ting, haircut, and it accidentally penetrated into the depths of fireworks

Author: Biantang Wushi

ting, haircut, and it accidentally penetrated into the depths of fireworks

Not to mention the hair salon, there are so many. The logo lights of the hair salon are next to each other, and the striped neon lights of blue, red and white are flashing constantly, and they are talking and repeating the past, but few "hair salons" are marked with the store name.

The store is not large, but without exception, each store has an inner and outer jacket. Under the dim lights, the "hair salon girls" are all wearing heavy makeup, wearing exposed clothes, sitting in transparent glass doors, staring at pedestrians on the street. Some "hair salon girls" are even leaning beside the door, throwing charming eyes at the passing men, showing off their charm.

I shouted "Handsome guy, shampooed my hair" and "Sir, come in" and so on. Some even got up to pick up the guests. I was so scared that I ran away quickly.

Finally, I found a large Wenzhou hair salon at the entrance of the village. There was no one at the door. I observed it for a long time and no one came out to attract customers or anything. After a closer look, there was no one cutting his hair on the haircut seat. Very good, why? Because I don’t want to queue up, it’s too wasteful of time. No one cuts his hair. It’s best if no one cuts his hair. After entering, I can cut it directly and leave after the incident. It’s so convenient. Thinking of this, I walked straight over.

When I approached the door, I found that there was a lot of space inside. On the sofa around the left side, there were a dozen young girls wearing pink T-shirts and white miniskirts sitting there. Before I could speak, a man in his 20s, not tall, thin and thin, hurriedly stood up and said to me with a smile on his face, "Hello, boss, welcome, pick a little girl and wash her hair first, and then do other services later."

Before, I had to dry-clean my hair before cutting, and then I was clear about this procedure, but today I suddenly faced such a large group of young and beautiful girls in exposed clothes. Looking at them all sweeping at me, I felt a little embarrassed. Seeing that I didn’t say yes or not, this guy looked at me again, smiled, and said enthusiastically, “Boss, do you have a familiar girl? Do you want me to introduce one?”

I thought to myself, just washing my hair, what's the difference between whom I asked to wash it, so I pointed to the girl who was not tall, very slim, with hair loose, and holding a pictorial in her hand, and said it was her.

The man raised his thumbs at me and said, "The boss has good eyesight." Then he waved his hand, snapped his fingers, and shouted "No. 26" at the little girl. I couldn't help but feel a little strange, and I thought this guy was a bit funny and funny. I thought it was just a washing hair. What kind of eyesight is needed? There is no such thing as praising people. You guy is really a bit inexplicable!

The girl heard his shouting, slowly put down the pictorial in her hand, walked over quickly, pointed to the chair next to me, and signaled me to sit down. I hurried over and sat down. She took a white apron from the side and put it on my chest, then tied it from the back of her neck.

Maybe when she tied it, the front was a little raised. She didn't go around to the front of the chair, but raised her toes and leaned over her body. Her entire upper body was pressed on my shoulders, trying to flatten the front of the apron.

I didn't move, and looked at her red, white and tender little face, and became a little distracted. To be honest, the dry hair in Shenzhen is indeed very comfortable, especially when my fingers gently tapped my temples, the fatigue of a few days seemed to be wiped out. Although it was a bit expensive, it was rare to enjoy it once, and it was worth it.

After washing and blowing drying, the girl picked up a disposable paper cup, put some cheap flower tea in it, poured half a cup of boiling water on the water dispenser, smiled at me, and said softly, "Sir, please come in with me."

I was wondering, thinking, where are you going if you don’t cut your hair here? But we are embarrassed to ask, we can’t seem to know nothing, just like a country bumpkin. I thought again, yes, they may not be in the lobby outside, maybe they were cutting their hair at the back. When I came in just now, I saw that there was really no one outside cutting their hair outside.

I nodded and stood up. Her chubby little butt twisted and led the way in front.

She took me through a corridor and up the stairs. The second floor was divided into many small single rooms. All the doors were closed tightly. She went straight to a small house and pushed it, but it didn't open it. It was probably someone inside. She muttered angrily, continued to walk inside, and pushed another room next to the window. The door opened, and she signaled me to go in first, and then she came in and brought the door with her.

This should be a massage room. It's not big. There is a sea-blue curtain hanging on the window. The lights in the room are dim and soft. There are several posters of female celebrities wearing bikini hanging on the walls, posing in all kinds of seductive postures, which is feasting the eyes. In addition, a massage bed top wall should be one meter wide. The sheets on the bed are snow-white and look relatively clean. There is a bamboo mat on it. The air conditioner has been turned on. Although it is shared by two small houses, it is also very cool.

Sir, lie down first, I'll give you a massage. She put the paper cup on the bedside table and greeted me.

I thought to myself that other people's hair cutting and massage are lying directly on chairs, so why do they still have to go to the room? But since they come, they will be at peace. After lying down, I felt that the massage table was soft, cool and comfortable, and I couldn't help but close my eyes.

Hello, sir, please take off your top.

What? I didn't feel a little strange and said "ah" curiously.

Please take off your shirt, it’s easy to massage. She said with a smile.

Well. I sat up and took off my T-shirt. There was only a white vest left on my upper body. She took my T-shirt and skillfully folded it on her legs, then placed it flat on the head of the bed. It was this detail of a smile that made me feel good and a strange light appeared in my eyes.

She seemed not surprised by these things, and said with a smile, "Sir, please lie on the bed and start with a back massage..."

I lay on the bed as she told me, and soon I felt a pair of soft little hands gently rubbing and holding them on my back. The technique was gentle and the force was just right. The comfortable feeling made me feel very comfortable.

While enjoying it, I suddenly heard her ask softly, sir, is the strength enough?

Well, yes, I don’t feel much pressure. I quickly answered.

Hehe, then you like to be gentler, right? While speaking, her hands were indeed much less powerful, and she stroked my back a few times.

Well, um. I couldn't help but tremble and answered in a hurry.

Have you been here before? As she said that, her face approached my neck, and I felt a trace of heat blowing into my ears, a little itchy.

No...no...my mouth suddenly became uncontrollable, my voice trembled, and my speech became stuttering.

Brother, don’t be nervous, please turn it over... Her voice is very small and ambiguous.

I gritted my teeth, turned over, and lay on the bed. I saw her glance at me and smiled. I closed my eyes embarrassedly, hoping that my eyes would be clean and I could calm down. (1,000 words are omitted here)

Suddenly, she was brought back to reality by her laughter. I quickly sat up, lowered my head and didn't dare to look at her, but I couldn't help but raise my head and looked at her carefully. She smiled and said softly, "You can't tell others what happened just now."

I looked at her with a thirsty mouth and nodded. It took me a long time to remember to ask, What is your name?

Just call me Shanshan. She replied with a smile while tidying up the pillow at the bedside.

Then don’t you cut your hair here? I realized at this time that I was here to cut my hair. After a long time, I haven’t even cut a single hair yet.

Huh, you don’t know? We just shampoo and massage here, so where can we cut our hair? She laughed again and even stopped tidying up the bed.

Ao, I understand, thank you, Shanshan.

She probably didn't know what I meant, so she turned her head and looked at me, and replied with a smile, "Don't be polite."

I didn't dare to look her in the eyes, and suddenly she said, Brother, if you come again next time, remember to come to me.

Well. I nodded quickly, but then I shook my head again as if I had remembered something, which made her laugh again.

I lowered my avatar and did something wrong. I followed her to the first floor and went to the front desk to pay. She took me to the door and said, "Welcome to O again next time."

I agreed without raising my head, and ran out quickly like a deserter on the battlefield, walked all the way out, and stopped until I reached the intersection of the street, turned around suddenly, stared at the Wenzhou hair salon, and fell into the boundless vortex - I was deeply guilty and wanted to slap myself hard.

It seems that many things cannot be just looking at the surface. Without investigation and research, there is no right to speak, and we cannot try them randomly. However, some things cannot be avoided. God has his own arrangements in the dark, and you can't hide them even if you want to. Although you did something wrong today, it would be useless to be entangled here. You should learn to grow up as soon as possible and make yourself more and more mature.

What to do? The head has not been cut yet. I turned around for a long time and finally found a barber shop at the entrance of the village. I didn’t have to wash it anymore and just started cutting it. Only then did I understand that the doors of the regular barber shop were full of incandescent lamps and there were no colors.

I came out of the barber shop and found a telephone booth to call Li Hongmei. I don’t know if I was unlucky or the factory had wanted to reform it long ago, but I just didn’t catch up with this. It might be that my resignation accelerated the transformation of Chengxian Company, or the factory’s order volume has decreased. Anyway, since I left, Chengxian Company seems to have become very formal all of a sudden, and I can rest almost every Sunday.
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