Tattoo(刺青)

Part 3

When Xiao Ke returned home, it was half past three, and it was almost dawn. He took off his leather jacket and his T-shirt was a little wet. The weather at the end of August was still hot. He just took a shower and fell asleep in bed. The next day was not the weekend, and he had lessons.

I felt the alarm sounded after not sleeping for a while, Xiao Xiao dragged for ten minutes and finally got up, frowning and feeling that my scalp was going to explode. After drinking so much wine and only sleeping for three hours, it really works.

During the class, a student in the front row asked him, "Ms. Xiao didn't sleep well last night?"

Xiao Ke nodded and said, "Well, insomnia."

"Xiao Shuai is still insomnia? What are you worried about?" The student chats with him in his seat. Xiao is young and the student has no sense of distance from him.

Xiao Ke said, "I worry about how you will end the period. It depends on you to hand in the homework. I can't pass the water at the end of the period."

Xiao Ke lay on the table with his eyes closed and squinted after class. He mentioned last night just now that he couldn't help remembering the absurdity last night. It might have been a sad night, but I didn't expect the emotions to be disturbed by a stranger.

And the stranger looks like ... it's pretty straightforward.

Xiao Ke thought of how he looked when he called him "Zhou Gui" last night, with a faint expression on his mouth. Xiao Ke put his head down on his arm, and did not hide his appreciation of this person's appearance. There have been people around me for so many years. Those who like to watch are afraid to watch. A handsome guy walking on the road and looking at it twice feels sorry for the people around him. I didn't meet the same person after I separated, this is a rare one, and I ca n't explain it in two days.

At the end of the lesson, Xiao went to the laboratory to retrieve the data, and then glanced at the transparent small fish in the incubator. After his class was gone, he wanted to go back to sleep.

The phone rang and he glanced at it, his mother, Doctor Xu.

"Have you come home tonight Xiao Shuai?"

Xiao Ke was helpless: "Don't greet me for leadership, what handsome Xiao is handsome, what can you tell you to say straight."

"No instructions, isn't it the weekend, and ask if you can't answer it." The phone said.

"Come back, come back," Xiao Ke replied.

"That's OK, see you tonight."

Doctor Xu simply hung up the phone after speaking. Xiao Ke had wanted to go back to sleep, so it seemed impossible. Usually Dr. Xu asked if he couldn't answer the question, which meant to let him go back, and Xiao Ke didn't go home for a while. He has no resistance to returning home, and he has a good relationship with his parents. After sharing with Lin An, Doctor Xu always asked him if he was okay, which made him a little helpless.

Not that he didn't want to go home. It was about Lin An. He really didn't want to listen.

When I walked downstairs to find a parking space for half an hour, I was able to turn Xiao Ke to the heart. When he got to the restaurant, he was all set on the table. His dad was sitting at the table, his hands were on the table and he was looking at the mobile phone squarely.

"Sit so straight?" Xiao Ke asked, changing his shoes.

"Well, I'm afraid of hurting my cervical spine. These days my neck always hurts." Dad said.

"To protect the cervical spine, you have to hold your head up and sit so straight and then lower your head. You think your spine is not straight enough." Xiao Ke walked over and touched his father's back neck, and frowned. " It's serious. I will give you a massage tomorrow, and you will go on time every day. "