Mr. Shen's little boyfriend

"Tongtong, is your birthday on October [-]th?" Shen Chao remembered that he had noticed it when he read the children's information before, but he still asked to be on the safe side.

He Qiutong stroked the long tail of hair on the back of his head, and let out a "hmm".

In fact, if Shen Chao hadn't mentioned it, He Qiutong would have almost forgotten his birthday.

When my grandparents were still there, they would give him well-prepared gifts on his birthday, and share cream cakes under the big tree in the yard...

But later, after that scorching summer, his close relatives left one after another, leaving only He Li, but He Li didn't even remember his birthday.

Since then, his birthday has not been mentioned much.

Shen Chao found that the little guy was not very happy with his head hanging down, and looked slightly disappointed. He thought that something bad happened on He Qiutong's birthday, and something bad happened. The man hesitated for half a second and asked:

"Don't you like birthdays?"

"Ah?" He Qiutong came back to his senses, "I like it... I liked it very much when I was a child, and I always eat orange-flavored cream cakes."

When he was a child... Shen Chao thought of something, frowned, and his eyes darkened.

Shen Chao's facial features are relatively sharp, and every time he straightens the corners of his mouth, he looks a little indifferent and stern.

He didn't want He Qiutong to see his expression, so he softened the curve of his mouth and put on a relaxed tone:

"When will I take you out to play?" Shen Chao smoothly stroked the little guy's slightly long hair on his forehead, the soft hair was silky smooth.

"Let me take you there before I play. Cut your hair a bit? It's too long to block your eyes."

It happened that the National Day was off for seven days, and he had the time to make up for He Qiutong's missing childhood. Although he also understood that the late compensation always had the title of "late".

He failed to participate in He Qiutong's bleak time, but he hopes to do his best to give his little friend a lucky future.

"Teacher Shen." He Qiutong said in silence.

"Ok?"

He deliberately eased the atmosphere, and started with a lighter topic:

"Why are you acting like my guardian? You still take me to have a haircut?"

"Why? No way—just treat it as my adopted son."

cut.He Qiutong lowered his eyes and pursed his mouth. He knew that Shen Chao was just making a harmless joke with him, but he still felt uncomfortable.

"You are raising a boyfriend! Not a son!"

The dull hair on his head was picked up and shook, the man saw that he was really angry, and changed his words obediently: "Okay, okay, you have a petite little boyfriend."

"Then where should we go on National Day?"

When it came to the topic of playing with Shen Chao, He Qiutong became excited again, and the unhappiness in his mind began to dissipate.

"You can go wherever you want." Shen Chao replied with a smile.

"Well—then I have to think about it."

The National Day has seven days and seven days, so Shen Chao should be able to take him to a farther place to play.

In fact, the first place that came to He Qiutong's mind was the small hotel opened by Yu Yiyuan on the mountainside that he had visited with Shen Chao before. He hadn't seen the stars on the top of the mountain that Jiao Le told him before.

"Be sure to watch the stars on the top of the mountain with the person you like."

As a painter, Jiao Le's ability to capture the beautiful parts of the world can be described as sublime. The starry sky and night scenes he described are also shocking and beautiful just by listening to them.

That picture has been in He Qiutong's mind countless times, so when he asked where he wanted to go to play this time, the appearance of the starry sky appeared in his mind for a moment.

"Can I go see the stars?"

"Huh? Okay." Shen Chao couldn't help laughing. He remembered that when the child was bitten by a snake, he still thought about looking at the stars.

"Mr. Shen will take you to see the stars in a few days, let's see enough."

-

Mr. Shen said he was right, and took his children to the barbershop the next day.

The SUV drove into an old family area that looked dilapidated, and after a winding road, the car stopped in the 'parking space'.

It is said to be a parking space, but there is no white line at all. It is the side of the gravel road under the old building. The vehicles here seem to be so acquiescing, stopping all the way in a mess, and there is no so-called fire exit.

If Shen Chao hadn't brought him to this place, he really didn't know that there is such a dilapidated place in Nancheng, where every inch of land is precious.

The old buildings in the old family area are full of sense of age, the outer walls have been corroded by the years into a gray color, but they are covered with green creepers, and the yellow jue tree downstairs has grown to the height of the sixth or seventh floor, covering the sky. It looks like the sun, and there are vines like the beard of an old man hanging down.

"Mr. Shen, are we here for a haircut?"

"A friend of mine owns a barber shop here, and he does all my hairstyles here, don't worry."

Through a dark alley, there is another old building in front of you.

The wall of a household on the first floor was cut open, the door frame was re-pasted with cement, and a sliding glass door was installed.It can be seen that it should be pasted by hand, and the surrounding area looks a little rough.

On the top of the glass door hangs a piece of plastic advertising cloth with the words "Chengcheng Haircut" written on it.

Through the glass door, you can see some young men holding hair clippers inside, and the people sitting on the chairs are basically old men and women.

He hasn't seen this kind of old-fashioned barber shop for a long time, and it seems that his grandfather once took him to a similar one in his memory.

Shen Chao dragged him into the barber shop, a layman apprentice saw it, ran into the inner room and called out his boss.

The person who came was a big man with a height of almost 195, but he was wearing a black vest in the autumn weather, and his arm muscles were bulging.

If his apprentices hadn't called him the boss, He Qiutong would have thought he had entered some gym or encountered a gangster or something.

The big man with dreadlocks said, "Old Shen? Come to cut your hair?"

Shen Chao embraced He Qiutong and nodded with his chin, "Here, take my kid for a haircut today."

"Yo? Your nephew? You look good—" After speaking, the big man walked towards He Qiutong, and the pants with the skull chain jingled all the way.

"You look so good, come on, brother will cut your hair for you later."

"Snapped--"

It was the crisp sound of Lu Cheng's hand reaching out to touch the top of He Qiutong's head being slapped away by Shen Chao.

Shen Chao warned: "Don't touch me. My people."

Hearing this, Lu Chengda's carefree expression instantly froze, and when he met Shen Chao's serious and warning eyes, he flicked his dreadlocks and asked directly:

"What? Old Shen? Did I hear you right? What are you talking about about your people?"

Shen Chao word by word: "I said, this is my boyfriend. Let me introduce you formally. His name is He Qiutong. Don't come here."

Lu Cheng glanced at the two of them, stunned for a few seconds, and jumped three meters high, "Damn it?! Are you not a monk?"

"..."

He Qiutong didn't even realize it when he was led into the shampoo room. This is...Shen Chao suddenly took him to meet his friends and made the relationship public?

Damn... so many people in the store heard it just now...

Shen Chao said: This is my boyfriend, his name is He Qiutong.

hey-hey.I couldn't control my smirk again.

He Qiutong fell asleep on the most "luxurious" recliner in this place, feeling soft under his body.

But in his memory, the old barbershops usually wash their hair while sitting with their heads down. There is actually a special reclining chair for shampooing here?

The little brother who washed his hair seemed to see his doubts, and explained while flushing the water:

"Don't look at our Brother Lu with his big dreadlocks, non-mainstream clothes, and awkward speech, but he is a good man."

"He knows that old people tend to get dizzy and backache when they bend over and lower their heads to wash their hair. Brother Lu also knows that most of the old people here come to have haircuts, so he bought this set of equipment."

The two were chatting, when the curtain was suddenly opened a crack, and a dirty braid came in, "Brother Tongtong, how about I wash your hair for you?"

"No, no need."

"no need."

His and Shen Chao's inner and outer voices came almost simultaneously.

The difference is that He Qiutong's voice is a little stiff, while Shen Chao's voice is cold.

Dirty Braid was pulled out, and after a while, Shen Chao opened the curtain and came in.

The man's face was still a little dark, and He Qiutong had hardly seen Shen Chao's expression before, knowing that the jar of vinegar had been overturned, he felt a little amused.

Shen Chao nodded and said to the little brother standing there washing his hair: "Let me wash his hair, you can go outside to help."

He Qiutong's eyes widened when he heard the words, but there were foam and drops of water on his head, which made it inconvenient for him to get up.

The little brother smiled and said "OK", lifted the curtain and left, and now only he and Shen Chao are left in this small space.

He Qiutong couldn't move his head, so he could only tell Shen Chao's position with his ears. The other party had a class today, and he was wearing a formal suit, a casual suit and leather shoes.

He can still engrave that photo in his mind now.

The mottled sunlight outside the window fell on the blackboard, and also fell on the frame of the man's gold-rimmed eyes, refracting the sparkling light.

The man took off his suit jacket, leaving only a white shirt with the cuffs rolled up to his arms.

Shen Chao propped his arms on the podium to give lectures, and smooth muscle lines can be vaguely seen under the fabric...

He Qiutong was thinking about it, but his eyes were dazzled by the light on the top.

The picture of hooking people in class gradually dissipated in his mind, and the moist feeling on his hair reminded him: Shen Chao is going to wash your hair.

The sound of leather shoes hitting the floor pierced He Qiutong's cochlea one after another, and it was Shen Chao walking towards him step by step.

He Qiutong rolled his Adam's apple nervously, for some reason, the fact that Shen Chao washed his hair himself made him very uncomfortable.

He stared blankly at the ceiling until Shen Chao's face came into his sight.He Qiutong looked at Shen Chao from top to bottom, but he didn't expect that the man from this angle was also very good-looking.

Shen Chao's narrow and slightly cool eyes are slightly bent at this time, the coldness no longer exists, but filled with a gentle smile,

"Boyfriend will wash your hair himself."