Tachycardia

The lights in the hair salon are always extraordinarily bright, Wen Jinran is sitting obediently, with Mr. Tony's scissors clicking on top of his head, waving them very scary.

Looking at 10 minutes ago, this Tony teacher greeted him enthusiastically. He hadn't started with a basket of words, and he forced Jin Wendong's eyes to kill people, and he only choked out a sentence: "Welcome, Jin Shao, it's been a long time It's not here, haha."

Jin Shao didn't appreciate it, he snorted softly, and gently pushed Wen Jinran out, heartbroken: "Cut his hair."

Tony thought to himself how could this wealthy man be so rude. In what age did he still talk about cutting his hair, saying how good it would be to have a new haircut, how fashionable it is, really, it lowered the grade of their hair salon as soon as he opened his mouth, it's too cheap .

But he was still full of smiles, and his eyes lit up when he saw Wen Jinran, "Oh, this little brother is so good-looking, what kind of hairstyle are you going to cut? Do you want oblique bangs? Or center parting? I can also fix your bangs for you." Cut your hair short and fluffy, it looks great."

Wen Jinran was taken aback by his enthusiasm, and hesitated: "Bill size."

Tony: "..."

He angrily washed Wen Jinran's hair, wrapped it in a big towel, and slapped his head casually twice. When the scissors touched his soft hair, he still couldn't bear it: "Little brother, are you really sure about the size?"

Wen Jinran really didn't feel that he was older than him, so he asked him to call "little brother" one by one, and after agreeing, he said tactfully: "I should be younger than you."

Tony immediately snapped the scissors down.

Walking out of the salon, Wen Jinran felt his scalp was chilly in the summer, so he touched it a couple of times, which was a bit stinging.

Bancun hairstyle can sometimes be controlled by good looks, at least it is not suitable for Wen Jinran, he has light brows and thin eyes, red lips and white teeth, women can pretend to be real when wearing a wig, but once the hair is gone, The bald forehead reflected the light.

Fortunately, the barber is still merciful, and there is a beauty point on his forehead, which will not make his whole head look like an egg. From a distance, it can be seen that it is a head, and it doesn't look like a girl up close. .

Wen Jinran was quite satisfied.

Of course Jin Wendong was more satisfied. Looking left and right, he felt that this kind of Wen Jinran was like a grass that had just sprouted, without the cover of hair, tender and fresh and childish, if there was a ray of light shining in the forest , just sprinkled on his face, he stretched his waist, his gorgeous appearance could kill Jin Wendong.

Jin Wendong patted his head fondly, and said, "It's... pretty pretty."

Wen Jinran hid his hand uncomfortably, his ears were so red, but Jin Wendong's hand was actually very hot, and it was quite comfortable to be touched without sweating, so he asked, "Really?"

It was less than eight o'clock, and the sky would be dark. The two walked under the street lamp, and the light stretched their shadows very long. Jin Wendong was very close to him, and in the shadow it looked like they were intimately entangled.

He smiled softly, and a little of the tenderness in his heart accidentally leaked out, "Whatever hairstyle you cut looks good to me."

These words are too superficial for their current relationship, but Wen Jinran is so stupid that he didn't hear the ambiguity inside, and sighed with emotion after hearing the words: "It's not good-looking."

Jin Wendong said in his heart that you couldn't tell that I said it was not good-looking, and he was a little helpless, "Why is the circuit in your head so strange."

"If it's good-looking, you definitely wouldn't say such deceptive words," Wen Jinran said seriously, with good reason, "It's good to see who you are trying to fool."

Jin Wendong thought you knew I was coaxing people, and when he heard him change the subject, his tone was inexplicably joyful: "But in fact, my haircut was even weirder before, no matter where I went, people would always look at me, but now there are a lot fewer people. "

He didn't even check what time it was, people should go home after get off work, and of course the population on the street dropped sharply.

Jin Wendong inadvertently grasped the important point: "The hairstyle before was strange? What's so strange?"

Wen Jinran took it for granted, "So people look at me, don't they just think I'm weird?"

If you listen carefully to his tone, you can even hear the slight sense of grievance. Jin Wendong was a little dazed, pinched his chin in a daze, looked him in the eyes, and dared not say anything: "You think that people on the street look at you just because of you. Because you're weird?"

Wen Jinran: "Of course it's not all... just, I look... like a girl, right?"

It was only then that Jin Wendong realized that he was silent. In fact, as a party involved, he was much more aware and sensitive to other people's eyes than a bystander.

After wandering around in his thoughts for a while, Wen Jinran also looked at him seriously and innocently.

He nodded slowly, "Yes, like a girl, that's because you can see that the gender boundary is blurred."

Wen Jinran laughed.

He looked at the time, and then flicked away like a little sparrow, bouncing and walking in front of him, "Hurry up, I'm going to be late for evening self-study."

Jin Wendong was taken aback, this was the first time he saw Wen Jinran smile so brightly.

The heat wave in the evening had receded. He put his hands in his trouser pockets and looked back. He had never seen such a beautiful evening.

The next day, when the first ray of sunlight hit Jin Wendong's face in the morning, he immediately opened his eyes.

There are chirping birds outside the window, the alarm clock on the bedside has not started to work, and the air-conditioning is still there at night, everything is quiet and silent.

He forgot to take off the obsidian around his neck, and he slept through the night, but fortunately, it was integrated with his body temperature, and he didn't feel uncomfortable at all.

There was no one at home, so he didn't care very much. He went downstairs and left the house before the nanny got up to cook.

Yesterday afternoon, of course, he was scolded for a class at school, and after cutting Wen Jinran's hair, he went to evening self-study. On the way, he promised him that he would never be late, cut class, or make the teacher angry. This was the first day of fulfilling the agreement , of course you have to perform well.

In fact, he wanted to go further and ask where Wen Jinran's family lived. After thinking about it, he decided to wait. After all, he couldn't eat hot tofu in a hurry, and it would be bad to scare people.

After the contact yesterday, he felt that he was a little bit unable to extricate himself. He had never experienced the feeling of being alone in his mind. If it wasn't too much, he might really want to hug Wen Jinran into his arms and rub him twice.

But reality is always cruel, and he can only endure it.

The taste of patience is uncomfortable, but when lying in bed at night, he can always squeeze out something worth aftertaste to make him smile.

He hasn't walked through the narrow alley facing the school for a long time. Ever since he cleaned up Xiao Qi, he really didn't want to pass by there to see a group of extremely stupid gangsters pretending to be x, so he deliberately bypassed it several times.

As a result, he accidentally glanced at it today, just in time to see two people walking out of the alley, talking and laughing.

Taking a closer look, the two were holding the same type of soy milk, and what's more, they both knew each other.

Jin Wendong felt that this world was a bit mysterious.