Dressed as a villain's squeamish little crying bag

In the past, the school was so close to home, and it took more than ten minutes to walk there, but now, Qiu Yuning felt that it was extremely long.

However, the palm of He Zhiyuan's palm fell to his shoulder again, wrapping his shoulder warmly, and his arm also slightly rubbed against the back of his neck, it was very itchy. All of a sudden, it made him more and more unable to ignore the strong itching.

When walking halfway, Qiu Yuning finally couldn't help but say, "He Zhiyuan." He raised his face slightly, looked towards He Zhiyuan, and when he looked over, he glanced away again, his cheeks slightly flushed. A layer of light pink, the soft lips revealed an embarrassing trembling, "You, your hands, made me a little itchy."

His voice was very soft and slow, if not for the close distance between the two, He Zhiyuan might not have heard what he said.

"Itch?" He Zhiyuan's voice was still a little hoarse because he didn't speak much. He glanced at Qiu Yuning's nape that was exposed outside his clothes. Even in the dim light, his slender neck showed a kind of jade white, black and soft. The broken hair was a little long, hanging down on the skin, which made the skin whiter.

He Zhiyuan's eyes fell on Qiu Yuning's neck for a while, then he turned his face away, then withdrew his hand holding his shoulder, and said in a low voice, "Come closer to me."

Qiu Yuning gave a soft "hmm", and without He Zhiyuan's warm hand on his shoulder, he seemed to feel a lot more relaxed, but there was an indescribable sense of loss in his heart.

After walking a few steps, He Zhiyuan suddenly heard, "There is a barber shop over there."

Qiu Yuning was stunned for a moment, then looked up at him, "Do you want to cut?"

He Zhiyuan stretched out his hand, inserted his fingers into Qiu Yuning's soft and smooth hair, gently messed up his hairstyle, and said, "Cut it, your hair is very long, it's time to cut it."

Qiu Yuning stroked the naturally long bangs on his forehead, and responded in a low voice: "It's grown a lot, so it should be cut."

Qiu Yuning's hair has always grown very fast, and he had to go to the barber shop every now and then, but he forgot about it during this time, and only now did he realize that his hair had grown so much.

He followed He Zhiyuan to the barbershop, the rain outside was still heavy, crackling, and the sound of car horns became distant.

The barber asked politely, "Shampoo or cut?"

Qiu Yuning said, "Cut your hair."

Before getting a haircut, you have to wash your hair. After Qiu Yuning came out and sat in front of the mirror after washing his hair, he noticed that He Zhiyuan was sitting on a chair not far behind him, watching him.

The feeling of looking at another person from the mirror is amazing, Qiu Yuning was not sure what he looked like in He Zhiyuan's eyes, he touched his face and smiled at He Zhiyuan in the mirror.

He Zhiyuan also raised the corners of his lips slightly, laughed, and then looked away.

The barber asked, "How much shorter do you want to cut? Or a little bit?"

Qiu Yuning thought for a while and said, "Cut it shorter and trim it. The front hair is covering my eyes a bit."

The barber boy responded and began to cut Qiu Yuning's hair.

After a while, the cut was finished, and the hairdresser dried him with a hair dryer, and a new hairstyle was completed.

In fact, nothing has changed, except that his hair in the front and back has been trimmed.

After it was over, the hairdresser smiled and said, "Your hair is of good quality and the shape of your head is right. It looks better if you keep it a little longer."

Qiu Yuning thanked him, paid the money, and left with He Zhiyuan.

After all this tossing, the rain became much lighter. Once again they held an umbrella together, and the distance between He Zhiyuan and Qiu Yuning widened a lot.

When the two returned home, it was very late, and Zhou Mingmei's meals had already been prepared.

"Ning Ning, why did you come back so late?" Zhou Mingmei waited for him to come back for dinner, while Qiu Zhaozhao was holding the empty bowls and chopsticks beside him, staring at the dishes on the table, looking very hungry.

Qiu Yuning pointed to her hair, "I went to cut it."

Zhou Mingmei saw He Zhiyuan, but said nothing to Qiu Yuning, "Come in quickly, everyone will be waiting for you when you come back!"

Qiu Shunming also came back. When Qiu Yuning met his eyes, she became a little nervous, hurriedly looked away, and said hesitantly, "I want to take a bath first, why don't you eat first?"

Zhou Mingmei said: "Then hurry up, we won't wait for you."

Qiu Yuning went to see He Zhiyuan, and He Zhiyuan said in a low voice, "I've already eaten."

Qiu Yuning knew that he must have eaten outside, so he didn't say anything.

After taking a shower, Qiu Yuning sat at the dining table, and Zhou Mingmei asked him, "How did you do in the exam?"

Maybe Qiu Yuning was nervous all the way, and he took a hot bath when he got home. He is a bit lacklustre now. Hearing Zhou Mingmei's question, he just said vaguely, "It's okay."

When Zhou Mingmei heard his tone, she had a bad premonition. Qiu Shunming asked loudly, "Have you estimated your score? Can you go to the experimental class of No. 679 Middle School? Last year, the experimental class of No. [-] Middle School was [-]. Can you take it?" ?”

Qiu Shunming's voice was loud and rough, and he sounded menacing. Qiu Yuning didn't dare to talk to him, but when he heard him ask this question, he faltered and said, "Maybe...maybe."

Qiu Shunming didn't like to hear this, "What is possible? Didn't you all take the first place in the school? You couldn't pass the test in the experimental class?"

Zhou Mingmei hit him a few times with chopsticks, "What are you doing with such a loud voice? After the exam, what else can you do besides waiting for the result? Ning Ning is not tired after the exam? Can you let him eat quietly?"

Qiu Shunming said gruffly: "I don't care about him!"

Zhou Ming rolled his eyes at him, and said in a bad tone: "Slow down your voice, the roof will be overturned by you if you say a few words."

Qiu Shunming didn't speak anymore.

Since the matter of his hidden money was found out, he didn't like to go home even more. Now if Qiu Yuning hadn't finished the high school entrance examination, he wouldn't even bother to go home.

After Qiu Yuning ate a small bowl of rice, he lost his appetite. He put down the bowl and chopsticks, and Zhou Mingmei asked, "Aren't you going to eat?"

Qiu Yuning took a sip of water, moistened her throat, and said, "I'm full, mom, eat slowly."

After speaking, without looking at their expressions, he got up to wash up, and then returned to his bedroom.

There are still many traces of "Qiu Xuning" left in the room, two-dimensional girl posters that are pasted neatly or crookedly, everyone's face is full of smiles, watching him gently and lively.

Qiu Yuning stared at the characters on the posters for a long time, feeling drowsy slowly, closed his eyes, and soon fell asleep.

This sleep was very heavy, and he seemed to have some messy dreams, which he couldn't remember, but when he woke up, he could feel the damp and cool down below.

He stretched out his hand and touched it, a little dazed, a little surprised, unbelievable, and more ashamed and embarrassed.