Everyday heroes

Chapter 297 Hairstyle and Childhood Memories

The dense water vapor is transpiring in the bathtub, like a lingering cloud, accompanied by a faint fragrance of lavender and mint.

With the sound of splashing water, Guan Lang stood up from the bathtub.

The large, soft towel soaked up the dripping water like a sponge.

It's been a long time since I took a bath.

Lying in the hot water and soaking for a while like this is really refreshing.

The black hair hangs down naturally, soft and elegant.

Facing the mirror in the bathroom, Guan Lang stroked the hair that fell to his forehead.

The hair seems a bit long.

However, the slightly slender hair does not make his temperament too decadent, but brings a soft temperament, which perfectly neutralizes the oppressive feeling brought by his overly tall figure.

Many people think that hairstyle is more important than face for boys. Of course, this sentence is a generalization. It may be true for some people, but it is a complete fallacy when it comes to Guan Lang.

Guan Lang put his hands into his hair, and lifted the overly long bangs hanging from his forehead.

It seems that tomorrow I will ask Mr. Tony for a haircut. It is a bit uncomfortable to block my vision like this.

He reached out on the sink and took a small blue hairpin to pin up his overly long bangs. Sure enough, he felt a little more comfortable looking at things like this.

The disadvantage is probably that in this way, his forehead is completely exposed, and it feels chilly, leaving only a stubble of short short hair sticking out stubbornly, but it doesn't help and can't cover his forehead.

After walking out of the bathroom, Guan Lang conveniently took a bottle of pure milk from the refrigerator kitchen.

Outside the living room, Wu Yazhen had finished her evening study and was squatting on the carpet, holding a cat teaser and dangling in front of Qianqiu.

Qian Qiu lay on her back on the ground, waving the chubby cat's paws lazily in the air once and for all, which did her a favor.

But looking at her energetic and happy appearance, judging from the result, it looks like a cat is teasing people.

Guan Lang bit the straw and squatted down, stretched out his hand and scratched it lightly twice, and then stroked its exposed belly.

Hmm. It seems that his recent diet and exercise strategy has been effective.

Qian Qiu's weight finally stopped its soaring momentum.

It can be regarded as temporarily keeping his racial identity, so as not to become a little white pig.

While Guan Lang was stroking the cat, a burst of clear and crisp laughter suddenly came from his ears.

Guan Lang turned his head to look at Wu Yazhen, who was beside him.

"what happened?"

Wu Yazhen clenched her fist against her lips, but the slightly tense apple muscles still showed that she was holding back a smile.

"Brother Lang, why did you suddenly wear my hairpin?"

"Are you going to use this hairpin? Then I'll put it down now." Guan Lang thought that she was about to wear this hairpin, so he stretched out his hand and prepared to return it to the original owner.

"Don't, don't, don't!" Wu Yazhen stopped his hand from picking the hairpin. "How beautiful, what a pity to let it go!"

"Pretty?" Guan Lang twitched the corner of his mouth.

"That's right, Brother Lang, you look very delicate when you pin your hair up." Wu Yazhen suddenly moved close to Guan Lang, took out her phone and quickly took a photo with Guan Lang.

"Hey, look, she looks better than me. If the two of us walk together, we might be mistaken for two sisters." Wu Yazhen turned over the photos she took to Guan Lang for his own viewing.

Guan Lang glanced intently.

Uh.
Don't tell me, when you lift up the bangs in front of your forehead, the eyebrows and eyes of the two cousins ​​really show some resemblance.

Because his hair is a little slender, his facial features are exquisite and correct, and his forehead looks neutral when he exposes his forehead, and his face is also delicate, so when he puts down his hair, he will become more bookish.

So the faces of the two were close together, more like a pair of sisters than brother and sister.

what.
Guan Lang shook his head, and quickly let go of his bangs.

"Come on." Wu Yazhen showed a bit of regret on her face. "I still want to braid Lang brother's hair for you?"

"Impossible, absolutely not." Guan Lang turned his head forcefully.

Just kidding, he's a masculine man who refuses to play around at this level.

"Okay." Wu Yazhen nodded and sighed.

Seeing good-looking people and things, most people can't help but want to play tricks, even she is no exception.

Guan Lang nodded, coughed lightly, and returned the hairpin he took off to Wu Yazhen.

His eyes flicked across the screen of her fast-tapping mobile phone like electricity.

Group chat【Love each other as a family】

The youngest: I took a photo with my cousin just now, my cousin is super pretty.

Eldest Sister: Look at the photo [Expectation]

Sister Wen: I haven't seen Xiaolang for a long time.

Mama Guan: [smiles]

In just a moment, the sisters in the large group of relatives and some elders replied one after another.

He and Wu Yazhen were probably the youngest of their generation, so they responded very positively to their topics.

In particular, there are few males in his generation, so he is even more "loved" by his sisters.

Guan Lang watched in horror as his little cousin called out the photo album and selected the group photo just now.

"Slowly, I think Xiaozizi can still try it. To be a human being, you have to be brave enough to try and experience a side you have never been in contact with."

"Well, then I'll go back to the room to get the tools." Wu Yazhen trotted happily towards the room.

Guan Lang squatted on the spot and breathed a sigh of relief.

If the photo just now was passed on to the group of relatives, it would be really over.

He could already imagine what would happen if that photo was shown to those boisterous cousins. They would feel like they had opened the door to a new world, and they would play as demons as much as they wanted during the summer vacation and winter vacation gatherings.

At that time, it may not only be a trivial matter of braiding, but maybe make-up and women's clothing together.

A scene of a group of Yingying and Yanyan flashed through his mind, and he shook his head tremblingly.

He will never forget the humiliation of being put on skirts by a group of big sisters amidst the sound of firecrackers on New Year's Eve when he was five years old, and dragged out to pay New Year's greetings to his elders.

I vaguely remember that the red envelopes I received that year were extraordinarily full. Many relatives, uncles and aunts pinched his cheeks with smiles, applauded and praised him around him. He was so happy for a long time when he was young and ignorant , but it wasn't until he became sensible that he realized what he had lost.

Shaking his head, he gritted his teeth and threw out the nightmarish memory fragments.

Thinking about it this way, a pigtail is just harmless.

Like some literary and artistic male teachers in their school of architecture, with waist-length hair and mohawks who have the courage to put their heads on top of their heads, what is a braid?

"Come on!" Wu Yazhen came out bouncing around carrying a small box, her face was full of unconcealable excitement.

For some reason, on this familiar face, he saw through the years the face of those naughty little devils of the cousins ​​back then.

(End of this chapter)