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"I haven't seen you for a day, why did you change your hairstyle?" Shen Xun put the fried dumplings for Liu Jiancheng on the table, making a gesture to touch Yan Xiao's prickly cropped hair, and said with a smile, "Don't you think it's flat? A sudden change in aesthetics? "

Yan Xiao stood in front of the mirror and turned from side to side, stroked the top of his head with his right hand—although he couldn't touch the area close to his scalp at all, "How is it? Are you more energetic than before?"

Shen Xun approached, "Spirit is spirit, it matches your figure and face just fine, but I remember that you hated cropped hair since you were a child, you said that you would rather grow your hair to the waist than cut your hair short, which one is this today? The muscles are not stretched, right?"

Yan Xiao squinted, "I'm talking about shoulder-length hair."

Shen Xun leaned against the wall and smiled, "One meaning."

"Your waist and shoulders mean the same thing?" Yan Xiao kicked lightly with his long legs, "Where's your Q version?"

Shen Xun laughed enough, and asked again: "Seriously, why did you suddenly cut your hair?"

Yan Xiao was still looking in the mirror, his right eyebrow was raised upwards, his chin was raised slightly, his eyes were a little cold, his hairline was sharp and flat, it was indeed as Shen Xun said, the new hairstyle matched his appearance very well, and his toughness was fully revealed , with a bit of vigor and drive.

In fact, he has long known that he is suitable for cropped hair, at least it is more suitable than shoulder-length hair, but because of that awkward rebellion, he has always been reluctant to cut it.

When I was a child, my elder brother Yan Ce used a hair clipper to push all his hair. If it grows a little bit, it will be pushed off. From a distance, it looks similar to a bald little monk.

Yan Ce said that this is neat and tidy, and that's how boys should be, but he developed a strong rebellious mentality because of this, and he hated cropped hair very much, even to the point of disgust.

Later, as I got older, I gradually took back the "power of life and death" over my own hair. When I was in high school, I let my hair grow wildly. At the longest time, it was shoulder-length. It was usually tied with a black rubber band. There is a bit of a down-and-out and vicissitudes of art.

This skin and this appearance have attracted many fans for him.

Now that I have shaved my hair to be about the same size as a police academy student, after looking at it a few more times, not only did I not feel the irritability of being forced to shave my head in the past, but the more I looked at it, the more pleasing it was, and I was very happy.

"I went out to wash my hair in the evening, so I just took care of it." He replied.

Shen Xun didn't believe it, "Oh?"

The corners of Yan Xiao's lips curled up, and every trace of show was in his eyes, "What's inside, I met Zhaofan."

Shen Xun had an expression of "I knew it", "He coaxed you to get a haircut?"

Yan Xiao let out a sigh of relief, "That's not true."

The first thing Ren Zhaofan said was - I can wash, cut and blow for you!

Yan Xiao didn't bother to say this to Shen Xun, it was enough to keep it in his heart.

As the sun set, there was a burning cloud, and the street lamps had not yet been turned on. Zhao Fan looked sideways at the sunset, his eyes were polished softly, his tone was playful, and he exaggeratedly boasted about his craftsmanship.

In the end, of course, he didn't let Zhaofan get the haircut, but instead bought two bottles of iced Coke and coaxed Zhaofan into the hairdresser's shop.

Zhaofan spread his legs apart, sat on the chair backwards, put his hands on the back of the chair, and held a Coke bottle in his hand. Seeing that he had finished washing his hair, he suddenly said, "Hey, change your hairstyle."

"Huh?" He asked, "What hairstyle?"

"Just..." Zhao Fan touched the top of his head, "Just like me."

He froze for a moment, his pupils contracting slightly.

Anti-terrorism majors have requirements for hairstyles. Zhaofan has a cropped cut, which is refreshing and clean, quite eye-catching.

But for him, an inch is not so good.

"Try it." Zhaofan shook his head, showing his white teeth, "Short cuts are the most convenient in hot weather. You have so much hair, it's troublesome to wash when you're sweating, and if you don't do it for a long time, it will affect your sleep. And you are all here. The police academy is here, do as the Romans do, and it’s over if you save up after the summer vacation.”

In the past, shaving his hair was tantamount to killing him, but now he was fooled by Zhaofan's few words, and he sat on the chair calmly, looked at himself in the mirror and said, "Okay, then try to cut your hair."

The hairdresser was probably used to trimming haircuts for the students in the police academy, and he was very familiar with his hands, so he quit the job in a few strokes, boasting: "Hey! How handsome!"

"Handsome!" Zhaofan stood up, folded his hands in front of his chest, and looked like a leader inspecting the work, "Brother Xiao, I found that you are really suitable for inch hair."

"Really?" He touched his forehead, not used to it.

"Yeah!" Zhao Fan praised without hesitation, "He's so handsome."

He turned around and his eyes fell on Zhaofan's vivid face.

"Huh?" Zhaofan raised his eyes, "Why are you looking at me? Look at yourself. You are the one who gets the haircut, not me."

He took a deep breath, suppressed the turbulent emotion, took his Coke from Zhaofan, and said with a calm smile, "Thank you, Adviser."

"It should be." Zhao Fan took out his mobile phone to check the time, "Hey brother, I have to go first, it's a bit late, I have to go to practice more."

He wanted to ask Zhaofan to have dinner together, so he asked, "Did I delay your time?"

"It's okay." Zhao Fan waved his hand readily, "Thank you for the iced Coke."

He came out of the hair salon, facing the blowing night wind, watching Zhaofan run into the not so bright night.

That figure is far better than the most brilliant night.

"It must be Zhaofan who coaxed you to get a haircut." Shen Xun said straight away, "Otherwise, would you cut it into a cut?"

Yan Xiao squinted his eyes and stopped retorting, "You say yes."

A not-so-friendly word was actually spoken with a bit of complacency.

"I think you have fallen." Shen Xun smiled and shook his head, "I have been hiding for a few days, but I still haven't escaped."

Yan Xiao simply stopped pretending, raised his chin, "I'll ask you about it."

"What about Zhaofan?"

"Otherwise who else?"

Shen Xun took off his shirt, and his body under the cloth was also strong and impressive, "I don't need to talk about the achievements. As for the family, I don't know."

"Tsk, doesn't that mean you didn't say anything?"

"I don't know how to say it?" Shen Xun said, "It should be from an ordinary family."

"Ordinary family..." Yan Xiao pondered for a while, "He works in a pet grooming shop and is responsible for bathing large dogs."

"What's the matter? Many people are working outside to earn some pocket money. Zhao Fan is not a poor student, and he has everything needed for food and clothing." Shen Xun paused, and then said: "And look at his character, once It looks like a cub raised by a harmonious family."

Yan Xiao nodded.

Zhaofan's character is really nothing to say, interesting and frank, like a light source that constantly emits heat, enthusiastic but not scorching, no matter how close he is, he will not make people feel uncomfortable.

Even though this has something to do with appearance - if the same thing is done by an ugly and wretched person, it will be a different situation, but the factor of character cannot be ignored.

"What are you going to do?" Shen Xun asked.

There was no one else in the dormitory, Yan Xiao said, "Is he straight?"

Shen Xun gloated, "According to my observation, he is straighter than a telegraph pole."

"Fuck!" Yan Xiao lay down on the bed, covering the upper half of his face with one hand, "That's not easy."

"It's quite difficult." Shen Xun said: "He regards you as a buddy, but you have evil thoughts about him."

"I didn't say that."

"Ok?"

"It's immoral to break up a straight man."

Shen Xun smiled for a long time, "Are you sure you can break him?"

Yan Xiao sat up, squeezed his fist, "I have to think about it."

Zhaofan returned to the dormitory after sweating profusely, and lay down on the bed directly after taking a shower, folded his hands on his abdomen, hummed a song twice, and fell silent.

Lu Xiaochuan made a fuss, "Yo Faner, did it stop today?"

Zhaofan opened his eyes, "Huh?"

"Stop going to the electronic reading room to read pornographic novels?"

"Damn!" Zhaofan sat up upon hearing this, grabbed something and threw it at Lu Xiaochuan's face, "I'd fucking forget about it if you didn't mention it! You tell me that I read pornographic novels all the time, don't you?" ?”

Lu Xiaochuan reacted quickly, jumped with a "whoosh", grabbed the object flying in front of him, and looked, "Wet tissue? It smells like roses? Fuck, Faner, you use this thing when you read pornographic novels Luke?"

Zhaofan jumped out of bed and snatched back the wet tissue. Remembering that Yan Xiao gave it, he was a little disgusted at first, but later he got used to the smell and thought it smelled good.

The most important thing is that wet paper towels are easier to use than dry paper towels, at least you won't lose your face when you wipe sweat.

This pack has been used for a few days and only the last two are left.

I have to buy another pack tomorrow.

"It's no secret to read pornographic novels." Lu Xiaochuan giggled, "You dare to read it in the electronic reading room, are you afraid of being told?"

Zhaofan came back to his senses, caught Lu Xiaochuan and beat him up, "All the majors know that I read pornographic novels in the middle of the night! Yesterday the counselor even teased me about it!"

Lu Xiaochuan smiled while begging for mercy, "You've already seen it!"

"I didn't! That's a serious military novel!"

"Serious?" Lu Xiaochuan's eyes widened, not believing it at all.

After Zhaofan finished speaking, he also felt that this lie was too big.It's true that I'm reading a military novel, but it's definitely not a serious military novel.

What kind of serious military novel is Stallion Shuangwen?

Fuck, it was all tricked by that elementary school student named "Kang Yi Xiao"!

"Look, look, you're serious!" Lu Xiaochuan finally broke free, shaking his head, "When you read pornographic novels, you read pornographic novels. My buddies don't dislike you, and the counselor doesn't dislike you either, hahahaha!"

"Laugh at your size!" Zhao Fan bumped his elbow, lay back on the bed, and pulled up the thin quilt to cover his stomach.

When it stopped, I couldn't help but think of "Kang Yi Xiao".

The primary school student has not been online for a long time, and the post is full of smog. He really couldn't hold it back, and tried to reason with the most swearing words, but it was useless. .

I have plenty of time today, and I should have gone to the electronic reading room again, but thinking that "Kang Yi Xiao" will not be online, I gave up the idea of ​​going online.

Never mind, let nature take its course.

He didn't stay up late in the electronic reading room at night, and he woke up early in the morning. In addition, he didn't have to work in a pet grooming shop, so he had plenty of time. Zhaofan stretched his waist and walked to the bathroom in a daze.

Although the mind is not clear, but the desire in the morning has already woken up.

He locked the door of the bathroom and took a good breath, only to find out after he was done that what he was holding in his hand was a wet tissue given by Yan Xiao.

It smells like roses.

He smiled, threw away the wet tissue, washed his hands, put on a black vest for running, and ran to the playground.

Yan Xiao was also there, still wearing a bright yellow vest, and his eyes were so piercing that he would be attracted if he glanced at them.

After the masturbation, Zhaofan was refreshed. He found Yan Xiao as soon as he arrived at the playground. After several sets of warm-up exercises, he happened to bump into Yan Xiao at the starting position.

Yan Xiao stopped, raised his hand, joy was hidden in his eyes, and a smile pretended not to care on his lips.

Zhao Fan raised his eyebrows and blurted out a joke: "Brother Xiao, this dress is a bit flirty."