Author: Lan Jing and

"What are you doing?"

"Even if we don't have money to support her."

"You can also give it to someone else."

After Yan Manjia's father, Yan He, appeared, there was no trace of the baby. He could only shake the mother vigorously, kneel on the beach and cry loudly.

The girl swimming in the deep sea at that time was Haitang, whom Wang Xunrong had been thinking about for a long time.

Wearing a light Tiffany blue dress, she swam in the deep sea with a school of small fishes, as if she was performing a unique dance in the sea. Begonias swirled around the small fishes, and the skirt of the skirt was rendered with green smoke like leaves.

maneuver.

Gradually, Haitang sensed a feeling that was far away from her. She closed her eyes and searched hard for this feeling that was getting stronger, and swam quickly towards the sea.

When she swam to the surface, the feeling became stronger. She looked around and found Yan Manjia as a baby. She held the baby in her arms and swam back to the island.

The baby looked at her and blinked his little eyes, then smiled happily and stretched out his little hand to Haitang. Haitang stretched out her little finger to her, and the baby held it tightly and made a happy sound.

Haitang put her forehead against the baby's.

Haitang turned her head and looked at the cute and adorable baby with a surprised look on her face, a gentle smile on her face.

"Hello, sweet little baby."

"You and I are both chosen by nature."

"You also have a mission."

"You will definitely grow up strong, be safe and happy."

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Harbor City

Yan Manjia was passing by the street in a car heading to the prison. The window of the car was moved downwards. The slight wind couldn't help but rush towards her, blowing her black hair, and strands of hair passed over her.

Her eyes and the music in the car gave the scene a comfortable atmosphere. She pushed her hair behind her ears, smiled and her dimples were faintly visible. She passed by a barber shop with simple decoration in front of her. She quickly asked the driver

parking.

"I'll do my hair, you guys go park the car first."

Yan Manjia walked into the barber shop and looked around the environment, and saw a man sitting on the barber's chair, playing games and doing nothing.

The barber who was playing the game didn't notice the customer who came in, but the game failed him and he still lost the game he played countless times.

"Damn it, I still lost, damn it."

He patted his thigh unconvinced, looked up and saw a girl's figure in the barber mirror. Realizing that it was a customer, he quickly got up and put away his phone, but when he turned around, he found a girl who looked like a student.

He talked too much.

"There's no class today?"

Yan Manjia looked coldly at the man with yellow curly hair and a denim suit in front of her. The simple outfit did not make her feel uncomfortable, because she herself was also very simple in clothes, but when she heard that mouth saying

Issues that were not relevant to him made him very unhappy.

"What does it have to do with you?"

"I'll just get a haircut and wash my hair, can't I?"

The barber who was smiling at him suddenly lost his smile when he heard this difficult tone. He stood there dumbfounded before he could react. He was already filled with embarrassment. After he reacted, he took Yan Manjia to have her hair washed.

After washing her hair, Yan Manjia sat in front of the barber mirror, and the barber looked at the girl through the mirror.

"What haircut do you want?"

"Short hair."

"How short?"

The barber used his palm next to the girl's neck to compare the length of the haircut. Yan Manjia shook his head. When he moved his palm to the girl's jawline, Yan Manjia nodded. The barber looked at it blankly.

The girl looks small and fair in the mirror.

"You... a student are not suitable for such short hair."

After the barber finished speaking, he took out his mobile phone and wanted the girl to see some of the most popular hairstyles, but Yan Manjia waved her hand and refused. She closed her eyes and sighed.

"If you don't cut it well, you'll say it doesn't fit."

"Where did all the excuses come from?"

After the barber heard this, he was surprised to see the female student who spoke so irritatingly at such a young age, but he was even more angry. When he was about to retort, Yan Manjia pulled her hair out

Grabbing the exposed chin.

The barber looked disdainful, but when he lowered his eyes and saw the conspicuous and creepy scar, he frowned and raised his eyebrows, and the expression on his face also showed his disbelief.

Yan Manjia lowered her head and raised her eyes, looking at the shocked expression on the hairdresser's face in the mirror with fear in it. She actually found it a little funny.

"Don't be afraid."

"You didn't.

"I just don't want to hide it anymore."

After the barber heard this, he looked at the girl in the mirror again. There was a feeling of sadness in the girl's round eyes. Suddenly, two majestic gentlemen opened the door and came to his senses.

He thought the two people were customers and was about to ask the people inside to come out, but was stopped by the girl.

"They are not customers, they are my bodyguards."

"You guys sit there first, we have to wait a while."

"No need, County..."

We'll just stand."

Yan Manjia coughed a few times, and the two bodyguards noticed the way she looked at them, so they had no choice but to obey the order and sit upright on the sofa.

The two bodyguards are Xiao Shen, the driver's bodyguard, and Wang Yuan.

Only then did the barber realize that the girl sitting in the chair waiting for his haircut was not a so-called student.

When the barber was cutting Yan Manjia's hair, he gradually became sweaty. He would always accidentally see the scar that could not be seen directly. He blinked and held the hair scissors very carefully, but his hands still would

Shaking with nervousness, he exhaled and tried his best to adjust his state.

After a long time, Yan Manjia left the barber chair and stood in front of the long mirror, combing her short hair that she was now satisfied with.

But when the strands of hair fell to the ground, it was the unforgettable past saying goodbye to her.

Now with neat short hair, she is no longer the little girl who used to have long hair that she didn't like just to hide her fear.

She raised her head high and looked at herself in the mirror with the corners of her mouth raised. Her eyes were as cold as ice on the sea. But only she knew that at this moment, her heart was an endless deep sea. Once she began to no longer be afraid of the past, it would be flowers.

Not far from withering.

She swallowed, touched the scar on the back of her neck with both hands, closed her eyes and stood there motionless.

Seeing this scene, the barber's face began to look melancholy, and his heart suddenly felt filled with emotion.

Staring at the barber chair in a daze, he had given haircuts to many students who were studying, but this was the first time he saw a girl who was clearly in her prime, but there was no longing for the future in her eyes, but a look of hope.

It seemed like I was going through something that I shouldn't have to endure at this age.

The barber took the money handed over by Yan Manjia, glanced at the bodyguard next to the girl, and then looked at the girl with a smile. But when he looked down at the red coins in his hand, he didn't react yet, but he felt this

The thickness of the money, he lowered his head and sipped the money again, one, two, three, four.

The barber smiled and put the money into his trouser pocket, and his tone became more comfortable.

"You are so generous."

Yan Manjia looked coldly at the barber whose attitude had changed 180 degrees, and couldn't help but smile. But when she thought about how he had to put a smile on his face every day, flattering and talking to customers, she would think of it.

I used to smile at every customer every day, but every time I was tired, I still had to be tortured by my mother.

"The service industry is not easy."

"If you have money, give it."

"If you don't have enough money, give me as much as you need."

The barber originally wanted to send Yan Manjia away but was declined, so he could only open the door and welcome the girl to leave. When he turned around and went back, he suddenly heard the girl's voice.

"I have a word of advice for you."

"Don't ask questions that have nothing to do with you."

"This way your guests will feel comfortable."

The barber looked back at the girl's smiling face, which was so beautiful, but when he thought about the unpredictable story in her eyes, he couldn't help but feel sad.

Thinking back to the girl's words, the scene in my mind was of a boring conversation while dyeing a customer's hair. When I thought about it, the customer's face was expressionless after I said something.

He patted his mouth and then returned to the barber shop.

Yan Manjia was standing on the side of the street waiting for the driver Xiao Shen to pick her up from the parking area. Suddenly, she saw an elderly woman at the bus stop accidentally dropping her wallet on the ground while rummaging for the bus card in her bag. But
To be continued...