In fact, he could just blackmail her into balding her hair if she gets another haircut. In fact, she had thought that he didn't like it when she got a haircut this time, and she had hesitated.
But in the end, emotion failed to defeat reason.
After the two people came out, the boss turned around and greeted them with a smile: "You two are done? Go slowly."
"Boss, I haven't paid yet, how much is it?"
Zhuo Jian asked with an embarrassed smile.
"I don't want to make money today. It's fate that we met each other. No need for money. I wish you happiness as a couple."
The shopkeeper nodded, then pushed the door open to isolate the two of them.
Zhuo Jian couldn't help but look back and saw that the boss still had such a distinctive personality.
Fu Yanye had already put on his coat and took her hand again: "Let's go, it's really cold."
Zhuo Jian thought, the cold must be because you just washed your hair.
And it was so short.
but......
Is he cutting her hair short?
Zhuo Jian couldn't help but look up at the back of his head.
Why did he do this?
Will he still be this good after regaining his memory?
She was unsure, but at this moment, she couldn't help but hold his hand tightly.
Fu Yanye noticed this detail, stopped and turned to look at her.
Zhuo Jian was startled, then asked him with a red face: "What's wrong? Isn't it cold?"
"It's not cold anymore."
He suddenly looked at her and laughed.
Zhuo Jian's heart gradually became lost following his smile.
On their way home, Zhuo Jian couldn't help but keep staring at him. She really didn't know how long he could last like this.
Sometimes she thinks, how nice would it be if he stayed like this?
But this is not the real him. He may be in pain secretly and wants to remember everything.
No one wants to lose a memory for the rest of their life.
Zhuo Jian looked at him and thought about what he might be thinking. The more he thought about it, the more worried he became, and his expression became more and more serious.
Fu Yanye's heart skipped a beat when he saw her expression when he parked the car.
Returning downstairs, after parking the car, he took Zhuo Jian back. Yuan Man and Chang Xia did not follow them further, and went directly back to their residence.
Fu Yanye closed the elevator door, and the two of them stood inside, unusually silent.
Fu Yanye turned to look at the woman on his side, quietly wondering why she was suddenly unhappy.
Zhuo Jian felt his gaze and looked up at him: "What's wrong?"
Fu Yanye suddenly turned around and came to her.
The tall and straight body immediately blocked the light in front of her eyes, and the delicate facial features were close to her.
When his hands were on both sides of her shoulders, Zhuo Jian stepped back and pressed her thin back against the elevator wall.
A little cold.
Fu Yanye immediately put a hand behind her.
Zhuo Jian didn't expect him to understand so well and looked at him in surprise.
Fu Yanye felt that her aura was a little forbearing, so he just asked her: "I have thought about it all the time and I can't think of anything I did wrong to make you angry tonight. Could it be that you met Zhao Ran at the door of your unit?"
"..."
Zhuo Jian was surprised by his question.
Where is she angry?
"Don't harm innocent people, I am also the victim."
Fu Yanye confirmed his guess and explained it as calmly as possible.
Zhuo Jian looked at him for a few seconds, wondering if he had been thinking about this all the time. She couldn't help teasing him, "How come you were the victim? Did you suffer a little loss?"
"My eyes hurt."
Fu Yanye looked into her clear eyes, which seemed to sneak into his heart and make him see clearly.
Although he didn't quite know what he was thinking, he really wanted her to go in and have a look. He didn't believe that he didn't have anything about her in his heart.