Laughing astray

So it’s not good to have free or discounted things in the world. It takes time to perm your hair. Cong Xiao, who was already very sleepy, fell asleep with the potion on his head. It wasn't until he smelled a burnt smell in his nose that he exclaimed "Okay" in his ears that he opened his eyes suddenly.

Yan Zihan stared at him with wet hair on his face, "Okay!" The store manager covered his mouth with one hand and waved the other hand, "Turn off the power, turn off the power!"

The little apprentice suddenly reached out and pulled out the plug of the perm machine. Cong Xiao didn't recover, and subconsciously glanced at the mirror. Yan Zihan stood there for a long time and choked out a word, "... grass!"

The burning smell at the tip of the nose finally found the source, Cong Xiaoyi's hair was emitting white smoke, no, it should be the little scroll he couldn't name, "Who can explain it to me?"

'Okay' came over quickly, reached out to help him take off the smoking roll, "Oh! It's hot!" 'Okay' the store manager stomped his feet on the spot, gritted his teeth and took the small roll away. I took it off.

"Huh?" Cong Xiaoyi didn't know whether the sound was coming from his nose or throat. He looked in the mirror at the little apprentice who didn't know what to get, the shop manager who was in a hurry, and Yan Zihan, whose hair was dripping but still handsome and shining, " What happened to my hair?"

"Okay." The store manager pulled his face, "Well...he didn't set the time properly, it took a long time..."

"Shampoo my hair first." Cong Xiao turned over and stood up, Yan Zihan wiped his hair with a towel, wanted to say something but restrained himself.

'Okay' The store manager helped Yan Zihan dry his hair and styled it, "It looks good!"

Yan Zihan reached out to take care of it, then turned to look at the little apprentice who was blowing Cong Xiaoyi's hair, "You..."

"Ah?" Cong Xiao turned his head first, and stared at Yan Zihan, "Not bad, very handsome." Then he turned his head back, looked at himself in the mirror, and didn't know who he was talking to , "I just want to get a haircut."

Yan Zihan listened to Cong Xiao's words with inexplicable grievances, and immediately shrank his heart. Cong Xiaoyi's hair was quickly dried, but he hadn't styled it yet, and near the top of his head, a section of hair was broken , It seemed out of place with the surrounding thick hair, and there were still some dry hair standing around the broken hair. Yan Zihan wanted to reach out to touch it, but he still held back his hand.

"Actually..." Yan Zihan wanted to say that he could be saved, but seeing Cong Xiao sitting on the stool with a blank expression on his face, he didn't know what to say next!

"Don't be real..." Cong Xiao spoke first, pointed to himself in the mirror, faced the little apprentice behind him, and ordered, "Shave off."

"Damn it?" Yan Zihan didn't expect Cong Xiaoyi to have this kind of reaction. To be honest, he was ready to be scolded. He said he was going to perm his hair. It was he who watched Cong Xiaoyi fall asleep and didn't help him to check the time. He, now Cong Xiaoyi's expression of "it's okay, at most shaved off" on his face made him feel tense for no reason.

Something big is going to happen.

"Don't, don't, don't!" The store manager hurriedly stopped him, "Here, cut the hair around and make a style..."

"Shaved!" Cong Xiao repeated.

Yan Zihan didn't speak any more, the little apprentice shook his hand holding the scissors, his face was full of 'big deal' expression, "It's okay", the store manager looked at Yan Zihan for help, and after finding that Yan Zihan had no expression, he said yes Looking at the little apprentice, he nodded.

As if hearing the imperial decree, the little apprentice moved his fingers quickly on Cong Xiaoyi's head. Basically, the hair that could be saved fell to the ground with the little apprentice's fingers. Yan Zihan looked at Cong Xiaoyi, and Cong Xiaoyi stared at him. Mirror.

The hair shaving was quick, and it was over in a few minutes. Cong Xiao stood up sullenly, without looking at Yan Zihan who was sitting blankly, and walked to the toll booth first, "How much?"

'Okay,' the store manager hurried over, "No more money, no more money!"

Yan Zihan followed Cong Xiaoyi out the door, followed all the way to the car, "Xiaoyi..."

"Is it ugly?" Cong Xiaoyi stretched out his hand to touch his bald head, and looked at the rearview mirror of the car.

"Angry?" Yan Zihan took Cong Xiaoyi's cold hand, "I'm sorry..."

"What are you sorry for?" Cong Xiaoyi finally laughed out loud, and Yan Zihan in front of him was somewhat at a loss, "I was very angry when I just woke up, but I'm not angry when I see you."

"Huh?" Yan Zihan hugged Cong Xiaoyi, and finally stretched out his hand to touch Cong Xiaoyi's bald head, "It feels very comfortable."

Cong Xiaoyi is handsome, even though his head is bald and only stubble is left, apart from being unaccustomed to looking at it, there is nothing discordant on the whole, "Seeing that you are about to cry, I am not angry .”

"Then you..." Yan Zihan hesitated to speak.

"When I was washing my hair, I was thinking about how to save it." Cong Xiao hugged Yan Zihan once, "But suddenly I thought about my mother, her hair will basically fall into the Mediterranean after chemotherapy, so I shave it now, After two days, bring her to have a shave."

"I thought you were acting angry." Yan Zihan said.

"Well, bring some..." Cong Xiaoyi put his arms around Yan Zihan and smiled, "Let's think about the discount next time, after all, I lost all my hair this time."

"Okay." Yan Zihan lowered his head and kissed Cong Xiaoyi's head, "But let's make an agreement, next time even if you get angry, you have to say it out, don't let me guess."

"what…"

Since Ji Yun was only temporarily surprised at the scene of Cong Xiaoyi returning home with a bald head, she was her son after all, and she was a young man after all, so she was free to think whatever she wanted.

When Yan Zihan arrived at school, he confirmed that Cong Xiaoyi really didn't mean to wear a hat, and then gave a farewell kiss. Looking at the bald Cong Xiaoyi in the rearview mirror, he was walking towards the teaching building, and opened his eyes in the morning. After seeing the bald Cong Xiaoyi, he really reflected for a few seconds. Cong Xiaoyi has a habit of sleeping, and is used to being stuffed under the quilt. It is conceivable that when he is used to lifting the quilt, the shining Cong Xiaoyi leaked out. At that time, besides confusion, there was also despair in his heart.

All made by myself.

Cong Xiaoyi has now become the focus of the whole class. In addition to turning heads along the way, the attention and whispers in the class are like a flood, "Damn!" Wang Bin was the first to jump up, "Brother Xiao, what are you doing?" gone?"

"What about it?" Cong Xiao sat down on the seat indifferently, watching Ma Xuanyu not far away taking pictures of him with his mobile phone, and even posing in a special pose.

"What's going on?" Wang Bin asked.

"That's it." Cong Xiao took out his phone and sent a WeChat message to Ma Xuanyu.

-Send me the photo.

"Why is your head more bald than the steamed buns my mother gave me!"

The author has something to say: ah...you ask the author what he is doing now? ...I am typing with a sullen face. The author who has an exam tomorrow morning and has not read the book will have a headache. Today's Chapter 2 will be posted later. I guess I will stay up late tonight. After all, I made it myself... A little angel gave me a lot of advice. I am really happy. My original intention of writing the article was just to write the article I wanted to write. I didn’t expect that there would be people who would like it. I will work hard, hold on, and write core!