Transmigration: Experiencing Life's End - Dying Peacefully in One's Sleep

"Changhe, do you want a haircut?" Su Muyu asked hesitantly, looking at everyone queuing up for a haircut.

"I'll talk about it later. If you don't want to cut it, then don't."

"You don't seem like someone who doesn't want to cut their hair."

Su Changhe did not deny it; his gaze shifted towards the kitchen.

Just now, Li Chu went to the kitchen after finishing her wontons.

Su Muyu noticed his gaze and thought about what she had asked him last night.

I've felt something's off about Changhe ever since I arrived here.

Last night, after I came back, the atmosphere between me and Li Chu was a bit different.

Even when I asked him, he didn't give me a clear answer.

"You need to ask Li Chu before getting a haircut? Or do you want her to cut your hair?"

Su Muyu rarely made a joke, but her words actually carried a questioning tone.

"I'd like to, but I don't know if she'd be willing," Su Changhe not only didn't refute, but also directly admitted.

"If she doesn't know how to cut hair and cuts it terribly, would you still be willing to try?"

"No, firstly I believe I have a beautiful face and can pull off any hairstyle, and secondly I also believe in her skills."

Upon hearing this, Su Muyu was certain that this person had some unusual thoughts about Li Chu.

But isn't this too fast? In total, they've only met for three days and a few times.

It doesn't count in the world of rules, since it's rarely seen there.

Is Changhe such an easy person to develop feelings for?

Unaware of the inside story, Su Muyu naturally didn't know that Su Changhe had been with someone for decades.

Seeing that Li Chu hadn't come out for a while, Su Changhe stood up and went into the kitchen.

Before leaving, he patted Su Muyu on the shoulder with a smile: "Have you thought it through? Are you going to cut it or not?"

He left without waiting for a reply.

Su Muyu looked at his back, then at Uncle Zhe, whose hair had been cut by more than half.

After tying my hair up, it didn't look bad at all; in fact, it looked quite energetic.

Su Changhe walked into the kitchen and saw a person leaning against the wall, looking down at their phone.

"Are you washing the dishes? Why aren't you coming out?"

Li Chu countered, "Why are you here? Have you decided to get a haircut?"

"I'm waiting for your advice. I don't know whether to cut it or not?"

He walked over and, imitating her, leaned against the edge of the counter.

Upon hearing this, Li Chu examined his hairstyle.

Unlike others, he didn't tie his hair up or use any hair ornaments or hairpins; the upper half of his hair was broken up and styled at the back of his head.

"It won't make a difference if you cut your hair shorter; it won't affect anything at all."

"Then I'll cut it, but..." Su Changhe deliberately pretended to hesitate.

Li Chu played along and asked him, "Just what?"

"Everyone is in line, and it will probably be dinnertime by the time it's my turn."

"So? What do you want?"

"Why don't you cut my hair? It's very simple, and I'm not used to other people touching my hair."

"I am someone else too."

“No, I’ve known you here.”

Since things had been discussed to this point, Li Chu finally agreed.

"Go sit outside, I'll go get the tools and help Amu out too."

Upon hearing this, Su Changhe paused in his steps.

"No need to bring tools. I see that Amu is quite quick. The others are fine, so there's no rush. Just wait a bit."

Just cut his hair; don't bother cutting anyone else's.

Li Chu saw through his little scheme and nodded noncommittally, "Okay."

Feeling the touch of his hair, Su Changhe felt a kind of unreachable itch spreading through his body, and he moved slightly.

Li Chu, holding the scissors, patted him on the shoulder: "Don't move."

"Okay, I won't move."

That was too hasty; I made her cut her own hair herself.

It's a bit of a torment, is it a sweet burden?

If only I had known, I would have just let Su Muyu take the scissors and snip it a few times, Su Changhe thought to himself, trying to stay still.

Li Chu worked quickly, cutting Su Changhe's long hair short with a few snips, bringing it down to his collarbone.

The ends of his hair were cut into short, choppy styles, similar to a wolf's tail, which also matched his original hairstyle very well.

Aside from being shorter, there isn't much difference.

After she finished cutting, she untied the apron from Su Changhe's body and handed him a mirror: "Take a look and see how it turned out?"

"The haircut is really good. Don't I look better than Su Muyu now?"

After reading it, he looked up and smiled at the people behind him.

Su Muyu is the most handsome man in the Dark River. He believes his face is not bad either, at least in her eyes.

“You each have your own strengths.” Li Chu thought for a moment, then added, “But I prefer your type.”

"Really? You like me?" Su Changhe's eyes lit up, and his voice became a little louder.

The people who were originally in line for a haircut all turned to look when they heard the sound.

They instantly perked up at the mention of gossip.

When they saw that the patriarch was actually being personally cut by Li Chu, they suspected that there was something fishy going on between the two.

But seeing that the two were just getting haircuts and nothing else happened, I didn't keep paying attention to them.

I never expected to hear such a sensational topic.

Li Chu glanced at all those gossipy eyes, then looked helplessly at Su Changhe: "Is that what I meant?"

"If someone likes my type, it means they don't dislike me, and that means they like me."

This guy can do reading comprehension and he's also good at taking advantage of situations.

Li Chu ignored him and had no intention of letting anyone watch the show; she simply turned around and went to wash her hands.

Su Changhe smiled, his whole demeanor becoming flamboyant, giving the impression that he was about to unfurl his pheasant feathers.

"Master, what's going on?" Mu Qingyang asked with a big smile.

"I'll cut your hair." Su Changhe sat with his legs crossed, a smile never fading from his lips.

Others who were looking at the gossip didn't see anything, so they had to continue queuing.

Xiao Qi jumped out and said, "Host, get ready, you'll be setting off again later."

Li Chu nodded, picked it up from the table, and stroked its furry back repeatedly.

"Come on then. I'd be happy to participate in a game that's beneficial to cultivation."

Xiao Qi: "What are we having for dinner?"

"What do you want to eat? Did you come here just to freeload?"

"No, I came here to inform the host."

"hehe."

*

At the dinner table, everyone looked refreshed, having shed their worries and appearing much more energetic.

Seeing that their clothes were all suitable, Li Chu did not suggest that they change their clothes.

Su Muyu asked in surprise, "Uncle Qidao, why did you cut your hair so short?"

Nowadays, most men cut their hair short, down to chest level.

Su Changhe was already considered relatively short, but Xie Qidao was even shorter; he was no different from the other men here.

So Su Muyu was very surprised, she didn't expect that Uncle Seven Knives would be the most accepting person.

His own hair was the least cut, and it was still waist-length; everyone else's hair was shorter than the girls'.