"What's going on with the tattoo on your hand?"

He asked unintentionally, at best he was just curious.

With Si Sheng's temperament, it's not surprising to have a tattoo, but the meaning of the word "tattoo"... made him a little worried.

"Oh," a peanut was finally fed to his mouth. Si Sheng breathed a sigh of relief and threw the chopsticks on the coffee table. His tone was lazy, "Commemorating the first love."

Memorize first love.

The slight tone made these four words wrap around like a bomb. When the bomb was blown, something seemed to explode in my mind, which aroused an indescribable tremor, spreading down from the top of my head, numbing to my back, limbs, and all over my body.

There was a brief gap in thinking.

Immediately, he squatted down beside Si Sheng. Ling Xize's eyes were deep, his expression was solemn, and his eyebrows were frowned lightly. He asked softly, "Why?"

"Um?"

Si Sheng raised his eyes as if he was puzzled.

Her black eyes became brighter, but her drunkenness became stronger. She frowned and asked for a while, "After all, it's my first love, isn't it worth remembering?"

The Adam's apple rolled around, and Ling Xize's voice was slightly deeper, "That's it?"

"I need a lot of reasons?" Si Sheng asked back.

On the day she broke up with Ling Xize, she passed by a tattoo shop. Because it was a newly opened by a friend, she entered the door to support her. Until the boss of the slut bag asked her, she had not thought about what to tattoo, but the moment he asked, when he thought of Ling Xize, he said this word.

end, end, is her farewell to this relationship, and there may be a unilateral factor.

But no matter what the meaning is, for her, she is just a temporary idea.

Ling Xize stared at her.

The complex emotions collided and converged, but in the end, they were full of powerlessness in the silent gaze.

Without the intention of competing with peanuts, Si Sheng pulled down his sleeve and dragged his uncontrollable body to get up. She suddenly heard Ling Xize's inquiry-

"Where did you tattoo?"

*

The night is getting darker.

The bedroom has no lights on, and the curtains are pulled up to block the light transmitted outside. Only the light from the open door can be seen, which shows the outline of the interior landscape.

Ling Xize walked to the door and put his hand on the door handle. He turned around and looked at the person lying on the bed in the dim bedroom.

After being drunk, Si Sheng was very quiet, neither making noise nor making trouble. When he got into the quilt, he would consciously roll the quilt on it, wrapping the whole person in it like making dumplings, and then he remained motionless.

With the faint light, Ling Xize's eyes brushed across her side face and stopped for a while.

The face is small, the skin is white, the facial features are delicate, and the hair is scattered. The eyelashes are slender and thick, and the eyes are closed. It is not as lazy, sharp, or cunning as it is when you wake up, which interprets vivid emotions and attracts people's attention.

But, as she was quiet, she looked at her for a few more times, and her heart was heavy. When her emotions moved up, they were choked in her throat, dry and astringent.

Suddenly, Ling Xize remembered the night five years ago—

The sky is full of loess and sand is flying. In the night of the northwest desert, the moon is bright and the stars are sparse, the sky is cold, and the sky is nothing but the loneliness and desolation left.

She sat on the dust, her long legs bent and stretched out, her white fingers rubbed her wine glass, and under the moonlight, her smile was unrestrained.

He is clearly a beautiful woman who is as beautiful as a fairy and has a beautiful appearance. She can be a fairy who harms the country and the people in the secular world, but she has the style of a chivalrous man who is not bound by the world and the willful heroic spirit that can be traveled to the world.

She is like a chivalrous woman who came out of the ancient world. In her world, there are swords and swords, and there are also revenge.

Nowadays, there are free and easy things, and there are heroes, but there is a little more tranquility and indifference.

A faintly, her clear and smiling voice seemed to pass through the years, through time, from that quiet and empty night, clear and clear-

"Drink wine? Two bottles of soju, don't stop drunk."

Little liar.

Ling Xize laughed softly and closed the door.

...

In the living room.

After packing up the messy coffee table, Ling Xize heard the sound of "Ding Dong--" one after another, continuously.

Looking in the sound, I saw Si Sheng's mobile phone screen on the coffee table lit up suddenly.

[Chu Luo]: Did I drink a piece of it last night?

[Chu Luo]: I slept for a day and just woke up.

[Chu Luo]: In addition, I saw the annotation of the storyboard. Did you modify it for me last night? Thank you.

So, it was Chu Luo, not Zhong Yu?

Chu Luo.

Such a name should be a woman.

But, storyboard?

*

The next day, the weather improved and the sun was warm.

After turning over, Si Sheng narrowed his eyes slightly, feeling a split headache.

A few seconds later, in the dim view, she saw strange bedding, pillows, bedside tables, and floor lamps...

The picture appeared intermittently. Realizing something, Si Sheng lifted the quilt, frowned and stood up, raised his fingers and rubbed his eyebrows.

When he found the slippers, Si Sheng stepped on them and walked out.

The bedroom was covered with curtains, but when the door opened, the living room was bright and full of light, which made her squint.

There was no one in the living room and there was movement in the kitchen. When Si Sheng walked to the kitchen door, he saw Ling Xize who was busy, and was quite surprised and stunned.

After taking the time to look at her, Ling Xize asked in a light tone: "Does it be a headache?"

"Somewhat," Si Sheng leaned against the door with his arms in his arms, asking in confusion, "How can I sleep in your bedroom?"

He lowered his eyes and Ling Xize opened the boiling pot. The boiling water inside raised a curling white mist and rose in waves.

He said: "Take you home, please."

"Then where are you sleeping?"

"Guest bedroom."

Si Sheng raised his eyebrows, "It's great."

"..." Who wants to be 'enough' with you?

He secretly complained that Ling Xize didn't say anything.

Si Sheng smiled, "Then I'll leave first."

His eyes moved slightly, and Ling Xize suddenly spoke, "Tofu Brain."

Si Sheng, who was about to turn around, paused and looked over in confusion, "Hmm?"

Putting the lid of the pot, Ling Xize looked here and said slowly: "There is a tofu brain for breakfast, can you eat it?"

A little stunned, Si Sheng asked in surprise: "Are you making breakfast?"

Ling Xize: "..."

Afraid of hurting his enthusiasm, Si Sheng thought about it and asked from a different perspective: "How can you make tofu brain?"

“Start food.”

Ling Xize glanced at the packaging bag with the words "Instant Tofu Flower" beside him.

Si Sheng asked: "How long will it take?"

"About half an hour."

"..." It's enough time to deliver takeaway to your door.

However, after his thoughts changed, Si Sheng still held a 'friendly and encouraged' attitude and said, "Okay, I'll go take a shower and come over."

She turned around, Ling Xize frowned slightly, and said, "Door lock password is my birthday."

After walking two steps, Si Sheng paused, hesitated and turned around again and again.

He didn't say anything, just looked at Ling Xize.

“…”

“…”

The eyes were facing each other and they looked at each other speechlessly.

The air was frozen little by little by little by little by little by little by little by little.

Ling Xize suddenly realized something-

She doesn't remember his birthday.

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Third Master: I will always be angry.

*

PK kneeled down unexpectedly, it was quite miserable. Thank you for your hard work. Thank you for your support.

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