Chapter 58 Little Wenli 3
He even began to believe that his leg disability was truly a psychological issue.
"Hmm~ Before that, shouldn't I get a haircut?"
She was holding a pair of scissors in her hand, looking at him with eager anticipation.
The scissors were too big for her hands.
He could tell perfectly well that she wasn't good at repairs.
“Your hair is a bit long, and it makes you look tired.” She blinked as she looked at him.
"You said you're my future friend?"
Memories from his childhood flooded back, and he remembered her purpose when she first appeared before him.
"Yes!"
"You're my first friend here! You've been so kind to me."
She seemed quite happy when she brought it up.
For some reason, Wen Li felt a pang of jealousy.
It's hard to imagine that he could have such a friend.
He doesn't seem very bright.
"What will I be like in the future?" he asked with some curiosity.
"She looks great! She always keeps her clothes neat and tidy. On days when she's resting at home, she wears loungewear, and when she goes out, she wears formal attire. She looks very sophisticated!"
Fifteen-year-old Wen Li was not at all intimidating to be around.
Song Jinhuan couldn't help but say a few more words.
Wen Li found it increasingly strange; this didn't seem like a relationship between ordinary friends at all.
It's more like...
"You're living together?" he asked.
"yes!"
"You'll be so caring and thoughtful in the future!"
Wen Li realized that this woman was very likely his future partner.
"Who told you that you and my future self are good friends?"
Song Jinhuan tilted her head and thought hard for a moment, "No one told me, but I did say that, and you didn't refute it."
Fifteen-year-old Wen Li: "...Have you ever hugged?"
"Yes, I have."
Xiao Wenli's expression turned somewhat grim; he was unable to ask any further questions.
At this moment, he is being attacked by the decline of propriety, righteousness, integrity, and morality.
I never imagined that I would be so shameless and irresponsible in the future!
You're trying to fool a young girl!
Fifteen-year-old Wen Li simply couldn't accept herself like that.
"Don't be friends with him."
That old Wen Li is not worthy!
Song Jinhuan looked at him sadly, "Why? Don't you like me?"
Who would ask such a question?
A flush rose to Wen Li's face, but luckily her hair covered it, otherwise she would have blushed.
"No."
He awkwardly looked around, then thought for a moment and changed the subject, saying, "Give me a haircut."
Suddenly I could understand why the other person left without saying goodbye.
Old Wen must have done something to wrong her.
What kind of hairstyle do you want?
The woman in front of me controlled her emotions very quickly.
As soon as she heard that he was going to get a haircut, she rushed over to him, blinking her eyes rapidly.
It was as if she could cut any hairstyle he wanted.
He held his breath and paused for a moment before saying, "My future hairstyle."
"good!"
The woman replied crisply.
With a series of clicking sounds, the area gradually brightened.
"Okay!"
Her voice was filled with guilt.
Wen Li had a bad feeling. "Mirror, I want to see."
"Hehe, hehehe..."
With a forced smile, she said, "No, thank you."
Wen Li looked up and quietly gazed at her.
The meaning is quite clear.
The woman touched her nose and said hesitantly, "I'm worried you'll be sad if you see this."
"Okay, watch it if you want."
She compromised and took out a mirror.
It's uneven and messy, like something a dog chewed.
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