1978: C1978 Are You Leaving?

C1978 Are You Leaving?

As the tattoo needle fell on his collarbone, Beiming Yumo felt a pain he hadn't felt for a long time.

That kind of pain carried with it a sense of numbness. What was familiar was that he had felt it many times in the past when he was at his lowest point.

The pain, however, was unexpectedly calm.

But this time, it seemed to be different.

She was too close to him, and he could smell the faint fragrance of flowers on her body.

The last New Year, it was Jasmine's fragrance, and this time it was the smell of peaches. It was sweet, and it made people unconsciously happy.

Her fingers landed on his chest. Sometimes, she pressed lightly, and sometimes, she moved slightly. It was as if she was carrying electricity, causing tiny electric currents to continuously flow around his body along with her movement trajectory.

For a moment, Beiming Yumo was unable to tell which electric current was more obvious.

Hence, when Huo Chenfei finished engraving a letter and asked him if it hurt, he was a little absent-minded.

It only took half an hour for him to finish the sentence.

Huo Chenfei felt that it was a little monotonous, so she made some simple modifications to the few letters.

"It's done."

She stood up, put down the tattoo pen, walked to the front of the mirror, and said to Beiming Yumo, "Yumo, come and take a look."

Beiming Yumo also walked over and stood side by side with her.

He first looked at her in the mirror, and suddenly realized that the two of them did not seem to have one.

"Do you think it's monotonous?"

Huo Chenfei asked.

Only then did Beiming Yumo look at his collarbone. On the left side was a place close to his heart. There was a string of black letters on his collarbone. On his fair skin, there was a contrast of heavy ink.

"It's not monotonous."

Beiming Yumo said, "Very good."

He realized that his clothes were untidy and quickly button up. Then, he said the idea that he could not suppress no matter how he popped out just now, "Chen Fei, let's take a picture together."

Huo Chenfei blinked and nodded. "Okay."

Beiming Yumo took out his phone and took a picture in the mirror.

Huo Chenfei could tell at a glance that it was a straight man taking pictures. Although her skin was good and did not need to be beautified, from Beiming Yumo's angle, she was only 1.5 meters. He looked at most 1.7 meters.

"Let me do it."

After Huo Chenfei said that, she took out a selfie stick from the room and set it up. She walked to Beiming Yumo and said, "It's controlled by Bluetooth."

Beiming Yumo was flabbergasted.

A moment later, they had a photo.

The background was a modern style wall behind the tattoo shop. Beiming Yumo and Huo Chenfei stood side by side in front of a large number of colorful pictures.

Both of their clothes were relatively clean, but they became the brightest color in the entire painting.

"It's done."1

Huo Chenfei looked at the photo and was very satisfied. She sent it to Beiming Yumo again.

Only then did she notice the time on her phone. It was almost 3: 30.

The plane took off at 4: 30. Although it was a private plane, she still had to prevent a traffic jam when she went over. She needed to move over.

Beiming Yumo obviously guessed something as well. He asked, "Chen Fei, are you leaving?"

It was clearly a very natural question, but Huo Chenfei could hear some loneliness.

She nodded and suddenly felt a little reluctant.

Beiming Yumo replied, "Yes, I'll send you off?"

"My father should have sent someone to pick me up."

Just as Huo Chenfei finished speaking, there was movement outside. Clearly, someone had come.

Beiming Yumo's breathing paused. He said, "Okay."

The two of them suddenly became silent again. No one walked out.

Huo Chenfei looked at the man in front of her. She could not say what she felt in her heart. She only felt that she did not want him to be sad.

She opened her arms at him. "Yumo."

"Yes.

Beiming Yumo took a step forward and held Huo Chenfei tightly in his arms. He placed his chin on top of her head and his Adam's apple rolled. "Chen Fei, from now on, everything will be fine."

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