I am fortunate to have you for the rest of my life

The next day was the weekend, and Chi Chongyang was falling asleep when he was suddenly startled by the ringing of the phone.

He endured the anger of getting up and answered the phone. As soon as the phone was connected, Wu Si's voice came, "Chi Chongyang, Chi Chongyang, I'll go to your house to find you." Wu Si shouted happily.

"What are you doing here?"

"Show you something."

"Look at what?"

"You'll know later, I'm taking a taxi and heading to your place, don't go out." Wu Si shouted and hung up the phone.

Chi Chongyang got up to wash up, tidied up the house, was sitting on the sofa drinking a carton of milk when the doorbell rang.

Chi Chongyang took the milk and went to open the door. As soon as the door opened, Chi Chongyang pressed hard on the box of milk, and it splashed all over the floor.

"Wu Si, why are you crazy?" Chi Chongyang roared.

"How is it? Does it look good?" Wu Si said with a smile.

"What a fart." Chi Chongyang dragged Wu Si into the room.

It's no wonder that Chi Chongyang is angry, good boy, elementary school bully, Wu Si's refreshing black hair has been dyed silvery white at the moment. . . . .

"Who made you do this."

"In this way, we will be the same." Wu Si said as a matter of course.

"Why do you want to be like me?"

"I hate what the dean said. You see, my hair has been dyed. I'm not stupid. I study well, so he should climb the tree." Wu Si pouted, and then smiled, "Besides, You always say that we are not the same kind of people. Although you have started to study and you are working hard to make us become the same kind of people, it should take a while before the grades can be improved. I should work hard before that, you Look at this, not only are we the same internally, we are all good students, but also externally, we are all... well, so uninhibited."

Wu Si's words warmed Chi Chongyang's heart, and he was about to say something when he turned his head and saw Wu Si's ear, which was red at the moment, with a stud on one side of the earlobe.

Chi Chongyang exploded again, "Did you get your ears pierced?"

"Yeah, people who have their ears pierced say they look good. They say I look like a Korean. Hehehehe..." Wu Si smirked, "We can wear the same earrings in the future, you wear the left side, I Take the right side, I'm a little excited when I think about it."

"You're so excited, don't move." Chi Chongyang pressed Wu Si.

"What?"

"I picked it up for you."

"Why did you pick it off? It hurt so much." Wu Si yelled, covering his ears.

"Yeah, you know it hurts too. It hurts even more if you don't pick it off for two days. If you want to move, I'll squeeze it off for you."

"Hey, don't pick it up, keep one, leave one for me, we still have a pair."

Chi Chongyang stopped his movements and looked at Wu Si. The two were very close, breathing intertwined, and the atmosphere was ambiguous. Chi Chongyang smiled and asked, "Do you want to bring a pair with me?"

"That's right." Wu Si still didn't feel any better, and continued, "Leave me the one on the left. When the time comes, you can take the one on the right. I insist on licking my cheeks to be friends with you, but you haven't agreed yet. Well, if we can wear the same earrings, it will appear that we are closer." Wu Si whispered.

Chi Chongyang sighed and said, "I'm telling you now, I promise to be friends with you, and I can't keep any earrings. Also, come with me to dye my hair back."

"I don't want it." Wu Si pounced on the sofa like an ostrich, covering his head, "I don't want to dye it back, I want to be like you."

"I said we are friends now, you don't have to be like me anymore." Chi Chongyang grabbed Wu Si's arm, trying to get his head out.

"I don't care. I just want to be like you. I plan to go shopping with you later. I want to buy the same clothes as you."

"Buy the same clothes?"

"That's right, look at people who have a good relationship, they all wear the same style." Wu Si said excitedly, forgot to hide his hair, straightened up and said, "Anyway, we are all friends, so it would be nice to wear the same style. "

Chi Chongyang was laughed at by Wu Si, "Then do you know that the same clothes can be called not only the same style, but what else can they be called?"

"What?" Wu Si asked stupidly.

"Forget it." Chi Chongyang wiped Wu Si's hair and said, "Follow me to dye my hair back first."

Chi Chongyang ignored Wu Si's resistance, took the keys, mobile phone and wallet, and dragged Wu Si out of the house.

Wu Si made a fuss all the way, but was suppressed by Chi Chongyang's force.

"You are really sent by heaven to torture me." Chi Chongyang said looking at Wu Si who was constantly tossing.

With this sentence, Wu Si didn't say anything anymore, he didn't want to be the one who tortured him.So he was aggrieved and dragged by Chi Chongyang to the barber shop.

"Boss, make his hair black and cut it shorter." Chi Chongyang said.

"Humph", ╭(╯^╰)╮Wu Si turned his head and ignored Chi Chongyang, who knows, Chi Chongyang sat on the barber seat next to him and said, "Dye mine black too and cut it short."

Wu Si suddenly turned his head to look at Chi Chongyang, "You..."

"Now, you are the same as me, are you satisfied? Wu Si, let me tell you, a room full of teachers surrounded me and asked me to dye my hair, but I didn't dye it. Do you think you were sent by God to torture me? .”

"Then don't dye it, it's fine with us."

"What a fart." Chi Chongyang came to a conclusion and said to the barber, "Come on, let's dye it."

The two of them had just washed their hair and were cutting it when Chi Chongyang's cell phone rang, and it was Huizi who called.

"Boss, what are you doing? Are you free today? Let's make an appointment. The Internet cafe is waiting for you. It's been a long time since I started." Huizi said.

"What's the matter, I'm doing my hair."

"Didn't you say you won't dye your hair back?" Huizi was quite surprised.

"It's not your Brother Wu." Chi Chongyang said helplessly, "I'll tell you later, I won't talk to you anymore because my hair is dripping." After speaking, he hung up the phone.