Dear, boyfriend...
The words Chi Yunxi just uttered echoed in Mu Shengfeng's ears. He felt every heartbeat in his chest was a heavy blow, making his wound begin to ache in fine threads once again.
Raising his eyes to look in the direction of the door, Mu Shengfeng felt that enveloping love, making him happily breathless, surged over him again.
The Chi Yunxi Mu Shengfeng knew was graceful and dignified in front of others like a strong woman, but only Mu Shengfeng knew Chi Yunxi was completely a little woman.
In usual conversations, she would call him "dear" and "darling," but once she began to act coy, the name Mu Shengfeng, uttered in her varying tones, sounded particularly lovely.
During that year in Ireland, they attended classes separately during the day and stayed together every night.
On weekend days, they would hold hands and wander through the streets and alleys of Ireland, leaving traces of their love in many places there.
