167 Chapter 167 (2/2)
He wants to go to that mysterious space, wants to try, can he go back to the 21st century, and then come back smoothly.
What are other spatial vortices?
He wants to know, all wants to know!
”Ok?”
The professor raised his head suspiciously. Suddenly, he stroked the hindering hair on his head with his hands, and looked at Shen Yuan.
”Are you the same person as yesterday?”
”...”
Shen Yuan froze, didn't you see it clearly yesterday?How was it determined that it was his just now?
Strange!
”Yes, my name is Shen... No, my name is Zhuo Yuan, Professor, if your hair is in the way, why not trim it?”
Shen Yuan looked at his mopping hair, indeed, it was a bit strange. It was curly and long again, and it was all rolled into a ball.
”I don't know how to cut my hair, and I don't have to look at people.”
The professor put down his hand and said with a big grin, Shen Yuan's heart choked, pouch, it turned out to be for this reason.
”I'm not very good, but your hair is really heavy, right?”
The professor nodded to Shen Yuan.
”It's a bit heavier, and occasionally I drop the parts inside. I can't find it for a long time. Sometimes I get angry and want to tear my hair off. Then I remembered that it was my own. Haha...”
Talking and laughing, the professor's entertainment also made Shen Yuan feel that there are some lonely old people...
He decided to ask who has hair repair skills in the afternoon, and please come over.
However, the professor added:
”When there was another person here ten years ago, he cut my hair. Then he went to the danger zone and followed the team to find materials, but he never came back, so no one cut my hair. He I still store all the tools in the back cabinet, but unfortunately no one has opened it again.”
After that, the professor was silent for a long time.
Shen Yuan didn't know what to say. He went to the danger zone and didn't come back... because he was in danger and couldn't come back, right?
Obviously, the lonely professor is just such a student, and it ends up like this.
Shen Yuan looked at the so-called back. Just behind the professor, there was a cabinet with tools for cutting hair.
The words that have been marked up specially are written quite big.
”Let me do it!”
Shen Yuan walked to the side of the cabinet. Before the professor could react, he arrived.
”Dad, be careful not to confuse my things with yours, or I will get angry!”
As he approached the cabinet, a row of small characters came into his eyes, and Shen Yuan was stunned.
father?
Ten years ago... that person was the professor's child!
Shen Yuan froze in place, a nervous soreness in his heart, and the tools in front of him were neither moving nor right.
father……
He suddenly thought of his mom and dad, the father who had lost his child, who kept his child's stuff, never dared to move, strictly observing the last words he wrote down.
Shen Yuan didn't know what was wrong, he thought of such a plot, his eyes were sour.
”Ah, do you want to use it? It's okay, don't cry. I haven't used it for many years, and I don't know if it can still be used. Isn't it a man? Even a lady or a male lady, how can it be so fragile? Cut it.”
The professor acted more magnanimously than Shen Yuan. Shen Yuan shook his head, wiped away tears, returned to a smile, took a pair of scissors and said:
”My craftsmanship is not very good. Don't blame me if the professor cuts ugly.”
”It's okay.”
The corners of the professor's mouth are raised. How can this child say the same silly things as my child?
The craftsmanship was bad at first, just practice.