Our Secret (Secret In The Lattice)

Chapter 58

He Looking down at her in surprise, "Fortunately, I'm covering it tightly."

    "..."

    She is really too lazy to tell him.

    The tense mid-term exam is finally over, and the next two days are free time.

    Ding Xian and Kong Shadi made an appointment to cut their hair on Saturday morning. Ding Xian got up early and had a report with Ye Wanxian and went to the appointment. Kong Shadi was familiar with taking her to a barber shop she frequented. She found a famous "designer" for her with ease.

    After a while, the head was dyed with three-poke yellow hair and fart. The designer with scissors in her stock came out and greeted Kong Shadi intimately, "No class today?"

    Ding Xian suddenly felt what happened. Has it become so unreliable?

    She trembled in her heart, looked at the designer in front of her with trembling eyes, and retreated: "Sha...Sha...Di, I think...Will it be worth it."

,  Kong Shadi gave her a button. On the chair, ignoring her quiet protest, she simply turned around and said to designer No. 9: "Just look at the scissors, and cut her a face-shaped bangs. This year is not popular this year, and the middle bangs are not popular. Leave a poke on both sides. Huh?"

    She also used her hair to make gestures to the designer vividly.

    No. 9 designer Ding Xian looked up and down in the mirror look, does not agree: "Liu Qi cut on the line, her small face, do not cover both sides, or will look heavy." 

     "Chacha" two blacks fell before her eyes, Ding Xian quickly closed her eyes in fright, and confessed: "Master, you are merciful."

    An hour later.

    Ding Xian opened her eyes, a little silly, staring at the mirror, and awakened Kong Shadi who was about to fall asleep, "Shadi!!!"

    Kong Shadi was awakened in her dream, and she saw Ding Xian's shortness at a glance. The bangs that just covered the eyebrows, "Fuck it, cut it so short? A Chang, what's the matter with you?!"

    The designer called A Chang, \"The cut is too long to cover your eyes, isn't this an authentic sister's head.\"

    But it is indeed a bit too short. Ding Xian thinks that now she only needs to carry a hoe. She went to work in the ground, and she turned her head and asked Kong Shadi expressionlessly: "Can you complain?"

    A Chang said hurriedly, "Don't, sister, I'll fix it for you again. It's really pretty."

    Kong Shadi smiled dryly. "Actually, it’s been a long time, it’s really okay, but it’s probably not...adapted at first glance."

    Ding Xian: "Well, what can you do to prevent Zhou Si Yue from seeing it at first sight and adapt directly."

   " Come on, speak out, I'll listen."

    "Or, let's buy a wig band?"

    "Or, I'll just buy an eye mask for Zhou Si Yue."

    "Stop talking."

    ...

    The place where you play billiards is downstairs in a well-known Internet cafe in Yansan District, Ding Xian. When we passed by Kong Shadi, Zhou Si Yue and Song Ziqi were already leaning against the wall and chatting. Standing beside them were a few students who smoked on campus from another school. In the middle of the term, a boy shaved an extremely short inch, was tall and had facial features. He has been generally hard, and his face is a bit cold, wearing a blue and white school uniform, with the eighteenth high school printed on his chest, for fear that others will not know where he is a student. A group of boys of similar age chatted enthusiastically, shoving and laughing.

    He really makes all kinds of friends.

    This Internet cafe often has students sneaking into the Internet on weekends. There are not many students in the third middle school, and occasionally there are a few, the most being the eighteenth middle school students, all of them blatantly wearing school uniforms dangling in front of the network administrator.

    Kong Shadi held Ding Xian in her arms, and Ding Xian pulled up the hanging cap on her back, covering most of her face, and shrank beside her to follow.

    "Cough cough."

   The girl's clear cough interrupted the hot chat of several boys, and looked at them all together, Ding Xian didn't even dare to lift her head.

    Upon seeing this, the boys in 18th Middle School knew it well, and couldn't help but ridicule, "Come out in pairs?" Someone looked at Shadi, and Ding Xian was hiding under the brim. , tut twice, "Three years, the quality is not good too."

    Song Ziqi foot toward the crotch kick past the boys, "I say!"

    "where to play it, do not give me a bad kick."

     A few boy with a hippy smile and some infamous jokes in his mouth. It was originally a joke between boys. They didn't take it seriously. Ding Xian and Kong Shadi were embarrassed that they didn't even have a place to put their eyes.

    It turns out that he would make these jokes in private?

    She thought he didn't understand anything.

    But looking at his mouth with a smile that was not a smile, her heart seemed to be beating faster.

    Zhou Si Yue listened to it occasionally. He never took the initiative to speak up about this kind of thing, and he did it all along. Even though he knew that these boys were not malicious, he still clicked to the end. After doing some things, he was disgusted.

    He glanced at her, dragged people from Kong Shadi, lazily said: "Go."

  He stopped talking to the group of people, and took them upstairs to play billiards.

    The entrance to the billiard hall was a bit dark. Ding Xian quietly looked at him, only to find that this person was wearing a white T-shirt, a pair of black loose-fitting sweatpants, and a black baseball uniform. zipper.

    There was a smell of hair gel on his body, which was very elegant.

    Ding Xian suddenly became happy.

    The more Zhou Si Yue noticed, before entering the door, he glanced at her, "What are you laughing at?"

    Ding Xian shook her head. Perhaps, she had suffered countless inferiority and awkwardness against him, but at this moment, she was all relieved.

    A man has gone out spraying hair gel for her. What does it mean? !

    Strangely, there were not many people in the billiards hall on Saturday afternoon, only two or three tables were occupied, and the rest were empty tables. Zhou Si Yue went to the front desk and opened a table with the boss. While waiting, he saw Ding Xian leaning against the front desk. Looking at him still laughing triumphantly, Zhou Si Yue became inexplicably irritable and tore off the brim of her head hat.

    "What kind of hat do you wear in the house during the day?"

    Ding Xian's laughter stopped abruptly-

    this time, he was replaced by him, a boy in a baseball uniform with one hand in his pocket and half of his body leaning against the front desk. , Leaning forward and backward with a smile.

    "Yes, the lid."