"Besides, everyone else has tattoos on their arms, or shoulders at most. Why do you tattoo it on a place like the heart? Do you want to report to King Yama in advance?"
Ding Jihan blinked, he didn't understand her thoughts either.
"If your name is tattooed on your arm, wouldn't it be seen by others?"
Of course it has to be tattooed somewhere where others can't see it.
Ding Jihan reached out and touched his chest with an unusually calm expression. "Do you think it's childish? But I'm afraid I've forgotten you."
"Although the sudden appearance here confirmed the reincarnation theory I studied before, because it appeared halfway, anything could happen."
"In order to prevent my memory from being confused one day and forgetting you, I wrote your name on my chest with my own hands and tattooed it myself to remind myself and keep it closer to my heart."
"I originally thought that if you really didn't show up, then I would take it with me and put it into the coffin together like I held you to sleep in my last life, and we would turn into a piece of loess."
"So, Qiaoqiao, don't always remember my bad things and not my good ones, okay?"
He admitted that he was wrong, but he never admitted that he was with her because of that dream, not because he was really attracted to her, liked her, and loved her.
He is a particularly sober person. He often looks at everything in the world with cold eyes, analyzes everyone and everything around him, and often analyzes his own character.
Therefore, he knew very clearly that he chose to be with her because he liked her and because he couldn't help being attracted to her, not anything else.
"You also want to say yes?"
Su Qiao snorted, twisted the towel again, and wiped the dried blood on his chest and around the wounds on his abdomen.
"You are already several decades old and you are about to be buried. Your hair is already white. Why are you still acting like you are dying for love? Are you stupid or childish?"
In fact, Su Qiao is not just because he lied to her, after all, she can feel whether he cares about her in every bit of life.
Another thing that made her angry was that this guy actually committed suicide and drank the medicine in front of her before she died.
After experiencing so many planes, this was the first time she saw such a scene, and her mood was somewhat affected.
Ding Jihan immediately understood that she had forgiven herself, and couldn't help but hold her hand and raised a smile, "Okay, I'm childish, don't be angry."
"Lie still and I'll make porridge. From today on, don't even think about eating meat or spicy food."
Su Qiao pulled his hand away, pulled up his clothes and covered him with a quilt, and walked out with the basin in hand.
Behind him, Ding Jihan wailed. "Isn't it?"
He didn't eat much meat or spicy food before, but in the eleven years since he came to this world, every time he thought about him, he would eat various mutton hotpots, beef hotpots, fish head hotpots, etc., and they were all spicy, so he was used to them.
Now I ask him not to eat spicy food and not eat meat, so how can he bear it?
"Revenge, absolutely revenge!"
Just as Ding Jihan was about to get up, Su Qiao appeared at the door, staring at him warningly.
There was no other way, Ding Jihan could only crawl back onto the bed and lie down honestly.
He patted the bed on one side and said, "Honey, come and lie down. I'm not hungry. When it gets dark, I'll just ask the third child to go out and buy us food."