bullets and roses

After all, this is an old neighborhood, and there is no such high-end barber shop nearby. The two of them searched for a long time, and finally found a clean one, but the fee was quite cheap, as long as 20 yuan for a haircut and haircut.

Luo Muxiao felt that it was a little unreliable to hand over his head to 20 yuan, God knows before he would charge thousands of dollars just to wash his hair, after all, he still had to do styling.

Luo Muxiao hesitated, not daring to lie down on the shampoo table.

The little brother spoke authentic Sichuan dialect: "Hurry up! We are very busy with business, so we don't have time to be hypocritical with you here."

As soon as he finished speaking, someone behind him began to urge: "How long will it take? I'm busy with other things!"

"Oh, don't urge, don't urge, you also saw that I'm the only one in the store today. Hurry up, I'll come to you after I finish this guy."

"You can do your work." Gu Zhubai said, "I'll wash it for him, and you can cut it for him later."

"Gu Zhubai—" Luo Muxiao froze for a moment.

The little brother glanced at him: "Isn't it? Let me tell you, even if you wash it, you still use the shampoo in our store, and you still have to charge for it."

Gu Zhubai directly took out a one hundred and handed it to him: "Is that enough?"

"Hey, you're still throwing money at me." Although the little brother said so, he still took the money, "I'll give it to you!" He said and waved his hand at the urging aunt, "Come here Well, I'll wash it for you."

Under Gu Zhubai's gaze, Luo Muxiao ignored the somewhat dirty shampoo table and lay down.

Gu Zhubai took the picture of a gourd painting, followed the method of the little brother next door, slightly separated Luo Muxiao's collar, and then supported his head to make him lie down little by little.

Luo Muxiao was lying on the shampoo table, a little nervous.

It was probably such a posture, which just showed himself fully in the eyes of the person behind him. His soles of his feet overlapped, he pressed against the wall nervously, and his hands also overlapped, placing them on his stomach.

Luo Muxiao swallowed, thought for a while and closed his eyes, not looking at Gu Zhubai's expression.

A hand suddenly pressed against the back of his head, and his bony and strong fingertips gently clasped his forehead, and then slightly hot water was sprinkled on his somewhat long hair.

"The water temperature is right?" Gu Zhubai's voice suddenly rang in his ears, and Luo Muxiao trembled in fright, and almost didn't sit up directly.

"Yes... a bit hot." Luo Muxiao stammered, "It's okay."

"Is it hot or not?" Gu Zhubai's voice sounded low.

"...Let's just leave it at that." Luo Muxiao's ears turned red, and he didn't know if it was because of Gu Zhubai's magnetic voice, or because of the ambiguous heat on his forehead when the other party spoke.

Gu Zhubai let out a "hmm", wet his hair, turned off the water, and wiped some shampoo on his head.

Gently rubbing the top of his head with the broad palms, the foam was released bit by bit.

Gu Zhubai's strength is great, but it's not all brute force. In short, he rubbed Luo Muxiao's head until it was extremely numb. Occasionally, the rough calluses on his fingertips ran across the skin on the side of his neck, and scratched up. Another layer of goosebumps, Luo Muxiao felt that his face must have been completely red, and his whole body was smoking.

So nervous.

Gu Zhubai also gave him a massage.

Fingers went all the way up from the back of his neck, kneading it lightly and gently, so comfortable that Luo Muxiao let out a low "hmm", then stopped the sound belatedly, his whole body was hot like a shrimp .

Seeing his appearance, the little brother at the side asked with concern: "I'm afraid the heater in our store is not that hot, you are so hot that your face is burning?"

"...I'm not hot." Luo Muxiao said awkwardly.

"Then you're the one who rang?"

"..." Luo Muxiao said with some breakdown, "It's none of your business."

The little brother was stunned for a moment, and also a little angry: "I care about my guests, why would you bite Lu Dongbin?"

"Hey."

Gu Zhubai finally couldn't hold back, and smiled softly.

"Stop laughing!" Luo Muxiao patted Gu Zhubai's arm lightly, and said, "What's so funny?"

Gu Zhubai lowered his voice so low that only Luo Muxiao could hear: "Are you shy?"

Luo Muxiao felt that he was really smoking.

"Will you wash it or not!" Luo Muxiao pretended to be angry, "If you don't wash it, let go, I will do it myself."

"Is it because his skills are not good?" The younger brother said attentively, "If he is not good at skills, I will come here. I promise to make you feel comfortable and at ease!"

Luo Muxiao: "..."

Why does this sound so strange?

This time Gu Zhubai didn't smile anymore, instead he felt offended and turned his head to give the younger brother a cold look.

The little brother picked the back of his head inexplicably, thinking that these two people are really strange.

Luo Muxiao was cut with a hairstyle similar to a pothead.

If it wasn't for his good looks, this hairstyle...is really retro.

Luo Muxiao remembers that this hairstyle was very popular when he was in the third grade of elementary school. At that time, everyone had a pot head. Yu Meifeng once cut him one because he was catching up with the trend. It looked cute when he was a child, but now he looks But very... stupid.

Luo Muxiao looked at himself in the mirror expressionlessly, and asked, "Are you sure this hairstyle is very popular now? I cut this hairstyle when I was in elementary school."

The little brother said: "Oh, you know a hammer, fashion is a circle, let's go back to the circle now!"

Luo Muxiao: "..."

Forget it.

Luo Muxiao took a deep breath and said, "I hope your store business will be better and better."

"Thank you." The little brother found the money happily, and waved at Luo Muxiao and Gu Zhubai, "Welcome to come again next time!"

Luo Muxiao and Gu Zhubai went out of the store and looked back——

"Xiao Li's haircut." Luo Muxiao repeated, "I won't come here again."

Gu Zhubai couldn't help smiling.

"Stop laughing!" Luo Muxiao flipped his pot head, looking dumbfounded, "This hairstyle is really stupid."

Gu Zhubai looked at his hairstyle carefully again, and came to a conclusion: "It's not stupid, it's quite cute."

Luo Muxiao: "Bah!"

Yu Meifeng also laughed when she saw Luo Muxiao's hairstyle when she went home.

"When I asked you to cut it when I was a child, you refused to do anything, so why did you cut a jar head instead?" Yu Meifeng said while stroking his hair, "It was cute when I was a child, but now it looks silly. "

"Mom, don't talk about it." Luo Muxiao said with a speechless expression, "It's all Gu Zhubai's fault. He insisted on letting me cut my hair. Now it's better. How long will it take to get a new hairstyle?"

"Very cute." Yu Meifeng touched his head and said, "It looks very young, like seventeen or eighteen."

"It's because of Seventeen Eighth that he cut such a stupid hairstyle." Luo Muxiao rolled his eyes, very speechless.

Yu Meifeng smiled at Gu Zhubai, and said, "What do you think?"

Gu Zhubai paused, and said, "It's pretty cute."

"Why are you hesitating!" Luo Muxiao took advantage of Gu Zhubai's momentary hesitation to make a big fuss, "It must be because you are too stupid and embarrassed to say it, so you hesitated. The latter is not your truth! "

Yu Meifeng saw that Luo Muxiao was arguing with Gu Zhubai, but Gu Zhubai didn't show boredom, instead there was a little smile in his eyes, so he couldn't help feeling relieved.

She stood aside and watched the two quarreling for a while, her eyes were a little sore, she turned around and walked to the kitchen: "You guys play first, I will cook."

"I'll help you," Luo Muxiao hurriedly abandoned Gu Zhubai, and ran to the kitchen, "What's for dinner tonight?"

He closed the kitchen door smoothly.

"Let's stew pork ribs with potatoes." Yu Meifeng said, "Is that okay?"

"Delicious." Luo Muxiao nodded quickly, "How are you packing your luggage? Do you need my help?"

"No, it's almost done. You can go directly to the airport tomorrow." Yu Meifeng touched Luo Muxiao's head and asked, "Are you coming to see me off tomorrow?"

"Of course." Luo Muxiao nodded and said, "How could you not give it away, don't worry."

Yu Meifeng smiled at him, and said: "Mom is not around, you should pay attention to yourself, and be careful. Some people will not do things to you on the surface, they are all hidden , you have to learn to read people."

"Understood." Luo Muxiao sighed, "Why do you have to go abroad?"

Yu Meifeng smiled, and changed the subject: "And your dad... I can't go to see him, but he is your dad after all, so go and see him when you're free, so as not to let him It hurts."

Luo Muxiao pursed his lips, the smile on his face faded, after a while he continued to ask: "Mom, tell me the truth, do you hate him?"

"I can't say I hate it." Yu Meifeng lowered her eyes and said while cutting potatoes, "I just feel that I was blinded by lard, and I wasted so many years of youth... It's a bit ridiculous."

"But the adult's business has nothing to do with you. I'm relieved if you live your own life well."

Luo Muxiao nodded heavily.

"What time is the flight tomorrow?"

"It's a bit early." Yu Meifeng said, "The flight takes off at seven, so I guess I'll be out at five."

"I'll see you off tomorrow." Luo Muxiao said, "Let Gong Yuyang come and pick us up."

"Don't bother Yu Yang." Yu Meifeng smiled helplessly, "People always have to live their own lives, how can they revolve around you every day, neither your father nor your mother."

Luo Muxiao stuck out his tongue and said: "He is willing!"

Yu Meifeng tapped his shoulder lightly, there was an indescribable taste in her eyes, she looked at Luo Muxiao like this for a long while, and then sighed from her throat, saying: "Silly boy, what do you know?"

"How stupid am I!" Luo Muxiao snorted, thinking that Yu Meifeng was just saying something casually, never thought that there were other meanings in this sentence.

Yu Meifeng shook her head at him and smiled wryly: "It's good to be a little silly."

The author says:

I'm going to join v on Wednesday, I hope everyone doesn't mind tt, by the way, remind me again that this is a scumbag and cheap Shouwen, if you mind, run away and don't give me money! ! !