Tentative

This time Qu Zhe slept very peacefully and had no dreams all night, until the next afternoon he was awakened by faint shouts.He opened his eyes, and the first thing he saw was the narrow square world of the storage room. A beam of light came in from the small window, illuminating the dust floating in the air.

He sat up, and the yelling from downstairs became more and more clear. He pressed his temples, turned his head and saw the bag on the small table, and after he regained his composure, he took out his glasses from inside and put them on.

The world suddenly became clear. Qu Zhe got out of bed slowly, put on his shoes, took out his toothbrush and toothpaste, and opened the door of the storage room.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhn

Because of sleeping for too long, his head hurts dully, and he walked to the toilet in a daze to brush his teeth and wash his face.

"Ah! I'm going to die, I really can't, it hurts too much!!"

"Would you like to wait a while?"

"Wait a while wait a while!!!"

"Then I'll go smoke a cigarette, take it easy."

When Qu Zhe went downstairs, Guan Tian just came out of the room on the first floor. Hearing the movement upstairs, he raised his head and said hello to him: "Are you awake?"

"Well, Sister Tian, ​​I'm sorry, I got up late..." Qu Zhe glanced at the clock on the wall, it was already past two o'clock in the afternoon.

Guan Tian smiled and said: "It's okay, I'll smoke a cigarette, come in later and help me."

"it is good."

After entering the room, Qu Zhe knew that it was Guan Tian's work place. At this time, a teary-eyed girl was lying on a black leather chair, her sleeves rolled up to her shoulders, revealing her white arms.And there are patterns halfway through the tattoo on the upper arm.

The girl took a mobile phone and sent a voice message to someone: "It hurts so much!! Who told me it doesn't hurt!!! It hurts too much!!!"

Guan Tian smoked this cigarette very quickly, and probably only smoked half of it. When she came in, she heard the girl's words, and jokingly said, "It hurts so much, why don't you get tattooed?"

The girl said coquettishly, "How can I do that! I'm already in half the pain!"

"Haha, let's continue then."

"Sister Tian, ​​please take it easy, I was introduced by a friend, next time I will also introduce a friend!" the girl said.

"Okay, hold on." Guan Tian said, and started to work again with the tools, "Azhe, you clean the inside of this place, and clean the outside after you're done, open the door of the shop, help me Check out the store."

"Okay." Qu Zhe nodded seriously, and went to the utility room to find cleaning tools without disturbing her.The girl inside started screaming like a pig again, and there were a lot of lines like "No more tattoos" and "I was wrong".

He could see that this tattoo shop didn't need to recruit people, or in other words, didn't need to recruit someone who couldn't get tattoos.Even so, it is really difficult for him now, and it would be great to have a place to live in peace.Qu Zhe first swept the outside, put everything in order, then opened the store door, and the sun shone in.

He stood at the door smoking a cigarette and looked at the signboard by the way.

The signboard is very simple, with three red words "Human Skin Embroidery" written on the black striped bottom.Yesterday he didn't wear glasses, and he didn't look at the furnishings in the store very carefully, but today, while cleaning, he took a close look at the pictures on the wall.

I have to say that even though he has no technical talent, he feels extremely powerful.

Just as he was thinking, Guan Tian shouted from inside: "Azhe!! Use the front computer to play a song to listen to it!!"

"Okay!" He responded with a loud voice, walked into the front desk, and clicked on the music software.

He logged in with Guan Tian's account, and he clicked on any song in the playlist, and an explosive female voice came out from the speaker.

It was an English song that Zhe had never heard before. The female vocals matched the drums and he was listening. He walked into the workshop with a broom while listening to it. The girl was still complaining about the pain, and Guan Tian told her something Otherwise, try to divert her attention.

"Sister Tian! How much is left! I'm going to die of pain!! Die!!" She said with an exaggerated expression.

Guan Tian had a smile on his face, as if he was used to such situations.

While sweeping the floor, Qu Zhe couldn't help being curious, and asked in a low voice, "...it hurts so much."

"Yes, yes!" The girl immediately cast her eyes on him, "It really hurts!"

"Then why do you want tattoos..."

"Because..." As soon as this question came out, the girl's emotions suddenly sank, "Because the person I like very much left me."

Realizing that he had said something wrong, Qu Zhe immediately wanted to apologize, but Guan Tian gave him a wink, as if instructing him to continue talking.

Qu Zhe swallowed and said, "Why...why did he leave you?"

The girl had an outgoing personality, so she didn't mean to hide anything when she was asked such a question. She whispered about her sad past, and even forgot the pain in her arm.As she spoke, her voice began to choke, Guan Tian said: "Azhe, bring some paper!"

"Oh."

The girl should be crying.

He handed the paper to the girl, and comforted him softly: "Don't cry..."

The other party sniffed exaggeratedly, wiped away tears indiscriminately, and said a little stubbornly: "It hurts too much, that's why I cried. If you don't believe me, you will cry too!"

"Blame me, it's all my fault." Guan Tian said, and finally raised his head, and the instrument in his hand left the girl's arm and put it back on the workbench, "Okay."

"It hurts me to death..."

She pulled off the plastic wrap again, and wrapped the slightly red and swollen part of the girl's arm that had just been tattooed, and said, "Don't get wet for five days."

"Okay, thank you Tianjie." The girl adjusted her mood, slowly put down her sleeves and said, "How much is it?"

"five hundred."

She swiftly took out her long wallet from her bag, took five big bills and handed them to Guan Tian.

The girl rambled a few more words, packed her things, and left the shop.Qu Zhe looked at the back of her leaving in puzzlement - if it is said that he seeks pain because of sadness, he is understandable.But the girl obviously didn't do it for this, it's more like she was forced to get the tattoo, rather than voluntary.

"Are you thinking, it hurts so much, why does she still have a tattoo?" Guan Tian took out two cigarettes from the cigarette case, and handed one to Qu Zhe.

He took it, and the two of them sat down on the couch and smoked together.

"Ah."

"People are actually very fickle. Things that you think you will never forget will be forgotten one day. Some are very fast, very fast, so fast that you don't even realize it, and you have completely forgotten it." Guan Tian smiled and lit himself up. He took a deep breath of the cigarette on his lips.

Her short nails are neatly trimmed, painted with bright red nail polish against the white smoke, and she has the beauty of a mature woman.

She went on to say, and the smoke drifted out along with the words: "But some people just hope that they can remember for a longer time, and hope not to forget.

"Maybe she will forget a lot of details with the person she likes, but she will never forget what kind of mood she felt when she was enduring the pain. Probably to remember this moment. In the future life, see Seeing this tattoo, she will think of herself at that time.

"No matter what kind of relationship, there is a shelf life, both parties, unilateral, after the shelf life, forget it.

"The tattoo will fade, but it won't disappear. As long as it is there, it will remind me of my original mood...or remember the original thing."

Guan Tian may not be speaking to Qu Zhe these words.Qu Zhe looked at her side face, and always felt that these words seemed to be said to someone she cared about.

But these words happened to hit his mind again.

To recall the feelings he once deeply liked, indeed, after four years, it is no longer possible to accurately and meticulously recall all of them according to the chronological order. come out.

He didn't want to forget either.

Qu Zhe lowered his head in thought, and after a while, Guan Tian suddenly said, "Do you want to get a tattoo?"

"...I can't afford the price."

"Haha, how about the employee benefits?" Guan Tian laughed heartily, stretched out his hand to hook Qu Zhe's shoulder, and patted Qu Zhe's shoulder as if comforting, "Actually, it doesn't hurt that much, it's just that the place where she got the tattoo just now, It will hurt a little."

"..." Qu Zhe didn't reply.

"How about you, do you want to try it?"

"Okay." Something was stirring in his heart, and before he had time to think about whether to leave a mark on his body so hastily, he had already agreed.

In fact, he didn't even think about what or where to get tattooed.Such things as tattoos have never appeared in Qu Zhe's mind, even before meeting Guan Tian, ​​he had never even heard of how tattoos are performed.

"Okay, what do you want to get tattooed?" Guan Tian finished smoking and put the cigarette butt out in the ashtray.

Qu Zhe noticed that she smoked very quickly, almost lighting one and taking one after another until it was just a little bit of tail.

They both lit cigarettes at the same time, but Qu Zhe still had half a cigarette left in his hand.He hesitantly took a puff and said, "Is the number okay?"

"Okay, where do you want to get tattooed?"

"I don't know." Qu Zhe honestly said.

"Then let me decide for you." Guan Tian said with a smile, "What number?"

"799."

Guan Tian stood up while nodding, walked to the workbench, picked up a pencil and drew something on the paper: "Then go and sit inside, I'll be right over."

"it is good."

Qu Zhe took the place where the girl sat just now.Next to the seat is a shelf with rollers, on which are placed all kinds of things, all of which are tools for Guan Tian.Qu Zhe had never seen these before. Although he was curious, he didn't touch them.

Soon Guan Tian came in: "Take off your shirt."

The heater was turned on in the store, and he was only wearing a T-shirt and a thin coat. Hearing Guan Tian's words, he thought it was just a coat, but Guan Tian added another sentence: "All of them!"

"……what?"

"It's all off."

He had no choice but to do as he was told.

Qu Zhe's upper body was exposed, Guan Tian smacked his lips and said, "You're even thinner when you take off your clothes...the bones are sticking out."

"Ah."

He is really thin, and the protruding bones can be seen in the cervical spine without looking down; there is only a thin layer of muscle in the waist and abdomen, and the outline of each rib can be seen.Guan Tian was doing something under his neck, probably because he was afraid that he would be nervous, and joked with him: "Then I will eat better in the store, otherwise people will think that I am abusing the employees."

"I... I can deal with whatever I want."

"No, boys need to be stronger."

"……All right."

Soon it was the official start, and the instrument made a slight sound and approached him.Qu Zhe gripped the armrest of the seat nervously, Guan Tian said softly: "Low your head, take it easy."

"……Um."

The moment the needle of the instrument pierced the skin, Qu Zhe's tension disappeared without a trace.

How would you describe that feeling?Pain, but not unbearable pain, intertwined with some numbness, after a few minutes, Qu Zhe felt that this pain made him feel refreshed.

After the tattooing began, the fragmented fragments of his brain popped up again.

The pain sensation began to transform into some kind of physical excitement, which even made him feel addicted.

Whether he was excited because of the pain, or because he thought of Shen Yizhuo's face, he didn't know.The memory became clear at this moment, and every expression of Shen Yizhuo came alive in his mind.

Four years gone.

How is he?

Does he remember himself?

he……

Does he still matter?

Qu Zhe didn't know the answer to the question. He felt the pain carefully, just like what Guan Tian said, because pain, probably only pain, can be deeply remembered and cannot be forgotten.