Zhang Yingkang's hands were so thin that they were skinny that they looked stiff and weird, but his fingers were very beautiful, white and slender, with beautiful joints, and shining with bright white light.

Ying Yan couldn't help but murmur: "It's really like a legendary pianist."

"Eleventh Years."

Ying Yan looked up and realized that it was Zhang Yingkang who was talking just now.

Zhang Yingkang turned his head and looked at the bright window and said lightly: "I have been bounced for eleven years."

Ying Yan was a little surprised: "Really? Wow, so awesome."

Zhang Yingkang glanced at Ying Yan: "It's just boring to have fun."

Ying Yan: "...... Then do you have any boring pastime?"

Zhang Yingkang actually counted one by one: "Saxophone, drums, violin, harmonica, horse riding, rock climbing, archery..."

Zhang Yingkang's tone did not fluctuate, it was very calm, so calm that it made people feel a little cruel.

Even if I could do more before, I can't do anything now.

How high I used to stand, how heavy I fell now.

Ying Yan immediately raised her face seriously and lowered her eyes and thought deeply.

It seems that she only knows how to treat people!

Ying Yan was frowning and wondering how to build a bridge over the gap in their love, but the door of the ward was suddenly knocked twice.

Ying Yan immediately stood up with relief and walked over and opened the door quickly.

A young man in his early twenties stood outside the door, with yellow hair dyed and grinning, smiling as he showed his big white teeth.

The young man was stunned when he saw Ying Yan and glanced at Ying Yan curiously for several times.

This was the first time he saw a woman beside Zhang Yingkang.

Ying Yan also looked up and down at the man in front of him, looking at the thigh of his yellow hair, and then at the twilight chains hanging on his ripped pants, full of doubts and vigilance.

Hum? Who is he? How did he come in?

The young man quickly reacted and immediately greeted Ying Yan with his big white teeth exposed: "Sister, hello, I am Qian Shuai." After that, he put his head into the ward, "Brother, I'm here."

Qian Shuai is Zhang Yingkang's barber and will come to trim Zhang Yingkang's hair regularly.

Ying Yan then let out and let him in.

Qian Shuai walked to the bed, and after saying hello, he skillfully carried Zhang Yingkang. While glanced at Ying Yan, who was still staring at him, he whispered in a low voice: "Brother, is that your girlfriend? She is quite beautiful."

Zhang Yingkang ignored him.

Qian Shuai had long been accustomed to Zhang Yingkang's taciturnity. While carrying the person to the bathroom, he continued to whisper: "It just seems a little short."

Ying Yan only reached his chest.

"Brother, how did you meet each other? Let's talk about it."

Zhang Yingkang felt annoyed, frowned, and simply said two words directly: "Deduct money."

Qian Shuai: "..."

"I'm wrong, brother, I'm wrong. I have old men and young men, and there is a wife who has not passed the door outside. Brother, you have—"

"Shut up."

Qian Shuai's two thick eyebrows immediately became straight: "Haole, brother. Thank you for having a lot of them."

Inexplicably similar cheeky.

Qian Shuai carried Zhang Yingkang into the bathroom and placed him on the bed.

The bathroom in the high-end ward is large and has complete facilities, which is more convenient for Zhang Yingkang's special physical condition.

Qian Shuai took off Zhang Yingkang's top, covered him with a large white towel, and then adjusted him to the most comfortable position.

At this time, Ying Yan also walked in and looked around.

Qian Shuai looked up at Ying Yan and spoke very remarkably: "Sister, I haven't seen you before, I've just arrived not long ago."

Ying Yan glanced at Zhang Yingkang with her eyes closed, put her hands in the pocket of the white coat, and nodded: "Well, it's not long, less than a month."

Qian Shuai held the spray head and adjusted the water temperature: "That's quite short. I've been here for two years. Now I'm my brother's specific barber." Qian Shuai's tone could not suppress his pride and show-off.

After all, I am young and have not yet been beaten by society.

"Oh, then how long have you been doing it in total? Isn't it difficult to do this?"

Ying Yan seemed quite curious.

Qian Shuai adjusted the water temperature and put the spray head close to Zhang Yingkang's hair: "Hehe, I have only been studying for more than two years. It's not too difficult to be stumped. I will be able to practice a few more times. Isn't there that saying, 'Failure is the mother of success'. As long as you can endure hardships and learn to summarize experiences and lessons in failure, you will succeed one day."

Yes, he is quite good at preaching.

Zhang Yingkang kept his eyes closed, as if he could not hear the conversation between the two people next to him.

The fine hair was slowly wet by the flow of water, and the hair became black and clear, and the completely exposed forehead was smooth and full, making the whole face look more three-dimensional. Zhang Yingkang's expression was still faint, but there was a hint of obvious relaxation.

Qian Shuai massaged Zhang Yingkang's head for a few times, squeezed out the shampoo and rubbed it on his hair: "Brother, do you think this strength is OK?" Qian Shuai grabbed Zhang Yingkang's head with both hands while asking about Zhang Yingkang's feelings.

Zhang Yingkang did not respond, and Qian Shuai asked and replied: "Well, the strength should be just right. Brother, I will give you a little more massage today to keep you comfortable enough to fall asleep."

Ying Yan stood beside him and looked for a while, and suddenly, as if he was very interested, rolled up his sleeves and walked to Qian Shuai, blinking his sincere apricot eyes and said, "Can you let me try it too? I think you said it so well just now."

Qian Shuai was wearing a high hat, and a smile of recognition immediately appeared on her face. Seeing that Ying Yan was really interested, she said, "As long as you have no objection, you have to obey my command."

Ying Yan nodded straight.

Under the command of Qian Shuai's left and right, Ying Yan helped Zhang Yingkang clean his hair, shake his lying on the bed, and turn it into a chair.

Ying Yan put a waterproof apron on Zhang Yingkang and turned to look at Qian Shuai: "Do you have scissors and combs?"

Before Qian Shuai could react at this time, he said casually: "Yes, of course, there is, how can the guy who is eating not bringing it with him?" Then he took out his scissors and a comb and handed it to Ying Yan.

Ying Yan took it with a smile and said sincerely, "Thank you."

The next second, Ying Yan took the scissors and trimmed her hair "crack", with her movements very skillful and smooth, which made Qian Shuai stunned, "Sister, you have learned this before."

Ying Yan: "I haven't learned it, but isn't there any saying that? 'Practice makes perfect'. I have always cut my grandfather's hair, and I have been practicing it for more than ten years."

Qian Shuai: "...no wonder."

Then I scratched my head and felt something was wrong.

After Ying Yan finished cutting her hair, she asked Qian Shuai again: "How much does it cost to come this time."

Qian Shuai was not stupid. At this moment, he finally felt a sense of crisis and said nervously: "If you don't have too much, you can barely support your family."

Ying Yan smiled and said, "There are so many. I am the only one who eats enough, so the whole family will not be hungry."

Ying Yan scratched Zhang Yingkang's hair, lowered her head and approached him, and got very close: "What do you think you'd like to change me? I just need half of his money."

A soft tone and intimate attitude.

Zhang Yingkang turned his head slightly and looked at the cunning light in Ying Yan's eyes.

He looked at it lightly, neither nodding nor shook his head.

Qian Shuai's face froze immediately, and the bloody color faded away: "Sister, this is not possible, right?"

I kept going to see Zhang Yingkang's reaction.

Ying Yan raised his chin: "Why can't it?"

Qian Shuai said anxiously: "I have old people and young people, and there is one outside--"

Ying Yan interrupted directly: "I am short and I want to earn more money to supplement my nutrition, so I might be able to grow taller."

Qian Shuai now knew that what he said before was heard by Ying Yan, and her whole face immediately turned red, "Sister, you have a lot of it--"

Ying Yan immediately turned into a cold and ruthless face: "I am short, so I have a small belly."

Qian Shuai silently wiped his sweat, and women were really easy to hold grudges.

As if he heard his heart's voice, Ying Yan's mouth curled cruelly: "And, he is still very revenge."

Qian Shuai: "..."

"Brother——" his voice was desperate and sad, panicked and helpless.

......

After seeing off Qian Shuai, Ying Yan's body was smooth.

Humph, if I hadn't heard the previous sentence, it would have been a matter of just cheating today's salary.

Yingyan thought cruelly and despicable.

Close the door, Ying Yan returned to the bedside, looked at Zhang Yingkang with bright eyes and said, "We will share that money evenly later."

Zhang Yingkang glanced at Ying Yan and said coldly: "No."

Ying Yan was about to pout.

The next second, Zhang Yingkang continued: "It can only be three or seven points, you three and I seven."
To be continued...