While waiting for his flight, He Ziqian couldn't stay still and wandered around the airport in his wheelchair.
Yun Jin and He Tingchuan guarded their luggage.
Several times, Yun Jin saw He Tingchuan's gaze fall on her head.
She smiled and said, "Is it because you got your hair permed? Are you not used to it?"
"Is this hair always going to be like this?" He Tingchuan really felt uncomfortable, as if he had a new wife.
How novel!
"Hmm, it's still curly even after washing." Seeing his big hands itching to touch it, Yun Jin cutely leaned her head closer: "Touch it if you want, but don't rub it too hard, you can't mess up your hairstyle."
With her permission, He Tingchuan reached out and curiously touched her curly hair.
Her hair, which was originally straight, is now permed and has some elasticity. When she comes close, her hair smells nice, and he feels a little itchy inside.
He Tingchuan touched it for a while, then touched it again for a while.
Seeing that many passersby were staring at the couple, He Tingchuan finally withdrew his hand.
Yun Jin's eyes lit up: "How was it?"
"Very interesting!" He Tingchuan said with a smile.
Yun Jin raised an eyebrow smugly: "This is the most popular hairstyle right now. Let me tell you, when I get back, everyone in the compound will definitely ask me where I got it done."
"That's because my wife looks good with her perm!" He Tingchuan praised mindlessly.
"Why are you speaking such blunt truths? Your haircut looks great, so clean and neat, like you have a new husband!" If there weren't other people around, Yun Jin would have wanted to kiss him.
He Tingchuan sensed her thoughts, stopped her with a look, but grabbed her hand with his large hand, their fingers intertwined, showing restraint and forbearance.
The two were exchanging knowing glances when an older woman leaned over and said, "Lady, your hair looks really nice with that perm. Where did you get it done?"
"Hong Kong City." Yun Jin didn't expect that someone would inquire about it so quickly.
"I know it's Gangcheng, but which store is it?" The auntie could tell she traveled between the two places.
Yun Jin told her the address and the shop name, and her aunt wrote it down by hand: "Women look good with perms. I'll get one next time I come to Gangcheng. I won't have the chance this time!"
Besides this aunt, other women also took a liking to Yun Jin's hairstyle and came to inquire about it. Yun Jin regretted it; she should have asked the shop owner for a referral fee.
By the time He Ziqian was pushed back, Yun Jin and the others were about to board the plane.
He Tingchuan asked, "What happened?"
He Ziqian gave an awkward smile: "This comrade insisted on doing a good deed, so I could only ask him to push me back. Thank you, comrade!"
The person who did the good deed felt embarrassed, as being so blatantly exposed was truly awkward.
I'm afraid of getting banned if I manually go too far.
The plane landed around the time Yun Jin had expected. It was a direct flight with no layovers, so they landed safely in Beijing around 7 p.m.
They were picked up by Brother He and Little Rice Cake.
If it weren't for the fear of not having enough room, Mrs. He would have come to pick her up at the airport too.
There was an injured person who had bought a lot of things, so Mother He could only ask Brother He to bring Xiao Nian Gao.
He Tingchuan pushed a luggage cart, while Yun Jin pushed a wheelchair. The wheelchair was piled high with luggage, and He Ziqian's face was almost completely obscured.
He had reason to suspect that the wheelchair was bought to push luggage, and he just picked it up incidentally.
Little Niangao watched as the people came out, being held in Brother He's arms. She stared at the exit, but didn't recognize Yun Jin and He Tingchuan at first.
In Xiao Niangao's memory, her mother's hair was long and black, not this color, nor this curly hair that looked fun.
Moreover, her mother didn't have such a pretty suit, nor would she appear carrying a nice handbag and wearing high heels.
Her mother was beautiful, but not in the kind of striking beauty that comes across as immediately attractive.
Little Rice Cake didn't know then that there's a kind of beauty called dazzling.
He Tingchuan, on the other hand, wore short floral print jeans and a shirt, instead of the military green or navy blue pants he usually wore.
To put it bluntly, it's like upgrading from a slingshot to a cannon.
It's normal that you can't recognize the little rice cake.
Even Brother He didn't recognize them. These three people, who walked out looking radiant and stylish, dressed differently from the ones they remembered, were the people they were waiting for.
If He Ziqian hadn't recognized them, he would have tilted his head and revealed a smug face, saying, "Dad, what are you looking at? We're right here!"
Brother He looked at He Ziqian, who was sitting in a wheelchair with a big smile.
Then look at He Tingchuan, who has taken off his sunglasses, revealing a cold and handsome face. He has already let go of the stroller, reached out to Xiao Niangao, and showed a doting, guilty, and loving smile on his face: "Nian Gao baby, let Daddy hug you."
Little Rice Cake stared wide-eyed in disbelief: "Dad?"
He Tingchuan smiled indulgently: "Yes, Daddy's back!"
Little Rice Cake's big, bright eyes immediately filled with tears, and she pouted and cried, "Daddy, I miss you so much!"
He Tingchuan was waiting for his darling to throw herself into his arms, and he was all ready to comfort the little one, but who knew...
His precious daughter, so beautiful and radiant, abandoned him and rushed towards her mother: "Mommy, waah, Mommy, you've become even more beautiful! I almost didn't recognize you! Mommy, I missed you so much!"
Feeling neglected, He Tingchuan looked at Xiao Niangao nestled in her mother's arms, then at Yun Jin's smug little eyes, and he didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
Forget it, he's his daughter, how could he be angry with her?
My wife is my own too, how can I compete with her for my affection?
When Brother He met He Ziqian's longing gaze, he said with disdain, "Get lost, you're a grown man, I'm not going to hug you."
He Ziqian was heartbroken: "Dad, you've made me feel like a stranger. Am I no longer your son now that I'm all grown up?"
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