Little Mr. is one hundred years old

"Hey, little guy, why are you here again?!" Loris, the handsome store manager of the hair salon, was a little surprised when she saw Qing Huan coming in: "I won't go back on my word, do you want to get back the hair from last time?"

This started a few days ago, when it rained heavily that day, and the sky and the earth seemed to be merged into one under the rain curtain. Qing Huan found such a hairdressing salon after looking for a street. Seeing that there was only one person in the whole hairdressing room, he was leaning on the sofa and drinking alone. A very sad song echoed in the hairdressing room. Later, Qing Huan knew that this song was "Death Hymn" fade to black".

"Closed today." He said hoarsely.

"I'm just here for a haircut." Qing Huan walked in front of him, glanced at the fruit knife with a cold blade on the sofa, and said with a smile.

"I said today..." He raised his head, stared at Qing Huan with red eyes, then froze for a full minute...

After a long time, Loris told Qing Huan that at that moment, he thought he saw an angel, a smiling angel.Then the angel pulled him up and said to him in a pleading tone——

"It's really troublesome. I want to cut my hair. Please cut it for me."

"How do you want it cut?" Loris asked.

"You can cut it into any shape, as long as you think it's fine." Qing Huan still smiled.

Perhaps it was because he was too embarrassed at that time, and with a bad mood of revenge, Loris cut Qing Huan's hair with a "click click", without any professionalism at all. Qing Huan's beautiful long hair was cut It was messy and uneven, but Qing Huan looked at herself in the mirror and kept smiling all the time——After venting, Loris looked at Qing Huan's smile in the mirror, closed her eyes, pressed the center of her eyebrows, and exhaled , then said to Qing Huan in a low voice——

"sorry."

"It's okay...have you cut it?"

"Wait a little longer, I'll take care of it." After Loris regained consciousness, he made a remedy as quickly as possible, and that's how Qing Huan's short, beautiful boy-like hair is now.

After finishing, Qing Huan took a look in the mirror and said with satisfaction: "It looks great, thank you, your craftsmanship is really good."

Looking at the messy hair on the ground, Loris didn't sweep it together with a broom like before, but carefully collected it together with a packaging bag, and then solemnly said to Qing Huan: "If possible, I hope you can put it together. Give this to me, I want to use it as a hair cover, it will definitely be beautiful."

"Okay." Qing Huan looked out the window, "It's raining harder and harder outside, if you don't mind, can I hide from the rain here for a while?"

"Oh, alright."

Then the two of them sat on the sofa together.

"This knife is so sharp, it's very dangerous. It's better not to misplace it, just put it where it should be." Qing Huan picked up the fruit knife and put it on the fruit plate.

Loris froze for a moment, picked up the bottle of red wine: "Do you want to drink?"

"Drink?...It's ok."

Loris took out a goblet from under the tea table and poured Qing Huan a cup.Qing Huan picked it up and took a sip. It seemed to taste good, so she took a few more sips.

Loris looked at him and chuckled: "You're still too young, you don't have any vigilance at all, you are so beautiful, what if I'm a villain who tricks you into drugging you?"

Qing Huan looked at him: "I believe you are not a bad person."

"Believe?" He smiled mockingly: "What's the use of believing? This world has never been what you believe in."

"However, if there is no trust at all, then the world is full of boredom and despair." Qing Huan said slowly: "I am willing to believe, believe what I believe."

Loris stared at him blankly, then his eyes flickered: "Children are just too naive."

"Are you very old?" Qing Huan stared into his eyes: "If your life expectancy is 100 years old, then when you are 99 years old, you still don't know what will happen before you die. This opportunity may reverse the ending, not to mention that at your age, you still have countless opportunities to create and change... If you think this is naive, then you have framed yourself in one place too much died."

Loris' lips moved but he didn't speak.

Qing Huan leaned on the sofa, looked out the window and said to herself: "I don't know how long this rain will last, but according to the laws of nature, the rain always stops. Passers-by who are stagnant still have to move forward, and all the stories that happened when it rained are just stories of the past."

Listening to Qing Huan's soft voice, Loris roared in her heart - did this brat just say these words casually?How old is he... Are all the brats so precocious nowadays...

Loris didn't know when he fell asleep. When he woke up, he was the only one in the hairdressing room. He was covered with a blanket. The song "fade to black" had turned into a cheerful "Bewhatyouwannabe", and The rain outside has stopped, and the sun shines in through the glass...

He thought he would never see this boy who suddenly appeared again, but he didn't expect to see him again so soon, perhaps to cover up the strange psychology in his heart, he started with a joke——

"Hey, little guy, why are you here again?! You won't go back on your word, do you want to get back the hair from last time?"

"Cut your hair." Qing Huan pointed to her hair and said.

"Still cut?!" Loris frowned: "Little guy, you really don't know how to cherish at all..."

Qing Huan sat down on the chair directly, "You don't need to wash it, just cut it off. Cut off about an inch, and cut the bangs again, so as not to block the eyes." It was completely in accordance with Teacher Zheng's request.

Loris sighed, while thinking brokenly: "Such beautiful hair...how many people dream of it, what a pity..."

Hearing his words, Qing Huan smiled slightly: "But the hair will still grow, won't it?"

Loris choked, before replying, "Do you know how long it will take to grow back to your original length?"

Qing Huan looked at Loris' braided head dyed golden in the mirror, "If you cherish your hair, you can't even color it."

Choked again.

"The little guy can't tell, his mouth is quite neat."

Listening to the sound of the scissors clicking, Qing Huan closed his eyes, looking like he was sleeping, but in fact he was just letting go of his consciousness...

"All right."

Qing Huan opened her eyes, and saw a young man with cool short hair in the mirror. She pulled her bangs to make sure they wouldn't cover her eyes. Then she touched the back of her head and accepted the length. She turned her head and smiled at Loris: " To be honest, don't be angry, this time your hair cutting skills are much better than last time."

Loris' face froze, and said: "You are also very courageous. It is polite enough to ask a drunk barber to cut your hair without shaving your hair."

"Then thank you for being merciful." Qing Huan looked at the decoration in the store: "It seems to be different..."

"It's been redecorated. You came to the door just after the decoration was completed. You can be regarded as the first customer of the reopening." Loris was annoyed.

"Then is there any discount for the new opening? Can it be free?" Qing Huan asked with her head tilted.

"It's free..." Loris narrowed her eyes: "Little guy, you reminded me that you didn't pay for your haircut last time, didn't you?"

Qing Huan smiled until her brows and eyes were crooked, and took out a red one from her backpack: "Last time and this time, is it enough?"

"Originally, I, Loris, would have to do it myself, so it would have cost thousands of dollars, but because you're a good match, I'll give you a 0.5% discount, which is exactly one ticket." Loris casually pocketed the money, while He took out a box of red HILOTON, took out one and handed it to Qing Huan.

Qing Huan shook her head and refused: "I don't want this."

Loris put it in her mouth, lit it and took a sip, then asked, "Little guy, how old are you?"

"I...99 years old." Qing Huan looked at him.

Loris was smoking, and it was the first time that he choked and coughed non-stop. After finally calming down, he glared at Qing Huan: "Little guy, you can't do this to tease people, really... just answer me well." Actually Just now, because Qing Huan's expression was too serious, Loris almost believed it for a moment, but now he feels that the innocent eyes of the little guy are enough to make people trust unconditionally.

Qing Huan laughed, and then changed her words: "You are already an adult."

"It's okay," Loris blinked. "Or, wouldn't it be my fault for letting you drink last time? That means you're still in school?"

"Well," Qing Huan stroked her hair, "It was also the teacher who asked me to cut my hair."

"Your teacher is tolerant enough. With the length of your hair before, many people must have thought it was a girl."

Qing Huan just laughed.

"Then what are you going to do next today?"

Qing Huan thought for a while, then took out her old mobile phone: "Change to a new one."

Loris took his mobile phone and turned it upside down: "Tsk, this kind of mobile phone has been around for many years, even grandparents don't use it anymore."

What Qing Huan didn't say was that when he owned this foreign brand mobile phone, he was definitely one of the first in China.

"Let's go, my brother is just free today, so I'll accompany you to pick up a mobile phone." Loris pinched the cigarette butt, and added: "If the money is not enough, brother can give you some friendship."

"enough."

Qing Huan opened her bag for Loris to see, there was a large stack of banknotes inside.

Loris was so startled that her eyes were wide open, and then she helped him zip up the zipper calmly, and said solemnly, "Little guy, you must not know what 'keep your money out'."