Atractylodes black line: "== You're a woman"

The immature boy has bright eyebrows, long black and dense hair that reaches to the calves, and much fairer skin and slender body than ordinary people, it is difficult not to be mistaken for a girl at first sight. Xiao Nanzhang also felt speechless, since you are a man, why do you have such long hair? Don't you drag it down the toilet when you poop?

Sikong looked at Xiao Nanzhang, and then at the little young master beside him, and only saw a bunch of hair-"Then I'll take him to shave first." ”

"Hmm." Xiao Nanzhang glanced at Baizhu and lay down behind him casually, "Little young master with fine skin and tender meat, hum." ”

"By the way, Nan Zhang, there are still a few days left to go to school, and his dormitory hasn't been divided yet, where will he live?"

"Do you want to ask me about this?" Xiao Nanzhang snorted twice in his nose, and put the paper book in his hand on his face, "Sikong Shao will arrange himself, just make a place, make a few quilts, and live together!" - A freshman, he really thinks of himself as a young master! ”

"Yes."

When he came out, Baizhu followed Sikong's side, walking and walking, Sikong suddenly glanced at him, and paused for a long time before turning around. Baizhu had to ask concernedly, "What's wrong?" ”

"Nothing. It's just been a long time since I've seen a creature with such long hair. Sikong sighed inexplicably. In their line of work, there are very few women they meet, and the girls with long hair they meet are even rarer! Although a few years ago, Operation Pinnacle began, and the location was transferred to the military academy, it is no longer a barren planet with a treacherous environment and a void of space. - But there are still not a few women, even if they are military cadets, the ratio of men to women is less than 100:0.1 over the years.

The Imperial School is the largest university in the Empire and the largest in the Empire. It is divided into many departments, and there are many majors, if you want to go to other majors, you even have to take the campus express bus, and if you want to go to other departments, a private hovercar is a good choice.

Their external name is Special Combat and Theoretical Guidance, or Special Operations Theory for short. It is even more remote and can no longer be deviated, a department occupies a land the size of a city, surrounded by a dense power grid, students can't get out, outsiders can't get in. There are no outsiders in a radius of 100 miles except for their own people!

"Can I not cut my hair?" Baizhu asked.

"No, I can't. Imperial regulations. Sikong replied. The eyes looked at him, and the white-gloved hand twitched, as if he had struggled inwardly for a while, and then made a decision, so he asked tentatively and tangledly, "Can I touch your hair?" ”

Baizhu squinted at him, then rolled his eyes at the sky.

"Hey, hey, I thought you were cool."

"What, am I not cool?" Sikong had already taken off his gloves and touched Baizhu's long hair like a pervert/wolf, "But you are really different from ordinary young masters, quieter than them, if the situation just now had been changed to Xi Qin, there would have been a fucking quarrel." ”

"Who is Xiqin?"

"A pampered little brat." Sikong sneered in a rather unpleasant tone. But there was a circle of long hair in his hand, and his thumb was rubbing thinly.

When Baizhu was touched, he couldn't help but stretch out his hand and touch it, and it was really smooth and smooth: "How does it feel?" ”

"Good." Sikong said, "I really don't want to cut it." ”

"Then don't cut it." Atractylodes took advantage of the situation, "It's not easy for me to raise it for so long."

Sikong was saddened when he heard this, and his face was more reluctant than him, "No, this is the rule of the empire, and military academy boys are not allowed to have long hair."

Sikong let go of his hand, his long hair slid down his fingertips, and his eyes were dazed.

Atractylodes black line: "Hey, not so much"

"You don't understand!" Sikong said sadly, "After today, I don't know when I will be able to touch such a long living person's hair again, my brother just thought of your sister-in-law, and I was sad for a while." ”

"Sister-in-law? Are you married? ”

"Nope. I bought her for her. Also has beautiful long hair, although not as long as you. ”

"Bought?"

"Hmm." Sikong seemed to think of something, as if a black cloud was pressed overhead, and the whole person was even more depressed, "Last week" Sikong said, "It was confiscated by the Discipline Inspection Commission last week"

"Discipline inspection!" The corners of Baizhu's mouth twitched, "Inflatable?" ”

I don't know how this sentence touched the other party's nerves, and Sikong suddenly yelled at him: "That's my wife!! My wife!!! What an inflatable! Those of us who serve in the army!! Where can there be any living wives!! - You young masters don't know how to understand qaq"

Baizhu smiled dryly, and didn't know how to comfort him: "Don't, don't be sad." As he spoke, he handed over a handful of long hair, "Or?" Do you touch it again? ”

Sikong looked at him.

He held his hair in his hand and looked at Sikong with sincere eyes.

The corner of Sikong's handsome eyes twitched: "Forget it." Anyway, if you want to cut it, don't make it sad in vain. But he honestly took his long hair and touched it.

"You're a fetish?" Baizhu asked.

"I don't know." Sikong replied, "But I like beautiful long hair, but I still prefer women with beautiful long hair." Now there are no women, and it's hard to say whether I can find a woman if I continue like this, and I can touch it once when I encounter long hair. ”

"How could I not find it? You're good-looking, and you're a major general! Baizhu was puzzled.

"Hey," Sikong sighed again, "you don't understand. - Nowadays, women are expensive, our profession is destined to be accompanied by mecha fire, and no woman will choose an insecure husband like us. Tell you, in the Gamma galaxy alone, there are three or four planets that have difficulty in reproduction, and the superiority of the natural reproductive system of the Maka Star woman has become the object of competition among the royal families of these planets. - If you were a woman, would you rather marry the master of the ball or would you rather guard an empty house and wait for your husband in the war who may not be able to return in the next second? ”

Baizhu rolled his eyes at the dead fish, "I'm not a woman."

"You're not us, either. So you don't understand. Sikong said, "You are the only son of the marshal, and your identity background is naturally no better than ours, and you don't have to worry about women in your life." - The empire rules monogamy, but didn't the marshal marry you a stepmother? ”

“”

"Alright, it's here." Sikong looked up. In front of me is a hut with a barber shop hanging in front of you.

Baizhu stopped. The two chatted all the way.

"Again, can I not cut my hair?" Baizhu's eyes widened, and he looked at him cutely.

Sikong cruelly said, "No." ”

"Can I run then?"

"I've been fighting since I was 10 years old, can you outrun me?"

Baizhu's figure moved, and before he could react, he was grabbed by the collar by Sikong, "I dare to run!" He pushed Baizhu into the room and onto the swivel chair in front of the mirror.

Baizhu wants to cry without tears, and can only hope that the reality is not so cruel, and there is nothing terrible about cutting his hair.

- Actually, in the final analysis, Baizhu is not a person from this world, and he has no actual feelings about his identity as a witch, and he is not aware of the importance of hair to witches. He didn't have this consciousness, so he naturally couldn't understand why the former would be forced to die to keep his hair intact!

The barber, a young man with a flat head and a clipper without a thread, gestured to his hair: "This is the first time I've seen such beautiful long hair." Saying that, he looked at the atractylodes in his glasses, "She looks like a girl, and she is really reluctant to shave." ”

"Don't be verbose, shave!" Sikong hugged his shoulders on the side.

The barber compared left and right: "What hairstyle are you going to shave?" ”

Baizhu was stunned: "Can you still choose a hairstyle?" Can you cut shredded hair? ”

"No, you can't. I asked if you were going to shave 3mm or 5mm. ”

Baizhu looked loveless: "Whatever." ”

The barber took the comb and grabbed the hair of Baizhu and combed it, combing it to the end, and it was as smooth as a living creature. The barber holds the long hair of Baizhu together, picks up scissors in one hand, and cuts it with a knife at the root closest to the top of the head!

"Ah!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!h

In a flash! It's like your thousands of spiritual tentacles have been cut short by the roots! The brain of the aching Atractylodes was buzzing as if it had been hit by a huge hammer. These hairs, like his hands and feet, are alive! He could even feel the pain of his broken hair, which he would have felt bleeding from if he hadn't looked in the mirror.

The barber was so frightened by his sudden scream that the scissors in his hand snapped off. Sikong was also taken aback, and reacted and shouted: "What is your name!" ”

Bai Shu couldn't help but curl up in pain, and he broke out in a cold sweat, and he suddenly thought of the knowledge about witches that his little machine had popularized with him [If the witch was discovered, it would be even worse. They will be secretly raised by the emperor*, and their hair will be uprooted one by one, and then they will wait for it to grow slowly, and then they will be pulled out again] to obtain the magic of the witch

Because of his ignorance and self-righteousness, he lost the magic of the witch.

He could no longer let others perceive the difference in his pain alone. If his identity as a witch is discovered, the consequences will be unimaginable!

Baizhu thought, took a deep breath, and sat up straight against the pain of a severed limb and a broken brain.

He kept his voice steady: "Oh. It's nothing. Distressed. ”

"What the!" The barber picked up the scissors on the ground and angrily tapped him on the head, "You did it on purpose!" Scare Lao Tzu!! ”

Bai Zhu covered the place where he had knocked and smiled at him: "You found out." Haha, I've had long hair for 18 years, and you can cut it if you say it."

"Hey, hey, hey! Don't cry! ”

Tears flowed uncontrollably because of the pain, and Baizhu sniffed, looking pitiful: "What are your scissors made of!" Why does it hurt so much to knock someone! ”

"Hey, what a delicate young master." The barber shook his head helplessly, "Come, put your head over, and I'll push your hair for you." ”

Baizhu looked through the mirror and met the gaze of Sikong standing next to him, and the man glanced at him, as if he was met by his cowardly appearance with red eyes full of tears, and turned his head in disgust and disdain.

But actually. Atractylodes is stronger than anyone else.

On the clippers, the sound of electricity resounded in my ears, and the tiny broken hair scattered along the clippers layer by layer, as if I was holding a chainsaw to cut off the limbs of Atractylodes one by one. The pain is unimaginable. Baizhu's teeth were about to bleed, and the sweat on his back could flow down into water, and it was difficult for him to sit still.

"What are you shaking?" The barber turned off the pusher, and the roaring sound finally died down, and the world seemed to fall silent for a moment. The barber grabbed the short 5 mm hair of Baizhu with his hand, "Okay, shaved it." - Sure enough, it's good. Even if you are all monks, you are whiter than them and better looking than them. ”

"Doesn't comfort me at all." Baizhu trembled slightly, his face was paralyzed, and he complained as if nothing happened.

"Gone. Take you to see where you sleep. Sikong exclaimed impatiently.

"Oh." Baizhu got up and knelt on the ground with a puff.

"What the hell, what are you doing?" The barber was taken aback by his sudden salute!

Baizhu's painful legs were weak, he lay on the ground and slowed down for a while, touching the broken hair that fell on the ground in his hand, "Can you give me these hairs?" I want to keep it, it's so distressing."

"Just say it! As for kneeling to pick up! Scared to death! The barber patted his chest in fright.

"No, I can't. Don't leave these useless things in the dormitory. Sikong said.

"So your charge"

Sikong dodged and covered Baizhu's mouth: "Shut up!" - Goodbye, master! After the haircut, we will leave first, thank you, master. Then he dragged Baizhu and ran out.

"Mmmmmm Baizhu wrestled Sikong's hand.

"I sue you!" Sikong let go of him, "What I tell you is not allowed to talk nonsense with others!" Otherwise, you have a good look!! ”

"Okay." Baizhu looked at Sikong's enlarged fierce eyes, "I don't tell others. Then don't talk about me crying for my hair today. ”

"What? Know it's a shame? ”

"Hair is to me what your wife is to you. The taste of losing your ribs is always painful. ”

The atmosphere was silent for a while, and after a moment, Sikong put a palm on his shoulder and said heavily, "Brother." I know! - But you're a fetish! ”