In the bathroom, in front of the mirror cabinet.
Ha Yue first tied all her hair back with the rubber band on her right wrist, then took the scissors Xue Jing handed her and cut her long hair in one stroke. The charred hair was at the collarbone level. Along the upper edge, she cut off nearly fifty centimeters of long hair without the slightest hesitation.
Without a second thought, she grabbed her hair and threw it into the trash can. Ha Yue loosened the hair tie, ran her fingers through the remaining stubble, and rinsed it clean under the tap along with the scissors.
Just a step away, Xue Jing was still standing in the bathroom, and when he brought the scissors over, he had a lot of witty remarks he wanted to say.
But seeing Ha Yue take the scissors he handed her and cut off her long hair in a few seconds, he immediately let out a bark similar to that of a wild animal strolling leisurely in the forest, suddenly startled by an invasion.
Hearing the sound, Ha Yue looked up. In the mirror, under the tricky overhead light, Xue Jing, who was behind her, looked like a delicate oil painting.
His eyes were sunken and he had heavy dark circles. His pale face was filled with both fatigue and surprise. In addition, he had just gotten out of bed and was not prepared to entertain guests. He was wearing a very thin set of pajamas.
The white base with frosted fabric and black trim is fairly conservative, but the pajamas are covered with cartoon puppies of various shapes, which clashes with his appearance.
Ha Yue herself had two of these pajamas in her closet; it seems that no matter who you are, it's inevitable to adapt to local customs and become a little more down-to-earth. Perhaps it was because the other person's demeanor was approachable, kind, and even pitiful and endearing that Ha Yue's mind softened.
People are always particularly vulnerable when they are down, and instinctively seek warmth and comfort.
Actually, she had already decided to accept Xue Jing's reluctant offer before she even knocked on the door. Xue Jing needed her to complete his new work, and didn't she also enjoy taking a break from her endlessly dreary life?
Even a torn plastic bag can somersault in the wind; consider it a mental break, and she needs this temporary feeling of being needed.
Moreover, once Xue Jing discovers Zhao Chunni's illness, the so-called better future he pursues will no longer exist. The cold and sophisticated Xue Jing will not choose to stay.
Renting an unfinished apartment and using a second-hand car were merely expedient measures for her creative endeavors. Ha Yue's beautiful but selfish ex-boyfriend never had any plans for the future in Suicheng.
The work will end, and once he resumes his writing and enters the next peak period, the ambiguity of the phase can dissipate at any time.
The lingering resentment and regret Xue Jing felt about the breakup years ago will eventually be worn down by reality.
The beauty of things lies in their lingering presence in the past.
She really didn't need to worry about Xue Jing's demands; he was investing a small amount of money for a bigger return, and he wouldn't do a losing proposition. She wasn't worried about herself either, because she was good at saying goodbye, and at this stage, she wasn't so eager for a grand love story to blossom.
All good things must come to an end, because tenderness is controllable and therefore comfortable.
So when Ha Yue saw his silly expression, she didn't have to suppress her joy and laughed out loud if she wanted to.
With a slight smile, Ha Yue's eyes sparkled as she teased him, "What, scared again?"
"I've wanted to say this for a long time, you're really easily scared. I didn't ask you to rip me off, and I cut your hair, so what are you afraid of? Are you just naturally timid or what?"
The rich value their lives, and are truly timid and afraid of trouble.
Xue Jing was as meticulous as a young girl in many ways, and not as bold as her.
"What do you mean?" Xue Jing clicked his tongue, noticing her radiant eyes and slightly flushed ears.
Immediately afterwards, Ha Yue shook her head in front of the mirror and commented, "Do all men like girls with long hair? Is short hair ugly? I think it's okay. At least it's convenient to wear a helmet. You have no idea how troublesome it is to dry your hair in winter."
"Is it because short hair isn't stimulating your male hormones? What should I do then, Mr. Xue? Should I get it back? I bet the barbershops aren't open either."
Ha Yue's hair is in great condition. She hasn't had time to dye, perm, or style it in recent years, so it's especially black and shiny. Aside from the weight of her long hair, the ends fall between her chin and collarbone, flowing like water with her movements. She looks like a lotus emerging from clear water, naturally beautiful without any artifice, which makes her whole face appear much more aloof and elegant.
"Who said I'm ugly? Seriously. My hormones are fine, don't worry about it."
Ha Yue's habit of being a debater in school hasn't changed at all. She's very good at using carrots to dangle Xue Jing in circles, and she can break down his psychological defenses with just a few words.
Xue Jing was about to open his mouth to refute that he was not such a superficial man who cared about appearances, but in the mirror, Ha Yue had already finished speaking and closed her mouth with her lips pursed. She didn't treat him like an outsider at all. She walked to the shower area, pushed aside the showerhead, and directly unbuttoned her shirt.
Beneath her grey quilted loungewear, Ha Yue wore a thin white slip dress, and with each movement, large swathes of her fair and smooth skin eagerly exposed to Xue Jing's iris.
Ha Yue felt that since they had already slept together, and had been honest with each other countless times when they were younger, there was no need to be pretentious in front of Xue Jing.
But Xue Jing's heart pounded, as if he were caught in a thunderstorm.
Unlike the last time at night, the hotel room was only dimly lit, and they were very close during the process, but Xue Jing fell headfirst into the sticky water and could see almost nothing except for Ha Yue's shimmering eyes.
It was broad daylight, and Xue Jing had installed eight high-wattage bathroom heaters in the bathroom to keep warm. At that moment, all the bulbs were shining brightly on Ha Yue, creating a focused effect. He could even see the small black mole on the other person's collarbone, which he was very familiar with.
Because of her slender and strong bones, Ha Yue's skin, no matter how firm, appeared very soft, with a silky smooth texture like cream. On her clean skin, apart from a small patch of dark brown on her shoulders and neck, Xue Jing knew that she also had another birthmark on the right side of the groove on her lower back.
The birthmark was an incomplete circle, like a period with ink that hadn't dried, or like the bright moon rising from the sea amidst the mist.
His fingertips had caressed it, and his tongue had sucked on it.
What's more, his lewd thoughts were now running rampant in his mind, and he wanted to do the same to the other parts of her body.
He used to be afraid to talk to Ha Yueti, fearing that the other party would think he was despicable, but after the last time, he was clearly much bolder.
Because there were no major renovations before moving in, the interior design was mostly soft furnishings, and the only thing in the bathroom that served as the medium for separating the wet and dry areas was a single piece of frosted glass.
Water flows downhill. If he kneels down and holds onto the glass door with the shower running, his mouth and nose will be at the bottom. He would probably drown if he choked on the water.
However, changing positions is also an option.
The tip of my tongue tasted strangely sweet and fishy.
Before his whole body burned up and he completely turned into a pervert, Xue Jing hurriedly threw the new bath towel in his hand onto the electric towel rack, turned his head away, and said in an unnatural voice, "You wash first, I'll go... I'll go, um, lick, ptooey! Drink some water."
"good."
He felt like he was flying as he walked those two steps, and his slippers almost tripped him. Just as he slipped out of the bathroom door, Ha Yue suddenly called out to him from behind.
"Xue Jing!" Ha Yue's voice was soft and gentle, the kind of casual tone she used to use when addressing him.
It's like a summer fruit smoothie, with a slight tingling sensation when held between your teeth.
Xue Jing stopped in his tracks, rubbed two fingers of his right hand against his chin, and after two seconds, Ha Yue's voice pierced through the dampness and reached his heart.
"Thank you."
Thank you for paying Xiaoyu's medical expenses in advance, and thank you for your tactful reminder of the potential risks of trying to save the pregnancy.
"But they've already decided that they're going to have the baby no matter what."
"They really need this child."
"I know you don't care, find it troublesome, and don't really care, but after thinking about it, I still want to tell you the result." After all, he had also contributed to this matter, so she couldn't blame him.
She had already transferred the money to Xue Jing on behalf of Jinzi. Like a clay Bodhisattva crossing the river, out of neighborly affection, this was all she could do.
"Also, I'm on my period today, and I've already started bleeding. Can you please stop overthinking things?"
"I really came here to rest. To sleep soundly."
He was truly daring in his thinking, and she was truly daring in her words.
After closing the bathroom door, Xue Jing stood silently for a few seconds before walking to the full-length mirror and carefully examining his head from left to right. He couldn't understand why Ha Yue's gaze could penetrate his head without obstruction, even though his bones and skin weren't transparent.
It doesn't matter; he'll never feel ashamed that his intentions have been seen through.
Immediately afterwards, Xue Jing acted as if he hadn't heard anything, walked outside, busied himself in the yard for about ten minutes, dried the water droplets on his hands, rubbed his shoulders, and sleepily returned to the bedroom, taking out a clean set of pajamas from the closet.
The pajamas were women's, and like the slippers Ha Yue was wearing, they were a matching set he picked out from the mall when he moved and was buying household items for himself. In addition to the matching pajamas, slippers, towels, and electric toothbrush, he also placed tampons of different flow rates and safety shorts in the bathroom.
The shopping malls in Suicheng don't have many high-priced, minimalist-style items; all the couple's items are covered with various cartoon characters.
Mostly cats and dogs, there are also pirated Ultraman and Pokémon.
In the past, he would rather go naked than wear these pajamas, but people's aesthetic sense may change. Recently, he has been fond of ugly, simple line drawings, and he will stop and stare at passing children carrying cartoon backpacks.
Stroking the black cat on his pajamas, Xue Jing lay down on the bed. He couldn't open his eyes, but instead of stopping his wild thoughts, he couldn't help but smirk and praise himself from a few weeks ago. Although he hadn't prepared the fruits that Ha Yue liked, these things he bought were really useful!
It doesn't matter if he can't write it down; he could probably become a relationship mentor for young people in the future.
When it comes to the ultimate, world-class problem of winning back an ex-girlfriend, no one is better at it than Xue Jing.
Please, Ha Yue doesn't lock the door when she takes a shower at his house, and she even tells him about her period!
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