"Long hair is really annoying," Jiang Yao said. "It gets really hot in the summer."
"It is the end of October, and it is cold. You have made it through the summer, and it is October." Lu Xingzhi made a motion to shield Jiang Yao's long hair. "You are not allowed to cut it in any case."
"There is always another summer." Jiang Yao yanked her hair away from Lu Xingzhi's grasp. "You'll press down on my hair when you hold me at night."
In the movies, the image of the long-haired female lead with her hair disheveled and the male lead sleeping on the same bed was so beautiful that Jiang Yao could not look straight at them. Ever since her hair grew, she had felt that it was full of flaws.
She disliked tying her hair up while sleeping. She was always uneasy with a small ball at the back of her head, but once her hair came down, Lu Xingzhi would undoubtedly press down on it when he hugged her.