When I found the heroine as a boy

"Tattoo?"

Three voices sounded at the same time, and the startled passers-by turned their heads again and again.

"No, why did you think of getting a tattoo?"

Teacher Xia was shocked and asked with a straight face.

Mom will never allow it!

It's not that Xia Wanshuang has any opinion on tattoos, but she thinks that children should not get tattoos because they don't understand anything, and the marks left by tattoos are irreversible. Zhou Qinglang is still young and ignorant, but Xia Wanshuang understands.

Although Zhou Qinglang looks like a junior high school student, in terms of age, he should still be a primary school student. Junior high school students are best not to have tattoos, let alone primary school students.

"Your idea is a bit cool. To be honest, I also want to get a tattoo. I want to get tattoos on my collarbone, ankles, or wrists, with letters or patterns like that. It's so cool."

"What kind of tattoo?"

Xia Wan raised her hands and knocked on Lin Qiushui's head, and stared at her.

"I don't get tattoos, I don't get tattoos, I'm just saying, if I want to go, I would have gone, I heard that it hurts, it's like pricking the skin with needles, hiss."

Lin Qiushui is brutal, domineering and tough, but sometimes he is very delicate, afraid of suffering and pain, and he is very changeable.

"Did something happen?"

Zhao Tianhang felt that Zhou Qinglang was not such a whim-like person, he should have seen or heard something.

"Nothing happened, sister, don't be angry, I'm just talking casually."

Zhou Qinglang excitedly wanted to tell Xia Wanshuang, who knew that Lin Qiushui and Zhao Tianhang hadn't left yet.

How dare you say the words "As long as you have your sister's name tattooed on your heart, you will never be separated from my sister" in front of Lin Qiushui and Zhao Tianhang, you will definitely be laughed at by these two people, especially Lin Qiushui.

"If you really want to get a tattoo, you can wait until you grow up, at least an adult, and the tattoo will follow you for the rest of your life. Although it can be washed off, it will be painful and leave scars. My sister doesn't allow it, but Not allowed now."

The child is still young, if you regret it later, it will be too late.

"What are you going to tattoo?"

Zhao Tianhang opened his mouth curiously, and Zhou Qinglang gave him a cold stare.

Zhao Tianhang is such a nuisance, since his sister was unhappy and she wanted to skip this topic, he actually brought it up.

"According to Little Vinegar Tanzi's personality, you don't want to have Xia Wan Shuang tattooed on your body, do you?"

Lin Qiushui looked horrified. He had seen his parents tattooed on his back before, which looked scary at first glance, but when he thought about Zhou Qinglang tattooing Xia Wan on his back...it was kind of funny when he thought about it.

Looking at Lin Qiushui's distorted expression, Zhou Qinglang wondered what kind of idiot this is.

But on a certain level, Lin Qiushui's guess is [-]/[-].

"Tattoo me?"

Xia Wan has question marks on her face, what kind of operation is this.

"Yeah, the kind that tattoos my parents on my body hahahahahahahaha."

Lin Qiushui couldn't bear it anymore, her shoulders shrugged.

Zhao Tianhang imagined that scene for a while, and couldn't help chuckling.

"It's kind of scary to be honest."

That scene was more than a little scary, it was very scary.

Although Teacher Xia is both a father and a mother, this is really not good.

"Lin! Autumn! Water!"

Zhou Qinglang gritted his teeth, and looked at Lin Qiushui with sharp eyes, which were like sharpening knives at pigs and sheep.

"Wrong wrong."

Lin Qiushui immediately admitted his mistake, hid behind Zhao Tianhang, and then let out a burst of arrogant laughter.

"I want to tattoo my sister's name."

Zhou Qinglang said in a low voice, watching Xia Wanshuang's face.

"Cough cough cough cough cough cough."

Lin Qiushui stopped crowing like a chicken being strangled.

Zhao Tianhang patted him on the back, and gave him a pat on the back.

"Little vinegar jar, you don't need to show your loyalty like this. Your sister is not your date. Why are you tattooing her name?"

In a sense, Lin Qiushui has the potential to be a prophet.

"Forget it, this is your basic operation."

Lin Qiushui didn't wait for Zhou Qinglang to speak, so he talked to himself.

"Langlang, you..."

Xia Wanshuang was a little dumbfounded, and even glanced at Zhao Tianhang.

Your future partner is here!What's going on with tattooing her name in front of him!

Xia Wanshuang just thought it was the child's head fever, Zhou Qinglang relied on her and she knew, maybe it was what Lin Qiushui said, just like Wen's parents, wanting to remember her like this.

"It's not necessary."

"Well, sister, I know."

Zhou Qinglang obediently agreed, hiding his disappointment well.

It doesn't matter, even if she doesn't have a tattoo, she will always be with her sister.

"By the way, the person who cut my clothes confessed to me."

Zhou Qinglang opened his mouth to change the subject, successfully attracting Xia Wanshuang and the others' attention.

"So fast? I thought it would take several days."

"who is it?"

"Pang Lei from Class Five."

Xia Wanshuang and Lin Qiushui looked at each other, they had no impression of this person at all.

"Why did she do this? Do you have any grudges with her?"

"She also spread the news about me a few days ago."

When Xia Wanshuang asked, Zhou Qinglang realized that she forgot to ask Pang Lei's motive. She just beat her up without asking why, and she didn't care about why at all.

"I still have a lot of thoughts."

Xia Wan frowned, not very happy.

Although they used to sell ice powder in the No. [-] Middle School, it was five years ago, and their appearance has changed as they grow up. The group of students who bought ice powder at the beginning have also graduated, so Xia Wan and the others entered the school. At that time, no one recognized them, so they didn't know about the past, let alone Zhou Qinglang's life experience.

Xia Wanshuang doesn't like others to mention Zhou Qinglang's life experience, as if they are constantly poking Zhou Qinglang's sore feet, she protects the calf, so naturally she can't see others talking about it.

"It's okay, sister, I've settled it."

Zhou Qinglang leaned against Xia Wanshuang, played with Xia Wanshuang's fingers, and rubbed them against his face.

"How to solve it?"

"Also scratched her clothes and scared her to tears."

"You two sisters are really the same."

Lin Qiushui gave a thumbs up, so good for the two girls.

Xia Wanshuang planned to tell the head teacher of Class [-] the next day, and asked him to report and criticize him. Unexpectedly, when he went to school the next day, it was spread that the instigator was Pang Lei, and there were various incidents attached. There are different versions, some say it's because of jealousy, some say it's because of jealousy.

Zhou Ying went to tell the teacher about this. She was so angry that she didn't sleep well all night and came to school early.

Pang Lei came to her last night and told her what Zhou Qinglang suspected of doing the things she did. He came to press her and said all kinds of pitiful things. She angrily scolded Zhou Qinglang in front of Pang Lei, thinking that if Zhou Qinglang really slandered She, she definitely won't let it go.

As a result, as soon as he got home, he picked up his mobile phone and saw Zhou Qinglang using Xia Wanshuang's Q number to find the message she had sent her in the group.

Pang Lei actually dared to play with her. She wanted to use her as a pistol before, and now she still wants to tell lies. So after Zhou Ying came to school, she squatted in front of the grade director's office and waited for the director to accuse her.

This matter ended with Pang Lei going to the national flag to conduct a self-criticism, so that Zhou Ying troubled Pang Lei in the future. Xia Wanshuang and Zhou Qinglang didn't care much about the situation of self-inflicted consequences.

Xia Wanshuang has not been free recently. Apart from attending classes, she just looks up information, keeps enriching her notes, and then writes an outline.

No success is accidental, Xia Wanshuang feels that she is not very talented.

She has loved reading since she was a child. She has read a lot of Chinese and foreign classics, as well as history books. As a Chinese teacher, she has a strong ability to make up stories.

And Xia Wanshuang didn't write essays blindly. When she was writing her first urban essay, she read a lot of online novels of the same type, and then she chose the website and the theme. Li Lie clearly.

The second essay on fighting power and power is one of the achievements she has accumulated in her previous life. Although it is an empty dynasty, but referring to the history books, the annotations made when writing this essay are almost a small book, so Zhuxue will not know her Jiang Wan can tell the real age.

Her body was a schoolboy at the time, but her soul was not.

Xia Wanshuang was immersed in writing in the study, Zhou Qinglang didn't bother her, and went to the bathroom to take a shower by himself.

Although the tattoo matter failed, Zhou Qinglang still had some ideas in his heart.

Hot water was sprinkled from the nozzle, and poured down from the girl's body.

The mist was lingering, covering the mirror, making everything unclear.

Zhou Qinglang stretched his body, fingers resting on his heart.

She wrote Xia Wanshuang's name on her heart stroke by stroke with her fingers. Because of her posture, it was unavoidably crooked.

"It should be okay..."

Zhou Qinglang thought uncertainly.

She wrote her sister's name on her heart, so she should be able to stay with her all the time.

"Is it better to ask my sister to write for me?"

Zhou Qinglang muttered, the more he thought about it, the more reasonable it became.

She washed her body, put on her pajamas and went out.

Xia Wanshuang was still in the study, Zhou Qinglang was waiting in the room, waiting, waiting, almost falling asleep.

Xia Wanshuang wrote at one o'clock before she stopped typing on the keyboard, arranged the materials on the table, and went back to the bedroom to take a bath in her pajamas.

The sound of the door opening woke up the person on the bed, and Xia Wanshuang's movements slowed down.

"Sister, you're done."

"Well, I'm going to take a shower, did I wake you up?"

"No, sister, go and wash. When you come back, I have something important to tell you."

Zhou Qinglang's voice was sleepy and hoarse, and his tone was soft and obedient. Xia Wan chuckled, as if he had eaten a mouthful of sandy sweet watermelon in summer, and went to the bathroom to speed up his bathing. too long.

Xia Wanshuang returned to the bedroom covered in moisture, and just sat by the bed when Zhou Qinglang held her hand.

"What's the matter, Langlang, what do you want to tell me?"

"elder sister……"

Zhou Qinglang's voice was a bit vague, she took Xia Wan's hands and groped her body.

"Langlang, why are you not wearing any clothes? It's very cold at night, and you'll catch a cold later."

Xia Wan was startled by the warmth of her fingertips, wondering what the child was playing with.

"Sister, this is the heart."

Zhou Qinglang fumbled to the place, and opened his eyes to look in Xia Wanshuang's direction.

"Can you write your name with your finger here, so we can be together forever."

Zhou Qinglang's voice was full of joy, even if Xia Wanshuang couldn't see her face clearly at night, he could still imagine what she looked like at this time.

"it is good."

Xia Wan touched the darkness and wrote down her name with her fingertips.

One stroke and one stroke, under the fingertips is the beating heart.

"It's finished, go to sleep."

Her tone was gentle and indulgent, drowning the paranoid.