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How long has it been since you picked up a paintbrush?Yu Qing couldn't remember clearly.Perhaps because the painting is Yi Lin, the feeling of strangeness holding a paintbrush is not disturbing at all, but has become an interesting and fresh feeling.

Yi Lin finally chose a sweater that he usually wears, nestled on the sofa with his legs curled up and hugged the pillow.He said that he likes the teacher to draw his most common look.

Although it is only the most common sitting posture, he is used to being an artist after all.He clearly knows what kind of angle looks best in the picture, and he doesn't need Yu Qing to adjust his posture for him.

The scent of black tea and the warm sunshine permeated the whole room.On the exquisite and gorgeous red sofa, Yi Lin was wearing a white turtleneck sweater, looking at Yu Qing with a smile.

Yu Qing painted very carefully. When those indifferent and clear eyes were slightly lowered, his eyelashes would form two beautiful arcs, making his handsome face look softer.When drawing a close-up of his own eyes, his eyes will smile when the four eyes meet, so gentle that people can't help but raise the corners of his mouth.

It's very comfortable to be Yu Qing's model, he just needs you to keep the general movements.In fact, with Yu Qing's ability, even if Yi Lin is not sitting opposite him, he can still draw him in various forms.It's just that the big kid insisted on sitting there, carefully maintaining the same posture.

"Teacher, I suddenly feel like a Titanic!" Yi Lin said suddenly.

His words made Yu Qing laugh, looked at him and said, "Rose is much more beautiful than you."

"That's because my beautiful lines are covered by the clothes. Or, I take off the clothes and get another one?" Yi Lin said with a smirk.

Yu Qing ignored him, but made a gesture to put down the pen in her hand.Seeing this, Yi Lin had no choice but to hold back his smile and sit down obediently, not to play tricks again.

After drawing for about two hours, Yu Qing finally handed the notebook to Yi Lin to read.Yi Lin exercised his stiff body and couldn't wait to appreciate it.

Knowing that the teacher draws well, Yi Lin was still surprised when he saw himself in his pen.His brush strokes are very delicate and have a very rich layering.His works have always been full of soul, and one can feel his intentions and feelings.

"The teacher draws really well! Much better than me." Yi Lin looked at Yu Qing's self in admiration, and sighed, "I want to take a picture and use it as a Weibo profile picture!"

As he said that, Yi Lin put up the album on the coffee table, and took pictures of Yu Qing's paintings with his mobile phone.Then I edited Weibo and prepared to send it.After a while, Yi Lin's profile picture on Weibo changed from a recent magazine photo to a black and white sketch, and there was an additional content on Weibo:

"Grateful for your love!"

The Weibo had only just been uploaded, and Yi Lin received several replies.For Yi Lin, who has tens of millions of fans, such things are very common.He usually just reads the first message, otherwise, there will be hundreds of thousands of reposts in one minute, and no one will be able to see it.

But this time, he was attracted by one of the replies' profile pictures.

This head looks very ordinary, just a watercolor painting.But Yi Lin recognized it at a glance, because he drew that picture by himself.The painting is of Yu Qing on the rooftop.

'I will stay with hu. 'The ID signed as a string of numbers replied.

Yi Lin looked back at Yu Qing, and saw that he was holding a mobile phone.Yi Lin asked in surprise:

"Teacher, is the ID 150722 on my Weibo yours?"

"En." Yu Qing responded.

Remembering that Yu Qing didn't play Weibo, Yi Lin opened the profile picture curiously, but found that this ID only followed him, and never sent a status or picture.

"Did the teacher register Weibo for me?"

Yi Lin couldn't hide the smile on his face, and he got together to watch his Weibo with his account.There is really another warm feeling.

"Teacher read every one of my Weibo." Yi Lin asked himself while browsing Weibo on Yu Qing's mobile phone, "Does the teacher know how I know? Because there is no need for caching."

Yi Lin held the phone in front of Yu Qing and swiped down.

"Look, every picture has been loaded. It means that the teacher has seen it before."

When he said that, Yu Qing was really surprised.Things like details really remind you of the truth all the time.It is impossible to hide it like trying to hide it.

"When did you become so smart?" Yu Qing didn't deny it.

"The last time I was on a variety show, it was mentioned in the show." Yi Lin asked suddenly: "Why did the teacher use a string of numbers as the name?"

"I quarreled with you that day." Yu Qing said lightly.

Yi Lin's hand on the screen suddenly paused, and he returned the phone to Yu Qing.But he didn't continue to talk about this topic, but asked:

"Teacher, is there a better tattoo artist here?"

"You want a tattoo?"

"En! Get one here." Yi Lin pointed to the place below his collarbone.

"What tattoo? Does your agent know?"

"It's just a small totem, he won't care about it. Let's go!" After speaking, Yi Lin pulled Yu Qing out of the room.

Getting a tattoo in London is really a good option.A tattoo conference is held here every year, and many first-class tattoo artists gather here.The front desk of the hotel enthusiastically helped Yi Lin make an appointment for a relatively famous tattoo studio, and wrote the address to Yi Lin.

Yi Lin took the address and took a taxi to the entrance of the hotel, and took Yu Qing there by taxi.

In the taxi, Yu Qing was surprised by Yi Lin's whim, but when asked what he wanted to get tattooed, he refused to say.Just replied, "The teacher will know when the time comes."

The tattoo studio recommended by the front desk of the hotel is located in the suburbs of London. Unlike the dim and mysterious ones imagined, this shop looks more natural and comfortable, and even has a sense of tranquility.

This zen-like tattoo parlor is spacious and bright.The store is on the second floor of a villa, and the natural light from the skylight is the main source of light in the store.On the roof, there are exquisite chandeliers between the log-colored beams that are kept outside.This style is quite different from the usual fancy and cumbersome tattoo parlors.

Usually tattoos are reserved in advance, although the hotel called Yi Lin, but the two most famous female tattoo artists were not so easy to get appointments.

The young girls who received Yi Lin and Yu Qing were the same as the whole studio.She was dressed simply and cleanly, very decently.She quickly arranged another tattoo artist for Yi Lin, a slightly muscular man in his 30s.He was wearing a clean white shirt, the sleeves were neatly rolled up, and the patterns on his arms were faintly visible.Although it is only the tip of the iceberg, one can see the exquisiteness of the flower arms hidden under the clothes.

Yi Lin is not picky about tattoo artists, he has already thought about the pattern to be tattooed in his heart.After just a simple communication, he wrote down the content of his tattoo on the paper.In a simple sentence:

Know what do you want.

The tattoo artist combined Yi Lin's meaning with the actual operation. After slightly modifying the pattern, he asked Yi Lin to take off his clothes.Prepare to use transfer oil to transfer the sketched pattern to the position below Yi Lin's collarbone to fix the pattern.

Yu Qing sat aside and looked at Yi Lin who was lying on a black leather recliner. After putting on a mask, the tattooist applied some Vaseline to his skin.

It was a small tattoo, Yi Lin wasn't nervous at all, he was lying on the chair and chatting with Yu Qing.

The tattoo artist greeted Yi Lin, and started working after seeing him nodding his head.His expression became more serious, he skillfully put on the black rubber gloves, and then put on a disposable syringe to start sketching.

When a row of sharp needles pierced Yi Lin's skin, Yi Lin frowned slightly.But it seemed that the pain was bearable, much better than he had imagined.It's a bit like a blade slicing through the skin, but it's not too painful.Knowing the general feeling, Yi Lin became more relaxed, and discussed the arrangement with Yu Qing for a while.

He said it easily, but Yu Qing still felt very painful when he saw rows of needles piercing his skin.Reddish transparent water drops will ooze from the punctured place, and the tattooist will gently wipe them off with a paper towel after a few tattoos.The ink was pierced into the skin little by little with a needle, and with the slightly reddened skin, the text below his collarbone gradually became clear.

"Why do you want to get this tattoo?" Yu Qing asked.

Know what you want - that's what Yi Lin's tattoos mean.I thought he wanted to get a tattoo or something else, but I didn't expect it to be just such a sentence.

A word to tell yourself.

Yi Lin smiled, but did not answer Yu Qing.Instead, she picked up her phone and started playing, and Yu Qing soon received a Weibo push.

He commented on himself on Weibo, saying:

'I'll bear around you.'

Yes, he knows what he wants.It is his sense of security by his side, the trust and companionship deep in his soul.

In the world of love, people always give without hesitation.Often ignore what the other party really needs.

Yu Qing remembered a story she had seen before:

When he was young, he liked to eat fish heads, and she liked to eat fish tails.

Every time the two of them eat fish together, he will always give her the head of the fish immediately, and she will also give him the tail immediately, happiness quietly overflowing on each other's faces...

Many years later, with gray hair and unable to withstand the passing of time, he took a step forward. Looking at the blue diary he left behind, she carefully flipped through the pages, her eyes gradually became moist, and the most profound thing was :

My dear gave me another fish tail, watching her eat the fish head I gave her and the disgusting fish tail in my bowl with relish, I feel satisfied and happy, as long as she is happy, I am willing to eat fish tails for the rest of my life... …

He loves fish heads the most, but he eats fish tails all his life.

She loves fish tails the most, but eats fish heads all her life.

Each other gave each other what they thought was the best, but forgot to think about what he wanted.

But Yu Qing knew that he understood himself.

Gently holding Yi Lin's hand, Yu Qing didn't speak any more.

In this world, what could make you happier than having a lover who understands you?