Chapter 25: O'Or's Hairstyle
After a while, O'Ao came out.
But it doesn't seem to have changed.
I looked at it again, but I still didn't see anything different.
"This hair salon takes a long time to beautify. "But it's worth the price for a beautiful fur, and it's not bad to see what I've done, right?"
"Good, very good. Carol said.
"It's your style, it's like it's made for you, you deserve it. Lulu said.
"You're like a cat. Schust said.
What's going on? What's going on? Am I the only one who thinks that O'Ao hasn't changed much?
But in this case, wouldn't it be appropriate for me to say something?
However, this sense of uneasiness that I am different from others consumes me, and I really want to figure out what has changed, so as to dispel the uneasiness in my heart.
"Oo, I'm sorry, but can you tell me what kind of hairstyle you have?" I asked anyway at what I was puzzled about.
"I just nourish my hair and make it look fuller and softer. ”
What? It's just nutrition? So, it's not styling? No wonder I can't see it. I breathed a sigh of relief, and was still a little happy, perhaps because it proved that I was no different from others, no different from the normal human feeling, as if pulling me out of the depths of the maelstrom of loneliness.
Am I afraid to be different? Or, am I afraid that everyone but me is normal and only I am normal? Whether it's sincere or polite, at least they say they see the change in Ao. And I was the only one, nervously wrenched in the feeling that I had to accept the warm praise of others for the change even though I didn't see any change, which made my chest feel a little stuffy.
It's okay to ask what you want to ask, at least you can get out of the quagmire of this trouble. I know that I am afraid of being carried by the shadow of my troubles. So, when I don't ask at this time, I will never be able to find an answer from the person in the future, and I always have to ask even if I bite the bullet, is this a bit of a deformity? I don't know, I just know that this is the way I have always formed a way of self-protection.
"Ao Ao, in fact, just now, I could see that your hair was more beautiful, but I didn't see any specific changes. However, I think that since you have done hairdressing, you must have changed the reality, so I gave a general evaluation. If it weren't for Loris's question, the doubts in my mind wouldn't have been resolved, haha. Lulu said, touching the back of her head.
Why? It turns out that Lulu didn't see what kind of hairstyle Ao had made, but even so, I didn't feel like I had found a fellow believer, but rather more lonely. When I don't see any change, I don't know why, I just can't say high-sounding polite words, not so much because I'm upright, or some other adjective that barely counts as positive, but because of a strange thought that keeps me moving. Logically speaking, the body is controlled by the command of the mind, but I always have a vague feeling that man cannot control his body at all, and there is no supernatural power that can control the human body, and the human body can carry out such and such activities only because it is carrying out such and such activities, and the reason for this may never be known. It may sound like a bit of a mouthful, but I do.