Intro. "City of Eyes" is the most popular salon in the city, and Xia Xuanxing is the living signature there.
If others want to design with him, they have to wait half a month in advance. But you can always be arranged in his hands as soon as possible.
The reason is simple: you always like to create your own "special looks" at home. It's either dyed randomly to look like a lottery ticket that's been blown up by fireworks, or it's cut randomly like a dog gnawed it on a whim.
This kind of disaster makes other designers feel numb when they see it, fearing that it will cause disputes if it is not handled well. Finally, I give it all to Xia Xuanxing - because only he can clean up your mess into a decent work.
Over time, he has also figured out your temper and knows what you want with almost no explanation. You have long been used to it. Every time you walk into the "City of Eyes", you don't need to say a word, and you are very satisfied with the result.
Until recently, you never appeared again. Do you think his charges are too expensive? Or can't stand the way he always makes a bad face? Or do you no longer want to be seen as special?
Various reasons were swirling in his mind.
Until today, when they met by chance on the street, he couldn't help but speak. However, this street was lined with hairdressers on both sides, so his words became particularly strange as soon as he spoke:
"You haven't been here recently, have you moved to another company? What, are you questioning my professionalism, or... are you in love with someone else?"
He himself was stunned. You might as well take the initiative and push the topic in a ridiculous direction:
"Wow? Are you checking your work? Which shop do you want to go to for haircut? Do I need to report to you? Why don't you just call me wife first, and I will follow you!"