Country love story

The programmer is 26 years old and has been working for four years.Like every other normal programmer, likes plaid shirts, wears black-rimmed glasses at work, and doesn't have a girlfriend.

But it's a little different, he has hair.

There are many more.

He also stays up late to type code, and also has irregular work and rest, but the hair of the programmer is still strong on his head, and he rarely loses his hair. This is his pride.

The company recently had a big project. After working overtime for a month, the programmer finally got a good night's sleep.

After washing his face in the morning, he took another look in the mirror.With just one glance, he froze suddenly.

He lay down in front of the mirror and observed carefully for a long time, even took out a soft ruler to measure, and finally came to a heavy conclusion.

His hairline has risen by 0.5 cm.

The programmer panicked, and his hair was his dignity.

People live their faces, trees live their bark.

No hair is like no clothes.

Dignity cannot be lost!

The programmer immediately searched on Baidu, what should I do if I lose my hair?

Then I quickly placed an order for Bawang shampoo and hair growth liquid on Taobao.

I hurried out the door and went to the farmer's market to buy black sesame seeds, black beans, black rice, and a root of Polygonum multiflorum from the pharmacy downstairs.

After returning home, the programmer boiled water and was about to cook Gufa porridge from the menu found on the Internet.

Suddenly I heard a little noise outside, like the sound of a plastic bag moving, mixed with low sobs.

He turned his head and took a few steps back in fright. With a wave of his hand, he knocked down the stainless steel basin on the kitchen platform.

It's day and night, hell!

A beautiful boy about seventeen or eighteen years old was sitting on the dining table with his head bowed, wearing tattered brown clothes, with his thin white arms and calves exposed, and was sobbing softly, wiping his tears with his hands.

The programmer also noticed that this boy has long black and beautiful hair, and the hair quality is exceptionally good.

After hearing the movement, the boy raised his head, his eyes were filled with mist, and his chest was still heaving up and down because of crying.

The boy looked into the programmer's eyes, then lowered his head and began to cry even louder.

The programmer calmed down and asked, "Who are you? Where did you come from?"

The boy raised his head and threw it in a sob: "I was bought by you."

"Huh? Don't talk nonsense. Did you run away from home?"

"I really, really bought it from you." Seeing that he didn't believe it, the boy pouted aggrievedly and said, "You bought me to make the medicine."

"Wait a minute," the programmer saw the plastic bag containing Polygonum multiflorum floating on the ground, and guessed in disbelief: "You can't be...that Polygonum multiflorum, are you?" After speaking, he shook his head, it was ridiculous.

Unexpectedly, the boy nodded and jumped down from the table. Baba walked up to him, stretched out his white and tender hands and grabbed the corner of the programmer's clothes and begged: "Don't eat me, okay? I...I can do anything Yes. Please don’t eat me, I don’t want to die.”

Half an hour later, the programmer sat calmly on the sofa, seemingly calm, but his brain was already unable to think.

He lived for 26 years and has always been a staunch materialist.He doesn't believe in gods and doesn't worship Buddha. Unexpectedly, on this day in 9102, he encountered a monster. Well, it's more appropriate to call it an unnatural creature.

The programmer turned his head and glanced at the young man who was timidly sitting in the corner of the sofa and picking his hands. According to what he said just now, he rearranged his brain and finally cleared his mind.

Little Polygonum multiflorum grew on an unknown mountain nearby, and after ten years of growing up, one day by chance, she suddenly gave birth to spiritual consciousness, and after ten years of serious cultivation, she was finally able to transform into a human form.As a result, some time ago, it was discovered by a drug farmer who went up the mountain to search for medicinal materials. He uprooted it and sold it to a drugstore. He never found a chance to escape.Then, it was bought home by the programmer, and turned into a human form under the fright and fear of death.

Then there was the scene where the programmer was frightened and fell into the basin.

After thinking for a while, the programmer waved his hand: "Then you go."

"I...I don't want to go, I have nowhere to go."

"Go back to the mountains."

"I've been unplugged, and I can't go back." The young man moved to his side bit by bit, "I can do anything, don't drive me away."

The programmer held his forehead: "Then you stay here first."

"Really? Thank you so much." The boy happily grabbed the programmer's hand, staring at him with big eyes, full of joy.

The programmer cooked porridge and served a bowl of Polygonum multiflorum.

"Do you have trouble with hair loss?"

The programmer was stirring his porridge when he suddenly stopped and nodded slightly.

"I...I can help you grow your hair." Polygonum multiflorum Nuoxuo's words made the programmer suddenly raise his head, "Really? What can you do?"

"Use my bodily fluids to increase hair growth."

"Body fluids?" The programmer wondered.

"Tears, sweat, etc. can be applied to the place where hair needs to grow, and it will be effective in three days."

"It's a bit difficult. I'll talk about it when I come back. I'll go to work first, so you can stay at home. I'll order you takeaway at noon, and I'll be back in the evening." The programmer wiped his mouth, picked up his bag and went out.

As soon as the programmer came home at night, he saw He Shouwu crying.Tears were falling down, and the tip of his nose was red. After hearing the sound, he turned to look at him, his big eyes filled with tears.Let people have some thoughts that they shouldn't have.

"Why are you crying?" the programmer was a little anxious.

"I just want to help you grow your hair, but I don't have anything sad, so I can't cry. The TV was just showing "The Temptation of Returning to My Mother's Home". It was so touching that I couldn't help crying." He Shouwu said and handed over a pretend He poured out a glass with half a glass of tears, "These are my tears, you just need to wipe the front of your forehead every day, I have been crying for so long, enough for three days."

The programmer was silent for two seconds and was moved.

He silently took the cup and carefully put it into his room.

Three days later, the programmer found that his hairline had returned to its original position, and the newly grown hair was black and shiny, with a strong texture.

His confidence is back.

In the past three days, Polygonum multiflorum has kept the house in good order. Every day after get off work, there is a table of delicious meals, and the clothes are washed as soon as they are taken off. Unexpectedly, Polygonum multiflorum is still a personal wife.

"Let's go out and buy clothes for you." He Shouwu's clothes are torn, and he has been wearing programmer's pajamas at home for the past few days.

"There are people outside, I'm afraid." Polygonum multiflorum is instinctively afraid of crowded places.

"It's okay, we'll be back soon after shopping, and we won't stay outside for too long."

He Shouwu tilted her head and thought for a while, then stretched out her hand and carefully squeezed the programmer's hand: "You don't have to be afraid if you hold me."