dome mirror

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The car stopped on the side of the street, and the tattooist looked at the modern-style buildings on the side of the road, and couldn't help blowing his whistle.

It seems that today's customer is not simple.

I heard that this kind of large flat floor in an excellent location in the city center belongs to a house that a person who did not live in when he was born will never be able to live in it in this life.

After getting out of the car and carrying the toolbox, the tattooist took a deep breath and walked into the luxurious lobby comparable to a star hotel.

As a well-known beauty tattoo artist in Xijing, her work schedule is very full. Clients are waiting for an appointment with money, and it is the first time to provide door-to-door service.

No way, the other party gave too much money.

"Miss Gao?" A cold-faced man in a suit came to greet her.

"I am." The tattoo artist smiled back, "You must be Mr. Gu."

The man in the suit glanced up and down at the tattoo artist, "No, it's my boss who contacted you."

The tattoo artist was taken aback for a moment, and the man in the suit turned around and said, "Please follow me."

During the ascent of the elevator, the tattoo artist developed many imaginations about Mr. Gu who had never met.

Mysterious, extremely demanding, and super embarrassing.

Is it the big brother who is on the road?

A body of tendon meat, or a round beer belly?

In short, the tattoo area is not small.

Headache.

No wonder the money is so generous, the advance payment alone is irresistible.

After the elevator arrived at the predetermined floor, the man in the suit led the tattoo artist into a door. A middle-aged woman in her forties stood at the entrance, dressed like a housekeeper or something.

"Miss Gao, this way please." The housekeeper was very polite and professional.

The tattoo artist also showed his professionalism, and followed through the tens of meters long corridor without squinting.

Their destination is a gym with panoramic floor-to-ceiling windows, and a professional physiotherapy bed has been placed in the center of the room.

After confirming with the tattoo artist that there was no other need, the housekeeper withdrew.

The tattoo artist puts his toolbox on the cabinet against the wall, and takes out the tools one by one and arranges them.

Professionals do professional things.

No matter what the client's belly looks like, she just needs to be worthy of the salary.

When footsteps sounded at the door, the tattoo artist turned his head, ready to welcome a tall middle-aged man——

However, it was a handsome young man in his twenties who came into sight.

He was about [-] years old, tall and straight, not strong at all, dressed in a dark blue silk nightgown, tall and elegant, with a face that could make his debut in the C position of the entertainment industry without using a knife level.

Fuck, what kind of fairy customer is this?

The tattoo artist gasped, and the IPL dragonfly machine in his hand almost fell to the ground.

In a hurry, she picked up her food and put it away. To cover up her embarrassment, she hurriedly said, "Hello, Mr. Gu."

"Hello." Mr. Gu's voice was slightly hoarse, and with light blue eye circles, he looked like he lacked sleep.

"Mr. Gu, you can tell me your request now." The tattoo artist smiled.

Compared with the social elder brother who is full of brains and intestines, tattooing the arms of such a handsome customer is simply the ultimate enjoyment.

Believe it or not, there are people doing it.

"I want to have two characters tattooed." Shuaibi's customer said.

"Ah?" The tattooist blinked, thinking he had heard it wrong, "Two words?"

Fifty thousand for two words?Also pay 40% in advance?

How big is this character?There are not so many 3D three-dimensional floating characters on Wenman's whole body, hey!

"The text template is provided by me, but it needs to be tattooed as a mirror image, placed on the chest, and each word is the size of a pigeon egg. Is there any problem?" Mr. Gu said again.

The tattooist immediately clenched his fists, "No problem."

5 yuan is enough to tattoo a hundred biang characters on your chest!

"Okay." Mr. Gu nodded, and handed over a card the size of an envelope.

The card is mounted on the top-quality sprinkled gold paper, silver, with two brush characters written on it, the font is clear and powerful, very level.

The tattooist took the card and tried to calm down, "Just, just these two words? Is there any color requirement?"

"Black." Mr. Gu said.

This task is too simple, so simple that I am sorry for the 2 yuan advance payment.

"Mr. Gu, let me copy the mirror image on paper first, and see if it works." In order to improve customer satisfaction, the tattoo artist automatically increased the workload.

For this, Mr. Gu expressed his appreciation, "If the effect is good, I will increase the money."

The weather is fine, the sunlight enters the room through the floor-to-ceiling windows, and with the overhead lights on the ceiling, the room is very well lit.

The high-speed beating needle pierced the skin, leaving black ink on it, and the mirror image of the two characters quickly formed.

Nie Zheng.

It's a name at a glance.

It also needs to be tattooed on the chest, the meaning is self-evident.

It turns out that rich people are just like ordinary people when they fall in love. The tattoo artist can't help feeling a little bit emotional.

In less than half an hour, the balance of [-] yuan plus a bonus of [-] yuan arrived in the account.

The tattoo artist happily packs up her toolbox.

Gu Feifei left the gym and entered the bedroom at the other end of the corridor.

Facing the full-length mirror in the bathroom, he unbuttoned his nightgown, lowered his brows and eyes slightly, and stared deeply at the two words just tattooed on his chest.

Nie Zheng.

After mirror reflection, the text presents a positive effect, which is why he wants to tattoo mirror words.

Because this is not for others to see, but for himself.

From then on, this name will accompany him all his life, as the years go by, until he dies.

"Master, Assistant Miao has arrived downstairs." The housekeeper's voice sounded outside the door.

"Take her to the study." Gu Feifei said.

The skin on the chest continued to tingle. I heard that because the pattern is small, this tingling won't last long.

What a pity, he thought.

He would rather this kind of pain never stop, because he likes this kind of pain, because this kind of pain will be involved with his heart, and then deepen the unforgettable memory.

Even though everything about Qiong Jing is a thing of the past, he still believes that he will spend his whole life thinking about that person and that world.

After fastening his belt again, Gu Feifei went to the study. Now, he needs to solve some problems in the real world.

Three days of work piled up, but it seems like a year of dust in my memory.

However, when the assistant said "the boss of Zhuojue Technology's surname is Nie", he still clearly refuted it. That person's surname can be anything, but it is impossible to be named Nie.

Later, the assistant provided the due diligence report of the investment department as evidence.

Nie with upper ears and lower ears, and Zheng Zheng with both left and right. The boss of Zhuojue Technology is called Nie Zheng. It can't be wrong.

How is this going?

In the first few minutes, Gu Feihua was in a state of astonishment, bewilderment and disbelief.

is it him?

is it possible?

Or just the same name?

"Mr. Gu, the investment department has Nie Zheng's work photo, do you need them to send a copy?" Miao Xiaomiao suggested.

"No!" Gu Feifei subconsciously refused. He didn't dare to imagine what would happen if this person named Nie Zheng had another face. He couldn't accept it at all. After a while, he said quietly: "Have you seen his photo? ?”

Miao Xiaomiao: "Yes."

"how does he look like?"

The female assistant was rarely coy, "He's pretty handsome, hey, I should say he's super handsome, except for celebrities, I've never seen anyone more handsome in real life."

Except for Mr. Gu, she added in her heart.

Gu Feifei stood up suddenly, "Send me the office address of Zhuojue Technology."

Miao Xiaomiao let out a cry, and saw that his boss had already left the study, and the voice came from afar, "Send it to my mobile phone, I want to go there."

Why do you have to go there in person?

Obviously, it can be solved by asking someone to post a photo.

As the vehicle was driving on the bustling streets of Xijing City, Gu Feifei supported the steering wheel and was full of thoughts for a while.

However, although.

Since there is a logic in this world that readers can wear books, it is nothing to reverse the characters in the book.

Otherwise, how could it be such a coincidence, with the same name, similar age, and the same high-level appearance, even the information of that person had already appeared on his desk, but he had no memory of it.

What else but systematic arrangements?

Worrying about gains and losses, the car finally arrived at the underground garage of the office building where Zhuojue Technology is located.

After the car was turned off, he suddenly hesitated.

Maybe, he should wait, at least until the meeting in the afternoon, then he can still acquiesce that Nie Zheng is the Nie Zheng he misses.

No, Gu Feifei, there is no point in escaping, he said to himself, all you have to do now is go upstairs, go to Zhuojue Technology, and take a look at that person.

no matter what the result is.

Pushing open the door, getting out of the car, he began to stride through the underground garage, his steps became faster and faster, and finally turned into a run.

Entering the elevator, he saw his own appearance on the wall of the car which was so visible.

He came out in a hurry, and he simply changed his clothes. Not only did his hair style not take care of, but his haggard face and dark circles under his eyes were very eye-catching.

Because of the strenuous exercise, the tattoo on the left chest became more painful, as if there were countless tiny spikes wantonly going back and forth in the skin tissue.

Stretch out your right hand, and slowly place the palm on the painful spot.

Suddenly, he thought of the right boxing chest salute of the Seventh District Special Services Division, and the moment when they met formally for the first time, the man smiled and his fist lightly touched his chest.

If possible, he is willing to exchange everything for time to go back to that moment.

Finally, he stood in front of the gate of Zhuojue Technology.

The glass sliding door opened slowly, and the girl at the front desk stood up and asked in a sweet voice: "Hi sir, may I ask..."

He didn't answer, because telepathy made him turn around, and he saw a man striding towards the end of the corridor, with the air of a king who looked down upon the world.

For a while, Gu Feihua's memory was very confused. He vaguely remembered that he said "I like you" to Nie Zheng, and then Nie Zheng replied "I know".

Later, they went to Nie Zheng's office together. After the door was closed, there was no time to tell their respective experiences after parting. They hugged and kissed frantically, wishing to crush each other into their own bodies.

Nie Zheng, I like you.

Taking a break to breathe, Gu Feifei kept repeating that sentence, which was the answer he owed in another world.

Nie Zheng's heart was about to melt when he read it, and he tightened his arms until Gu Feifei cried out in pain.

"What's wrong?" Nie Zheng noticed something strange.

"Oh, no, it's nothing." Gu Feifei subconsciously reached out to cover his left chest.

Nie Zheng's eyes darkened, "Are you injured?"

"It's not hurt." Gu Feifei shook his head, and at the same time his cheeks were slowly turning red, and he had tattooed his lover's name on his body, and now he felt so childish and a secondary school student.

Unable to stand up to the other party's softness, the most important thing is that the thing can't be hidden for a while, Gu Feifei finally let Nie Zheng see the tattoo on his chest.

"Don't laugh at me, at that time I, I thought we would never meet again, so I wanted to keep your name closest to my heart—"

Before he finished speaking, Nie Zheng bowed his head and kissed the two mirrored words. His hot breath and soft lips brought extreme tenderness and stinging pain.

"Gu Feifei, I love you." The man's voice sounded low, the vibration penetrated the skin and bones, and reached the heart of the other person. The latter was slightly absent-minded, and then laughed: "Yes, I know."

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One day, Gu Feifei told Nie Zheng that his two personalities had merged together.

Nie Zheng: Oh, so.

Gu Feifei: Why do you seem unhappy?

Nie Zheng: No, I was prepared to work two jobs overnight.

Gu Feifei: ...