spring will not wither

Mingyue asked Mu Qingfeng and herself to have their hair cut when they had time on weekends.

Although the wound on Mingyue's forehead was healed early, it still left a little mark, because he was a boy, his parents thought it was okay to leave this mark, so they didn't care about asking him to remove the scar.

Looking at his small scar, Mu Qingfeng thought about asking him to undergo a small cosmetic surgery to remove the scar, but Mingyue herself was not happy, and said, "Such a small scar is fine, just comb the bangs a little and it will be fine." Covering up, there is no need to go for cosmetic surgery, besides, I'm not a girl, so I don't need to care about my face so much."

It's not easy for Mu Qingfeng to talk about him, but he often kisses his forehead and kisses his scar, just a little bit, but Mu Qingfeng will always remember that this is the injury he suffered for himself.

In the hairdresser, Mingyue sat down, originally just wanted to have a crew cut, but the barber kept recommending various hairstyles to him, Mingyue asked Mu Qingfeng, "What do you think?"

Mu Qingfeng said, "Just don't dye your hair, it's easy to get cancer."

Because of Mu Qingfeng's sentence "Dyeing hair is easy to get cancer", the hairdresser insisted on talking to Mu Qingfeng for a long time, mainly to show that their products are regular and excellent, and they will never cause cancer or anything.

Mingyue always felt that the hairdresser was deliberately talking to Mu Qingfeng, so she completely left him aside and let a girl come to receive him, while he himself went to promote Mu Qingfeng's hairstyle, saying that he could let Mu Qingfeng try a hairstyle, and said absolutely If it suits him, he will be given a [-]% discount.

Mingyue sat in front of the mirror and kept turning her head back to see what Mu Qingfeng was talking to the hairdresser, but found that Mu Qingfeng didn't say anything. When the hairdresser was talking vigorously, Mu Qingfeng's phone call came, and she just stood there Get up and go out to answer the phone.

He didn't hear clearly what the little sister who introduced the hairstyle to Mingyue said and what he said, but just answered a few sentences with a few words.

After 2 minutes, Mu Qingfeng came in, walked up to Mingyue, leaned over and whispered in his ear, "I have to do something in advance, your hair is finished, call me, I'll pick you up."

Mingyue and Mu Qingfeng have been together for so long, and they are still a little aware of their rivals, so Mu Qingfeng wants to leave, away from the red-haired hairdresser who kept talking to Mu Qingfeng just now, he felt very good, and replied, "Go, If I finish here early and you haven't finished your work, I'll go back by myself, and when you're done, come pick me up, and we'll go shopping in the supermarket."

Mu Qingfeng took his hand in full view, and asked Mingyue if he had enough money. Mingyue looked at the wallet and said, "I have the card, you can go."

Mu Qingfeng just left.

Mingyue sat there playing with the handheld computer, and his hair was brushed by the hairdresser in a daze. He didn't pay much attention to it himself, so he thought it wouldn't look ugly.

After all the hair was curled up and started doing ceramic perm, he came back to his senses, looked at himself in the mirror like an alien creature, and asked his sister who did his hair, "What are you doing?"

The younger sister said, "Do ceramic perm." Then she talked endlessly about how beautiful this hairstyle would look, and then pointed to the star posters on the wall and said that the final effect would be like that.

Mingyue was a little dazed, staring at the picture of a handsome young star with a fair face on the wall, and asked, "Is the final effect really like that?"

The younger sister said very positively, "Yes. You look good with this hairstyle."

Mingyue sees that her hair has been permed, and now she can't regret it, so she has to keep doing it.

Mu Qingfeng came back two hours later to look for Mingyue. Mingyue's hair had just been done, and she was taken by her sister to wash her hair. Then she used hairspray to give her hair a final style, and then dried it again. It was done.

Mingyue stared at herself in the mirror, and found that she almost didn't recognize herself.

He had never had such a haircut before.

Sitting here for more than two hours cost a lot of money, but fortunately it was Mu Qingfeng who paid the bill, otherwise Mingyue would be so distressed.

Finally coming out of the hair salon, Mingyue looked at the time and said, "We came over after lunch, we can have dinner now, I will never do any hairstyles again. Smell this smell, I want to go back and wash my hair bath."

Mu Qingfeng looked at him and smiled, and said, "It's still pretty. But, I don't dare to touch your head anymore, it looks like it's full of oil."

Mingyue said with a bitter face, "You still laughed at me. I asked your opinion at the time, and you said that as long as you don't dye your hair, it's fine. Look, your opinion is useless at all."

Mu Qingfeng had no choice but to apologize, "Well, it's my fault. Don't want this hairstyle, just go back and wash your hair."

Mingyue looked at herself in the mirror on the car distressedly, and then said, "It's still the same as before, it's really awkward."

Mingyue washed his hair when he got home. After washing, he found that he could no longer make his hairstyle the way the hairdresser did it before. Looking at his messy hairstyle, he ran out with only a bath towel around his waist and asked if he was doing well. Mu Qingfeng, who was making gruel, said, "Qingfeng, look, it's like this now."

Seeing him like that, Mu Qingfeng couldn't help laughing, and said, "It will be better after it's done. Don't get too cold, go get dressed quickly."

Mingyue went back to the bedroom angrily and got dressed, then ran into the bathroom and straightened her hair in front of the mirror for a long time, but found that it was getting more and more messy, and finally wanted to cut her hair with scissors.

When sleeping at night, Mu Qingfeng touched Mingyue's hair, kissed his forehead twice, and said, "It still smells like hair potion."

Mingyue buried her face on his shoulder and neck, and said, "It's all your fault, if you hadn't talked to that barber, my hair wouldn't be like this."

Mu Qingfeng was puzzled, "What does this have to do with me talking to that barber?"

Mingyue complained, "Didn't you notice that he was flirting with you? I heard that there are many gay people in the hair salon."

Mu Qingfeng didn't expect Mingyue, who has always been careless, to know this, and said with a smile, "What are you thinking, and I ignored him."

Mingyue was still not happy, mainly because his hair was messed up by him, he was in a bad mood, and said, "It's you who talked to him, I didn't hear the words of the little girl who recommended my hairstyle, so I just agreed to make it for her." Such a hairstyle."

Mu Qingfeng had no choice but to accept his accusation, because Mingyue was going to school the next day, so Mu Qingfeng comforted him by saying that he would get up the next morning and help him fix his hair, so that he could go out, which made Mingyue feel at ease .

The next morning, Mu Qingfeng helped Mingyue moisturize his hair with hair nourishing water, and then made his hair look like a Korean star. Looking in the mirror, Mingyue still felt awkward, but there was nothing she could do. After breakfast and Mu Qingfeng went out.

During class, Mingyue felt that several people were looking at him, and he thought it must be the fault of his hairstyle, so just after class, he ran to the teaching and research room. In the teaching and research room, he was also molested by his brothers and sisters because of his hairstyle.

Although the consensus is that it is pretty good-looking, but Mingyue always feels awkward.

For him, no hairstyle is the best hairstyle.

That night, Mingyue told Mu Qingfeng about it again, and Mu Qingfeng said, "You'll get used to it after a couple of days, don't worry."

However, after sleeping again and waking up, Mingyue's full head of hair fluffed up, like a fluffy poodle in the morning, Mingyue couldn't calm down after going to the bathroom and seeing it in the mirror.

At that time, Mu Qingfeng hadn't gotten up yet, and was sleeping on the bed for the last 5 minutes. Mingyue ran over and woke Mu Qingfeng up, "Qingfeng, get up quickly, my hair is like this, what should I do? I'm going back to find that haircut Teacher, look at how he made my hair like this."

Mingyue's hair is already soft and curly, as long as there is no styling water, the hair will be all fluffy, Mu Qingfeng raised his eyelids and stared at him, and after the first glance, he couldn't help laughing, dozing off They all woke up too.

He pulled Mingyue, who was about to lose his temper, onto the bed, kissed his lips, then touched his hair with his big hand, rubbed it, and said, "It's so soft."

Mingyue said angrily, "My hair is like this, why go out, you still laugh, what's so funny."

Mu Qingfeng sat up from the bed, hugged Mingyue and kissed him for a while, finally calming down his anger, and finally said, "The barber shop is not open now, so what can I do, just use styling water to press down the hair Well, don't worry, it's fine."

Mingyue said angrily, "Why is it all right? I have to cut my hair myself, so I really can't go out."

Mu Qingfeng thought that Mingyue was joking, and didn't pay much attention to it. He went downstairs to buy breakfast. After buying breakfast and returning home, he couldn't find Mingyue. He went into the bathroom and found Mingyue lying on the sink cutting her hair and washing her hands. He also placed a large newspaper on the stage.

Mu Qingfeng was startled, and said, "Hurry up and give me the scissors, you won't be afraid to poke your head."

Mingyue didn't raise her head, "It's about to be cut."

Mu Qingfeng said in his heart that you cut your hair like this so that you can’t go out, okay, so I had to take the scissors from him and cut it for him. It took a lot of time to cut the hair, but the result was still not good. Finally, Mingyue faced the mirror Seeing his hairstyle, he almost cried, "How do you go out like this?"

Mu Qingfeng said, "Forget it, don't go out today, I'll call a barber home and cut your hair before you go to school."

Mingyue said, "How is this possible?"

Mu Qingfeng was almost late for work because of Mingyue's hair, so he hurried out.Seeing Mu Qingfeng leave, Mingyue still wore a hat and went to school. In the afternoon, she skipped class and went to the barber shop where she had her hair cut before. In the barber shop, she quarreled with the supervisor, and finally someone else agreed to cut his hair into a crew cut , not taking his money.

When Mu Qingfeng came home at night, he found that Mingyue's hair was only about two centimeters long. Mingyue said, "I went to that family to cut my hair back. The money I spent on the hairstyle was wasted, and I won't listen to them in the future." It’s sold, it’s better to cut it short.”

Mu Qingfeng stepped forward and touched his head, and sighed in his heart, thinking that Mingyue's hair looked good when it was longer, but unexpectedly it was cut like this again.