chaotic beauty gl

Chi Chengnan's call came too timely, Xiao Huan knew that I was going to meet my blind date, and was so happy that I was able to get rid of Zhang Chuning, who was on two boats, so he made an appointment for me in a beauty salon for a skin care spa in advance.

Xiao Huan is an old customer of this beauty salon, and the beautician is naturally no stranger to Xiao Huan, but seeing the silver-white hair of the woman behind Xiao Huan made her slightly stunned.

In the service industry, in addition to being eloquent and eloquent to please customers, you must also know how to read words and expressions.Seeing her desolate demeanor, the beautician didn't dare to talk to her, but everyone has a love of beauty, so she couldn't help but look at her many times.

I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror with a sallow face, and I was a useless person at best, with my fingers resting on the ends of my hair, I asked, "Can I cut my hair here?"

The beautician didn't expect her to ask this question for a while. It seemed that she was about to cut off her silvery white hair. She stopped her movements immediately and noticed that the customer frowned slightly as if she was not happy. Then she quickly responded: "Yes."

"This way, please." The beautician stopped for a while, and she took the degree of preference of the customer, and said, "Should you cut it short?"

I nodded, and the beautician regretted: "That's a pity." As soon as the words came out, she realized that she had said something wrong, but she couldn't tell what the customer was thinking, so she had to spy on her expression through the not so bright elevator.

The semi-professional attire is very capable and intellectual. The ironed small suit jacket is clean and tidy, and the solid-color crew neck sweater is worn inside. The suit pants outline the slender and slender legs.

Because of the spa treatment she had just done, her sallow complexion glowed with new vitality, but her sharp chin betrayed her frailty, and her bright and sharp eyes seemed to be able to see through other people's minds in an instant.

The moment the two looked at each other, the beautician looked away in embarrassment. She stepped out of the elevator, made a gesture, and bowed slightly: "This is—"

"That's it." I pointed to the neutral hair in the picture, and covered the hairstyle album.

The well-educated hair stylist didn't say much. He simply asked a few questions about the client's needs. After reaching a consensus with them, he sighed in his heart. It's a pity to just cut off such beautiful hair.

When Xiao Huan came over, the hair stylist had already started cutting her hair. She moved her lips, trying to say something, but in the end she didn't say anything.

I told her to follow the car, then frowned and asked, "Want to go together?"

Xiao Huan shrugged helplessly: "I made an appointment with Little Sheep there." She hesitated for a moment and said, "Liu Xu liked your long hair very much before."

"Yeah." I nodded, "She likes it."

"Okay, why did you cut it?"

Everyone is growing up—and so is Xiao Huan, she knows how to turn rounds, instead of asking sharp questions.

If the clock is turned back, she will probably question her in a sharp voice.

——Didn't you agree to keep Liu Xu's favorite long hair?

——Didn't you say that you would protect Liu Xu like a jade?

——Didn't you agree to stop drinking for Liu Xu?

——It’s not good.

During the traffic lights, I turned my head to look at her, always feeling that she had something to hide from me.Xiao Huan felt guilty when I saw it, she pouted: "I don't mean anything else, I just think it's a pity to suddenly cut my long hair after taking care of it for so many years."

I sharply pointed out the key points: "Okay, why are you mentioning her?"

"Okay." Xiao Huan raised her hand to promise: "I will never mention her name again." She hurriedly ended the topic: "Green light, green light."

Liu Xu's death has caused Xiao Huan to fall into a dilemma. She doesn't want An An to forget Liu Xu, and she doesn't want An An to remember Liu Xu.This kind of contradictory psychological conflict must choose one.

From the perspective of others, even knowing the 14-year friendship between the two, they still cannot understand Xiao Huan's actions.Because no one knew, the call six years ago changed the trajectory of her life.

Xiao Huan kept his thoughts in his mind and fell silent.

When I came to the restaurant, Chi Chengnan had already arrived. He handed me the menu in a gentlemanly manner, and ordered two dishes casually.Then I heard him ask, "Are you with friends?"

I don't want to explain too much: "By the way."

Chi Chengnan took a sip of tea and moisturized his throat: "I have an appointment with my aunt."

I frowned suddenly: "You didn't tell me in advance."

"Sorry. I was just worried you wouldn't come."

"It's not necessary." I calmed down, "The relationship between me and you was caused by the two elders. If it weren't for you and me to be lax and negligent, how could they have the illusion that there is a possibility between us."

"What are you going to do?" Chi Chengnan asked.

"Simply neat."

Chi Chengnan frowned, slightly annoyed: "My mother has high blood pressure, take it easy." He asked again: "Is it a straightforward confession?"

"Ok?"

Chi Chengnan calmed down: "You are gay."

"Not really." I said quietly.

Chi Chengnan was choked by this sudden sentence, he calmly said, "Are you reminding me that I still have a chance?"

I was about to push the words back, when I glanced at Zhang Chuning coming up the stairs, I was a little surprised, and soon returned to normal.The keen Chi Chengnan has already noticed, he followed my line of sight, worried for me.

"Do you want to explain clearly?"

I stirred my coffee and answered absently, "No."

Tian Yun pinched her daughter's thigh under the table, her eyes blamed her for being ignorant, perming and dyeing a non-mainstream hairstyle-she really couldn't appreciate her silver-white shiny hair.

And that super-short hair, lacking the charm of a woman's elegance, a tomboy who looks like a tomboy from beginning to end.

"Mom." I moved my chopsticks: "Eat more."

My mother changed hands to pick up food for Chi Chengnan, and smiled like a daisy: "Chengnan, eat more."

"Yo." Chi Chengnan's mother said, "An'an hasn't had a good rest recently? Her complexion is so bad. I'll be free soon, and ask Chengnan to take you to relax. Liuhua Xuejing is very suitable for young people—"

Chi Chengnan interrupted his mother: "Mom, it's not that you don't know the nature of my job, so how can you say such unreliable things."

"I don't want to go to the easy and decent job of a TV host, but I have to go to the police station to become a criminal police officer. I don't know who I inherited from my stubborn brain, but this face, inherited from me, clearly has the capital to be a host."

"Sigh." Tian Yun put down her chopsticks: "A criminal police officer is not that bad even if he is fed by the emperor. Thankfully, Chengnan sacrificed his life to save An'an six years ago. Fortunately, Chengnan is here. I think he is a criminal policeman, just two words, reliable. "

Cheng Nan's mother was elated when she heard it, and started talking: "The two of them are not young anymore, in my opinion, their marriage—"

"Mom." Chi Chengnan interrupted her, and turned to look at Tian Yun: "Auntie, today I asked you to meet to talk about this matter."

"You already have an idea? That's good." Both of them smiled.

"An'an and I are not suitable."

"It's suitable everywhere." Both of them disagreed: "It's enough to get along with the relationship."

Chi Chengnan had a headache, and I also had a headache—the attitude of the two elders was like this, firmly believing that there was just a lack of fire between us, as long as you add a few sticks of firewood to the stove, how can there be water that cannot be boiled?

"Feelings are hard to come by." I looked sideways, looked in Zhang Chuning's direction, withdrew my gaze, and said quietly, "What's more, I already have someone I like."

The atmosphere became tense, and my mother was trembling while clutching the chopsticks, and it took a long time to catch her breath: "You must piss me off!"

"I don't want to piss you off either. Besides, who can I blame for this?"

My mother put down the chopsticks with a snap, and Chengnan's mother also stared at me tightly.I was sitting on pins and needles, like a villain who committed a heinous crime, waiting for the punishment I deserved.

Just as Chi Chengnan was about to break the dull atmosphere, my mother suddenly asked sharply, "Why didn't you tell me earlier when you have a date!"

"Gah?"

"If you have an object, why didn't you say it earlier! Isn't this delaying the south of the city! He has a strong root, and the girls who like him are full of cars! What is this called! You have to piss me off! If you have an object, don't tell me ! If you have a partner, just say it! Ah!"

I was also confused by her attitude, and was speechless by her yelling.Fortunately, Chi Chengnan made a circle for me: "Auntie, I'm to blame for this, I didn't tell you guys clearly. Since An'an is not interested in me and has someone he likes, it's just a waste of time to continue to torment."

Chengnan's mother had a sudden myocardial infarction: "Hey, hello!" She patted Chi Chengnan with tears in her eyes: "Look at An'an! They all have a partner! Why haven't you! Why haven't you! Come tomorrow, you can hold your grandson You have to be mad at me too!"

"Auntie." I whispered, "I like girls."

Both Chi Chengnan and I wondered if we had been tricked by our own mother: If you don't advance, you will retreat.Later, it turned out that we were really tricked by our own mother—my mother smiled and accepted the fact that I had a partner, and Chengnan's mother cried bitterly.

"Female." Tian Yun stuffed a mouthful of vegetables into my mouth, and asked with a smile: "What's the name of the object? Where is he from? Have you met the object's parents? When will you bring them back for us to meet?"

I choose my words: "It's just someone I like."

"Then go after it!" My mother pinched my face: "Look at how thin you have been these days? If the object doesn't dislike me, I will dislike it for her—it won't work!"

"Mom." The sharp decline in the situation made me hold my forehead and sigh: "I just like it!"

"What does that matter?" My mother hated me for not being up to date: "Bai Bia, you look so good-looking!"

I sincerely: "The other party is a girl."

My mother was silent for a while, and said: "You let me take it easy."

After a while, my mood fell to the bottom, and my mother's low mood made me blame myself. I shouldn't say such a big impact all at once, I should lay the groundwork step by step, step by step.

She didn't have any mental preparations, and I didn't expect her to say hello softly, or even prepare her to get angry.

"Where is your partner? What does it look like?" My mother asked.

It's not an object—it's just like it.Forget it, too lazy to correct: "He's a pretty good-looking guy."

"Where are you from?"

"native."

"Oh." My mother responded, and she held my hand: "There is nothing to say, you two love each other—"

"Yeah." I nodded, thanking my mother for her support, and then I heard her ask, "Does your dad know?"

"Didn't tell."

"Okay, I'll tell him later."

I worried: "What if he loses his temper?"

"What are you worried about? I'm with your mother, and he doesn't dare to object." My mother said again: "No matter what, find someone to live a good life."

"Yes." I rolled my eyes and said again: "Mom, let me go, my partner is going to the bathroom."

The author has something to say:

It feels crooked.

self-abuse.

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