Zhang Xuan

It was one night when he and his ex-wife were completely cut off. He took his son to buy things. In order to avoid the barber shop he and his wife had previously opened, they took the dark path.


The shop has been given to others by her. When he heard the news a few days ago, he said nothing. He did not let others know his inner thoughts. When he was alone, the feeling of despair was chewed by him for a long time. It's all over, he hasn't cut off his hopes, thinking that this bad relationship will always be repaired, although this time is different from before.


The shop didn't make money, and he couldn't even make a living, but he missed the experience brought to him by this small shop, not to mention the variety, it just made him like it. This small shop brought him a lot of satisfaction and helped him grow. He likes to meet different people, and this little shop has satisfied him.


When the business is bad, he brings a book to see, people and cars on the road come and go, and he likes the atmosphere. He also likes his craftsmanship. Those cleaned hair are rubbed into a mess by a dry towel. Comb it with a comb to make it tidy. He used to start trimming from the temple on the left side of the guest. The comb turned downward with the scissors facing upwards, all the way to the middle of the back of the scissors, and then reversed to trim the right side.


Later, the differences between their husbands and wives increased, and he stopped going to the store. While not going out to work, he would wash his clothes and cook at home to pick up and drop off his son to and from school. When he was free, he would read a book.


He cannot define the father-son relationship between himself and his...