The days of waiting for the admission result were both anxious and difficult. Song Yiran thought about all the possibilities in her heart, from the best to the worst.
When she returned to midnight, she would dream of how she was nervously writing in the college entrance examination room not long ago, so that she had a few nights when she knew the admission score line, Song Yiran had insomnia several times after a long time.
Because her score exceeded the minimum score of liberal arts at S University of Foreign Studies, and Chen Muyang's score was one point different from that at S University of Science and Technology.
Although they almost knew that they would not go to S-large at the same time, at least they could go to S-town
When the admission results were finally found online, the two hearts that were up and down suddenly calmed down.
Song Yiran entered the Department of Business and English at S Foreign Studies University, while Chen Muyang entered the Department of Finance at S University.
After checking online, the two of them were silent. It was not that they were dissatisfied, but that they always felt a sense of desolation in their hearts of about to wander around the world and fly away. Other students may be enjoying the days without homework carefree, but they began to search for settlement policy rules online and started working in the summer.
Song Yiran soon found a job as a teacher assistant during the summer vacation, while Chen Muyang helped two senior high school boys with the same calibration as math tutors.
Two people who are united are running in the scorching sun, scattering their sweat from entering society, and each receives the first meager salary in their lives.
And they also used the money to buy Song Kang a new briefcase and a belt
When Song Yiran handed him the gift, she found that her father's hands trembled obviously. Her eyes, which had become sophisticated and turbid because of the long-standing business, suddenly faded away the grayness and became clear. The corners of her eyes with wrinkles instantly piled together, and a smile of relief gradually appeared on her face. Song Yiran even had a moment of illusion that under the dim light, it seemed that water light suddenly appeared in her father's eyes.
Her heart was sour and empty, and a scale in her heart swayed between family and love
But in the end, on a night after the night wind, I saw Chen Muyang standing quietly under the street light across the road, throwing a gentle smile at her, passing through the busy street intersection to her, cage a long shadow on her body, holding her slightly cool hands and rubbing it carefully. Song Yiran knew that the slogan in her heart was not shaken at all, it always leaned towards Chen Muyang's name
No matter what, she couldn't bear to leave the warmth and tenderness he gave her
Although he is guilty, he is still as happy as
***
Students who have just graduated from high school have a lot of energy to start dressing up themselves
Lin Xiaoyu was sad and lost for a while because she was about to have a long-distance relationship with Shen Maofan, and then quickly came out of her frustration. She took a hair salon membership card from her mother and made an appointment with Song Yiran and Tang Chenying to do hair.
Three young girls stepped into a fashionable and modern hair salon together, and the barbers came to entertain each other
Song Yiran actually didn't think about what hairstyle to change, so she followed them.
Looking at the hairstyle book, hesitated and stammered. From time to time, he looked up at his appearance in the mirror, but he could not decide that he could not tell the reason.
The flat-headed barber looked at her face carefully for a while and suggested with a smile: Why not, sister, cut your hair shorter, then curl it at the ends and dye it brown, it looks very beautiful.
She raised her eyes and asked: Cut it shorter?
For Ah, cut it shorter to a little under your shoulders
She blinked at herself in the mirror, and the words "cut short" echoed in her mind. Finally, she flipped through the hairstyle book and asked: "Cut short a face shape for me?"
The barber raised his eyebrows and immediately agreed smoothly: Ah, of course, short hair is cleaner, look at this, the effect will be very good at that time.
She didn't know why she wanted to cut her hair short. She thought about it carefully, probably because she wanted to say goodbye to her past self, and solemnly change herself before leaving the homeland where she gave birth to her for the first time, just as a traveler who was about to embark on a journey needs to prepare his bags.
After sitting in the barber shop for almost five hours, she was almost numb and her butt was sleepy several times, but she lost her sleepiness due to the pungent hair salon potions and the heat of the perm machine.
She stared at herself in the mirror in a daze, from the beginning of being unable to bear to look directly, to the slowly manifesting her hair prototype, and finally she felt like she was reborn.
She looked at the hair and looked at her new hairstyle, and felt relieved for no reason.
To be honest, except for not being able to adapt to the initial look, Song Yiran felt that the more she looked at the barber didn't lie to her.
Short hair is already smart and playful, and the end of the hair is slightly curved. The original pure and natural black is replaced by golden brown. She smiled in front of the mirror, and her signature tiger teeth showed a smile. She looked cute and lively, and became much more fashionable.
Lin Xiaoyu and Tang Chenying were stunned when they saw her new hairstyle. Then they opened their mouths in surprise, ran up to surround her, touched her head, smelled the smell of her hair, and kept measuring her back and forth.
Tang Chenying dyed a light brown, Lin Xiaoyu made big waves and dyed a flax green. After three girls who had just begun to transform came out of the hair salon, they headed straight to the mall and shuttled through the cosmetics counters.
Song Yiran, who was not familiar with this before, followed them around in a daze, and finally bought a lipstick and a lip glaze.
Lin Xiaoyu suggested to pierce his ears again. Tang Chenying, who was afraid of pain, kept retreating. However, Song Yiran was quiet and waiting for the boss's wife without any rush.
After piercing Lin Xiaoyu's ears, the slightly fat middle-aged woman brought alcohol cotton and rubbed her earlobes for several times. After confirming whether the piercing position was suitable for her, she aimed the ear gun at that position and quickly pressed it down with a snap.
A slight numbness and heat slowly came from her ears. She subconsciously couldn't help but want to touch the new hole in her ears, but the boss's wife stopped her in time and helped her bring sterling silver earrings.
When walking home, Song Yiran occasionally stopped in front of the glass window of the merchant, looking at the strange but familiar herself in the mirror from time to time
Stroking my hair, revealing the two earrings on my earlobe, looking at myself who had changed in front of the window, I was so excited
But she felt the strong smell of potions on her hair smelled so badly that she couldn't help but frown
When she got downstairs, Song Yiran found that her father's parking space was still empty, and she thought she hadn't returned home yet
Looking up at the 12th floor, the lights in my living room looked extremely dim through the curtains that had been tightly pulled up.
When she was taking the elevator upstairs, Song Yiran's heart was beating for no reason, and her hands holding the shopping bag gradually sweated.
I don't know what he would say about her hair
After Chen Muyang finished drying clothes on the balcony, he heard the sound of the door lock turning gently and opened the door so gently. She must have been back.
He took two steps at a time, ran to the door and helped her open the door.
The moment the door opened, the two of them were stunned
He cut his hair and stared at her condescendingly for a while, smiling. This change is a bit big. Hum? I looked at it, and even pierced my ears?
Song Yiran nodded blankly. He had been staring at him for a long time. He was a little embarrassed. He lowered his head and prepared to come in to change his slippers.
Chen Muyang turned sideways and gave her a position, but his hands were uncontrollably holding her hair between his fingertips, stroking her, thinking about something
What's wrong? Is this hairstyle not suitable for me? She asked with her eyes blinking
He smiled and shook his head. It looked pretty, like a college student... He paused. It was a pity that your hair was quite long before, but today I was cut so short. How could I pull your ponytail in the future?
She snorted and shook her head, shaking her hair in front of him
Chen Muyang frowned, the smell of potion
The proprietress who pierced his ears said that I can't touch water for three days
Then are you going to not take a shower for three days in the summer?
Of course not! I'm going to take a shower and wash my hair separately. Then you can help me wash my hair. Just take a plastic stool. I sit in front of the sink and lower my head forward. You can help me wash it tomorrow. She holds his arm and acts coquettishly.
Chen Muyang stared at her steadily, as if he wanted to get used to her new hairstyle, and finally smiled and promised in a low voice.
Hehe, she squinted her eyes and refused to let go of his arm
By the way, what else did you buy? He glanced at the shopping bag curiously
You said this Ah? It is lipstick and lip glaze. Look, she took it out of the bag and put it in front of him and shook it, and opened it separately to show him the color. Is it good?
Chen Muyang smiled docilely, OK, I saw it,
Song Kang, who came back an hour later, was also shocked by her hair
He did not say that her new hairstyle was ugly, but he still frowned and said a few words: dyeing her hair can easily cause cancer. Waiting for words wiped out Song Yiran's good mood today by half.
Chen Muyang, who was silently eavesdropping next to him, suppressed his smile, and finally exchanged a look with Song Kang after returning to the room, and spoke casually, giving her a mouth shape: I was scolded
She pouted, shrugged, smiled, and replied with a mouth shape: It doesn't matter
When she returned to midnight, she would dream of how she was nervously writing in the college entrance examination room not long ago, so that she had a few nights when she knew the admission score line, Song Yiran had insomnia several times after a long time.
Because her score exceeded the minimum score of liberal arts at S University of Foreign Studies, and Chen Muyang's score was one point different from that at S University of Science and Technology.
Although they almost knew that they would not go to S-large at the same time, at least they could go to S-town
When the admission results were finally found online, the two hearts that were up and down suddenly calmed down.
Song Yiran entered the Department of Business and English at S Foreign Studies University, while Chen Muyang entered the Department of Finance at S University.
After checking online, the two of them were silent. It was not that they were dissatisfied, but that they always felt a sense of desolation in their hearts of about to wander around the world and fly away. Other students may be enjoying the days without homework carefree, but they began to search for settlement policy rules online and started working in the summer.
Song Yiran soon found a job as a teacher assistant during the summer vacation, while Chen Muyang helped two senior high school boys with the same calibration as math tutors.
Two people who are united are running in the scorching sun, scattering their sweat from entering society, and each receives the first meager salary in their lives.
And they also used the money to buy Song Kang a new briefcase and a belt
When Song Yiran handed him the gift, she found that her father's hands trembled obviously. Her eyes, which had become sophisticated and turbid because of the long-standing business, suddenly faded away the grayness and became clear. The corners of her eyes with wrinkles instantly piled together, and a smile of relief gradually appeared on her face. Song Yiran even had a moment of illusion that under the dim light, it seemed that water light suddenly appeared in her father's eyes.
Her heart was sour and empty, and a scale in her heart swayed between family and love
But in the end, on a night after the night wind, I saw Chen Muyang standing quietly under the street light across the road, throwing a gentle smile at her, passing through the busy street intersection to her, cage a long shadow on her body, holding her slightly cool hands and rubbing it carefully. Song Yiran knew that the slogan in her heart was not shaken at all, it always leaned towards Chen Muyang's name
No matter what, she couldn't bear to leave the warmth and tenderness he gave her
Although he is guilty, he is still as happy as
***
Students who have just graduated from high school have a lot of energy to start dressing up themselves
Lin Xiaoyu was sad and lost for a while because she was about to have a long-distance relationship with Shen Maofan, and then quickly came out of her frustration. She took a hair salon membership card from her mother and made an appointment with Song Yiran and Tang Chenying to do hair.
Three young girls stepped into a fashionable and modern hair salon together, and the barbers came to entertain each other
Song Yiran actually didn't think about what hairstyle to change, so she followed them.
Looking at the hairstyle book, hesitated and stammered. From time to time, he looked up at his appearance in the mirror, but he could not decide that he could not tell the reason.
The flat-headed barber looked at her face carefully for a while and suggested with a smile: Why not, sister, cut your hair shorter, then curl it at the ends and dye it brown, it looks very beautiful.
She raised her eyes and asked: Cut it shorter?
For Ah, cut it shorter to a little under your shoulders
She blinked at herself in the mirror, and the words "cut short" echoed in her mind. Finally, she flipped through the hairstyle book and asked: "Cut short a face shape for me?"
The barber raised his eyebrows and immediately agreed smoothly: Ah, of course, short hair is cleaner, look at this, the effect will be very good at that time.
She didn't know why she wanted to cut her hair short. She thought about it carefully, probably because she wanted to say goodbye to her past self, and solemnly change herself before leaving the homeland where she gave birth to her for the first time, just as a traveler who was about to embark on a journey needs to prepare his bags.
After sitting in the barber shop for almost five hours, she was almost numb and her butt was sleepy several times, but she lost her sleepiness due to the pungent hair salon potions and the heat of the perm machine.
She stared at herself in the mirror in a daze, from the beginning of being unable to bear to look directly, to the slowly manifesting her hair prototype, and finally she felt like she was reborn.
She looked at the hair and looked at her new hairstyle, and felt relieved for no reason.
To be honest, except for not being able to adapt to the initial look, Song Yiran felt that the more she looked at the barber didn't lie to her.
Short hair is already smart and playful, and the end of the hair is slightly curved. The original pure and natural black is replaced by golden brown. She smiled in front of the mirror, and her signature tiger teeth showed a smile. She looked cute and lively, and became much more fashionable.
Lin Xiaoyu and Tang Chenying were stunned when they saw her new hairstyle. Then they opened their mouths in surprise, ran up to surround her, touched her head, smelled the smell of her hair, and kept measuring her back and forth.
Tang Chenying dyed a light brown, Lin Xiaoyu made big waves and dyed a flax green. After three girls who had just begun to transform came out of the hair salon, they headed straight to the mall and shuttled through the cosmetics counters.
Song Yiran, who was not familiar with this before, followed them around in a daze, and finally bought a lipstick and a lip glaze.
Lin Xiaoyu suggested to pierce his ears again. Tang Chenying, who was afraid of pain, kept retreating. However, Song Yiran was quiet and waiting for the boss's wife without any rush.
After piercing Lin Xiaoyu's ears, the slightly fat middle-aged woman brought alcohol cotton and rubbed her earlobes for several times. After confirming whether the piercing position was suitable for her, she aimed the ear gun at that position and quickly pressed it down with a snap.
A slight numbness and heat slowly came from her ears. She subconsciously couldn't help but want to touch the new hole in her ears, but the boss's wife stopped her in time and helped her bring sterling silver earrings.
When walking home, Song Yiran occasionally stopped in front of the glass window of the merchant, looking at the strange but familiar herself in the mirror from time to time
Stroking my hair, revealing the two earrings on my earlobe, looking at myself who had changed in front of the window, I was so excited
But she felt the strong smell of potions on her hair smelled so badly that she couldn't help but frown
When she got downstairs, Song Yiran found that her father's parking space was still empty, and she thought she hadn't returned home yet
Looking up at the 12th floor, the lights in my living room looked extremely dim through the curtains that had been tightly pulled up.
When she was taking the elevator upstairs, Song Yiran's heart was beating for no reason, and her hands holding the shopping bag gradually sweated.
I don't know what he would say about her hair
After Chen Muyang finished drying clothes on the balcony, he heard the sound of the door lock turning gently and opened the door so gently. She must have been back.
He took two steps at a time, ran to the door and helped her open the door.
The moment the door opened, the two of them were stunned
He cut his hair and stared at her condescendingly for a while, smiling. This change is a bit big. Hum? I looked at it, and even pierced my ears?
Song Yiran nodded blankly. He had been staring at him for a long time. He was a little embarrassed. He lowered his head and prepared to come in to change his slippers.
Chen Muyang turned sideways and gave her a position, but his hands were uncontrollably holding her hair between his fingertips, stroking her, thinking about something
What's wrong? Is this hairstyle not suitable for me? She asked with her eyes blinking
He smiled and shook his head. It looked pretty, like a college student... He paused. It was a pity that your hair was quite long before, but today I was cut so short. How could I pull your ponytail in the future?
She snorted and shook her head, shaking her hair in front of him
Chen Muyang frowned, the smell of potion
The proprietress who pierced his ears said that I can't touch water for three days
Then are you going to not take a shower for three days in the summer?
Of course not! I'm going to take a shower and wash my hair separately. Then you can help me wash my hair. Just take a plastic stool. I sit in front of the sink and lower my head forward. You can help me wash it tomorrow. She holds his arm and acts coquettishly.
Chen Muyang stared at her steadily, as if he wanted to get used to her new hairstyle, and finally smiled and promised in a low voice.
Hehe, she squinted her eyes and refused to let go of his arm
By the way, what else did you buy? He glanced at the shopping bag curiously
You said this Ah? It is lipstick and lip glaze. Look, she took it out of the bag and put it in front of him and shook it, and opened it separately to show him the color. Is it good?
Chen Muyang smiled docilely, OK, I saw it,
Song Kang, who came back an hour later, was also shocked by her hair
He did not say that her new hairstyle was ugly, but he still frowned and said a few words: dyeing her hair can easily cause cancer. Waiting for words wiped out Song Yiran's good mood today by half.
Chen Muyang, who was silently eavesdropping next to him, suppressed his smile, and finally exchanged a look with Song Kang after returning to the room, and spoke casually, giving her a mouth shape: I was scolded
She pouted, shrugged, smiled, and replied with a mouth shape: It doesn't matter
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