Chapter 19 019 It turns out that tattoo removal is so painful.

On Sunday, in a tattoo shop called "In the Mood for Love", soft and soothing pure music quietly flowed.

The glass door was gently pushed open, and the doorbell rang "ding ling", crisp and pleasant.

"Welcome..." A gentle middle-aged female voice came, and Linda, wearing an apricot cheongsam, walked out, but when she saw the girl at the door, she knew what was going on, and smiled and said, "It's you, are you here to touch up the color?"

She still remembered that a month ago, when this girl came to get a tattoo, she blushed and took out a photo of a boy with bare shoulders, pointed to the rose tattoo on it, and said that she wanted to get an identical tattoo.

At that time, Linda also asked her why the boy didn't come with her.

The girl smiled almost shyly and said: This is my gift to him.

Tang Sijia looked at the gentle smile of the tattoo artist and shook his head gently: "I want to wash off the tattoo."

Linda was stunned: "Wash it off?"

Tang Sijia nodded, his face pale, but his expression did not hesitate: "I want to wash it off."

"You have only had the tattoo for a month, are you really sure..."

"I am sure," Tang Sijia interrupted Linda, "Please."

Linda paused, looked at the girl's eyes that suddenly turned red, and the faint pleading in her eyes, and finally did not ask any more questions, and went to prepare the relevant tools.

It was still the tattoo chair from last time. Tang Sijia sat on it quietly, unbuttoned his shirt, and exposed his right shoulder.

"Since the tattoo was done for a short time, the skin has not fully recovered, so it may be painful to wash it off," Linda walked behind her and whispered, "and red is more difficult to wash than black, it may take three or four times to completely wash it off."

"Yes." Tang Sijia replied.

Seeing that she did not change her mind at all, Linda sighed in her heart, sat on the high chair, and operated the instrument.

Along with the crackling sound of the fractional laser, the smell of burnt skin came into my nose.

Tang Sijia sat there calmly, and even when the laser stimulated the still red and swollen part, she seemed to have no sense at all.

Linda had never seen such an honest customer when removing a tattoo. She sat there motionless for a whole hour until she said "OK", and then the girl came back to her senses and sat quietly in front of the mirror to look at the tattoo after it was removed.

The color and shape of the black buck rose were still very obvious, but the burnt white dot-shaped scars spread all over the tattoo, lightly covering some traces.

"If you feel that the wound is a little hot after you go back, you can take some anti-inflammatory drugs. Usually, wash it with saline after taking a shower, and then apply iodine. Eat more light food within a week, and come back for a second wash after two months." Linda explained the precautions.

"Okay," Tang Sijia nodded seriously, "Thank you."

Linda waved her hand, watched the girl disappear at the door, walked to the window and lit a cigarette.

Tang Sijia took the subway back home, and it was already five o'clock in the afternoon when she got home.

The sunset covered the entire western sky.

She sat on a lounge chair at the subway exit for a while, staring at the sunset for a while before walking towards the rental house.

From a distance, she could already see the dark windows on the sixth floor.

There would never be lights on again.

Tang Sijia retracted her gaze and walked calmly towards Building 3. When she reached the door of the corridor, her steps also stopped, and she stared at the man standing at the bottom of the stairs in a daze.

Lu Langzhou was wearing a black casual suit, holding a dirty little black dog in his arms. His white and slender hands stroked the little black dog's head and soothed it with his fur.

The little black dog was the one that Tang Sijia had raised in the alley. She remembered it. There was a heart-shaped white spot on its eyes, which was the only white spot in the pure black fur.

Later, she accepted Shi Chuan and went to the alley to look for the little black dog several times. She even looked at the bushes more deliberately every time she passed by, but she never saw the little black dog again.

Like some kind of sign, the little black dog appeared again the day after Shi Chuan left.

"Tang Sijia, you're back." Lu Langzhou looked up and saw the girl in a white shirt and a lotus root pink dress. He smiled, but paused when he saw her pale face.

Tang Sijia curled the corners of her lips, cheered herself up and walked forward: "Squad leader, why are you here?"

"I went to the neighboring province to fight a lawsuit, and happened to pass by here on my way back." Lu Langzhou noticed her gaze and patted the little black dog's head. "I was driving just now. If this little black dog hadn't suddenly jumped out, I wouldn't have stopped the car and found that your community is next to it. I didn't expect this puppy to be so well-behaved."

Tang Sijia looked at the little black dog's clean black pupils: "Yes, it has always been very well-behaved."

"Do you know it?"

Tang Sijia came back to her senses: "I saw it downstairs before.

" Lu Langzhou nodded without any doubt, and then thought of something: "Actually, I came here for another thing..."

"The chairman of Hansi Group suddenly released a photo of his youngest son this morning. I saw that photo, and he looks very much like..."

"It's Shichuan," Tang Sijia curved the corners of her lips and explained, "that's the boy that night."

She saw the news this morning.

The news said how outstanding the youngest son of Hansi Group was. He was born in the United States and had excellent grades since childhood. At the age of sixteen, he was admitted to the world's top university MIT as an exception. When he turned eighteen, he became a Chinese citizen and took his grandmother's Chinese surname, Shi and Chuan.

At that time, she even had the leisure to think that the efficiency of the upper class was really high. He was just taken back yesterday, and today all the information was made public.

"...Are you okay?" Lu Langzhou asked softly.

"Me? Very good." As if to confirm this sentence, she also laughed.

Seeing this, Lu Langzhou paused for a few seconds, and glimpsed the little black dog in his arms with his peripheral vision, and smiled: "You know, I have always wanted to raise a dog to accompany me, a lonely person. Today is also fate. I just met it."

Tang Sijia looked at the puppy in a trance, and the puppy was also looking at her curiously. Perhaps it felt that the smell on her body was familiar, and it even stretched its little paw towards her.

"It likes you." Lu Langzhou was surprised.

Tang Sijia's throat tightened: "It's good to have a dog." Without waiting for Lu Langzhou to respond, she said first, "I feel a little unwell, so I'll go back first."

She lowered her head and hurriedly walked around Lu Langzhou into the corridor. She

walked up continuously, and the voice-controlled lights lit up layer by layer until the sixth floor, when Tang Sijia opened the door.

The petal-shaped sensor light lit up, and the next second it flickered twice, and after a tiny spark, the light went out with a "pop".

The light was also broken.

Tang Sijia stopped at the door, and the remaining sunset barely illuminated the simple rental house.

She raised her head and looked around.

The sofa was covered with a brand new sofa towel;

the coffee table and the big bed in the corner were covered with dustproof cloth, along with many boys' clothes and shoes;

The color-blocked carpet was also put away, and the entire living room was empty, without any warmth.

"Sister, I've prepared dinner, go wash your hands." A sweet and pleasant voice came from the kitchen with a smile.

Tang Sijia turned her head to look over.

The kitchen door was wide open, and even the pots and pans were put into the cupboard. The quartz countertop was scrubbed over and over again with a brush, and it was white and reflective.

Behind the half-closed door of the bathroom, there seemed to be a faint and ambiguous gasp.

Tang Sijia turned around in fear.

The washbasin was also scrubbed spotlessly, and the wash mirror on the countertop had no stains at all, clearly reflecting the narrow space that had long been empty.

Tang Sijia stood alone in the empty room, her eyes met a shiny spot on the cupboard at the door.

She walked over and took it in her hand.

It was a bunch of keys.

She handed it to Shi Chuan in person.

The surprise in the boy's eyes and the gentle touch of holding her hand were still vivid in her mind. Tang Sijia pressed against her stomach and retched uncontrollably.

Until the key fell out of her hand, the retching feeling finally faded away.

Tang Sijia stared at the bunch of keys on the ground in a daze. After an unknown period of time, the phone rang. It was

Sister Wang's call.

After answering the call, it was Chenchen's excited voice: "Hello, Sister Tang!" Then the phone was taken over, and Sister Wang's smiling voice rang, "Sijia, do you have time tonight?"

Tang Sijia moved her lips, and after a few seconds she squeezed out a hoarse sentence: "What's wrong, Sister Wang?"

"Didn't you say before that you wanted to meet your family," Sister Wang smiled, "It just so happens that I picked up Chenchen from her grandmother today and had dinner together in the evening."

Tang Sijia remembered.

At that time, Sister Wang said she wanted to meet Shi Chuan, and joked that "it was like meeting her other half."

Later, when she became closer to Shi Chuan, she took the initiative to mention this matter.

Perhaps because she hadn't responded for a long time, Wang Jie's voice was a little hesitant: "Si Jia?"

"Yeah," Tang Si Jia responded, and said softly, "I'm sorry, Wang Jie, I may not be able to eat."

"That person... he left."

Tang Si Jia's voice gradually lowered: "I'm sorry."

"I don't have any family anymore."

The moment the phone was hung up, Tang Si Jia saw a drop of water splashing next to the key that fell on the ground, followed by two drops, three drops...

The person she could hug and kiss freely the day before yesterday, now she couldn't even touch his things.

For an unknown period of time, the woman squatted on the ground, hugged her knees tightly, and collapsed silently.

Her shoulders hurt.

It turned out that washing off a tattoo hurts so much.

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Tang Si Jia didn't know how long she squatted.

Maybe only a few minutes, maybe longer.

Her empty stomach twitched faintly. Since she cleaned up this room yesterday, she hasn't eaten anything again.

——If she eats, she will vomit.

Maybe, she should go to an unfamiliar restaurant and eat a bowl of steaming hot chicken noodle soup to reward her stomach that had been moving and choking since yesterday.

But she felt as if all her strength had been drained from her body, and she could hardly move, nor did she want to move.

Until there was a knock on the door, Tang Sijia's thoughts finally came back to her senses, and she listened quietly, waiting for the person outside to leave tactfully.

But the person outside was always patient, knocking twice gently every few seconds, unhurried and orderly.

Tang Sijia stood up, her brain dizzy from squatting for a long time, and her eyes went dark. She walked to the door after a while and opened it.

"Tang Sijia..." The familiar voice stopped when he saw her red and swollen eyes. Lu Langzhou, who was holding the little black dog in one hand, was silent for a while, and raised the paper bag in his other hand, "I thought about it, your face looks very weak, why don't you just eat something tonight and go to bed early."

Tang Sijia stared at the paper bag in a daze. The name of a nearby restaurant was printed on the package. It was not until Lu Langzhou called her name a few more times that she finally reacted: "Thank you."

She did not refuse.

Lu Langzhou shook his head, handed the paper bag to her, and smiled a little embarrassedly: "I think Xiaohei likes you very much. It whimpered a few times when you left just now. If you have time in the future, can you visit it more often?"

Tang Sijia looked at the little black dog. Sure enough, it kicked its hind legs in Lu Langzhou's arms and stuck out its tongue at her.

"...Okay." Tang Sijia heard her serious voice.

Lu Langzhou laughed, nodded, and left.

Tang Sijia closed the door, walked to the sofa, put the package on the dust cloth on the coffee table, and opened it.

In the paper bag was a bowl of steaming hot noodle soup.

The lush green vegetables and bright soft-boiled eggs were particularly tempting.

This was the only thing in the room that had nothing to do with Shi Chuan.

Tang Sijia began to eat the noodle soup quietly, feeling her stomach being warmed and filled up little by little.

She thought that she had already experienced dealing with emotions like sadness ten years ago and was already very experienced.

This time would be no exception.

The phone rang, and Tang Sijia picked it up.

It was a text message: [The tattoo repair ointment ran out the day before yesterday, and it is sold in the pharmacy downstairs.]

Tang Sijia looked at the number that was still familiar enough to be recited by heart even after it was deleted. She looked at it for a long time, but did not reply, and just deleted the message silently.

Then, she ate the warm noodle soup mouthful by mouthful. Only

when you are full can you have the strength to face tomorrow.