moved too much. Ran Qingzhuang grabbed my thigh with one hand and pressed the back of my neck with the other hand, like a fully automatic immobilizer, restraining me by exerting force to ensure that it would not affect Sakamoto. .
"If you don't want to die, don't move around." He said in Chinese that only I could understand.
I tugged at the clothes on his back, curled up my toes, and said in a trembling voice, "But...it hurts."
It hurts so much that tattooing becomes a kind of torture, a kind of torture. It hurts so much that I would rather die immediately than suffer from this swarm of ants.
The pressure on the back of my neck increased little by little, kneading the flesh regularly.
"Endure it, it will be over soon."
This may be the first time that Ran Qingzhuang has lied to me so blatantly since I came to the island. He can see Sakamoto's progress and can calculate the remaining time for the tattoo. He clearly knows that there is no "soon" at all.
For the next five hours, Ran Qingzhuang held me tightly in his arms again and again, and when I couldn't bear it, he would tell me that it would be over soon.However, it is very fast, and it is always delayed.
Later, I lost my mind from the pain and completely collapsed. When he told me "soon" again, I bit him on the shoulder as if to vent my anger.She put all her strength into it, wishing she could bite off a piece of flesh from him.
He let out a muffled grunt, and let me bite at first, but seeing that I would not let go, he inserted his five fingers into the root of my hair, grabbed my hair and lifted it up forcefully.
"Let go," he said.
I still didn't let go, my hair, face, and body were all covered with sweat.Naturally, my back also sweated, and every time I sweated, Saki would wipe my back with a piece of gauze soaked in disinfectant under Sakamoto's reminder.The disinfectant itself is not irritating at all, but whenever the gauze scrapes the wound, even if Saxi doesn't use much force, it feels like Lingchi to me.
Before I got the tattoo, I thought beyond my control that I would treat it as if I was beaten again by my mother.But where is this meal?How much does my mother hate me to beat me for ten hours?
Maybe it was because he realized that I could no longer listen, so Ran Qingzhuang gave up communicating with me, and instead asked Sakamoto, saying: "Mr. Sakamoto, how long will it take? Ji Ning may not be able to hold on anymore."
Sakamoto said: "It will take at least another hour. This time I am using a new pigment, which was funded and developed by me. The pain may be more obvious, but the effect is also better. Saki, wipe your sweat."
Following his command, a sharp pain rose rapidly up his spine.
"Hmm..." I whimpered, tears of pain poured out of my eyes uncontrollably, and I bit the meat in my mouth to death.
It may be 1 minute, or it may only be tens of seconds. When I loosen my teeth again, the roots of my teeth are slightly sour.
There was a bloody smell in the cavity, I don't know if it was my teeth that were bleeding, or I bitten Ran Qingzhuang.
"I'm sorry..." I subconsciously apologized, but I was so weak that I couldn't make a sound at all.
A sigh came from next to my ear, Ran Qingzhuang loosened his hold on me, and pressed his palm to the back of my neck again, hugging me even tighter.
Uneven black spots appeared in front of my eyes, and my consciousness seemed to be gradually withdrawn. I knew I was going to faint, but I felt joy from the bottom of my heart.
If you faint, you don't have to last another hour.
Little by little, my fingers let go of the clothes I was tugging at, and I fell into the darkness with a grateful heart.
"I'm sorry!" The classmate in charge of props ran over from a distance, "Are you all right?"
I propped my elbows back on the ground, staring blankly at Ran Qingzhuang standing above me.A clump of grass props made of cardboard was lying on the side. Ruoran Qingzhuang just rushed over a second later, and it hit my head.
"You, are you okay?" I stretched out my hand, but I didn't dare to touch him, and I almost stuttered in a hurry.
Ran Qingzhuang frowned, trying to straighten up, when he moved his arms, a look of pain appeared on his face.
He reached for his left shoulder blade, and said in a very casual tone: "It's okay, it just rubbed a little."
Such a big prop fell from the sky, even if it was scratched to the point, it would be a disaster.
"Shall I take you to the infirmary?" I wanted to help him, but he waved me away.
"It's all right." He moved his joints to confirm his injury, swept aside the person in charge of the prop who was hesitant to approach, and immediately changed his attitude, saying, "Why are you still here? Didn't you see that The prop lying on the side? Shall I show you how to fix it again?"
The other party's face turned blue and white after being asked by Ran Qingzhuang, and he said a series of sorry, and beckoned people to lift the props and bushes.
"Are your hands alright?"
Looking back, I found that Ran Qingzhuang was looking at me. I was taken aback for a moment, and then realized that he was talking to me.
hand?
I turned over my hand and checked, and found a scratch on the elbow of my right hand. It was not serious, and there was no blood.
It should have fallen on the stage just now and accidentally rubbed it off.
"It's okay, it doesn't hurt." I moved my elbow in front of him.
Seeing this, Ran Qingzhuang relaxed his eyebrows a little: "Fortunately, I'm fine."
Later, the teacher came to check the progress, and was shocked when he knew that there was a safety accident. He specially allowed Ran Qingzhuang to go back to the classroom to rest, and he didn't have to sell his strength to prepare for the party.
Ran Qingzhuang didn't even pretend to refuse, he left the broom swaggeringly and left.
Except for the third year, the cultural evening will be co-organized by the other two grades. Each class will send five people to help, divided into director group, prop group, preparation group and so on.
Since there was still a show on the day of the party, I was short of resources, so I was assigned to the cleaning team together with Ran Qingzhuang, responsible for maintaining the cleanliness of the venue during the rehearsal stage.
Scratching a sound box on the edge of the stage, I squatted there, and heard two high school girls whispering not far behind me.
I didn't pay attention at first, but later I overheard a familiar name and realized they were talking about Ran Qingzhuang.
"...The senior just flew to save someone, so handsome."
"The senior has always been handsome, but his face is a bit stinky. Before, Pingping had been harassed by people from Nanzhi, and the senior saw him on the road. The senior rolled up his sleeves without saying anything, and beat everyone away with a few strokes." For this reason, he was fined by the dean and sentenced to detention for one semester."
"Heroes save the beauty? This plot is too fictional, so does Pingping hehe..."
"Yes, Pingping went to look for him in the senior's class afterward, superficially to thank him, but you know, just to see if there is any possibility of development. The result..."
"what happened?"
"In the end, the senior completely forgot about her and asked her 'who are you?'. Pingping was hit hard and cried a lot to me."
"what……"
"He probably didn't think about asking Pingping to repay him at all. It's just because he couldn't bear the injustice happening in front of him, so he would help. Just like today, he probably didn't want someone to get hurt in front of him, so he would Don't even want to jump over to block it."
"Senior is really cool and suave. It feels like the kind of person who gets hurt all over his body from a fight. It looks bad at first glance, but he will leave his umbrella to the little wild cat when it rains."
"Hahahahaha, my god, I have a picture!"
They played and laughed.I imagined Ran Qingzhuang with the corners of his mouth blue, with a Band-Aid on his face, leaving the umbrella to the little vagrants on a rainy day, and couldn't help shaking his shoulders and laughing.
It was unbelievable before, but now that I think about it... this is what he will do.
But after three hours, when it came to the coloring stage, the discomfort gradually emerged.
This discomfort comes from maintaining a posture for a long time, the loss of physical strength, and the continuous filling of the punctured skin, and the accumulation of pain.
I began to tremble uncontrollably, until Sakamoto had to pause and asked Ran Qingzhuang to change his posture to fix me.
"You can drink some glucose to replenish your strength." Sahi, who was acting as an assistant, took the opportunity to hand over the cup.
I thanked her, and when I took the glass, I found that my hand, like Parkinson's, couldn't hold it at all.
Seeing that the liquid inside was about to spill out, a hand with strong knuckles stretched out, took the cup, and handed it to my lips in the next second.
I was taken aback, and looked at Ran Qingzhuang, his gaze fell on the cup, and he didn't meet me.
He drank half a cup of glucose with his hands, and before he could catch his breath, Sakamoto urged him to continue immediately.
For better fixation, Sakamoto asked me to sit astride Ran Qingzhuang, with my chest close to his chest, my chin on his shoulder, and my arms through the armpit to hug him.
If I were a koala and Ran Qingzhuang was just a tree, there would be nothing wrong with this posture.If it is a couple, it is also normal.But we are both of the same sex, and we are not a couple. Our relationship is even reluctant to be friends. This gesture is a bit too sudden and intimate.
Although I sat on him when I was drunk before, I was really drunk at that time, and I was confused, and my shame was paralyzed.Now let alone alcohol, there is no anesthetic, and the mind clearly knows what I am doing, so it is very difficult to be calm.
"I have been preparing this manuscript for three years, but I have not been able to find a suitable skin. Dirty people are not worthy of carrying my work. Their bodies are eroded by nicotine, alcohol and various desires, their skin is rough and gray, their bodies are deformed, and their temperament It’s also very vulgar.” Accompanied by the soft sound of the machine, Sakamoto dropped the needle again, “When I saw you that day, I knew I had finally found it. Young, pale, and elegant, you are the canvas that was born for me.”
It may be that Sakamoto's tone was too fanatical and perverted, which made Ran Qingzhuang feel disgusted. The muscles on his back tightened with his shoulders and neck, like a leopard that was threatened. Be ready to attack.
I was afraid that he would really jump up and punch Sakamoto, so I quickly grabbed the fabric of his back and tightened my fingers.
I don't know if this small force played a role, after that he quickly relaxed the muscles in his body, and he was no longer stiff.
After that, every two hours, Sakamoto would allow me to rest for a few minutes to replenish some glucose, and Ran Qingzhuang could also move his hands and feet.
At the fifth hour, the palms of his hands began to sweat, and his ten fingers grasped Ran Qingzhuang's clothes impatiently, never felt that the time was so long.
At first, it felt like the itching of ants crawling across the skin, and gradually turned into a real pain of being bitten and chewed by hundreds of ants.
What's more terrible is that the surrounding is too quiet, and there is no other sound besides the movement of the tattoo needle, so I can't distract myself.
"Sakamoto... Mr. Sakamoto, can I talk?"
I lowered my head and rested my forehead on Ran Qingzhuang's shoulder, because I endured the pain, I was panting and couldn't speak well.
"What do you want to say?" Sakamoto asked.
"Can I have a drink?"
When you are drunk, you don’t know anything, which is equivalent to anesthesia in another sense.It's best to give me a bottle of [-] degrees. I'll take two big gulps, and I'll be unconscious until dawn, no matter how long it takes him to get the tattoo.
"No." Sakamoto extinguished my hope without hesitation, saying that alcohol will speed up blood circulation, increase the difficulty of tattooing, and is not good for wound recovery, so not only can't drink it now, but can't touch it for the next month, "And Smoke, hot peppers, sex...anything that makes you feel hot and irritating is not acceptable."
Cigarettes, alcohol, and chili, these three things I don't like at all, and the last one... I don't have anyone to implement it at present, so my life will not be affected in general.
"Oh." I replied in a low voice, a little disappointed.
Sakamoto seems to have changed a new type of needle, the first needle fell, and a stronger pain than before was transmitted to the brain through the nerves, I bit my lower lip instantly, and my legs unconsciously clamped Ran Qingzhuang's waist.
The nightgown is made of silk, which is slippery and cool. When standing, it is enough to cover the parts above the knees.But once I sit down, especially when I sit with my legs spread apart, the two hems will naturally slide down along with the gravity, exposing the whole thigh.
If I had known it earlier, I would have asked the servant for a pair of trousers, which was really indecent.
It hurts, how can it be so painful... Can anyone really survive ten hours?
By the way, there are, there are there, the tattoo on Sahi's back, no matter what, it will take ten hours.
It's amazing, she looks so petite and weak, but her willpower is unexpectedly strong.If it was a little girl, she would definitely cry to death in the middle of the journey.Even I, a big man, was only halfway through the process, and I couldn't help but want to stop it.
Sure enough, as Ran Qingzhuang said, Sakamoto's canvas is not so easy to use.
It may be that I moved too much. Ran Qingzhuang grabbed my thigh with one hand and pressed the back of my neck with the other hand, like a fully automatic immobilizer, restraining me by exerting force to ensure that it would not affect Sakamoto. .
"If you don't want to die, don't move around." He said in Chinese that only I could understand.
I tugged at the clothes on his back, curled up my toes, and said in a trembling voice, "But...it hurts."
It hurts so much that tattooing becomes a kind of torture, a kind of torture. It hurts so much that I would rather die immediately than suffer from this swarm of ants.
The pressure on the back of my neck increased little by little, kneading the flesh regularly.
"Endure it, it will be over soon."
This may be the first time that Ran Qingzhuang has lied to me so blatantly since I came to the island. He can see Sakamoto's progress and can calculate the remaining time for the tattoo. He clearly knows that there is no "soon" at all.
For the next five hours, Ran Qingzhuang held me tightly in his arms again and again, and when I couldn't bear it, he would tell me that it would be over soon.However, it is very fast, and it is always delayed.
Later, I lost my mind from the pain and completely collapsed. When he told me "soon" again, I bit him on the shoulder as if to vent my anger.She put all her strength into it, wishing she could bite off a piece of flesh from him.
He let out a muffled grunt, and let me bite at first, but seeing that I would not let go, he inserted his five fingers into the root of my hair, grabbed my hair and lifted it up forcefully.
"Let go," he said.
I still didn't let go, my hair, face, and body were all covered with sweat.Naturally, my back also sweated, and every time I sweated, Saki would wipe my back with a piece of gauze soaked in disinfectant under Sakamoto's reminder.The disinfectant itself is not irritating at all, but whenever the gauze scrapes the wound, even if Saxi doesn't use much force, it feels like Lingchi to me.
Before I got the tattoo, I thought beyond my control that I would treat it as if I was beaten again by my mother.But where is this meal?How much does my mother hate me to beat me for ten hours?
Maybe it was because he realized that I could no longer listen, so Ran Qingzhuang gave up communicating with me, and instead asked Sakamoto, saying: "Mr. Sakamoto, how long will it take? Ji Ning may not be able to hold on anymore."
Sakamoto said: "It will take at least another hour. This time I am using a new pigment, which was funded and developed by me. The pain may be more obvious, but the effect is also better. Saki, wipe your sweat."
Following his command, a sharp pain rose rapidly up his spine.
"Hmm..." I whimpered, tears of pain poured out of my eyes uncontrollably, and I bit the meat in my mouth to death.
It may be 1 minute, or it may only be tens of seconds. When I loosen my teeth again, the roots of my teeth are slightly sour.
There was a bloody smell in the cavity, I don't know if it was my teeth that were bleeding, or I bitten Ran Qingzhuang.
"I'm sorry..." I subconsciously apologized, but I was so weak that I couldn't make a sound at all.
A sigh came from next to my ear, Ran Qingzhuang loosened his hold on me, and pressed his palm to the back of my neck again, hugging me even tighter.
Uneven black spots appeared in front of my eyes, and my consciousness seemed to be gradually withdrawn. I knew I was going to faint, but I felt joy from the bottom of my heart.
If you faint, you don't have to last another hour.
Little by little, my fingers let go of the clothes I was tugging at, and I fell into the darkness with a grateful heart.
"I'm sorry!" The classmate in charge of props ran over from a distance, "Are you all right?"
I propped my elbows back on the ground, staring blankly at Ran Qingzhuang standing above me.A clump of grass props made of cardboard was lying on the side. Ruoran Qingzhuang just rushed over a second later, and it hit my head.
"You, are you okay?" I stretched out my hand, but I didn't dare to touch him, and I almost stuttered in a hurry.
Ran Qingzhuang frowned, trying to straighten up, when he moved his arms, a look of pain appeared on his face.
He reached for his left shoulder blade, and said in a very casual tone: "It's okay, it just rubbed a little."
Such a big prop fell from the sky, even if it was scratched to the point, it would be a disaster.
"Shall I take you to the infirmary?" I wanted to help him, but he waved me away.
"It's all right." He moved his joints to confirm his injury, swept aside the person in charge of the prop who was hesitant to approach, and immediately changed his attitude, saying, "Why are you still here? Didn't you see that The prop lying on the side? Shall I show you how to fix it again?"
The other party's face turned blue and white after being asked by Ran Qingzhuang, and he said a series of sorry, and beckoned people to lift the props and bushes.
"Are your hands alright?"
Looking back, I found that Ran Qingzhuang was looking at me. I was taken aback for a moment, and then realized that he was talking to me.
hand?
I turned over my hand and checked, and found a scratch on the elbow of my right hand. It was not serious, and there was no blood.
It should have fallen on the stage just now and accidentally rubbed it off.
"It's okay, it doesn't hurt." I moved my elbow in front of him.
Seeing this, Ran Qingzhuang relaxed his eyebrows a little: "Fortunately, I'm fine."
Later, the teacher came to check the progress, and was shocked when he knew that there was a safety accident. He specially allowed Ran Qingzhuang to go back to the classroom to rest, and he didn't have to sell his strength to prepare for the party.
Ran Qingzhuang didn't even pretend to refuse, he left the broom swaggeringly and left.
Except for the third year, the cultural evening will be co-organized by the other two grades. Each class will send five people to help, divided into director group, prop group, preparation group and so on.
Since there was still a show on the day of the party, I was short of resources, so I was assigned to the cleaning team together with Ran Qingzhuang, responsible for maintaining the cleanliness of the venue during the rehearsal stage.
Scratching a sound box on the edge of the stage, I squatted there, and heard two high school girls whispering not far behind me.
I didn't pay attention at first, but later I overheard a familiar name and realized they were talking about Ran Qingzhuang.
"...The senior just flew to save someone, so handsome."
"The senior has always been handsome, but his face is a bit stinky. Before, Pingping had been harassed by people from Nanzhi, and the senior saw him on the road. The senior rolled up his sleeves without saying anything, and beat everyone away with a few strokes." For this reason, he was fined by the dean and sentenced to detention for one semester."
"Heroes save the beauty? This plot is too fictional, so does Pingping hehe..."
"Yes, Pingping went to look for him in the senior's class afterward, superficially to thank him, but you know, just to see if there is any possibility of development. The result..."
"what happened?"
"In the end, the senior completely forgot about her and asked her 'who are you?'. Pingping was hit hard and cried a lot to me."
"what……"
"He probably didn't think about asking Pingping to repay him at all. It's just because he couldn't bear the injustice happening in front of him, so he would help. Just like today, he probably didn't want someone to get hurt in front of him, so he would Don't even want to jump over to block it."
"Senior is really cool and suave. It feels like the kind of person who gets hurt all over his body from a fight. It looks bad at first glance, but he will leave his umbrella to the little wild cat when it rains."
"Hahahahaha, my god, I have a picture!"
They played and laughed.I imagined Ran Qingzhuang with the corners of his mouth blue, with a Band-Aid on his face, leaving the umbrella to the little vagrants on a rainy day, and couldn't help shaking his shoulders and laughing.
It was unbelievable before, but now that I think about it... this is what he will do.
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