Since childhood, she had always had long hair.
This time, let's treat it as an experiment. Nine months isn't long, it will pass quickly.
After nine months, she can grow her hair long again.
The prison guard sighed in relief and nodded quickly, saying, "Alright, alright."
The scissors snipped open and closed, and the long black hair slowly fell to the ground in thousands of strands, entangled with things that should not be remembered.
Nan Wan stared blankly at herself in the mirror. She could clearly feel the cool air from the air conditioner slipping into her collar now that there was no long hair blocking her neck.
Well, this is summer. Short hair should be more comfortable.
Shoulder-length short hair, lacking the grace of long hair, made her small face even daintier by her ears. Looking at it like this, she actually felt a sense of unfamiliarity.
But that unfamiliarity only lasted for a few minutes; she accepted it quickly.
