The weakling is reborn: the delicate one comes into my arms

"what!"

Tang Mi walked out of the bathroom angrily.

Tang Jiao had just picked up his pajamas and was about to take a shower when he was stopped by Tang Mi.

She used a black garbage bag to carry Tang Jiao's wig as if picking up dirty things, and almost hit Tang Jiao's face.

"Sister, can you consider other people's feelings? Are you hanging this thing in the bathroom to scare me to death?"

Tang Jiao sighed: "I just said I was going to take a shower, but I just came out to get my pajamas."

"Then you can't just leave it on the sink like this, it's so dirty!"

Tang Mi crumpled the wig into a ball and threw it on the ground, with disgust in her eyes, and waved her hand, as if she wanted to cut off the hand that had touched something dirty.

Tang Jiao's expression turned bad, and he said coldly: "Tang Mi, are you looking for trouble?"

"What, do you think your parents will still accommodate you in everything like before?" Tang Mi said as if she had eaten a firecracker, "Then try it, do you want to faint on the spot!"

Tang Zhongyi and his wife rushed over from the living room when they heard the noise.

"What are you two sisters arguing about? Mimi, how could you throw your sister's hair on the ground? Pick it up quickly!" Tang Zhongyi said a little angrily.

"I don't! Who let her throw it around by herself?"

Fang Fang picked up the wig, patted it, gave it to Tang Jiao and advised, "Stop arguing, there's something going on here. Tang Tang, go take a bath."

Tang Jiao was kept silent by Fang Fang's cold face. He was pushed into the bathroom by Fang Fang and closed the door.

"Hey, Old Tang, please stop talking about her. Today, Mimi's class teacher called and talked about her grades. It's not the third year of junior high anymore, and she's worried."

"She also knows that she is in the third grade of junior high school. She doesn't take school seriously all day long, and she makes trouble every day to go to Jingsheng. Can she just go to Jingsheng?"

"Hey, keep your voice down! The child will feel uncomfortable after hearing this. Besides, weren't you asking A Ming to inquire..."

Tang Jiao stood in the bathroom without the lights on, looking at the wig that was a mess of twine, and clenched his hands.

She closed her eyes and took a few deep breaths, then gritted her teeth and pulled the wig with both hands, trying to smooth her hair.

But this is different from real hair after all. It is messy and tangled, and it is difficult to untie it. No matter how hard you try to straighten it out, you end up with a bunch of dead knots.

Tang Jiao took out a pair of scissors and squatted on the ground to cut.

I originally wanted to cut off the knotted areas, but there were too many, so I accidentally cut off a few bunches.

Tang Jiao looked at the hair that fell to the ground in silence.

Suddenly, another large cut was made with a click, and a few more pieces were scattered on the ground.

Tang Jiao felt that the thing stuck in his chest was smoother. No wonder there is a saying of "cutting the knot with a sharp knife".

A little cool.

She held the scissors and pursed her lips.

I don't know what I thought of, I opened the scissors and simply cut off the entire wig from the top.

"Crack."

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This morning, everyone who just arrived in the classroom felt that something was not right. The classroom was much quieter than usual. Everyone seemed to be eating breakfast or reading books seriously, but they seemed to be absent-minded and looking around.

Lin Haojie rarely woke up early, walked into the classroom while chewing a bun, and glanced at his seat out of habit.

ho!good guy!

Tang Jiao has been wearing a hat since the beginning of school. Now he has taken off all his "arms". He no longer wears the hat, the gauze on his forehead has been removed, and his whole head and face are clean.

This is quite normal.

The point is!Where's the hair!Why is there no hair!

Only the hair is so short that only the blue stubble can be seen?Shoveled overnight?

I’ve seen girls cut their hair short in high school. Even the male classmates who don’t know how to behave themselves are not willing to cut their hair so bald. In Hong Kong movies, this hairstyle is often referred to as “just released from prison”. The villain "Two Five Boys".

The short inches gave off a "bad feeling", but the girl's delicate and beautiful facial features weakened the arrogance and made her look cold and handsome. Together with Tang Jiao's expressionless expression, she was eating buns with her eyes downcast.

Hey, don't say it, don't say it, classmate Tang Jiao's cold face index has gone up to three stars!

Bull!As expected of a transfer student, a newborn calf is not afraid of tigers and dares to challenge the reputation of the dean.

Lin Haojie's spirit of gossip was burning brightly, but the atmosphere in the class was eerily quiet. He cleared his throat awkwardly and found that everyone else in the class was like him, curious but afraid to stare blatantly and sneakily. Evil.

His mind instantly became balanced, and he walked to his seat pretending that nothing happened, and sat down, preparing to take advantage of the geographical advantage to continue observing.

When he raised his head, his eyes widened in shock and he was completely dumbfounded.

Tang Ziao was chewing on his second meat bun.

She knew that people were constantly looking at her, sizing her up, and making small comments.

However, compared to her client, others seemed to be more surprised and embarrassed when they first met.

Tang Jiao had been doing some mental construction on the way out this morning.

Even enjoying the hardships, now even if she is not related to Xiao Jingchuan, she is still the focus of everyone's attention.

After all, it's really hard not to notice, and it's ugly to watch.

Tang Jiao smiled bitterly and shook his head, his mind couldn't help but go back to the day when the stitches were removed.

She pursed her lips and shouted for a mirror, but Fang Fang couldn't resist and took out the small mirror hidden in the drawer.

Looking at the pale bald boy in the mirror, there was also the ugly mark on his head that was as hideous as a centipede, deep red, with teeth and claws spread out, as if blood would burst out at any time.The ravine that could not be ignored was like an abyss that would open in the next second and swallow her completely.

It was a long wound left from the craniotomy.

It extends from the side of the head to the ears. It cannot be seen clearly from the front, but from the left side, it is an arc of nearly 10 centimeters. Even after a long period of psychological preparation, the 16-year-old Tang Jiao finally couldn't help but look at it in front of him. The doctors and nurses cried.

For a little girl of this age, who doesn’t love beauty?

When I was a child, a bunch of my hair was stuck to chewing gum, and my mother would cry all night when I cut off a small section with scissors, not to mention the shaved head, which left a terrible scar.

Wasn't her life cut off by this scar?

I fell ill for no apparent reason and stayed in the hospital for a long time. Every day was a painful examination, taking medicine, and injections. When I didn’t have a headache, I had to read, do homework, and write papers that were increasingly difficult to understand. I had to go back as soon as my condition was stable. During the school exam, I finally waited for the doctor to give the nod for surgery. My long hair was shaved off, leaving such a terrible wound. It hurt like a hissing, as if a monster was gnawing at the seam of the bone.

And for all this, she had no choice.

Tang Jiao originally just sobbed silently and shed tears. He couldn't hold back his tears as he thought about it, and finally turned into howling. His tears fell as if they were free, and his red nose and bald head appeared in the mirror. The ugly monster was crying with her.

Fang Fang and Song Yizhong were both frightened, fearing that she would become emotional and cry.

Later, it was Dr. Zhu who took the mirror away from her hand, gently put a hospital hat on her, and gently guided her.

"Look, Xiao Tang, the little girl's hair grows very fast. It will be here in half a year and can be covered."

Dr. Zhu raised his hand and gestured under his ear, and then said:

"You are young and recover quickly. If you continue to cry, the wound will hurt even more at night. All wounds will become scabbed. This scar appears to protect you from being healthy in the future. There is nothing to be afraid of."

"You have to remember that being alive and healthy is better than anything else."

Tang Jiao gradually stopped crying. He had not yet recovered from the huge blow. He was sobbing habitually. His thin body was shaking, his eyes and nose were red, and he was stunned.

Fang Fang, who was watching from the side, was also worried and couldn't help turning her back to wipe her tears. Her husband, Tang Zhongyi, supported her and his own eyes were red.

Dr. Zhu didn't say anything more. After completing a few examinations and giving careful instructions, he walked away.