Gu Xihe sat at the front of the dining table.

While pulling the rice in the porcelain bowl, he searched for pictures with his mobile phone.

Look at the different hairstyles on the top of the phone screen.

It's all short-haired.

But at first glance, they are very popular.

Gu Xi and Bianbian's mouth.

Put your phone back on the table.

When she had lunch, she ran into her room.

Walk inside the fitting room.

Looking at the clothes hanging on the hanger, they were all white, and the white dresses occupied most of the space, and she used to feel very comfortable when she saw the rows of white dresses.

But take a look now.

On the contrary, when I see those white dresses, my heart will be blocked.

Gu Xihe twisted his eyebrows.

Go through the clothes you brought with you to the bottom of the box.

Pick out a jumpsuit from the inside.

Gu Xihe remembered.

That jumpsuit was the same one she wore when she was in college.

At that time, I accompanied Yan Xiang to buy clothes.

When I saw it, I tried it and found that it was quite suitable, so I bought it.

It's been almost two years.

Gu Xihe changed well.

Walk in front of the full-length mirror.

Raise your head and look at yourself in the full-length mirror.

It's a simple jumpsuit.

The pattern on the jumpsuit is white maple leaves, black base, she pursed her lips and walked into the bathroom, she washed her face, wiped her skin care products, patted a layer of foundation on her cheeks, and then swept her cheeks with blush.

Because the complexion is too pale.

She was afraid that Su Yanxiang would be worried when she saw her.

After tidying up.

Look inside your cheeks with the mirror.

The face after being swept with blush looks particularly good.

The face is puffy.

Gu Xihe picked up the bag placed on the chaise longue.

Turn and walk out of the room.

Pull the door and head towards the corner of the stairs.

Standing on the top of the corridor and looking at Huo Jincheng sitting in the living room.

Lowered eyes.

Flipping through the magazines in her hand, he usually wears a very casual style when he is at home, she walked to his side and sat down and smiled at him, "I'm done." ”

Huo Jincheng felt the sofa beside him sink gently.

He slowly lifted his eyelids.

Look at the clothes she was wearing.

Black jumpsuit.

It looks particularly bright, and it looks very young.

Plus the loose buds that are tied up.

She watched as he stared at herself.

Gu Xihe hung his head.

Straighten out the jumpsuit on her body and said, "I just saw that all the clothes in the cloakroom are white, and I think that the clothes I used to wear were all white, and then I put on the clothes I bought when I just graduated." ”

Huo Jin raised one side of his eyebrows.

"In the future, new products will be delivered to my home every quarter." ”

"If you don't like white, avoid it."

Gu Xihe pursed his lips.

Blinked, "It's not that I don't like it." ”

It's just that I think that Qin Sang also likes white dresses.

That's why she didn't want to wear it.

She didn't want any part of her body to be similar to Qin Sang.

That's why I want to cut my hair.

Any similarities.

She didn't like it.

Gu Xihe slowly stood up from the sofa, "I haven't cut my hair for a long time...... I don't know where to cut it, but when I first arrived at university, I started to keep my hair, and now I'm a little reluctant to cut it. ”

"I've made an appointment for you."

Huo Jincheng stood up.

Pick up the car keys that are placed on top of the coffee table.

Gu Xihe looked at his back.

Pursing her lips, she followed him to the entrance to change her shoes and walked out of the villa.

Sit in the co-pilot's seat.

Buckle up.

……

Huo Jincheng helped him make an appointment for the hairstyle club.

The car slowly stopped at the door.

Huo Jincheng walked in holding her slender waist.

The hairstylist asked the shampoo to wash her hair first.

Gu Xihe followed in a daze.

I didn't fully react until I sat on the chair.

Looking at myself with wet hair in the full-length mirror.

The hairstylist rubbed her hair slightly, "Do you want to do a hairstyle or a haircut?" ”

Gu Xihe did not hesitate.

He replied categorically, "Shear." ”

"Where do you cut it?"

Gu Xihe pursed his lips and thought of the pictures he had just seen on Baidu, and described to the hairstylist what kind of hairstylist he wanted, "I want the kind that goes up to the neck, and then maybe I don't have time to perm it at this time." ”

"Wait until another day to come and perm your hair into a slightly curly one."

"Then you just look at the scissors."

The hairstylist raised an eyebrow to show that she understood.

Pick at her soft hair.

He said, "You should pay attention to your hair maintenance, right?" ”

"Hmm...... It is uncomfortable when hair is dry. ”

The male hairstylist smiled.

Sit on a chair and pick up scissors.

"Some customers want your hair to be well maintained for a few years, are you sure you want to cut your hair? If I'm sure, I'll drop the scissors now, and I'll do a blow for you later. ”

Gu Xihe looked at the straight black hair that was as smooth as silk.

Eyes down.

Gritted his teeth and spoke, "OK scissors." ”

As soon as her words fell, the scissors fell directly on her hair.

The male hairstylist moves very quickly.

Originally long straight hair.

It is divided in two from the position of the neck.

Gu Xihe only felt that the other side of his head had become particularly relaxed.

She lifted her eyes slowly.

Looking at the other side of the mirror, there was still hair that she had time to cut, but this side had already cut her hair a little above her shoulder, and she twisted her eyebrows.

"Can you leave me with the haircuts, I want to take them back."

"Yes."

Gu Xihe closed his eyes.

Quietly waiting for the time to cut my hair.

Huo Jincheng sat on the sofa.

Legs folded.

Fashion magazines are placed on top of your knees.

There was only the sound of flipping magazine papers.

Huo Jincheng slowly raised his eyelids.

Looking at her sitting on a chair not far away.

Keep your eyes closed.

Her eyes twitched slightly when the hairstylist cut off a strand of hairstyle, her eyebrows were gently twisted, and he squinted slightly at the change in the expression of her face, and her dark eyes were a dark pool that could not be explored.

The hairstylist cuts her hair to the right length.

Carefully prune and prune.

Looking at her in the full-length mirror.

He asked, "Do you think this length is okay?" ”

Gu Xihe heard the voice.

His shoulders trembled uncontrollably.

She slowly opened her eyes.

One eye is closed, and the other eye is squinting at himself in the mirror.

The length is to the clavicle position.

Gu Xihe pursed his lips and the cut hair that was placed next to him.

Slightly twist the eyebrows.

"Yes."

The hairstylist pushed away the chair and stood up and picked up the hair dryer next to him, "Then I'll dry my hair and start blowing your hair, your face shape is the kind of goose egg face, how about a lazy style that blows you into a slight curl?" ”

Gu Xihe repeated what he had just said, "It's okay." ”