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Wen Yan held the bamboo leaf in his hand, hugged his knees, and sank down, with his head down and the tip of his nose almost touching the water.

"Sitting so low, the water pressure will make my heart uncomfortable." Lian Yu sat by the pool, reaching out to catch someone to lift him up.

Wen Yan moved up a little with the strength of his hand, and raised his head to lean against the edge of the pool. Not only could he see Lian Yu's unparalleled handsome face, but he could also see the bright and silvery full moon hanging high in the dark blue sky , Yinhui filled the eyes.

Lian Yu bowed his head and gently pressed a kiss on his forehead, the skin touched, with a heart-palpiating temperature and tactile sensation.

Wen Yan closed his eyes without resisting, he wanted to immerse himself in the boundless silence.

He heard Lian Yu take off his clothes, and then sat in the hot spring pool, right beside him.

Wen Yan didn't open his eyes until Lian Yu's hand held his.Wen Yan turned to look at him, Lian Yu gave him an extremely gentle smile, and kissed his lips.

Wen Yan tried to dodge, but there was no room for retreat. There was a pool wall behind him. Lian Yu's hand firmly clasped the back of his head, and his tongue stretched out. Sparks exploded from the tip of his tongue, making people dazzled.This is a lingering kiss, with the warmth of lips and teeth, and the determination of mutual dependence.The breath is compatible, sweet and dangerous.

Lian Yu's hand caressed Wen Yan's back restlessly, the throbbing came from the place where the skin touched, and the temperature in the palm was very scorching.Wen Yan seemed to have been electrocuted, and suddenly refused, Lian Yu didn't relax, but took him even further into his arms.Tighten all of Wen Yan's struggles, the kiss is still deepening, as if it wants to eat people.

The water in the pool was stirred up, and Wen Yan's resistance became more and more fierce, but he was also afraid of hurting Lian Yu, after all, Lian Yu's stomach can't be touched.Finally, when she felt Wen Yan's tears streaming down, Lian Yu let him go.

"Don't cry, I... can't I stay away from you?" Lian Yu stabilized his breath, stepped back, suppressed all gushing emotions and sat on the other side of the pool.

This hot spring pool is really not big, even if you sit diagonally and stretch your legs, you can touch each other.

Wen Yan shook his head at Chong Lianyu, with a warning in his sad expression.He didn't want to cry, his tears weren't that low, but

"Yeah!" Lian Yu curled his lips into a slight smile, "I understand!"

It was this smile that made Wen Yan's heart ache violently. There was an invisible sharp knife that cut through his heart again and again. It turned out that laughter can be so sad, and he felt that Lian Yu was crying.

They all understand that some hurdles may not be passed, or it may take many years to pass.It was a barrier full of thorns, once it was broken, there might be a garden full of peach blossoms behind it, or there might be blood everywhere.

Now they are not fully prepared to accept it, neither Wen Yan nor himself is ready.

It's ridiculous, they love each other deeply, but they can't bear the intimacy between lovers.

"Yanyan, I'll wait until we both figure it out." Lian Yu said flatly, "I won't hurt you, don't be afraid of me."

Lian Yu's voice seemed to melt into the air, the strong sadness rising with the curling heat of the spring water.

Wen Yan nodded, he knew it all!

In the yard, there are only the sound of water and the sound of wind sweeping through the bamboo forest. Even the birds are tired at this time.

After a while, Wen Yan wrapped the bath towel around his body and walked out of the hot spring pool.

The fiery red birthmark on his waist burned Lian Yu's eyes, and he didn't like it.

"Hurry up and put on your bathrobe, don't freeze." Lian Yu reminded that even in the south, where the altitude is higher, the early spring is still quite cold.

Gently and obediently, she wrapped herself in a bathrobe and hurried upstairs.

Watching Wen Yan's back disappear into the small building, he let out a heavy breath, but the feeling of depression did not ease in the slightest.Leaning tiredly by the pool, he closed his eyes and listened to the sound of the water.There was a surge of anger just now, and the string of reason almost broke.

He should be content, at least so far he can't ask for more.

"Ha!" A slightly sarcastic exclamation overflowed from his mouth, Lian Yu raised his hand to cover his eyes, God knows how long he can bear it!

Back in the small building, Wen Yan had already fallen asleep.There was still a light on at the head of the bed, the light envelops you softly, Lian Yu sat by the bed and watched for a long time.When lying down, he reached into Wen Yan's quilt and stroked the birthmark on his waist.

He knew that Wen Yan was not asleep, and he could clearly feel Wen Yan's trembling.

"Yanyan, let's get rid of this birthmark." Lian Yu murmured, "Without this, you are just yourself, nothing will change, you are still mine."

Wen Yan closed his eyes and didn't respond. His eyes were already wet, how to get rid of them?Peel off the skin?What's the use, it's just deception, and it can't change any practical problems.

Lian Yu turned off the lights, and the night filled the whole room.Lian Yu didn't take back his hand, just fell asleep while touching the birthmark.

Wen Yan woke up the next day and didn't see Lian Yu. He touched the place next to him, and it was completely cold.How long have you been up?

He came to the corridor and saw grandma watering the flowers.Seeing Wen Yan come out, she raised her hand at him and said something, but Wen Yan couldn't understand and could only laugh.

The door of the next room opened, and Lian Yu came out.

"Wake up! I'm here to show you something." Lian Yu pulled him into the room.

It turned out that Lian Yu was painting, and on the drawing paper was a crabapple flower in full bloom, delicate and gorgeous, with stretched petals, beautiful posture, and the bright red color was very enchanting.

Wen Yan knew that Lian Yu had learned to draw when he was a child, and later systematically studied jewelry design, so he picked up the paintbrush that had been put aside.Today I can see that it is Tong Zigong after all, Lian Yu's painter is far superior to him.

"This is my favorite flower, is it beautiful?" Lian Yu asked expectantly, like a primary school student eager to get a teacher's praise.

Wen Yan looked at it carefully, and nodded: I was attracted by this painting at first glance, it is very beautiful, with delicate brushstrokes and nuanced depictions.

Even the veins on the petals are very clear, this is a high-definition magnified Begonia flower.

There is a crabapple on the chest of the little copper bird. It turns out that it is because I like it the most. Wen Yan remembered that Lian Yu likes crabapple flowers the most.

"It's fine if you like it." Lian Yu smiled and kissed Wen Yan's side face, "Can I have it tattooed on your body?"

Wen Yan was taken aback, what do you mean?

"It's tattooed on the side of my waist, I want to have it tattooed there." Lian Yu reached out to touch Wen Yan's waist.

That location is where the birthmark is. It turned out that Lian Yu didn't just say that he wanted to get rid of the birthmark. He was really thinking about it.

Wen Yan went to look at the painting again, it was beautiful, lifelike beauty, do you want to tattoo it on your body!It will be very beautiful, if Lian Yu draws it himself.

"Okay." Lian Yu moved closer, and the warm breath enveloped Wen Yan inside, "Okay, okay..."

A series of questions, even words like a child from Sarai asking for candy.

I heard that tattoos are very painful. His senior brother has tattoos on his hands and told him about it.

Wen Yan nodded, it's okay, he is not afraid of pain, he has been since he was a child.

"So obedient." Lian Yu happily touched Wen Yan's head, and let out a sigh of relief, "It won't hurt very much. Now tattoos can be anesthetic, which is the ointment that can be applied to relieve pain." pain."

It was really painful, and Lian Yu was absolutely reluctant to part with it.When he was abroad, he accompanied his classmates to get tattoos. At that time, there was no anesthetic for tattoos, and even now he can even remember how miserable his buddy was.It was deafening, and there were several breaks in between.After the tattoo was over, even Yu's tinnitus appeared periodically. He couldn't let Wen Yan suffer such a serious crime.

Wen Yan's eyes widened, and his eyeballs rolled around, can he still use anesthetics?It seems that his senior brother didn't catch up with the good times, so he can rest assured now.

"You don't know?" Lian Yu understood Wen Yan's reaction.

Wen Yan shook his head: I haven't heard of it.

"Then you still dare to agree? Do you know how painful it is to get a tattoo without anesthesia?" Lian Yu was shocked. He had long realized that there was no lower limit to Wen Yan's tolerance for him, and he dared to agree to such a thing.

Wen Yan bit his lip: I think I can bear it.

Lian Yu took a deep breath, his heart softened into a clam shell, and he couldn't help snoring Wen Yan's hair: "Why are you so stupid?"

This little fool can only stay by his side and cannot be let out to be bullied.

The next morning, two people came to the small yard, one was a tattoo artist and the other was an assistant.

The two looked at the original picture, and Lian Yu communicated with them.

"Mu Shao, I think it's better to transfer the printing. It will be very itchy to paint directly on the skin, and you will inevitably make mistakes if you move it. After the transfer is completed, you can re-tick the details." The tattoo artist gave a suggestion, and Lian Yu wanted to draw it directly .

"I think it's okay, Yanyan, what do you think?" Lian Yu asked for Wen Yan's opinion. The tattoo artist is a professional, and he gave advice in the professional field.

Wen Yan nodded, it's fine, he listened to Lian Yu.

"You didn't have a drink yesterday." The assistant asked.

Wen Yan shook his head.

"That's fine." The assistant began to prepare things.

"Remember to apply more anesthetics, don't make it hurt." Lian Yu urged.

"Tattoo anesthetics may affect the finished product, let me tell you about this first." The tattoo artist said, "But the current medicines are also very advanced, so it's not a big problem."

Wen Yan: Does it mean that it works better if you don’t use it?

"This is natural," said the tattoo, "because the anesthetic affects the elasticity and contractility of the skin."

Wen Yan looked at Lian Yu.

"What are you thinking, it hurts so much, it must be used." Lian Yu was reluctant to let Wen Yan feel any pain.

Lian Yu had to draw the line drawing of that painting again, this time with a transfer paper, of course, he could also directly aim at the finished product, but Lian Yu was very confident in his artistry.

On the other side, preparations have already begun, mainly the disinfection of the skin and the hanging of the fine hair on the waist.

The transfer process went smoothly, and the details were connected with a few strokes. He found that he enjoyed the feeling of painting on Wen Yan's body. This is unique and only belongs to his "drawing paper".

When the thread was cut, the machine rang, and Wen Yan was a little terrified.The anesthetic has taken effect, but the pain is still there, but fortunately it is tolerable.

Lian Yu was sitting next to Wen Yan, holding his hand the whole time.Watching the tattoo artist operate, a little secant, a little bit of fogging, the birthmark was gradually covered up, as if even their kinship was also covered up.