Chapter 47

Su Meng remembered her first encounter with Jiang Tingzhou. She had a yellow dress then. The light-colored clothes were stained with moist soil, so she looked more or less embarrassed.

At that time she was all dirty, but he remembered the clothes she was wearing when they first met. Su Meng looked down at the pattern on Jiang Tingzhou’s arm, blinked her eyelashes a few times, and asked, “Why did you get that tattoo?”

Jiang Tingzhou curled his lips, “What else could I do? It looked good.”

Su Meng on his arm was very similar to Su Meng in reality, with the same big eyes, long eyelashes and black hair, with a cartoon mask on her face. Her eyes were clean and clear. It was made by the tattoo artist after he described her to the tattoo artist in detail last night. The girl in front of him was so simple and pitiful, and her family died in the earthquake. Although the couple who adopted her were kind-hearted, in their hearts, the most important thing was their only son. In the beginning, they felt lonely because they had no children to accompany them, and thought of adopting children. The girl looked so squeamish. So if he didn’t look out for her, she might get bullied again. He didn’t know what he thought in his heart. He only knew that when he saw the scum bullying the kid, all the strings of reason in his mind were broken.

She was so soft and delicate, what right did that scumbag have to approach her? So he wanted to protect her and let her grow up safely without any harm. As for the other stuff, he didn’t understand, and he didn’t bother to think about it. The prerequisite to protect a person was that he must be strong enough. 

Su Meng curiously touched the tattoo on Jiang Tingzhou’s arm with a finger, “When you got this…did it hurt?”

Jiang Tingzhou hung down pretentiously, looked down at her, and deliberately lied to her, “It hurts.”

In fact, this was not a real tattoo. It was just a temporary pattern that could be used for several months. If the pattern faded, a new one had to be attached, which was very convenient and quick. 

Yesterday he went to find his grandfather at an unprecedented time and talked with him about his heart for the whole day. He wanted to change. At such an important turning point in his life, he felt that he needed correct guidance from the outside world. He was afraid that he would go the wrong way, and was even more afraid that he would go the wrong way for a long way. Fortunately, his grandfather, after understanding his ideas as comprehensively as possible, planned for him a path that currently suited him best. And he had decided to follow the path suggested by his grandfather.

He didn’t want to put on a permanent tattoo. So he used another kind of tattoo to get Su Meng tattooed on his body to let him see her at any time. Her, being on his arm, reminded him to make changes in his life. 

Trooper in her hand barked strangely when he saw the tattoo on Jiang Tingzhou’s arm. Su Meng tried to hold the restless Trooper in her hand, and pursed her lips, “How painful?”

Jiang Tingzhou told his dog to play with Su Meng’s golden retriever, and then gently raised his arm, “It hurts so much that my whole arm was numb. Kid, won’t you comfort me?”

Su Meng had never gotten a tattoo, so she didn’t know if it hurt or not. But when she saw Jiang Tingzhou frown slightly, she felt that he was really in pain. Jiang Tingzhou stood up for her without hesitation the day before yesterday. So she bent down slightly, While talking, Su Meng leaned over and blew warm air on Jiang Tingzhou’s arm.

When she was young, if she got injured, her mother would gently blow on her wound. Her mother would gently comfort her and say, “Mengmeng, it won’t hurt after a while.”

Su Meng thought that method was very useful, because every time her mother did that to her, she didn’t feel hurt at all. She didn’t know any other method of comforting others, so she just used the method her mother used. She didn’t notice the stiffness of the person in front of her, and after another light breath on his arm, she raised her head, blinked and asked him, “Do you feel better?”

Jiang Tingzhou stiffened in place, “…”

Su Meng sighed in an old-fashioned manner, “Three-year-old Jiang, if getting a tattoo hurts so much, why did you get it? Didn’t you ask for the pain?”

Jiang Tingzhou slightly regained his mind when he heard that sentence. He chuckled and repeated it in a mono tone, “Yes, it’s really hard for me…”

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