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Originally titled “Kissing the Pain,” this story
of a psychotic, arrogant older sister, a gentle, sweet younger sister,
and a pain-loving, tattoo artist is now available.
Before she turned eighteen, Qin Song was often kicked out of her home, like a cat caught in the rain.
Years of abuse forced her to develop a reverse psychology, a dependence on pain.
Scarred and despairing, she lived alone, obsessively covering her entire skin with tattoos and piercings.
Until one day, she walked into a tattoo parlor called “kiss.me.” The owner, Li Chu, had dark hair and a plain face, and was as gentle as a spring. Qin Song subconsciously approached, seeking warmth.
The strange thing is that the other party never refuses. They will kiss under the lanterns and listen to the rain on the porch at sunset.
At first, Qin Song thought she was just greedy for the constant pain.
Later she found out that she was greedy for the person who gave her pain.
Li Chu has never seen her parents and family. She grew up in an orphanage and the relative she is most familiar with is Director Hu there.
After she got out, she worked part time to earn money and opened a tattoo shop. The shop is not big, but it carries her own small world.
On the third day of opening, a customer came in the rain. The large tattoos and earrings attracted her attention. She looked up at her, just one glance, as if she had found the deepest bond in her soul. Qin Song liked the power she gave to pain.
She liked the look on Qin Song’s face when he absorbed warmth.
Later, she confessed her feelings, eagerly trying to grasp this hard-earned care and companionship, but Qin Song disappeared. She returned to peace, to the original loneliness that belonged to her. And because of this, she never fell in love with anyone again. After a year, the winter is still dry and cold. At the door of the tattoo shop that has been open for five years, the shabby sunny doll wind chimes tinkled. Li Chu was immersed in painting, but the light was blocked by a figure. She raised her eyes and she lowered her head. “I’m back.” In a world full of desolation, and some beautiful dreams.
