Even as a "normie," I'm completely oblivious to it.

As she spoke, Qin Ruoke pointed to a room not far away on the east side of this row of apartments.

This apartment is very high-end, with only two rooms on each floor. Qin Ruoke's room is on the east side, and Yu Zhe's room is on the west side.

After pointing, Qin Ruoke lowered her hand and took a step back: "I won't go in today. It's almost time for dinner. I was just saying hello. In the future... please take good care of me."

"Hehe, of course, of course. Xiao Ruoke, you're too kind. We'll be neighbors from now on. That's interesting. You mean our seats at school are neighbors, and our homes are neighbors too?"

Unlike Yu Zhe, who was still laughing and joking.

Zixiao instinctively felt a sense of crisis. Good heavens, wildflowers have come to her doorstep?!

Does my brother really not wonder at all why Senior Qin Ruoke chose this place?

This is clearly aimed at the older brother!

That was a really clever move.

Although she was thinking this in her heart, Zixiao still bowed slightly politely and said with a beautiful smile, "Yes, Senior Qin Ruoke, please take care of me in the future."

Moreover, one can glean some clues from the way Senior Qin Ruoke occasionally glances at her brother.

Brother...you are truly sinful.

"Oh right!" Qin Ruoke suddenly clapped her hands, picked up a large white plastic bag she had placed on the ground, and rummaged through it. "I also brought a gift for you. Wait... let me look for it."

A gift to mark our meeting?

Yu Zhe was a little excited, wondering what Qin Ruoke, who used to be so frugal that she would only eat steamed buns for a meal, would give him when he suddenly started living a more affluent life.

"Ah, I found it! It was mixed in with a bunch of household items, so it was a bit hard to find..."

As she spoke, Qin Ruoke took out a large rectangular box from the large plastic bag.

Judging from its appearance, it looks like some kind of board game.

Qin Ruoke handed the box to Yu Zhe, who took it and looked at it.

Good heavens, a whole box of mahjong tiles!

Wow, that's really heavy!

"Mahjong?"

Yu Zhe and Zi Xiao were both stunned. These days, is it fashionable to give mahjong as a gift when meeting someone?

That shouldn't be the case; usually, when people give away games like chess, they give away something similar.

Blinking in confusion, Qin Ruoke explained, "Hmm? Isn't this a bit odd... I was picking out a gift at the supermarket just now, and I grabbed this. Yuzhe, didn't you say before that once I moved in, we could play mahjong together...?"

It seems like someone really did say that?

Yu Zhe thought about it and agreed.

But it was just a joke back then...

But since they had already bought it, Yu Zhe smiled and held the mahjong box, saying, "Thank you, Xiao Ruo Ke. Come over and play mahjong with me sometime."

"Yes, I will!"

You're so honest!

15. Reasons for liking long hair

After seeing Qin Ruoke off, Yu Zhe put the mahjong set on the shelf, thinking he'd leave it there in case he ever needed it.

Zixiao quickly finished making lunch, and the two of them, as usual, enjoyed the peaceful and quiet lunchtime.

There was still some time before school started after lunch, and Yu Zhe originally planned to take a nap. Even though it was a short nap, a little rest would keep him energized for the whole afternoon.

But this idea was soon changed by a certain circumstance.

Just now, when I passed by the washroom, I saw Zixiao combing her hair. Every time she combed the ends of her hair, she looked at her reflection in the mirror and seemed a little distressed.

Zixiao watched for a while at the door until she turned around and saw Yuzhe standing there. She was startled and exclaimed, "Whoa, you scared me to death! What are you doing, brother? You don't have an interest in watching girls comb their hair, do you? There's no need to peek!"

"What kind of strange hobby is that?!"

Yu Zhe made a sarcastic remark, then closed one eye: "Isn't it because you looked thoughtful while combing your hair? What, is your hair split? Then we can change the shampoo and conditioner."

These words made Zixiao's pretty face blush slightly: "Brother, what are you saying! Although my hair isn't as good as yours, I take good care of it. Don't believe me? Feel it!"

Look

Zixiao picked up a lock of her hair and pulled her closer. Yuzhe laughed and said, "No need, no need, I was just joking. I don't know anything about you, so what are you thinking?"

What do you mean by "older brother knows everything"? Although in a certain sense it is true... but the last time we took a bath together was when we were little.

That data is outdated; it's from the past!

Zixiao knew that she had grown in all aspects and wanted to find an opportunity to let her brother see her.

Putting these things aside for now in her action plan, Zixiao put down the comb: "It's nothing important, it's just that my hair has grown a bit long, it's already above my waist, and it's always a bit difficult to comb. Now it's completely past my waist, so it's really quite difficult to manage every time."

"Indeed... it does look a bit long, I know, I know, it's also a hassle to wash your hair, right?"

"Yes."

Actually, Zixiao's hair wasn't this long when she was little, but I don't remember which day it was. When everyone was chatting, Yuzhe said that he liked long hair.

Of course, he just likes to see girls with long, flowing hair, but Yu Zhe doesn't like it when it comes to himself!

If his sisters hadn't objected, he would have cut off his cumbersome long hair long ago, but he just couldn't.

Ahem, getting back to the main topic, the focus now is on Zixiao's hair.

"Zixiao, sit over there. I'll cut your hair, just like before, okay?"

"Hmm... I'll go find the scissors. I'll trouble you then, brother."

Even now, Zixiao and Yuche have never been to a hair salon. Their hair is always cut by Yuzhe, which is one of his hobbies. He always feels a sense of satisfaction when he uses scissors to create a beautiful hairstyle.

Of course, when Yu Zhe first started practicing, their hair suffered a lot; it was cut so badly that they couldn't even go out in public.

But after practicing, it only took a short time for Yu Zhe to become comparable to the top hairdressers.

In contrast, after that, Zixiao and Yuche took care of Yuzhe's hair. Occasionally, after cutting it, they would put a bow on it or something, but that goes without saying.

Yu Zhe washed his hands and returned to the living room. Zi Xiao had already moved the small coffee table and cleared some space.

She herself sat on a chair in the middle of the open space and handed Yu Zhe a pair of scissors.

Yu Zhe took the scissors and then found a white cloth on the shelf. He had brought it from the villa and knew it would come in handy.

Unfold the apron, wrap it around Zixiao, and help her tie it on.

He twirled the scissors in his hand for a while, like a circus act, and seemed eager to try it himself.

"So, what's the length like this time? Should we leave it longer or cut it more?"

Instead of the expected answer, Zixiao replied without hesitation: "Just cut it the way my brother likes it."

This sentence seems unremarkable.

But it actually contains a deeper meaning.

That is, no matter what style it is cut, the purpose is to show it to Yu Zhe alone, so the specific details are left to Yu Zhe to judge.

"Okay, I'll get started then."

The scissors twirled in Yu Zhe's hands, creating a variety of patterns.

Although her actions seemed impressive, actually only a small amount of Zixiao's hair ended up on the ground.

Yu Zhe thought that although Zi Xiao was beautiful no matter what, she was definitely more suited to having longer hair.

Because this is what she looked like when the two first met.

Those long, black hairs, fluttering in the wind, are truly unforgettable for Yu Zhe.

So this haircut was just a trim. Her hair was already past her waist, so we cut it a little shorter so that the ends touched her waist, which would complement Zixiao's figure.

It's fine if it's long. If Zixiao says it's inconvenient to wash her hair, then Yuzhe can help her.

What Yu Zhe didn't know was that Zi Xiao herself actually preferred her hair to be a little longer.

After cutting it, Yu Zhe went around to the front and helped Zi Xiao trim her bangs.

Every time Yu Zhe cuts Zi Xiao's and Yu Che's hair, he gets into a very serious state.

And it was in this state that Yu Zhe was now standing in front of Zi Xiao. Although she couldn't move, her heart was pounding.

My serious older brother is so handsome.

While fixing Zixiao's earlobe, Yuzhe touched her ear and said, "Hey? Zixiao, your ear is a little hot... Look, it's all red. Do you have a cold? Are you okay?"

"No...no! Brother, you're overthinking it! It's not because of that, it's because...well, anyway, I'm fine, I can keep cutting."

"All right…"

After about twenty minutes, Yu Zhe brought the scissors to the finish with the final cut, bringing the event to a perfect close.

Yu Zhe circled around Zi Xiao a few times, as if admiring a work of art he had painstakingly crafted, and nodded in satisfaction.

"Is it...good-looking?"

Feeling a little embarrassed by Yu Zhe's stare, Zi Xiao lowered her head and asked a question.

"She looks beautiful, Zixiao looks beautiful no matter what. Oh, and my skills are really good, they haven't deteriorated. By the way, I saw that Yuche's hair seemed to have grown longer last time, I'll come and cut it for her next time."

"Let's not mention Yu Che here..."

After helping Zixiao untie the apron, she stood up, walked to the washroom, and looked at her hair in the mirror from both the front and back.

"Isn't this exactly the same?!"

My brother spent ages cutting my hair without stopping, but it didn't look any different at all.

No...no, it seems shorter at the end, and it seems a bit easier?

Yu Zhe put the scissors and apron back in the cabinet: "The length hasn't changed much, but I thinned it out a bit for you, so it should be much easier now."

You know what, it's true.

My brother's skills are getting better and better.

After packing everything up, Yu Zhe walked to Zi Xiao's side and held...

He lifted her hair and brought it close to his face: "Don't move yet... I need to feel it for a while. Sometimes I feel... it's very therapeutic."