At that time, Lanlan was no longer working as a model and was studying beauty in a beauty salon. She was the beauty salon run by Xiaojing, who was crazy about Zhao Hongbing. Mr. Chen introduced her to her.
At that time, the beauty industry had just emerged in our city. Xiaojing opened the first one and the business was good. Lanlan worked here while learning beauty experience. At that time, the beauty salon in our city was said to have also undertaken the tattoo business.
When Mr. Chen went to Xiaojing's beauty salon to find Lanlan, Lanlan was learning how to tattoo
"Oh, what wind blows Master Shen?" Lan Lan has always liked Master Chen more, and she smiled when she saw Master Chen.
"Why do you speak like an old madam?" Although Mr. Chen was in a very bad mood, his poor verbal nature did not change.
"Isn't this happy to see you come?"
"Haha" Mr. Chen forced a smile, "What's wrong? I'm in a bad mood?" Lan Lan asked those who were familiar with Mr. Chen, and she was used to Mr. Chen's arrogant look. Suddenly, she saw Mr. Chen a little dejected, and everyone knew that he must be What's wrong with you
"…Well," Mr. Chen reluctantly answered
"Why are you in a bad mood?!" Lanlan wanted to ask clearly and took advantage of the situation.
"...I don't want to say it." Mr. Chen was a rare whining.
"Well, then I won't ask." Lanlan was actually very happy. She felt that the opportunity had come. She had known that Mr. Chen was close to her and must have liked someone else, although she didn't like who she was. I know, but she thought that Mr. Chen looked like this today, and she also guessed the tenth**
"..." Mr. Chen was silent and stopped talking
"What are you doing?" After a while of silence, Mr. Chen asked, "After silence," he said.
"Learning tattoos"
"Yeah, how about the tattoo?"
"Well enough"
"Give me a tattoo, swallow"
"Really patterned?!"
"Real pattern!"
"Okay, take off your clothes! Tell me, where are you tattooing?"
"You are from every girl, let the man take off his clothes when he comes up, and you are really relaxed."
"How can I tattoo if you don't take off your clothes?"
"I'm tattooed on my face"
"………………………” Lanlan opened her eyes wide. She hadn't had fewer tattoos, but she had never seen anyone tattooed on her face.
"...real patterns?" Lanlan didn't believe it
"Really, I've thought about it when you tattoo it, I never regret it." Mr. Chen changed his cynical expression in the past
"If you tattoo, you will be disfigured, Mr. Shen"
"Of course I know"
"..." Lanlan still doesn't believe it, "You've drunk?"
"I didn't drink at all, if you want to tattoo it, you will tattoo it!" Mr. Chen said in an orderly tone.
"...Yes, but you have to tell me why you have to make it clear, I will make it for you!"
“…I want to forget a woman”
"If you forget, forget it. Why do you have to tattoo on your face? If you have tattoos, you can't forget it even more?"
"If you tattoo on your face, your heart won't hurt."
"What logic are you doing?!"
"I have no logic"
"I won't have any logic!"
"Actually, I want to end my unrequited love in the past seven years and leave a souvenir."
"Is there anyone who cares about you like this? How can you do such an extreme thing?"
"If it's not extreme, it's not me."
“…”
"With!" Mr. Chen grabbed Lanlan's hand, his fingers firm and powerful.
"...Okay, just tattoo it, don't regret it!"
Mr. Chen didn't say anything and laughed. Mr. Chen never regretted using the pain on his face to reduce the pain in his heart. Only Mr. Chen could think of such an extreme way, and he could do it.
That night, there was a graceful swallow on Mr. Chen's face, and his face was hot and hot.
"It's over, Mr. Chen is disfigured, I can't find my wife." Lan Lan looked at Mr. Chen with regret and said.
Lanlan, Mr. Chen, who hit his real wife, personally engraved the mark of ending his seven-year secret love for Mr. Chen.
"If you can find it, you can find it. If you can't find it, you can't find my face before. Don't you can't find my wife?" Mr. Chen said with ease.
"I couldn't find it before, but now you can't find it even more." Lan Lan said
"……perhaps!"
"Maybe someone doesn't care if you have a tattoo on your face," Lanlan said, "Who?"
"I" Lanlan whispered that for a man like Mr. Chen, how many women can resist?
“…………”
Mr. Chen looked at Lanlan and Lanlan seriously and looked at the same beauty as his third sister. The third sister has the beauty of being so fascinating with mature and rich charm, like Reis Reis, and Lanlan is the beauty of youthful vitality, like Jun Zhixian Mr. Chen has liked Lanlan a little since the day he accompanied Fan in Lanlan to apologize. However, he also found that he always had a third sister in his heart that he could not let go, and it was difficult to really like Lanlan.
But today, it’s different. With a swallow on his face, Mr. Chen really forgot that the third sister has come back. Mr. Chen is definitely a man. After making up his mind to stop thinking, he really won’t think about it.
"What time is it? Why don't you go home soon!" Lan Lan felt a little embarrassed when she saw Mr. Chen's straight look, so she quickly changed the subject
"I can't go back anymore. When Hongbing saw me like this, he would definitely scold me."
"I have to close the door. You can't just rely on our beauty salons wherever you like."
"I'll go home with you!" Mr. Chen said seriously
"Don't be shameless!" Lan Lan's handsome face turned red
"I'll just lie to you, I'll go wherever you go."
"Why are you so shameless and so arrogant?" Lan Lan scolded Mr. Chen with a smile.
"I'm so shameless, I'm so shameless." Mr. Chen grabbed Lanlan's sweater like a sloppy child, holding her mother's sweater tightly as if she was a sloppy child.
"roll……"
"I won't get out..."
"Get away"
"I rolled all over the floor, can I make it?"
“…”
Mr. Chen was in Lanlan's house for ten days. After he cut off the knot in his chest that had been entangled for seven years, he finally discovered that life can be so wonderful, love can be so sweet, and true love can be so sweet. It turns out that the third sister is around him, just A distant dream. When the dream is extinguished, what begins is the real life, the real life