Found a flat piece of land, inverted the hourglass, and sat on the hillside, quietly waiting for the explosion.
As a tag-along, Lai Fu still followed him closely all the way here.
Seeing its owner suddenly stop, it stood on the spot in confusion, blinking, as if asking Chen Zhou if he couldn't move anymore.
However, it didn't get a response from its owner because Chen Zhou's gaze wasn't on it at all.
There is a strong wind at the height, blowing Chen Zhou's hair.
The hair on his forehead lightly brushed the skin, tickling, making him rub it with the back of his hand.
"It's time for a haircut, I'm really not used to having such long hair."
Clutching his hair, estimating it has grown five or six centimeters long, Chen Zhou murmured to himself.
Since he could remember, he never kept long hair.
Even when the Korean style bangs were trendy in middle and high schools, he had a buzz cut, and one short enough to see the scalp.
He mostly kept a buzz cut because it was economical.
