An Accident in Broad Daylight

An appointment was made to get a haircut, but Yi Zhe missed the appointment.

In the afternoon, just as he packed up and was about to go out, the door of his house was slammed.He was startled, and was walking towards the door with his brows furrowed. A few steps away, Xiang Xiyou opened the door disheveled and disheveled.A pair of pajamas was loosely draped over his body, and there were dark circles under his eyes, which were so large that they were frighteningly large.

"Open the door in 7 minutes," Xiang Xiyue pulled her chapped lips, "Try opening 1 minute earlier, I'll kill you."

Yi Zhe stopped in his tracks.

Xiang Xiyue has always kept her word. Of course she did not really kill you when she said "kill you", but she can use various methods to make you feel that life is worse than death.During Yi Zhe's most rebellious and struggling period, he tried to challenge Xiang Xiyue who said such words, but in the end he was forced by Xiang Xiyue to be like her, swearing endlessly, even being indifferent to irrelevant people. Love and thin clothes, no chance to say the most unpleasant and hurtful words that can sting the other party.When he wakes up, he understands what Xiang Xiyue means by "death" - she uses Yi Zhe's most disgusting behavior to influence Yi Zhe to do the same disgusting thing involuntarily.Getting along day and night, blood relationship, everything is mixed together, forcing Yi Zhe to have nowhere to retreat in a subtle way.

It was also from then on that he no longer wanted to conflict with the lunatic.

There are still 3 minutes before the time agreed with Xu Tangcheng.

Yi Zhe looked at the door that was still being smashed with loud noises, and suddenly felt out of breath.He turned on his cell phone and sent a message to Xu Tangcheng, saying something and telling him not to go out.

Soon, Xu Tangcheng replied "OK" and asked, "Do you need help?"

This kind of movement was probably heard not only by Xu Tangcheng's family, but also by the entire corridor.Thinking of Zhou Hui's enthusiastically giving him all bean paste yesterday, Yi Zhe couldn't help but wonder what Zhou Hui would be chattering about at home now, whether he would watch the farce outside the door through the cat's eyes.

Opening the door of Xiang Xiying's room again, she seemed to be a different person.Also because of her influence, Yi Zhe thought for a long time that all women are like Xiang Xiyue, who can put on delicate makeup, change into a whole body of clothes, fully armed, and completely change their appearance in 7 minutes.

Ignoring Yi Zhe on the sofa, Xiang Xiyi walked to the door with her high-heeled shoes, and opened the door.

In Yi Zhe's memory, Xiang Xiyi's rotten love debts have never stopped, and he has always judged unilaterally that she owes them all.It's much better now. When Xiang Xiyou just got divorced, men would come to her door almost every now and then, performing all kinds of "I can't lose you" dramas. Some were sensational, and some were violent like today. of.

Yi Zhe heard her snort, and her posture was full of contempt: "Why, is the dog in the water running here and begging for mercy? Isn't it ugly?"

When it comes to cursing, Yi Zhe believes that no one can win against Xiang Xiyue, so he quietly listened to Xiang Xiyue at the door slowly opening fire, every sentence was upgraded, and he even felt a little sympathetic to the man who was scolded as worthless .

Until he heard a crisp sound.

Yi Zhe was stunned, and looked towards the door—Xiang Xiyue's face was turned to one side, and her long hair was hanging down, so she couldn't see clearly what was going on with her face.

Without even thinking about it, instinctively, Yi Zhe jumped up quickly, rushed to the door, and pulled Xiang Xiwen behind him.

At the same time, the door to the opposite room opened. Xu Tangcheng held his cell phone and faced the chaos at the door with a calm face.

Yi Zhe let go of his tightly clenched fist.Xiang Xiyi came back to her senses, immediately pushed him away, and kicked the man's leg.The heel of the high-heeled shoes was sharp, and the man howled immediately, his expression changed from the pain.

"You fucking dare to hit me, dog?" Xiang Xiyi raised his foot and wanted to kick, but was pulled back by Yi Zhe.

Xu Tangcheng spoke slowly from behind: "The police station is just opposite the community. After so many years, everyone knows each other very well..."

He looked at Yi Zhe and asked calmly, "Do you need to call the police?"

The man was obviously not some desperate ruthless guy, under Xiang Xipi's continuous cursing and kicking, the base of his neck was red with pain and anger, and his arrogance soon weakened.

"Fuck, bitch, just wait for me."

"I'll wait for your mother to fuck me, I'll wait for you to piss and look like a dog now!"

Yi Zhe stopped the woman who had been struggling all the time, feeling so powerless all over her body, Xiang Xiying's waving arm was swaying in front of his eyes, her body would inevitably hit him continuously, everything seemed like Crazy, uncontrollable.This state made his anxiety quickly reach its peak.In the confusion, he saw Zhou Hui appearing behind Xu Tangcheng, staring at them with a fixed expression. Behind him, there was a man with gray hair who was also looking at the door curiously.It was Xu Tangcheng's grandma, whom Yi Zhe knew.

Two doors, but it seems to be two worlds.

Finally, Yi Zhe couldn't bear the contrast. He lowered his head, freed up a hand, and slammed the door hard.

After the loud noise, Xiang Xiyi also suddenly stopped moving. She gave Yi Zhe a silent look, broke away from him, and walked back to the house step by step.Yi Zhe stayed by the door alone, staring at her leaving back in a daze.I don't know if it was my illusion just now, when Xiang Xiyao pulled his hand away, the slender and pale fingers seemed to be shaking.

Yi Zhe didn't contact Xu Tangcheng again, he was lying on the bed alone, thinking about various things.Thoughts were a little hazy, but they never stopped.After lying down for an unknown amount of time, he heard the sound of children firing cannons outside the window. In the interval of the sound of cannons, he even clutched the quilt and fell into a drowsy sleep.

When I opened my eyes again, it was already half dark.There was no movement at home, Yi Zhe glanced at the shoe rack, and then went out again.

He hadn't eaten all day and was almost exhausted from hunger. He went to the kitchen and poured himself another glass of cold water. He put on his clothes and opened the door.

The sensor light in the corridor turned on when he opened the door. On the side of the door, Xu Tangcheng stood against the wall with his pockets in his pockets, his head hanging down, wondering what he was thinking.

Yi Zhe was stunned, with his hands hanging in the air, forgetting to close the door.

"Brother Tang Cheng."

Xu Tangcheng looked up, looked at him and smiled, then waved his phone at him, and said, "I haven't been able to reach you."

Yi Zhe touched his trouser pocket and took out his mobile phone. Sure enough, there was a screen full of missed calls and short messages.He didn't know when the phone was muted by him.

"Aunt Xiang went out just now and said you were sleeping." After a short pause, Xu Tangcheng continued, "I see that her face has subsided and there is nothing more to see."

Yi Zhe didn't speak immediately, but silently locked the door and put the key in his pocket.

"It doesn't matter to me whether the swelling goes away or not."

How much, it all has the meaning of breaking the jar.Xu Tangcheng listened and sighed in his heart.

Yi Zhe didn't know how long he had been waiting here, but the way Xu Tangcheng looked at him made him very uncomfortable.He is not a child, and he does not want so much sympathy and pity from him.In front of the people he cares about, he wants to be strong and invincible, but unfortunately, things go against his will.

Suppressing the soreness rising up in his throat, Yi Zhe said softly, "I'm fine, brother Tang Cheng, go back quickly."

Xu Tangcheng still leaned there and looked at him quietly.

Yi Zhe was defeated by such sight and turned his head away.

"Do you still want to cut your hair?" After a long time, Xu Tangcheng stood up straight and smiled.He turned on his phone and looked at the time: "The barber shop is still open now."

The two irrelevant sentences made the soreness that had receded come back roaringly.The corridor was so quiet that it could accommodate the breathing symphony, and there was always Xu Tangcheng living in Yi Zhe's peripheral vision.

There were a lot of people in the barber shop today. After entering the door, Yi Zhe found that he had to wait for a long time. He explained to Xu Tangcheng apologetically: "There are not so many people usually."

Xu Tangcheng was not surprised: "It's been like this for the past few days. Isn't it true that there is no haircut in the first month? Everyone rushes to cut their hair at the end of the twelfth lunar month."

"Why don't you cut your hair in the first month?"

Unexpectedly, Yi Zhe would not know this, Xu Tangcheng thought for a while, and explained: "Actually, this is a bit superstitious. It is said that the first month cuts off the head and dies old, and the homonym is unlucky."

Yi Zhe didn't understand immediately, he repeated the words several times in his mind before he understood what it meant.He let out an "oh", and realized that he had thought too long.Looking at the bustling scene in the store, he couldn't help wondering if he was the only one who didn't know about it.

Xu Tangcheng noticed that he fell silent again, raised his hand and grabbed his sleeve, tugging: "Let's go sit there and wait."

After waiting for a while, finally there was a place, and Yi Zhe pushed Xu Tangcheng to cut it first.Before taking his seat, Xu Tangcheng secretly stood beside Yi Zhe, brushing his hair, and said to Yi Zhe in a low voice, "Be careful, don't let him cut off my sideburns."

"Huh?" Yi Zhe didn't hear clearly, and turned his head slightly.

Xu Tangcheng gestured on the side of his face: "Temples, show me my temples."

This time, Yi Zhe understood. Although he was not proficient in this business, he immediately nodded honestly and sat down in the rest area behind Xu Tangcheng.He watched him wrap the cloth around him, leaving only one head outside, and the broken bangs were combed to the front by the barber, covering his forehead with moisture.

After talking to the barber for a few words, Xu Tangcheng closed his eyes and let his hands play with his hair.The barber shop was very noisy, and there were all kinds of pop music floating in the air. Yi Zhe saw a handful of hairs being cut off from Xu Tangcheng's head and falling to the ground one after another.In such a picture, he clearly saw the peace and quiet of time, and how it progressed slowly.

When Xu Tangcheng was about to finish cutting his hair, a barber came and asked Yi Zhe to wash his hair. Yi Zhe looked at Xu Tangcheng in front of him, raised his head and said, "I'll wait, let someone else cut it first."

There are always only those who are impatient in the queue, but not the ones who are not cut.The barber thought it was funny, made a few jokes, and went to call other customers.

Thanks to Yi Zhemo's move, he and Xu Tangcheng ended up using a barber.Xu Tangcheng's sideburns were not lost, but the original vacancy in the rest area had been lost, but he didn't mind it, so he simply stood around Yi Zhe all the time.

Xu Tangcheng closed his eyes reassuringly when he cut his own hair. Regardless of it, it was Yi Zhe's turn, but he was much more excited than the client. He walked around Yi Zhe several times, discussing with the barber how to cut it better. .

"How about cutting the back of your head shorter, especially the lower part, I think you should look better with this cut." Xu Tangcheng asked, bowing beside Yi Zhe, looking at the person in the mirror.

"can."

Yi Zhe was also looking at him through the mirror, but he didn't know how to cut the back of his head to look good.But Xu Tangcheng said it looks good, so it should be good-looking.

Yi Zhe is very satisfied with the final hairstyle, and has never been so satisfied in so many years.He and Xu Tangcheng looked left and right in the mirror. Xu Tangcheng even took a picture of the back of Yi Zhe's head with his mobile phone and showed it to him.Before going out, the two stood shoulder to shoulder and plucked the broken hair hanging on their faces in front of the mirror.Xu Tangcheng tidied himself up, and turned his head just in time to see a hair at Yi Zhe's temple.

"Don't move." He stretched out his hand, pinched this small section of stubborn hair between his fingers, and then brushed it to the ground.

When I walked out of the barbershop, it was already nine o'clock in the evening, but people kept coming into the shop at this time, and there were even girls who wanted to have their hair permed.Xu Tangcheng told Yi Zhe that barbershops usually stay open late in the past few days. In contrast, the first month is almost a holiday for barbers.

Even if it's just a folk saying that was circulated at some time, just to avoid homonyms, it's the first time Yi Zhe has experienced such a ceremonial thing.

"After cutting your hair, you can count as resigning from the old age." At an intersection, Xu Tangcheng looked at the red light in front of him and asked Yi Zhe, "Do you know what resigning from the old is?"

Yi Zhe nodded.Say goodbye to the old and welcome the new.

Xu Tangcheng still didn't stop talking, he even took out his pocket and handed Yi Zhe a cigarette.

A cigarette was ejected from the cigarette case, and he suddenly looked at Yi Zhe and smiled, "I don't have a soft bag of Zhonghua."

This obvious teasing made Yi Zhe momentarily at a loss for what to say.He looked back at the person in front of him with complicated eyes, and saw him smile even wider.

"Farewell to the old, it means that no matter how messy things are this year, they have all been cut off just now."

The lighter showed a flame, Xu Tangcheng came over and lit cigarettes for Yi Zhe and himself.The two took a puff each, Xu Tangcheng exhaled a smoke ring, raised his head and looked at the top of his head.

Yi Zhe also looked up after him.

The night sky is dark, but another kind of bright and lofty.

"Next year is a brand new year." Xu Tangcheng said.