Bo Annian had a headache, "I'll take care of it, Rou'er, don't worry!" Didn't you say you were going to get your hair done? Let's go! ”

Tao Rou'er was full of unwillingness, but she didn't say anything more, she stretched out her hand and grabbed his arm hard, only to feel that her heart had stabilized a little, this is the heir of the Bo family, who doesn't want to climb high in this huge family? Fortunately, God favored her and allowed her to meet him when he was down......

Rich area in the center of Mocheng,

The barber shop here is extremely expensive, and the service attitude is not to mention, Tao Rouer held Bo Annian, and her eyes sparkled to hide her pride.

Women are vain creatures, and who doesn't want their boyfriend to be rich and handsome?

Those who look mediocre and are very self-aware deny it loudly, unwilling to admit it, because they don't have that capital, they don't have that possibility, so they don't have the luxury of imagining.

Otherwise, why did nine out of ten beauties turn bad? However, it cannot be said that it has become bad, it is a way of pursuing life.

For Tao Rou'er, she just needs to take a good grasp of Bo Annian, she and her sister are twins, her sister's body is healthy and lively, but she is completely opposite, most of them brought back from the hospital with a smell of medicine.

Her parents didn't like her, and she knew it. Eccentric sister, she also knows,

But what about it?

To meet Bo Annian, this is her luck!

"Give me a perm."

"Okay, please come forward, we'll wash your hair first!"

"Annian, wait for me here,"

Bo Annian nodded, sat on the black sofa, picked up the bookshelf specially prepared for customers, pulled out a financial book, and was turning a page to read.

I heard a surprised and regretful voice from behind,

"Sister Yixiang, do you really want to cut it? Are you really willing to do it? Won't you regret it? It's hard to have such long hair. ”

Bo Annian closed the book, sat on the sofa and looked back,

I can't take my eyes back,

It was a waist-length figure with long black hair, and next to her stood a mixed-race girl, and the barber was combing her hair one by one, and his eyes were on the large mirror in front of the girl.

I saw that familiar face.

Because he still had the sofa behind him, she didn't see him,

He heard her say softly: "If you are reluctant to talk about anything, you don't have to let go of it."

Nalan Xun'er: "It feels so meaningful!"

The hairstylist who was combing his hair took over the conversation, joked, and said with a smile: "There is an old saying: When I have long hair and waist, it is good for a young man to marry me." Miss has been keeping this hair for several years, and she is willing to cut it off with all her heart, isn't she out of love? ”

Han Yixiang also smiled as if he was joking, "Yes, that young man is going to marry someone else!" ”

Bo Annian paused, he saw her laughing, but why did that smile make people feel so sad? His heart suddenly felt like a needle prick, he turned around, looked down at the book, and was silent,

But the voice behind him won't disappear because he turned around,

The hairstylist said, "Miss, are you sure you've thought about it?" Don't regret it when the time comes, cry your nose,"

"I don't even have a chance to regret it, cut it!"

If the boy comes back and she has already cut it, then she will regret it.

But the boy won't come back, so he doesn't even have a chance to regret it.

Hairstylist: "Hey! Not necessarily, but what if you regret [coming back]? ”

Han Yixiang smiled bitterly and shook her head, "That's useless, because there's no chance to regret it." ”

She's about to get engaged to Murong Jingqian, so... Even if you come back, what? How can there be a chance to regret it, she is already Mrs. Murong.

The hairstylist knew her, sighed, and shook his head, "Then cut it off and start growing again!" ”

Cut out the past and start over.