I thought I was a green tea jerk

If a man like Si Chong really wants to get a tattoo.

Even if it is not the green dragon and white tiger with teeth and claws, the first choice should be unidentified non-mainstream patterns such as skulls and rose sickles.

This guy is good. He has a simple boat tattooed, which is still a kindergarten-style stick figure.

Lu Qingzhou pursed her lips, and originally wanted to complain, but once she understood what Si Chong meant, she couldn't say those sarcastic words.

"Very," Lu Qingzhou smacked her lips: "very childlike."

Si Chong laughed lightly: "If you don't want to boast, you don't have to force it."

The man let out a long sigh of relief and fell back on the back of the wheelchair: "Speaking of which, I have to thank you, I didn't call Lu Steamboat, Lu Jeep or something, otherwise I really have to think about tattooing."

Lu Qingzhou glanced at the reddened edge of the tattoo: "It hurts?"

"Of course it hurts." Si Chong stroked his forehead hair: "Ji Hanyang held me down the whole time, otherwise I might not be able to resist beating that tattoo artist."

Lu Qingzhou laughed lowly, he stepped forward, pressed his fingers lightly around the tattoo, anti-inflammatory ointment was applied on his chest in advance, a little tissue fluid oozes from the lines of the boat, Lu Qingzhou carefully checked around the tattoo, except for some There's nothing wrong with redness.

The 19-year-old's skin is young and firm. With the ups and downs of breathing, the boat seems to be really rolling up and down in the waves, which looks quite cute.

"When will this tattoo grow back?"

"About a week," Si Chong shrugged, "But my pattern is simple, so it may not take so long."

"kindness."

The ointment on the chest is thick and feels greasy to the touch. Combined with the smooth skin and elastic muscles, the inexplicable touch is not bad.

Si Chong looked at Lu Qingzhou's downcast eyes as if he was thinking about something, but his hands were unconsciously pressing his chest.

Lu Qingzhou's hands are not heavy, and his movements are not frivolous. There is a little warmth in his fingertips, which makes Si Chong's heart itch.

After an unknown amount of time, Si Chong asked slowly. "Like it?"

"En?" Lu Qingzhou woke up like a dream, didn't bother to ask, nodded and said vaguely: "It's okay."

"Oh," Si Chong pursed his lips with a meaningful smile.

Lu Qingzhou blinked, then realized, and hurriedly withdrew her hand: "I'm talking about tattoos."

Si Chong nodded, and said calmly, "I'm talking about me."

The room was quiet, Lu Qingzhou did not refute unexpectedly, Si Chong raised his eyebrows, and said in surprise: "You didn't deny it."

Lu Qingzhou didn't speak, he glanced at the time: "I'll go out for a while."

"You're leaving without saying a few words?" Si Chong said with a resentful expression on his face, "I'm suffering because of you anyway, didn't you have a nice word?"

"I'll go down and get you an anti-inflammatory cream."

Si Chong's eyes lit up: "I'm with you."

"No need," Lu Qingzhou glanced at his injured leg: "you'd better stay here."

-

Ye Xu found out about Si Chong's tattoo the next day, and Ye Xu immediately ran to the hospital and scolded him.

"Why didn't you tell your manager about this kind of thing in advance?" Ye Xu crossed his arms and said, "What if fans find out? What if it affects your cover photo shoot in the future?"

Ye Xu took off Si Chong's clothes, and looked at the shining boat on his chest.

"This position can't be covered up even if you want to. You've taken too many anesthetics and now you're rebellious?"

It happened that Lu Qingzhou was also there, and he frowned slightly when he heard this, and for the first time took up the airs of the prince of Huabang.

"Swear softly," Lu Qingzhou lowered his head to check the injury on Si Chong's foot: "The artist's mental state is also what the manager should care about."

Ye Xu laughed angrily: "Do you think this guy is the kind of person who will cry about depression after just a few words?"

Lu Qingzhou glanced at him and said meaningfully: "Sick people are inevitably more vulnerable."

Si Chong gloated, lying on the bed without the slightest sign of guilt.

Ye Xu rolled his eyes at the ceiling, okay, anyway, in front of the young couple, he, a wicked person, deserves nothing but dog food.

Ye Xu took a deep breath to calm down his emotions: "Next week I will arrange a remote live broadcast for you, and you are going to send me two songs first."

After explaining the work, Ye Xu left first.

Lu Qingzhou looked back at him: "so what about the tattoo?"

Ye Xu shrugged: "Young bosses have already spoken, what can I say as a lousy part-time worker, if you want to stay, just stay! Cover it with foundation when you turn around and go on camera."

Ye Xu left, and Si Chong leaned on the pillow, looking at Lu Qingzhou with great interest: "Are you working during the day today?"

"Well, I will be on shift at noon, and I will be fine after that."

"Are you busy in the afternoon and evening?"

Lu Qingzhou looked up at him: "what do you want to do?"

"I want you to push back if you have something to do," Si Chong said with a smile on his lips, "Come here and accompany me."

In fact, Lu Qingzhou has come to the ward a lot recently, he looked at Si Chong in confusion: "Don't tell you that you are afraid of being alone until now."

"That's not true," Si Chong shrugged, "Today is my birthday."

This kind of understatement made Lu Qingzhou unable to be easily convinced.

"Your birthday?" Lu Qingzhou frowned: "Why have you never heard of it?"

And from today to now, no one in Si Chong's ward came to visit him, not even a phone call.He is so popular, how could he not even say "Happy Birthday"?

"Birthday is not necessarily a good day." Si Chong shrugged: "I never had a birthday, so not many people know about it."

Not a good day?

When Si Chong said this, his tone was very relaxed, and when Lu Qingzhou looked over, the other party's expression basically showed no flaws.

Lu Qingzhou lowered his eyes and thought for a long time: "You are——"

Si Chong pursed his lips and smiled mysteriously: "I'll tell you when you come over at night."

-

After finishing her shift at noon, Lu Qingzhou didn't go straight to Si Chong's ward, but walked out of the hospital gate slowly as usual.While walking, he dialed Ji Hanyang's number, and the other person answered very quickly, and because they were familiar with each other, there were fewer politenesses that would waste time.

"What are you doing?" There was the sound of traffic passing through the receiver, which should be on the road.

Lu Qingzhou raised his voice: "It's me."

Ji Hanyang smiled: "I know it's you, what do you want from me?"

"I heard from Si Chong that today is his birthday."

"Birthday?" Ji Hanyang paused, and then suddenly said: "Yes, yes, I almost forgot if you didn't mention it, today is indeed his birthday."

Lu Qingzhou frowned slightly: "You don't even remember his birthday?"

Ji Hanyang smiled: "I never thought he would even tell you such a thing!"

"Today is indeed his birthday," Ji Hanyang said with a long sigh of relief: "However, it should be a good day for him, right?"

Lu Qingzhou subconsciously slowed down, and he frowned: "Why?"

-

In the evening, Lu Qingzhou pushed open the door of Si Chong's ward.

Si Chongzheng was sitting on the bed playing the guitar, when he saw him coming, he raised his head and smiled at Lu Qingzhou: "I thought you wouldn't come today!"

"You said it was your birthday, how could I not come?" Lu Qingzhou walked in with a full handbag, and locked the door of the ward.

As soon as the space was closed, Si Chong immediately smelled a spicy smell of cumin mixed with chili noodles, he raised his eyebrows in surprise: "Barbecue?"

Lu Qingzhou nodded, and put the bag in his hand on the table against the wall.

"I think they ate these for their birthdays, but they didn't buy beer." Lu Qingzhou pointed at Si Chong's leg: "You can't touch alcohol now."

Si Chong tilted his head and looked at Lu Qingzhou: "I remember not touching spicy and greasy things, Doctor Lu?"

Doctor Lu, who knew the law and broke the law, shrugged and said calmly: "Today is your birthday, you are allowed to eat a little."

Si Chong laughed lightly, put down his guitar and leaned against the wall, walked to the window, propped his hands on the window frame and hopped lightly on the window sill.

Si Chong looked at the full food boxes on the counter and asked in surprise, "How many things did you buy?"

"I bought a little of each," Lu Qingzhou shrugged, "I don't know what you like to eat."

Si Chong nodded with a smile, took a skewer of chicken wings and took a bite.

"Your father...is he still in prison?"

Lu Qingzhou was not very euphemistic in speaking, Si Chong was stunned for two seconds, and said clearly: "Ji Hanyang told you?"

Lu Qingzhou nodded: "he said, on your tenth birthday, your father accidentally killed a man after he got drunk."

"Well," Si Chong looked up at the bright moonlight outside: "15 years in prison is not wronged."

Lu Qingzhou looked at Si Chong's side face, and didn't seem to see sadness or sadness from that face.

"Then your mother—"

"That's not my mother." Si Chongman said distractedly, "My mother passed away when I was very young, and it's actually my aunt who takes care of me now."

Lu Qingzhou was stunned: "Si Qiaoyun is your aunt?"

Si Chong nodded: "Didn't you realize that she has the same last name as me?"

It turned out to be the case.

Lu Qingzhou blinked, not knowing what to say to ease the embarrassment.

Si Chong looked at Lu Qingzhou's drooping eyebrows and chuckled. Seeing that there seemed to be something in the handbag, he reached out and looked it over.

Fruits, sparkling mineral water, even paper towels and mouthwash are all bought.

"After going out for a long time, I thought I was going to choose a gift for me," Si Chong chuckled, unscrewed the bottle of mineral water and took a sip: "I said Doctor Lu, you don't think a barbecue is a gift, do you? "

"Yes," Lu Qingzhou looked at him calmly, as early as after finishing the phone call with Ji Hanyang, he had already thought about what to give Si Chong.

"Oh?" Si Chong raised his eyebrows slightly, and asked curiously, "Where's my gift?"

Lu Qingzhou quietly looked at the young man opposite, with handsome eyebrows and bright smile, his open collar exposed his chest, and a tattoo symbolizing Lu Qingzhou was tattooed near his heart.

In fact, he has already discovered that even if the active contact in those two months was due to confusion, the liking for Si Chong is real.

Lu Qingzhou hooked her lips: "The gift is."

"Give you to me."