Chapter 2060

The sky light in the alley outside is gradually bright and warm, and white spots are shining on the floor tiles; Lin Sanjiu turned away from the light, pushed the door open, and stepped into the dark barber shop - the cool air trapped in the shape of a room, with a heavy chill, was stirred by her, shivered like jelly, and gradually swallowed her.

The storefront is not big, and there is a curtain hanging deep. Through the gap in the curtain, you can vaguely see the outline of the shampoo stand. The window glass facing the street can't get much light because it is pasted with all kinds of outdated pictures of hairstyle models; Four black fake leather chairs lined up in the store, each facing a cold and indifferent mirror.

Lin Sanjiu found the light switch and pressed it a few times. There was still a mass of darkness in the store, as if he didn't want to step into the barber shop whether it was sunlight or light.

She thought for a moment, grabbed a thick hairstyle magazine from the cashier by the window, and used it to press the open door against the wall.

"I really don't understand this road at all," Lin Sanjiu whispered to himself, "what on earth do you want me to come in for? There's nothing in the store."

As she spoke, she looked out of the street window - originally just to see if there was anything moving outside. Unexpectedly, she suddenly found a face looking straight at her in the shadow behind the door of the small grocery store opposite.

In the sudden panic, Lin Sanjiu immediately recognized it. "Pan Cui!" She shouted and waved her hand vigorously, "so there you are!"

The face in the shadow immediately rushed out for two steps and waved at her - turning into a clear pan Cui.

"It seems that we can't go out," she shouted at the door. "Have you seen Pina?"

"No," Lin Sanjiu asked, "do you know what we are required to do?"

"I'm not sure," Pan Cui shook her head and said, "but no matter what you do, it doesn't seem to have started."

Indeed, the room was empty. Lin Sanjiu turned and looked around the store, thinking. In addition to the hair dryers, combs and spray bottles scattered outside, there is only a layer of dust accumulated over time——

And the mime standing in the shadow of the corner.

Lin Sanjiu's heart jumped suddenly, almost making her think she was going to lose her heart; She involuntarily exclaimed and shouted, "what are you doing here?"

The mime certainly won't answer her.

With the same smile deeply embedded in his high cheeked snow-white face, he came out of the corner silently, came to the third leather chair, and compared his hands with an invitation.

"Want me to go?" Lin Sanjiu was stunned, then looked back and found that Pan Cui had disappeared from the grocery store door, and the grocery store door was closed.

The mime waved at her again, no doubt letting her go and sit down.

Lin Sanjiu reluctantly sat in the chair.

As if to express gratitude, the mime bowed an exaggerated bow to her in the mirror, and then snapped her fingers - it was said to be a snap, but it didn't make a sound either - just at this time, the TV set hanging under the corner of the ceiling of the store, "pa Zi" lit up.

Lin Sanjiu's eyes quickly drew on the TV, but he saw the pantomime actor on the blue screen background: he still kept a smile, stood in front of the camera, tidied his hair from time to time, and pulled the strap of his suspenders; Next to him is a number the size of a head, 1:00.

what do you mean?

Lin Sanjiu just turned around, but found that only himself was left in the mirror, and the mime did not know when he disappeared; At the same time that she hurriedly turned her head to look for him, the door of the barber's shop was closed heavily with a "Dong", and a piece of skylight was cut off from the shop, pouring out a deeper darkness from the corner.

No, wait, Lin Sanjiu was suddenly stunned, and then he put his heel against the ground and pushed it hard, and a layer of hot sweat suddenly appeared on his back.

No matter how her muscles contract and how her hands push the armrest of the chair, her body seems to be locked in an invisible sleeve - "I can't stand up," she said hurriedly to Teacher Yi, "why can't I stand up from the chair?"

"Look," Teacher Yi said, "the TV in the corner!"

At 1:00 just now, when Lin Sanjiu raised his eyes, it just jumped to 0:59.

This is... "Start"?

There is no doubt on the TV screen that she is counting down; Think about it. It was almost exactly a minute before it appeared. But every road has 24 hours to let people walk. Why do you count down an hour for her alone?

Also, what will she do in this hour? Why can't she stand up?

"Wait a minute, isn't the situation in front of you very similar to when you covered your eyes just now?" Teacher Yi came up with an idea and said, "at that time, you covered your eyes as a mime, and then you seemed to be trapped in the action of 'covering your eyes', and you couldn't do any other actions... Now you feel the same?"

"But he's not here now -" Lin Sanjiu's words just started, and suddenly realized. "On the contrary, I can only do the actions that pantomime actors have done..."

"That series of performances just now!" Teacher Yi finished her words.

"Quickly, help me recall what he did just now," Lin Sanjiu stared at his reflection in the mirror and desperately urged.

In the mirror, she was sitting in a chair motionless, and she couldn't even see a trace of anxiety on her face - probably because the mime never showed expressions of panic and anxiety, so she couldn't do it - it looked like a calm customer waiting for her barber.

"He walked, ran, and jumped," Teacher Yi counted one by one, "and he stood there and looked around with his head and waist turned... These are four movements..."

One hand, put on the shoulder of Lin Sanjiu in the mirror.

At that moment, Lin Sanjiu felt that she was about to throw out of the chair immediately - almost like her soul was shocked and suddenly jumped out of her body - after a moment of meditation, she realized that she was still trapped in the action of "sitting", and all she threw out was a layer of sweat on her body.

Her eyes went up slowly from her hands in the mirror, and she saw a pair of thin arms, a black T-shirt, a pair of shoulders... And a huge head.

In the dark barber shop where there was no light, the huge head floated on Lin Sanjiu's head like a balloon rising slowly from the ground, almost as wide as her shoulder, taking up the upper half of the mirror.

Black hair sprang out of the head in a mess, strangely thin and thick - looking thick, it was because each hair was thick, not one by one, but one by one, like a head of dark and shiny River noodles, drooping lifelessly on the face; Sparse because they are very scattered, growing at will, not only on the scalp, but also on the forehead skin.

On that face, two orange sized eyeballs rolled down and met Lin Sanjiu's eyes in the mirror.

"Is this your first time here?"

The mouth cracked from left to right, as if an invisible zipper had been pulled open. The upper and lower lips fluctuated, spitting out a sweet male voice: "what kind of hairstyle do you want to have today?"

Lin Sanjiu was almost drowned by waves of terrifying doubts - maybe it was because of the appearance of the "barber", maybe it was because she finally met a copy of a talking creature, or maybe it was because teacher Yi was desperately shouting in his mind at this time: "no! I pulled up all the scenes just now, and that mime never sat down!"

He hasn't sat down... Naturally, he hasn't performed the action of "standing up from the chair".

The countdown on the TV screen jumped to 0:58.

The creature behind claimed to be a barber, Lin Sanjiu cracked a smile in the mirror. "Oh? What did you say?" He - or it—— He stuck a thin and dry hand on his huge face and said as if he was very shy, "do you like my hairstyle? Do you think it looks good?"

No, She didn't say it!

"Hey, thank you, then I'll cut you the same one."