Dongzhi had no choice but to take care of him, so he looked at him casually from his neck to his waist, nodding and saying that his true body was indeed beautiful, so he calmed down.

After quickly finishing the remaining bites of rice, Dongzhi covered the leftovers with a plastic cover, went into the kitchen to wash his own dishes, and Chen followed her, and was so idle that no one was left.

"Go back a little." Dongzhi, who twisted the faucet and rolled up his sleeves, used his elbow to stop him, "The water is simmering on you."

Chen took a small step back and watched her wash dishes behind her.

"Go out with me later." He suddenly said.

"What to do?"

"I'm a little longer, so I'll do it."

Dongzhi closed the faucet, shook it with the bowls and chopsticks, draining the water, "Why do I go to clean your hair?"

Chen followed her to the cabinet, "Do you have something else?"

"No. I want to read books at home."

He frowned, "Then I'll ignore my hair."

"That's fine, then go home."

Dongzhi closed the cabinet door and turned around and heard him say, "I won't go back, stay at your house."

She glanced at him and had no choice but to say, "Don't behave yourself."

Chen just held his face and said nothing.

"Chen Ju."

“…”

"Chen Ju?"

“…”

Dongzhi reached out and grabbed one of his coat, pulled it, and his tone was much more relaxed: "Okay, I'll accompany you, Master."

"Don't call this, I don't like it." Chen had objections to her title, but his face turned cloudy and sunny.

Dongzhi entered the room and changed his coat to go out.

Chen was watching at the door of her room. Her room was not big, and she could see everything at a glance. The window faced the neighbor's wall, with narrow gaps, and the sunlight could not be penetrated at all. Under the window was a desk that had been used for many years. The lamp standing on the corner of the table was very clean. She should have used a cloth to wipe it frequently, so she lost the dust.

The quilt on the bed is blue and white, set with pillows, and the quilt is neatly folded and meticulously.

The room is cool and there is always a sense of moisture.

Her piano was put in a piano case and placed on a certain floor of the wardrobe, which was the driest place in her room.

Dongzhi put a cell phone into his pocket, and held the key in his hand to close the door for a while. He didn't take anything else, nor did he. Other girls had already started carrying all kinds of bags at this age, and there was only one schoolbag in her room.

"Let's go." She led Chen out.

Opening the half-closed door, Chen asked him to wait outside the yard first. She locked the door and slowly walked out.

The two of them deliberately bypassed the main entrance of the Chen family and walked from the other side, tacitly speaking.

The barber shop that Chen went to was not the one he often went to. He took Dongzhi to a store with a small storefront.

As soon as he sat down, he saw Dongzhi going to sit on the waiting sofa, Chen said to the barber: "Give her a care."

Dongzhi looked up and opened his mouth and refused: "I don't need it."

"Take her there." Chen pretended not to hear her.

"I……"

The female technician who was washing her hair came up and hugged her and enthusiastically took her to the second floor. She pushed her back and refused, and was unacceptable to physical contact with strangers, so she had to walk in front and avoid the other party's excessive intimacy.

There are very few Dongzhi, and it can be said that she has never washed her hair in a barber shop. After the female technician took her upstairs, she was a boy. The shampooer was only a few years older than her, and her hair was dyed brown.

She lay stiffly, maybe five minutes or ten minutes, in short, she slowly relaxed until later.

During this period, a guest next to him was taken downstairs after washing his hair.

Dongzhi's hair was wrapped in a purple towel, and the guy asked, "Would you like to have a massage?"

"Ah..." She was a little stunned.

The young man smiled and said, "Do it, it's all in the set meal." Then he made a decision for her.

Dongzhi's muscles and bones that finally relaxed were tighter.

"It's okay, lie down and don't move, relax." The young man smiled at her and took her hand.

The door suddenly opened.

After finishing his head, Chen looked up, and when he pushed the door, he turned around and frowned slightly: "What are you doing?"

Dongzhi, who was lying down, turned to look at him.

The young man was holding Dong Zhi's arm and pinching her palm. He explained: "I'm giving this guest a massage..."

Dongzhi took the opportunity to withdraw his hand and sat up, "Forget it, no need."

The shampoo guy had to smile, "Then come downstairs with me."

"You go first." Dongzhi said, "I'll put on my coat and go down immediately."

The guy didn't say much, went downstairs first.

Dongzhi sat down and wore clothes with a towel wrapped around her head, and Chen walked up to her.

He sat down on the opposite side of the shampoo bed, the aisle was narrow.

Dongzhi put on his coat and stood up. His legs touched his knees. Seeing that he was not moving, he wondered: "Let's go?"

Chen saw that she stood up after a while, "Don't let someone touch your hand next time, are you stupid?"

He was a little fussy.

Dongzhi stared at his back walking in front of him.

The guest who went downstairs before had a massage, the same thing started with his arms and then his back. She glanced at him a few times.

After leaving the barber shop, Chen was about to study where to go, and his phone vibrated repeatedly.

Dongzhi said: "If you have something to do, go."

He refused to admit, "It's okay. Where do you want to go?"

I haven't come out together for a long time, and Dongzhi doesn't know where to go, but I still think in cooperation.

“It’s better…”

Before he finished speaking, his cell phone rang. This time it was not a message reminder from social software, but a phone call.

Chen said, "I'll answer the phone." He walked aside.

Dongzhi didn't know who called, nor did they know what they said, so Chen came back after answering the phone and frowned.

He said, "I... something happened to my friend, I'll go over."

She nodded and said yes, "You go."

"I'll stop the car and let the rent first to take you back."

"No need, I'll stop myself." Dongzhi pushed him gently, but in fact he didn't push, "You go quickly."

Chen hesitated for two seconds, "Then you go home, be careful."

She said yes, and looked at her with a smile on her lips.

Chen ran to the side of the road and quickly stopped a car.

The car turned across the street corner and disappeared from sight.

Dongzhi stood by the road for a few seconds, and the passing empty car honked the horn, she put her hands in her pocket and walked home.

...

on Monday.

During the period before evening self-study class, the school gate was the most lively. When the sky was dark, the moon was poking out its tips, accompanied by a few stars, and it would be dark or not, and the night was extremely beautiful.

As autumn begins, the vendors selling hot food stop shouting. All kinds of guys in the iron plate of the boiler are emitting white air, floating upwards, and after a while, they dispersed under the street lights.

It's the most ignited time.

Some of the people wearing school uniforms were carrying a bag of pancakes, some were holding rice balls, and some packed them with soup and water, and they were carefully holding the base for fear of the juice spilling out.

Some people went out early, came in after eating, wiped their mouths with paper, threw them into the trash can, and put them in the pocket of the school uniform and jacket, which was a little more leisurely than others.

Dongzhi followed the crowd into the high school second year teaching building, and when he went to the class, he saw that the back seat had changed, not the one in the afternoon.

Miao Jing had not arrived yet, Dong Zhi's back seat was Miao Jing's deskmate. He was originally a boy with a buzz head and glasses. He was silent and could not say a few words to them a day.

Now it's changed to a newly transferred one.

Seeing it, Dongzhi sat down in his seat without asking much questions.

Before the stool was hot, someone suddenly poked the back with a pen.
To be continued...