It was a couple hugging each other, with a big "囍" character in the middle.
His eyes were dazed for a moment.
The same paper-cut is still hanging on the head of the bed in the bedroom of their villa in Beijing. It was cut at the City God Temple before they got married.
"Would you like to have a small portrait cut out?"
The old lady greeted with a smile, "Twenty yuan for one cut, it can be kept for a long time."
Su Niannian was a little moved, "I've never cut it before..."
"Try it, just as a souvenir."
Shi Heng had already taken out his wallet and deliberately looked at the yellowed paper cutting inside.
Su Niannian suddenly felt that the paper-cut of the word "囍" hanging next to her was extremely familiar.
As if I've seen it somewhere before, or even...
I touched the red paper with my own hands.
A tiny light flashed through my mind, like the sound of a pair of scissors opening and closing, but I couldn't grasp the specific shape.
The old lady cut Su Niannian's hair first.
The red paper folded in her hands and the scissors moved deftly.
After cutting, the old lady unfolded the red paper, and the silhouette of a woman with a ponytail appeared on the paper.
"It looks just like it!" Su Niannian took it in surprise.
When it was Shi Heng's turn, the old lady suddenly said, "Young man, have you ever had your hair cut before? I looked in your wallet..."
Shi Heng quickly closed his wallet and said, "It was... a long time ago."
The old lady smiled and continued what she was doing.
Shi Heng's gaze remained on the small statue in Su Niannian's hand.
"Okay!" The old lady unfolded Shi Heng's small portrait and handed it to him.
Shi Heng took it and put it in his wallet.
At this time, Su Niannian wanted to see the old lady's other works, but accidentally stepped on the scissors on the ground and fell forward.
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