After living with a straight man, I became a menswear boss

Yu Ci bought a bottle of ice water from the vending machine.

The cold liquid flowed into the throat, barely suppressing the dryness in my heart.

Hearing Xu Qian's words, he frowned and looked thoughtful: "...special?"

"Have it?"

"Yes!" Xu Qian nodded fiercely: "It's so special that sometimes I wonder if you have moved the red luan star."

"But it shouldn't be." As he spoke, Xu Qian denied himself again: "Based on what I know about you, Brother Ci, you probably don't like this type."

"Oh?" Yu Ci glanced at him, eyebrows slightly raised, and became a little interested: "Tell me, what type should I like?"

Xu Qianbi gestured: "Brother Ci, you should like that kind of figure, uh,"

He thought about it, and tried to find a more subtle description: "A woman with curvaceous beauty, and then her eyes are slender and long, she looks like a vixen."

"A man's words." Xu Qian glanced at Shi Jin: "It should be the kind of white and tender beautiful boy, the one with a dimple when he smiles? It's definitely not like Shi Jin."

Yu Ci raised his eyelids, thoughtfully: "Is this how you look at me?"

"Then." He shook the phone in his hand, with a half-smile: "These sudden additions of friends on my phone are also your masterpiece?"

Yu Ci casually clicked on the Moments of two of them: "The male is fair and tender, and the female is coquettish."

He raised the corner of his mouth, and pressed delete: "Xu Qian, you've learned a lot."

you do not say.

Being called by your empress dowager all day long, he can't do it.

Xu Qian's gaze swayed from side to side with guilt, seeing Shi Jin walking towards this side, as if seeing a rescuer, he quickly said: "Brother Ci, they're done talking."

Yu Ci straightened up, and twirled the phone flexibly on his fingertips: "I'll settle the score with you later."

When Shi Jin came over, his gaze casually passed over his palm, and he saw a long row of red dots on the screen.

The profile picture is still a selfie.

He paused slightly.

Yu Ci turned off the screen and looked to this side: "Roommate, are you going home?"

"No." Shi Jin shook her head slightly, her tone was calm: "I still have something to do, you should go back first."

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Shi Jin found a barber shop.

The name of the store is a very simple "K". It is not located in a business district, but is located in an art park with a somewhat remote location.

Shi Jin took a taxi, and when he arrived at the barbershop, the setting sun had already lit up the sunset with its afterglow.

Through the huge floor-to-ceiling glass windows, Shi Jin looked out of the window sideways.

At sunset, the orange-red glow stained the layered cloud petals, and the red glow in the distance was blocked by tall trees with thick leaves and thick branches. After a while, a crescent moon hangs on the branches, and the red glow gradually dissipates There is a bit of hazy moonlight on the middle bunk.

The store manager who was in charge of cutting his hair was a woman, about 30 years old, well-dressed, with long light brown curly hair, she looked serious when she was not talking, and her eyes were cold.

But I have to say, it looks quite professional like this,

She brought a haircut cape: "What kind of hairstyle does the guest want?"

Shi Jin put the black umbrella she brought on the side of the seat and sat down in front of the mirror: "Just cut it shorter."

The female store manager quickly put the cloak on him, and neatly tied a knot behind his neck with her fingers.

She raised her hand to straighten Shi Jin's head, looked at it in the mirror, and quickly came to a conclusion: "Your hair grows very well, with beautiful layers. If you just cut it short, it should be cut very quickly."

Shi Jin nodded lightly: "Okay, I'm sorry to trouble you."

"Don't worry." The female store manager smiled slightly: "I will definitely give you a satisfactory haircut."

She ordered the tools at hand and found that a comb was missing, so she got up to get it: "Wait a minute, I'll get the comb."

The high-heeled shoes made a crisp sound on the tiles.

Shi Jin closed her eyes slightly, closing her eyes and meditating.

Soft piano music is played in the store, and the melodious melody is accompanied by the cold wind from the air conditioner, dispelling the scorching heat in summer.The orange sunset outside the window deviates inch by inch, and the white cat basking in the sun by the window deviates from the range of the afterglow of the sunset, lazily turning its belly.

The store manager came back quickly.

Holding a comb, she combed Shi Jin's hair skillfully and gently.

The tentacle-soft hair made the female store manager a little happy. She touched the soft hair and praised: "Your hair is of good quality. It would be a pity if you came to dye and perm. By the way, your age should be Not too big, is it?"

Shi Jin opened her eyes, facing the calm young man in the mirror.

The young man in the mirror lowered his eyelashes: "22."

It seems that all barbers like to chat with customers when they are trimming their hair, even the slightly serious store manager in front of him is no exception.

"22 is good." The female store manager carefully trimmed the tail of her hair with scissors, and gestured with a comb from time to time: "Are you in love?"

With lowered eyes, Shi looked at the jet-black shattered hair falling from the end to the cloak little by little: "No."

The store manager gave him a surprised look: "You are about the same age, you can start looking for it now."

Perhaps because she also has a child, the female store manager is inevitably nagging: "Let's start talking now. After a few years of talking, you can get married, and you can have a child before the age of 30."

The scissors cut to the top of the head just in time, and there was a clicking sound on the forehead, and fine pieces of hair slid down the side of the face and forehead from time to time.

Shi Jin reached out and took off the few strands of hair that fell on the tip of her nose, and pursed her lips: "Let's talk."

The female store manager saw his repulsion, and changed the subject tactfully: "Do you live near here?"

The topic turned to more everyday small talk.

Shi Jin's tensed shoulders relaxed slightly, and he shook his head lightly: "No, it's a little far away from here."

"Are you looking for a job?"

"Ah."

"Where do you work?"

A few strands of broken hair fell on the side of the face, and the cheeks of the person who rubbed itchy, Shi Jin's eyebrows moved, and just as he was about to reach out, the broken hair fell down.

He loosened his eyebrows and replied, "Writing a book at home."

"Yo, it's a writer."

The female store manager took time to look at Shijin, with some envy in her eyes: "How about a writer, you can make money by sitting at home and writing books, without the wind and sun, that's great."

Okay?

Shi Jin was a little lost.

Maybe it's good.

The crow-black eyelashes drooped, and the emotions in the eyes were also tightly covered.

Shi Jin bent the corners of her lips, and said "um", "Yes, it's pretty good."

"Your parents should love you very much. Writing requires support." The female store manager found a hair dryer in the toolbox: "I heard from my niece that writers have a hard time before they become famous."

She smiled and looked at Shijin in the mirror: "Your parents must support you in writing, they must love you very much."

Warm warm air blows out from the outlet of the hair dryer, and the "huhu" sound in the ears overwhelms the melodious piano music in the store, and the coolness of the air conditioner is entangled in the room.

The female store manager focused on drying her hair, so she didn't notice that the customer who had been patiently answering every question in front of her didn't answer her question just now.

"All right."

The whirring of the hair dryer stopped.

The female store manager shook off the cloak of broken hair, and looked at her masterpiece with satisfaction: "It's cut, take a look."

Shi Jin followed her gaze and looked at the mirror.

The hair was not cut much shorter, but the ends that fell on the shoulders were trimmed, and the broken hair on the forehead that blocked the view was slightly shortened, revealing delicate eyebrows and eyes.

The store manager also used a hair dryer to blow the bangs on his forehead to a shape, deliberately exposing the red mole hidden in the center of the forehead, and the whole person looked refreshing and neat.

Shi Jin was very satisfied with this hairstyle: "Thank you."

Seeing that he was satisfied, the store manager smiled happily: "You're welcome, as long as you like it."

Shi Jin paid the money, took the black umbrella on the side of the chair, and walked out of the shop.

The sky outside had already darkened, and the neon lights on the side of the road were lit up, dotted with dots adorning the street.

Shi Jin turned on the phone and found an unexpected message at the top of the dialog box.

[Beauty Zhong]: Hour, are you free tonight?

The sending time is [-]:[-] pm.

It was the lady I met backstage this morning.

Shi Jin glanced at the time.

It's seven twelve in the evening.

He pursed his lips, hesitated for two seconds, and clicked to open the dialog box.

[Time]: Available.

The reply on the other side of the phone was very fast, almost a second after Shijin sent a message, the other side sent a reply.

[Beauty Zhong]: Have you eaten yet?Want to have dinner together?I am near Guomao.

China World Trade Center is the place where the signing session will be held in the morning.

【Beauty Zhong】:【Location】

[Beauty Zhong]: I'm here.

Shi Jin pondered for a while, and tapped the screen.

[Time]: Good.

After typing this word, he didn't look at his phone again.

Shi Jin stuffed her phone into her pocket, walked to the side of the road and hailed a taxi: "Hello, go to the China World Trade Center."

And Zhong Ling here, after seeing a good word in the dialog box, heaved a long sigh of relief.

The lady on the side looked at her curiously: "As for what, no matter how good-looking this person is, it's not worth you to sit here and wait for an hour, and he's still a man."

Although the current era is developing rapidly, same-sex marriage is not uncommon, but parents, who doesn't want their sons to get married and have children.

Fortunately, Zhong Ling, who is open-minded, has only one core goal: to sell her son as soon as possible, regardless of gender.

The lady put down the teacup in her hand, and said in a reproachful tone, "A few days ago you asked me to help you find a good girl, why did you change your mind now and started introducing men to your son."

Zhong Ling glanced at the empty teacup, and waved to the waiter not far away: "Who said I introduced it to my son?"

The clear tea soup is poured into the cup, and the hot air rises.

The lady blinked: "Isn't it?"

Zhong Ling twirled the hot teacup with a smile on her doll's face: "This is just one of them."

She smiled and took a sip of tea: "It's mainly because of the edge of the eye, as for the others, it's not too late to look at it later."

"By the way." Zhong Ling glanced at her, and unceremoniously issued the order to evict the guest: "What are you still doing here, don't disturb me and Xiao Shi's dinner."

The lady said "bah" to her: "Repay the dinner, who was the one who ate three cakes just now? Are you ashamed to say that you didn't eat dinner?"

She stood up, and the waiter who was waiting on the side handed over the bag.

The lady took the handbag, and before she left, she did not forget to say something to her close friend: "If you eat more, you won't need to bring a swimming ring next time you swim."

Zhong Ling gave her a white look: "Go, go, go."

The lady took her bag and left.

Zhong Ling continued another cup of tea.

But no matter how delicious the tea is, I can't bear to drink it all the time.

Just when Zhong Ling was about to vomit himself up by drinking tea, Shi Jin came.

He saw Zhong Ling sitting by the window at a glance, the light black cheongsam was very eye-catching no matter where he was.

Zhong Ling also saw him.

The smiling lady in a cheongsam waved to him with a relaxed expression: "Hour, here."

Shi Jin walked towards her: "Sorry for keeping you waiting."

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