At this time, there were only two guests, Master Ji and Shui Han, in the shop. The boss was cleaning up the table next to him. He couldn't help but be curious when he saw this scene, and he was pricking up his ears and listening.

Who else can make Shui Han lose her composure besides Yan Jiyun?

That’s right, Master Ji, the hairdresser in the hair salon, is the man who has disappeared for several months, the name that Shui Han would shout in her dreams.

After a brief stagnation, the tide of Yan Jiyun's eyes returned to calm. He continued to lower his head and eat rice noodles, silent.

Shui Han was trying hard to suppress her emotions. The water vapor in her eyes was held back by her, but she was still stimulated by Yan Jiyun's indifferent attitude: "Do you think I can't recognize you if you dress like this? Humph, you underestimate me too much, and I can recognize you even if you turn into ashes. Come with me, I have something to say to you."

Yan Jiyun's chopsticks kept not raising his head, and said vaguely: "Have you seen a few customers waiting for haircuts? I'm not free..."

Shui Han's breathing tightly, tears almost fell down, and her heart twitched and hurt... I haven't seen her for so long, she was still in surprise just now, but his attitude was like pouring a basin of cold water on her head when her mind was full of heat, so cold that she even condensed her blood...

Sadness, disappointment, heartache... All kinds of emotions clamored in Shui Han's body, pouring in, tearing every inch of her flesh and blood.

If she had been in the past, she would have been unable to stand it. She would leave under the drive of her self-esteem and run to the corner to cry in pain. But now, she doesn't want to use this method of escape to abuse. She wants to say everything hidden in her heart. Whether it is sad or angry, she wants to let him know that she will no longer be buried in her heart as foolishly as before.

"Okay... Since you want to do this, don't blame me." Shui Han tried hard to suppress the soreness and swelling, and insisted on not crying, pretending to be careless, and then...

The chopsticks in Yan Jiyun's hand were taken away by her. The next second, the woman pulled him up and pulled him out as if she was injected with chicken blood. She shouted to the aunties at the door: "Please tell the hair salon owner that Master Ji asked for leave today!"

“…”

A group of middle-aged women who were anxiously waiting saw Master Ji being taken away by a watery young woman. They were all stunned and their chin almost fell to the ground... Isn't it? Master Ji was forced to be taken away by a woman? There are still young female fans who are even more crazy than them?

"Tsk tsk...Young people nowadays are so inappropriate..."

"That's right, young people are ignorant, how can they take Master Ji away? I'm still waiting to cut my hair. Today I made an agreement with my wife that I'll go to have fried chicken beer tonight..." The little curly aunt with wavy hair showed a look of yearning on her face.

Shui Han ran away, took Yan Jiyun together, and ran all the way to the secluded alley. She stopped and stared at him panting, but she still didn't let go.

"You...you...you..." Shui Han gasped heavily, and didn't say anything for a while. She didn't know whether it was due to excitement or coldness.

Yan Jiyun leaned lazily against the wall, glanced at Shui Han, and said lightly: "If you have something to say, say it quickly, I still have to work."

Work, work again!

A sudden angriness suddenly erupted in Shui Han's heart, and her cheeks were bulging with angrily: "Are you thinking about cutting your hair from those women? You didn't see them looking at you one by one, as if they were eager to strip your clothes. Are you still so active?"

At this moment, Shui Han's posture was quite a bit of Tong Fei's essence, which made Yan Jiyun think of an animal... a tigress. And it was a tigress that had knocked over the jealous jar.

Yan Jiyun crossed her arms and looked at her leisurely. The corner of her mouth curled up: "In my eyes, they are all customers, no different from male customers. Do you think I have fallen into the desire of a group of middle-aged aunts to maintain my presence?"

"Hmph!" Shui Han stared at him angrily, but there was a hint of laughter in her heart.

"You said, why didn't you contact me all the time, and you're still missing? Do you know how much Xiao Lemon misses you?" Shui Han's reproachful eyes could not hide her heartache and longing, but she only mentioned Xiao Lemon, but did not say how much she missed him.

Yan Jiyun's tall body shook slightly, and the pure big eyes of Little Lemon looked at people pitifully, feeling something pierced in his chest, taking a deep breath, looking up at the snow all over the sky, allowing the snowflakes to fall into his neck, the biting cold can help him suppress certain emotions.

"I'm living a good life now. You've seen me too, so you can leave." Yan Jiyun's hoarse voice was filled with vicissitudes and indifference, and he turned around and took a step.

This person is still so cool, he can leave at will, just and freely. But his freedom and freedom deeply hurt Shui Han.

"No...I don't believe he can really be indifferent!" Shui Han was crying in her heart, but she didn't chase after her again. Her moist eyes rolled...

"Okay, I'll go!" Shui Han shouted at his back, and then she heard her footsteps.

Yan Jiyun's tense heart finally relaxed, but it was filled with bitter juice. He couldn't help but slow down, but he heard her screams from behind...

"Ah--!" With a rapid scream, the man in front suddenly turned around, and rushed towards him at the speed of lightning like a conditioned reflex...

"How are you? Are you okay?" Yan Jiyun hugged his body that had fallen to the ground in his arms, and accidentally revealed his true mood.

Shui Han's eyes were filled with tears. Not only did she not scream in pain, but she hummed proudly, muttering with her pink lips: "Aren't you leaving? You still care about what I do? Is there anything I have to do? Why are you so nervous? Why do you still care about me?"

Yan Jiyun was stunned and then realized that she was pretending to fall down on purpose... Unfortunately, such a smart man was deceived by Shi Han's trick. It can only be said that Shui Han's charm is too strong.

"I'm not nervous... I just saw you falling down, so I can't pretend that I didn't see you. If I were a passerby who didn't know each other, I would help you." This guy was just a stubborn duck and refused to admit that he actually cared about her.

Shui Han stared at the uncle's face with resentment, reached out to pinch his chin, gritted her teeth and said, "I'm not nervous... Then why are you holding me so tightly now? Let me go, I'm leaving, and I won't come again in the future. Just feel at ease to cut your hair with those aunts here, hum!"

Shui Han struggled, her stubborn little face full of anger, and the choked voice tightened his heart.

Not only did he not let go, he also hugged her tighter and tighter. He pressed her little head against his strong chest, feeling each other's heartbeat, and pressed it tightly... A nearly inaudible sigh came from his mouth, but a long-lost doting flowed out of his dark eyes, and he murmured: "You won..."

Yes, this tug-of-war of souls finally ended with Shui Han's victory. Yan Jiyun had just had a hard time to control himself and pretend to be careless and turned away, but when he heard her scream and saw her fall, his willpower, which was on the verge of collapse, collapsed instantly. When he held her in his arms and smelled the familiar fragrance, how could he hold on? His disguise was completely shattered and defeated by this not-so-smart little woman...

Shui Han didn't want to leave. She said that on purpose, just anger.

She won the bet, and Yan Jiyun was really not ruthless, but she hid too deeply. This man was crazy and could be like a soldering iron, and suppressed more like an ostrich. Fortunately, she was not as thin-skinned as before, otherwise, wouldn’t she missed it again with him?

"Bastard...bastard...bastard...do you know how many times I have insomnia for you...you walked away without saying a word, I was worried that you would not be able to stand the blow, I was worried that you would fall ill...I hate myself so much, if I could not miss you, I would not be sad...If I had lost my memory, I would not be sad because of you, bastard...How could you be so cruel, leaving me and the child alone...bastard...you are such a big bastard..." Shui Han's tears that had been held back for a long time were like beads with broken threads, and her wrinkled little face was crying.

Bastard, another bastard, but this familiar scolding made Yan Jiyun feel intimate. Only she could scold him so much that he was willing to do so.

These crying sounds were like a bitter and sweet medicine, which made Yan Jiyun feel so heartbroken that he couldn't breathe even though he was surprised... It turned out that he was not the only one who could bear the pain of longing, but she was the same. This surprise made Yan Jiyun's mind blank, and it was indescribable how happy he was.

At this moment, he seemed to hear the snowflakes sing beautiful hymns all over the sky... All the bone-eroding lovesickness is not one-way, not lonely, but resonant with her. It can also turn into sweetness.

My arms around him became tighter and tighter, and I just wished I could rub the soft body into his chest to hurt. Why, even though I was in my arms, I still felt that longing was coming like a tide, flooding into disasters...

She should have cried. There was no trace of him for three months. It was even more sad for her than having survived decades. After experiencing the pain of loss, she realized what she wanted most in her heart. She also deeply realized that some things she thought she could not let go of were just criticisms that should be removed in the face of pure love.

"Wuwuwu... Do you can't stand the company being snatched away by my mother, so you gave up on yourself and came here to hide as a barber...Wuwu... You are Yan Jiyun, why do you want to stay in such a place..."

Yan Jiyun's heart twitched and hurt, but when he heard Shui Han say this, the ink color in his eyes became a little darker, and a little helplessness appeared between his eyebrows: "I am Yan Jiyun... What's so great about Yan Jiyun? Just because it is Yan Jiyun, do you have to do something grand and grand? Do you have to be a person who is so popular? Carrying those missions, I only have heavy life. I am here, everyone calls me Master Ji, which makes it easier. Life is also very simple, and I think it's pretty good."

Shui Han's crying became much smaller, sobbing, looking up at him, as if she had an insight into what he said, sucking her nose, and said in a strong nasal voice: "Well... You are right, I'm stupid... You used to be the president, but now you still make money by your own labor. The division of labor is different but the nature is the same. The profession is not divided into high or low. What does Yan Jiyun want to do, as long as he likes it..."

Shui Han could see through it at a glance. Seeing that she was so well-behaved, Yan Jiyun felt a surge of tenderness in his heart. He lowered his head and rubbed his smooth forehead, which immediately caused her protest: "Oh, your beard is so thumping..."

"Is that so? But this is my current image. I will continue to be a barber here. Do you want me to shave my beard? You have to think clearly..." Yan Jiyun's eyes were playful and deliberately teased her.

Shui Han immediately shook her head and said without thinking: "No, you can't shave! If those people see your face after shave, they will be even more amazing. Just continue like this. The ugly appearance is, the better. Don't let people see your true face!"

Yan Jiyun was very satisfied with Shui Han's nervousness, and she liked to see her anxious and jealous little look, cute and cute, just like the past.

"Are you really going to stay here? Don't you go back with me? Don't you want to see Little Lemon?" Shui Han asked unwillingly, with hope in her swollen eyes.

Yan Jiyun was silent for a few seconds before saying, "It's not the time yet, let's talk about it later."

"Why isn't the time? What does it mean?"

Yan Jiyun smiled slightly, his eyes softly as if it were water: "Be good, I will tell you in the future. If you believe me, please help me say something nice to Little Lemon."

"Believe, of course I believe you...you...you...you are willing to give up the foundation of the Yan family. Isn't it because of me and Xiao Montex? Otherwise, with your ability, it is not difficult for you to get it back, but you chose to be a barber here with anonymous name, no longer fighting or asking about those things. No one can match your mind...I didn't understand you before, but now I understand...Your love for me is not less than what I do to you. I don't understand it with all my heart, I only know how to enjoy your

I protect you, but I can't see how deep love and pain hidden under your endurance. I also blame you for not telling me the grudges of the two families... In fact, you are for my own good, to make me live a happier life... Woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo w

On this day, Yan Jiyun seemed to have been waiting for centuries, and finally waited for Shui Han's enlightenment. He was a person who didn't say pain or pain, and he didn't want to spread his wounds in front of others, but he also longed for her comfort and warmth in his heart.

Her words were enough to make Yan Jiyun, a calm and wise man, feel his nose sore... Is it painful, hurt, hurt? With what she said just now, it seems that everything no longer exists. His torment and tolerance are worth it. He thought that the hatred between the family would make it difficult for her to let go, and even if he saw him again, it might just add to his sadness. But now it seems that her little wife also has a heart that is not inferior to him, so she also makes him amazed and appreciated. The hatred, which was originally impossible to untie, still dissipated in the strong and earth-shaking love.

"Husband, your current image is really... it's really..."

"How is it?"

"It's really... so stylish, I like it!" Shui Han smiled, held his stubborn face, leaned over his mouth and kissed it.

In an instant, it was like Mars hitting the earth, and the sky thunder and earth fired. A man who had been suppressed for a long time was ignited. He took the back of her head with one hand and hugged her waist tightly with the other hand, deepening the kiss. The familiar breath lingers in the breathing, penetrates into the body, and arouses the long-lost throbbing and desire. The world is quiet, as if all the troubles are gone, only two injured hearts are soothing, warm

The passionate kiss made the two forget the cold, the temperature of their bodies was getting higher and higher, and the two hot spirits in their mouths were hooked, like two playful fish chasing. The breath he poured into her mouth had a faint tobacco smell, but it was her favorite and familiar... and her sweetness was the smell he was obsessed with. He absorbed her sweetness like a demon, and asked for it greedily, only wanting more and more...

This kiss is an emotional outburst, a bitter and depressing lovesickness breaking through. At this moment, even saying one more word is unnecessary. You can only tell the other person in the most direct and intimate way: I still love you, and it has never changed since then!

The door to the heart is open, and you can hear the sighs and happiness of each other.

What is more fortunate than now? After experiencing scarred hardships, after heartbreaking, and thinking that you may not be able to fall in love again in this life, you suddenly realize at this moment... There is a kind of love that can overcome any obstacle in the world, as long as you love deeply enough. The so-called obstacles in the world are ultimately due to not having enough love.

When love is deep to a certain extent, face, dignity, hatred, obstacles, all of them are just clouds and smoke...

There was a kind of ecstasy of surviving the disaster, and the snow became even more dense, as if cheering and celebrating the young couple.

Feeling that the little woman in his arms was almost breathless, he reluctantly let go of her head, looking at the red lips that were swollen from his kiss, and the water was shining. The care in his heart became deeper and deeper. In such a romantic and wonderful atmosphere, he murmured softly: "I find that your kissing technique seems to have improved..."

Shui Han was huddling in his arms and gasping for breath. She was already blushing, and bit her lips shyly when she heard this: "You said, your beard hurts so much. I just forgot that you didn't shave, otherwise I wouldn't take the initiative to kiss you, you don't feel proud..."

Yan Jiyun really loved her coquettish and shy vivid expression. Over the past few months, he has been missing her all the time and never forgot her. Today, she suddenly appeared in front of her. Her dream came true. This feeling is more satisfying than when he was in charge of the Yan Yue.

"In your opinion, what we call a small separation better than a newlywed?"

"What a small separation, I think three months is a long time. Humph, you can really bear it. You don't give me any news, which makes me worry about you, but you're here to cut your hair for those aunts and aunts every day. It's so unfair, a cruel bastard..."

"You're still thinking about those women? Why are you...hey, you're even more jealous than before."

"I... I'm just jealous, so what? No? Do you dare to say that those people didn't queue up in the hair salon because of you? Why didn't you see them go to other houses? Really, you're so ungrateful, why do they still think you're handsome and too blind..." Shui Han was nagging, but her little hands kept holding his waist tightly, and her face never left his chest.

Yan Jiyun's smile became deeper and deeper: "Who said just now that I am very handsome now? Why don't others think I am handsome?"

"You..." Shui Han glared at him with her cheeks, unable to hold on for a while, and could only say stubbornly: "How can this be the same? You are my husband. No matter what your image is, they are the most handsome, but they have nothing to do with you."

Yan Jiyun was so amused that he was so happy that he could feel sweet. The feeling of being cared about by her made him as beautiful as he could fly.

"Okay, my dear wife, today is Christmas, it's snowing again. We should do something meaningful... Say it, what do you want to play, I'll accompany you, and I'll let Hong Zhan take you back to the city tonight."

Shui Han's eyes lit up, and a bright smile appeared on her pink face, whose tears were not dry: "Haha, I'm just waiting for you! This is what you said. No matter what I want to do, you have to accompany me!"

"good……"

"Then let's go, let's buy fried chicken and beer." Shui Han stood up excitedly, her big eyes, which were clearly black and white, were smiling like crescent moons.

Yan Jiyun's mouth twitched slightly: "Why are you infected with this too?"

"What's the contagion? Fried chicken and beer are now a fashion. Adults and children know... Are you going to accompany me?"
To be continued...