migratory birds return to the forest

In early autumn, the rain is falling unsteadily from the dark sky.

Xu Fei leaned against the eaves, quietly watching the rain outside.

His hair was casually tied behind his head, and his posture of leaning against the wall and smoking a cigarette looked very loose. Matching his thick and colorful facial features, he gave people a wanton and flamboyant feeling.

The sound of the rain is getting louder and louder, and it seems that the rain has no intention of stopping in a short time.

Xu Fei looked around, and finally walked towards a barber shop with a somewhat quaint taste.

Walking into the barber shop, the first thing Xu Fei noticed was the red brick wall inside the barber shop, with a few 80s handmade paintings hanging on the wall.

The warm light shines on the solid wood barber table and wine red leather chair, giving people a strange sense of nostalgia.

Although Xu Fei deliberately chose this barber shop that looks quite distinctive from the outside, it is not what he imagined. It is like a bookstore and a bar, but it is not like a barber shop.

The slight sound of footsteps came, and Xu Fei turned his head to look in the direction of the sound, and saw a man walking down the stairs on the second floor.

The person who came was wearing a white shirt and black trousers, with a slender figure.

It wasn't until he got closer that Xu Fei realized that this man was very good looking.

The bridge of the nose is high, and the facial features are all exquisite. Perhaps it is because of the fair skin, which makes him look a little cold.

The eyes of the two were facing each other, and the man's pupils were darker in color. When they looked at each other, they gave people a calm and gentle feeling, not so cold.

He didn't seem to care about Xu Fei's scrutiny, and only asked, "Do you want a haircut?"

Not only does he look good, but he also has a good voice, with a soft voice and a deep and melodious voice.

Xu Fei's eyes stayed on him for a while, and then he responded, which was regarded as a response.

Until the man came to his side, and the two stood side by side, Xu Fei found that the "beauty" in front of him was actually taller than him. He was 1.8 meters tall, and this person looked 1.8 meters five anyway.

Just as Xu Fei was in a trance, a towel appeared in front of his eyes.

"Wipe it off," the man said.

Xu Fei didn't bring an umbrella. Even though he walked close to the eaves just now, his body and bag were also stained with water. Fortunately, his coat and camera bag were waterproof, and the camera was well protected by him. too much impact.

Xu Fei took the towel, thanked him, and wiped off the water stains on his body and bag.

The man pointed to the cabinet on one side, "The backpack and coat can be placed in the cabinet."

Xu Fei put the camera into the camera bag, and then put the bag and jacket into the cabinet.

After he sat down on the shampoo chair, he felt a slight touch on his shoulder.

Xu Fei turned his head, and saw the man put the towel on his shoulders, and the movement was very sharp.

"Let's untie your hair."

Xu Fei's eyes fell on the man's hand. The fingers were fair and slender, with a beautiful hand shape, "You can help me."

Hearing this, the man stretched out his hand to brush his hair, took off the rubber band for him, and handed it back to him.

Xu Fei took it, and followed the man's guidance, and lay down on the shampoo chair.

Looking up in this posture, he could see the man's smooth chin and the broken hair on the side of his neck.

This man felt different from the barber he had seen before. He didn't dye his hair, and his black hair looked clean and tidy. Perhaps it was because of his fair skin that his hair was particularly black.

The faucet was turned on, and the sound of splashing water rang in my ears, and the warm water wet my hair.

The man tested the water temperature and asked, "Is the water temperature okay?"

"can."

After the hair was all wet, Xu Fei felt a slight touch from the scalp.

The man's movements of grabbing his hair are very gentle, and the strength of massaging his scalp is just right to make people feel comfortable.

Xu Fei narrowed his eyes slightly, closed his eyes and concentrated on enjoying the gentle scratching and massaging of his scalp with his fingers.

It wasn't until the man turned off the tap and said 'you can get up' that Xu Fei opened his eyes again.

Xu Fei sat down, and the man wrapped a cloth around him, "Do you want to cut your hair short?"

"Ah."

"How short? Do you want to tie it up later?"

Xu Fei hesitated for a moment. He didn't grow his hair on purpose. It was tied up casually when he was out in the wild for several months and had no conditions to get a haircut. But after a few months, he got used to it.

He thought for a while and asked, "How do you think I look better?"

Unexpectedly, the man did not answer his question directly, but asked, "Are you a photographer?"

Xu Fei responded, and was not surprised that he would ask this question. When he entered the door, he was holding a camera in his hand. It was normal to guess like this. He just didn't expect this person to change the subject suddenly.

However, he is not opposed to chatting with the person in front of him, "To be precise, I am a landscape photographer."

Photography is also divided into many different categories such as documentary photography, portrait photography, landscape photography, etc. Xu Fei's main business is landscape photography, and he only occasionally shoots some humanities and daily life.

"Independent photographer?"

"Well, I have my own photography studio."

"Very good, then you can see that the bottom part is shorter, and the top part can be kept?"

The topic changed too quickly, Xu Fei was stunned for a moment before saying, "Yes, that's fine."

The man divided Xu Fei's hair into upper and lower parts with a comb, clipped the upper part, then took the scissors, and began to trim his hair.

The man stopped talking, and the short chat between the two came to an abrupt end.

Xu Fei looked at the mirror in front of him, which reflected the man's every move.

He didn't look like a barber in an ordinary barber shop, and he even had a bit of a bookish look. If it wasn't for the way he was holding the scissors, Xu Fei would almost have thought he was a scholar or a writer.

No, even though he was holding the scissors in his hand at this time, he didn't feel like a barber. For a moment, perhaps because his expression was too serious, Xu Fei felt that he was holding the scissors as if he was holding an operation. knife.

The man focused all his attention on his work, and his movements were crisp and neat, and he didn't pay any more attention to Xu Fei.

It was only then that Xu Fei realized that when the person asked about his career at the beginning, he was probably just thinking about his hairstyle based on his career, not because he thought this person was interested in photography or him.

When the man didn't speak, he took the initiative to talk: "What's the name of the boss?"

"Lin Min."

"Mercy mercy?"

"Min Min's Min."

After all, Lin Min seemed to find this kind of statement difficult to understand, and explained: "Compassion is pity, get rid of vertical heart."

Others may not be familiar with this word, but Xu Fei is very familiar with it, because his mother's surname is Min.

"Diligence is a good name."

Lin Min didn't seem to expect Xu Fei to say that, so he smiled slightly.

Xu Fei just used the word boss when he asked his name, but Lin Min did not deny it. It seems that he should be the one who opened this barbershop, but since he entered the door, he didn’t see anyone else. you alone?"

"Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, and we have an early holiday for everyone."

"Mid-Autumn Festival."

Xu Fei's parents have been divorced for many years, and his job is to fly back and forth all over the world, so except for the Chinese New Year when he will go to see his parents, these holidays are basically never celebrated.

Hearing what Lin Min said, he smiled and asked, "What about you? Won't you go back for the holidays?"

"I'll go back after I cut your hair."

"Then it seems that I delayed your work."

"Ah."

Xu Fei couldn't help laughing when he heard that he actually agreed. Even if it was true, most people would refuse to say something like this. After all, the customer is God. It doesn't matter if you go home sooner or later. You still have to make money if you can. I didn't expect him to be so sincere.

While the two were chatting, Lin Min stopped the movement of his hands and asked, "Does this length feel okay?"

Xu Fei looked at the mirror, and passed the rubber band over, "Tie it for me, let me see."

Lin Min took the rubber band and put it on the side table. He held the comb in one hand, and slowly gathered his hair together with the other hand.

Perhaps because of his occupation, Lin Min's movements of touching his hair and scalp always seemed to be extra gentle, coupled with the extra seriousness of his expression and movements, there was an inexplicable sense of gentleness inexplicably.

In Xu Fei's impression, no one has combed his hair like this. Of course, the main reason is that he never had long hair before.

Soon, Lin Min gathered his hair, put the comb on one side, picked up the rubber band on the table, and tied it up for him.

Xu Fei looked around in the mirror. After the lower hair was cut short, only the upper hair was tied up. Compared with before, he looked much more energetic.

His facial features are already very three-dimensional, with a feeling of thick ink and color. This hairstyle makes this feeling even more serious, making him look more ostentatious.

"good."

Lin Min asked, "Is there anything you want to fix?"

Xu Fei couldn't help laughing when he heard him ask this question, "I said it's okay because it's a good idea."

For someone like him who has been running around in the wild for a long time, he actually doesn't pay much attention to his own image. To a certain extent, he can even be said to be a bit rough.

After all, a landscape photographer like him often stays in a deep mountain forest for a month or two. Whenever he is unshaven, he can't even look at it, let alone his image, and only when there is nothing wrong Only then did he remember to straighten his hair and tidy himself up.

Lin Min nodded, and took off the cloth after dealing with the hair on the side of his neck.

Xu Fei asked, "How much?"

"40."

This price is surprisingly conscientious, the store that Xu Fei used to go to often costs 200 to 500 for washing and cutting.

Xu Fei paid the money and then looked out the window.

The rain outside is still pattering, and it has been almost four or ten minutes since he entered the store. It seems that the rain has no intention of stopping.

Xu Fei looked at Lin Min and asked, "Do you have an umbrella?"

"Have."

Lin Min said as he walked to the cabinet and took an umbrella and handed it to Xu Fei.

"How much is the umbrella?"

"No need, just send it back when you pass by here."

Xu Fei nodded, put on his coat and bag, and left the barbershop with an umbrella.

After returning to the hotel, Xu Fei lay on the bed, and the moment he closed his eyes, Lin Min's image flashed in his mind unconsciously.

Thinking of his exquisite facial features, melodious voice, slender white hands, calm and gentle eyes, and that faint smile.

Xu Fei closed his eyes slightly, and suddenly felt that Lin Min's contact information should be left behind.

But after thinking about it, he still has the umbrella in his hand, and he still needs to stay here for a while, and it will be convenient for him to go later, so he is not in a hurry.

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