"What's going on with you?"

Ruan Yingzi pointed at Song Hongye's head and screamed. Song Hongye realized something was wrong. She touched her head, and she had thick short hair. Isn't it?

But I was panicked.

Both of them looked like this. Is there something on her face?

Song Hongye picked up the mirror and looked at it. His face was still the same, not good-looking or ugly, but the appearance of an ordinary person, and he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"What's going on? What's wrong with my head?" Song Hongye jokingly, poured some moisturizer on her face.

Ye Qingqing frowned, and she really didn't know what to say. No girl could accept it. No matter how careless Song Hongye was, she couldn't hide it. As long as Song Hongye walked out, she would be stimulated by other people's strange eyes. Sooner or later she would know.

But it was only one night, how could Song Hongye’s hair be...

Song Hongye was so nervous that he was solemn that he had just let go of his heart, and he raised it up again in the mirror, but he didn't notice anything unusual.

"Look down," Ruan Yingzi reminded.

Song Hongye obediently lowered her head, raised the mirror, her face changed drastically, and she screamed: "How could this happen? Where did my hair... go..."

This girl originally had short, dark and dense hair, which was even more lush than Daxinganling, but now-

The hair in the center of the forehead disappeared inexplicably, and there was an extra void the size of a baby fist, just like the Mediterranean.

That is, the legendary bald head.

But a young girl is standing against the Mediterranean... It's really...

"Where did my hair go...Who shaved my hair..."

Song Hongye screamed in panic, tears flowing out of her eyes. She was already normal, but now she is bald again. How can she meet people?

Can't live anymore!

Ruan Yingzi looked around with pointed eyes, pointed at Song Hongye's pillow and shouted: "Your hair is there!"

On Song Hongye's pillow, there was a small pile of black hair, which was quite large, which was exactly the piece missing from Song Hongye's forehead.

"Who shaves my hair in the middle of the night...How else can I go to class..." Song Hongye covered her face and cried, feeling so uncomfortable.

Ye Qingqing walked over and pinched her hair to observe, and she felt even more confused. The hair was obviously not shaved, but-

"No one shaves your hair, you've lost it yourself."

"I can't. I never lost so much hair, I just fell a few when I combed my hair in the morning." Song Hongye shook her head vigorously, bent on her mind that she had been shaved.

Their old Song family has good genetic genes. Her father is still dense in middle age, which is in sharp contrast to the surrounding Mediterranean. She also has her breasts, who are in her seventies, but her hair is still black and there are also a lot of them.

Why is she young and gentle?

It doesn't conform to Darwin's theory of evolution!

"It just fell off, look at the root of the hair." Ruan Yingzi pinched a piece of hair and handed it to Song Hongye.

The difference between the fallen hair and the shaved hair is very obvious. You can tell at a glance that Song Hongye's face turned gray and felt the deep malice in this world.

Why did she turn into the Mediterranean?

She would rather gain weight by 20 kilograms.

"My family has no hair loss problem... Why did my genetic mutation come from... Woooooooo... I won't go to class anymore, please help me take leave..." Song Hongye was heartbroken, and even more uncomfortable than the sky collapsed.

"Don't feel uncomfortable. I lost a lot of hair today. I didn't have much hair at all. If I fell, I wouldn't have a few left. You still have that many!"

In order to show that he really had little hair, Lu Ziqun even stroked his hair. Everyone looked over and his face changed again.
Chapter completed!