32. You should have never given birth to my daughter

Famous in Danbei, Qiaoya Hair Salon is one of the city's fashion frontiers, known for its avant-garde store decoration, exquisite hairstylist craftsmanship and high consumption. Except for Yan Xiaose, who is not short of money and a few occasional burnt buns, few students are willing to spend dozens of yuan here to cut their hair, so when Qian Xiaoying, who is wearing a wide school uniform T-shirt, a rustic denim skirt and old sneakers, and carrying a small white bag with several obvious cracks on the edge, walked in to say that she was going to make hair, the people present, including hairstylists and customers, cast strange glances at her, as if to tell her: You don't belong here.

Qian Xiaoying was calm and calm, and sat in a leather barber chair under the guidance of the receptionist, looking at herself in the giant mirror opposite with an expressionless face, her eyes that had always been wandering and cowardly now became calm and firm, and even a little sharp, which made people dare not despise her.

The hairstylist who came to serve Qian Xiaoying was a young man with dyed yellow hair and studs, I saw him swinging his thin body, and from behind Qian Xiaoying, he bewitchingly threw off a piece of cloth to wrap her, and while carefully pulling out her hair and tying it tightly, he asked in a snort: "Little sister, are you going to cut it short?" ”

Qian Xiaoying shook her head.

"That's thinning?"

Qian Xiaoying stretched out her hand from the bib, pointed to a poster posted on the side wall and said, "Make me like her." ”

The hairstylist turned her head along Qian Xiaoying's hand and looked at the girl on the poster with messy short maroon hair, which looked very beautiful.

"Yo, that's the ......," said the hairstylist, "then you have to burn it first, and then you have to burn it, and then you have to bake the oil after the perm, and you have to bake the oil, and you have to get two hundred and eight." ”

"I have money," Qian Xiaoying didn't fight, "let's get it." ”

"Gotcha!" The hairstylist snapped his fingers and said.

Three hours later, Qian Xiaoying's new hairstyle was finally completed, she turned her head left and right to look at herself in the mirror, after perming and trimming, the original black middle straight was replaced by a fluffy and neat dark brown short hair, and the thick bangs like tiles on the forehead were gone, revealing her smooth forehead, with a small face, looking fashionable and mature.

It was noon when she left the hair salon, Qian Xiaoying chose a restaurant with a very grand faΓ§ade and walked in, under the escort of the waiters, she flipped through the recipes page by page, and finally ordered a beef rice bowl and a bottle of soda, and then ate unhurriedly, and sat for a while before calling the waiter to check out and leave.

New 100 is one of the largest shopping malls in Danbei, with all kinds of commodities, and it is the third stop on Qian Xiaoying's agenda that day. In the past, she often came here to shop, but she always only looked at it and didn't buy it, and all she took away was swallowing her saliva, but today is different, she said in her heart, this girl is here to squander!

The new 13th floor is the women's clothing department, Qian Xiaoying lingered among the brand stores one after another, and the shopping guides who stood were obviously reluctant to receive students.

On the hanger of a brand store, Qian Xiaoying's eyes lit up when she saw a red dress, the fabric and workmanship of this dress were very particular, and Li Yumei's one was simply incomparable, so she took it down and raised it to the 30-year-old female shopping guide standing at the door and said, "I'll try this one and find a size I can wear." ”

"That piece of 530." There was a bit of disdain in the tone of the female shopping guide. When Qian Xiaoying came in just now, she only glanced at her, with her professional experience, girls like Qian Xiaoying who are dressed up have 100% no spending power, they come to try on clothes just to stink in front of the fitting mirror, and the last thing she wants to wait for is this kind of customer.

"I'm asking you to take the clothes," Qian Xiaoying's voice was colder and more disdainful than the shopping guide's, "I'm not asking you how much it is!" ”

"Oh, wait a minute." The female shopping guide was overwhelmed by Qian Xiaoying's momentum at once, and hurriedly left the door to rummage through the cabinet, and quickly found a size suitable for Qian Xiaoying, and led her to the fitting room.

Changing into a dress and coming out of the fitting room, Qian Xiaoying looked left and right in front of the fitting mirror, the fitting cut showed her slender waist, and the pure red matched her chestnut hair very well, and the overall effect was very good. Qian Xiaoying looked at herself in the mirror and said in a flat tone: "I want this item, let's issue a ticket." ”

Qian Xiaoying did not change back into a school uniform T-shirt, and stuffed the old clothes into a paper bag. With a new skirt and a new hairstyle, Qian Xiaoying, who was walking in the mall again, felt that the eyes cast on her had undergone a qualitative change, and the shopping guides were also very enthusiastic about her.

Then, in a shoe store, Qian Xiaoying took a fancy to a pair of white high heels. Somehow, the outfit she wore when she saw Yan Xiaose that day seemed to have formed some kind of complex in her heart, and she always felt that this kind of match looked good.

"Miss, you have such a good eye! This is our new model this season, the design is novel, the angle is particularly good, the heel is high but not tired to wear, it is beautiful and comfortable, you can wear it and try it on. ”

Under the warm service of the shopping guide, Qian Xiaoying put on the shoes and walked to the fitting mirror, and a very fashionable girl appeared in the mirror, she was very thin but tall, and she looked very energetic and beautiful. Qian Xiaoying looked at the person in the mirror, her eyes were stunning and confused, as if she didn't know herself.

The new clothes and new shoes gave Qian Xiaoying's emotions a great release, she simply threw the original old clothes and shoes into the trash can in the corner of the mall, and then went to the luggage counter to buy a white leather bag, replacing the old bag with artificial leather; I went to the glasses counter and bought a pair of sunglasses and put them on my forehead like a movie star; I also went to the cosmetics counter to buy creams and lipsticks, and went to the underwear counter to buy two sets of underwear......

Qian Xiaoying thought while shopping, it's good to be rich! If you have money, you can buy expensive things, and the difference between expensive things and cheap things is that cheap things have many disadvantages, and there is only one advantage: cheap; And there are many advantages of expensive things, only the disadvantage of being expensive, she secretly swore that she must make a lot of money in the future, and buy whatever she wants!

It was almost dusk, and Qian Xiaoying, who came out of the new hundred, was already armed to the teeth, her waist was straight, carrying a new leather bag, pulling a brand-new trolley suitcase, walking forward with her head held high, and the brand-new white high heels made a firm clicking sound on the asphalt road. Not far in front of Danbei Railway Station, tonight she will take the train to Dalian, for her, it is a new world, where she will start her new life.

That night, Li Yumei came home after playing mahjong and found that Qian Xiaoying was not there, and there was a note on the coffee table that read:

Mom, I'm leaving, I'm sorry I only left this note for you, I just don't think it's interesting or meaningful to say goodbye in person. I don't know what will happen in the future, but no matter how hard it is, I won't trouble you. I know you won't be coming to see me at school, and you don't have to. I don't usually call or write to you when I'm fine, so you should have never given birth to my daughter. Without further ado, you have a good time and take care of yourself.

Li Yumei's face turned pale after reading it, and the strength on her body was as if she had been sucked away by something all at once, she couldn't stand, and slowly sat down on the ground with her wardrobe.