Three

"No problem, no problem, MAY, come over and wash the guest's hair. This young lady can sit on the sofa and wait for now," said a handsome hairdresser with red-dyed hair, walking over with a cheerful expression.

I also started to laugh, but only Yan Yi Mu frowned noncommittally. I lowered my head and continued to read the magazine, passing the time in boredom

I took Yan Yimu to go shopping, and in return, of course, he accompanied me for meals and entertainment, and even paid! I happily spent my first weekend here

Yan looked at me hesitantly, then covered his messy hair with his hands, his expression somewhat reluctant, "Can I not go for a haircut?"

"Classmate Yu Yingwu, it is probably best if we do not interact anymore; this way, they may not make things difficult for you." Yan Yimu hunched his back, maintaining a distance of more than 10 meters from me

I... I don't quite understand, but Yuying Wu, I will believe whatever you say. I didn't know you could draw comics, that's impressive.

Not bad, right? I nodded in satisfaction, at least it is much more pleasing to the eye than before

In fact, I do not belong to this world; it is a ... ... world from a comic ... ... " I said hesitantly. What would happen if Yan Yimu knew that this world was fake, that he himself was fake

I couldn't help but crouch down and cry, I really couldn't take it anymore, in this unfamiliar world, being isolated and even teased, without a single close friend, I want to go back

The barber approached with a bunch of hair-cutting tools, lifted Yan Yimu's face, looked him over from side to side, and covered his mouth with a smile, saying: "Still a little handsome guy, I'll give you a great style that will charm everyone in no time."

After school, I invited Yan Yimu to the rooftop where we first met. Yan Yimu appeared timid and wore a worried expression.

Yan Yi Mu struggled for half a day, then looked around to confirm that no one was nearby, before slowly moving over and sitting down about one meter away from me. He crossed his long legs, slightly raised his chin, but did not dare to look me in the eye.

Although its appearance cannot compare to the real Yan Yimu, this Yan Yimu is indeed quite good. It has a refreshing and neat short hairstyle with a sense of layering, and the side-swept bangs cover half of the forehead, giving the whole person a touch of elegance amidst the handsomeness

Yan Yimu let out a sigh and finally walked into the barbershop with me. As soon as he entered the barbershop, he attracted everyone's attention, and the sound of whispers rose and fell, even the attendant forgot to greet us.

This is the solution, do not stop me! I got up from the ground, enduring the pain as I shouted

I really want to keep my distance from him, to tell everyone that I don't know him, but...! ... I must hold back! Transformation must be gradual! Moreover, it was I who set him up this way, so I cannot blame him! I took a few deep breaths, calmed my emotions, and walked over with a smile, saying: "It's okay, take your time, let's go get a haircut first."

Yan Yimu finally lowered his head and revealed a faint smile upon seeing my expression... In this way, I felt quite a sense of achievement, but unfortunately, he is a virtual character. If only the real Yan Yimu...! I suddenly tapped my own head; how could the real Yan Yimu possibly coexist peacefully with me?! So, does this count as a time of benefit?

Yan reluctantly went to wash his hair, and then sat in front of the mirror with his messy wet hair. I looked at his flushed cheeks through the mirror, and he anxiously lowered his head.

"The focus is not on this! I must return to the real world!" I exclaimed anxiously as I stood up, "I do not belong here, and this place does not belong to me! I must put an end to this absurdity!" Suddenly, I ran towards the edge of the rooftop, thinking of jumping down; perhaps this is the way to end it all. I do not believe I will die in a comic!

The next day happened to be Sunday. I arranged to meet Yan Yimu to go out, planning to give him a complete makeover starting with his hairstyle. I waited in front of the agreed-upon barbershop for a full twenty minutes, the scorching sun beating down on me, and my frustration was burning fiercely inside. I thought to myself, could it be that Yan Yimu is going to stand me up?

Yan Yimu, I truly did not expect to encounter such a friend as you here... I find myself both amused and touched. In this moment, I suddenly have a new idea; perhaps I can change Yan Yimu, he deserves better, such a warm person should not be isolated. "Rest assured, I will help you, help you gain everyone's affection!"

I sighed and sat down on the rooftop. The sun had already begun to set, and this was an excellent place to enjoy the sunset. However, my classmates were all in a hurry to go home, and no one would come here to watch the sunset.

Yan Yi Mu wrinkled his straight nose and humbly said, "I do not need to be liked by everyone; I only hope that you are happy"

"Well, my friend wants to change his style and get a fresher haircut," I said, blushing, as I pulled Yan Yimu from behind me to the front.

When the completely transformed Yan Yimu appeared before my eyes, I couldn't help but be stunned. ... Unlike the indifferent and proud demeanor of Yan Yimu in reality, here he exuded a warm and gentle aura, apart from ... . ... His expression still bore a hint of timidity, and I seemed to witness the birth of a new campus idol.

I glared at him with a stern face and said, "No!" My tone was resolute and left no room for doubt

I impatiently glared at him: "Who is afraid of them? Come a little closer, I can't hear what you're saying!" I walked over to Yan Yimu's side, took his hand, which was icy cold. After being held by me, he couldn't help but tremble, and soon withdrew it again.

"Do I really look good like this?" Yan Yimu asked me with a conflicted expression.

"Yan Yimu, I want to tell you something. You might think I am making up a story, but this is indeed a miraculous and inexplicable matter." I looked at Yan Yimu and reached out to pat the empty space beside me, indicating for him to come and sit down.

Just when I was so angry that I was stomping my feet and about to explode, Yan Yimu finally arrived, albeit late. He was wearing a dirty white T-shirt and ripped jeans. This time, he had not mismatched his socks, but he actually wore two different shoes! I covered my face and silently reminded myself to stay calm, but I couldn't help but shout out: "Don't you ever check your outfit before you leave the house?"

Yan looked at me weakly, her gaze clear and resolute: "I do not know if this is the way to end everything, I only know that if you fail, you will die! I will not watch you die! I believe that if you can leave, there must be other ways, rather than this self-harming method!"

Yan lowered his head in contemplation, seemingly pondering: "I don't quite understand what you mean." He held his backpack tightly in his arms, "The world in the comics? Am I also a character in the comics?"

I couldn't help but laugh; indeed, one must set some goals for oneself. Just thinking about transforming the characters I have created in this world fills me with excitement. When Yan Yimu becomes a star, tsk tsk, all the female students in the school will surely go crazy!

However, just as my body was about to hang in mid-air, I was tightly embraced by someone, causing me to lose my balance and crash onto that person. Even with my eyes closed, I knew it was Yan Yimu.

"Alright, Yan Yimu, go wash your hair." I nodded with a smile and gave a gentle push to Yan Yimu, who was still standing there in a daze.

It looks great, simply stunning! I gave a thumbs up and nodded affirmatively.

Yes, this is the world of comics, and you are also one of the characters in the comic. I am sorry, I do not know how I came from the real world to here, especially since... this comic was drawn by me... At this moment, I am the one who feels truly sorry.

We... we should still keep some distance, I don't want... I don't want you to be isolated by others. Yan Yimu unconsciously distanced himself from me, his tone filled with self-doubt

After leaving the barbershop, I took him to buy a few sets of basic clothing and shoes. His physique is inherently good, and simple attire best showcases his handsomeness

Yuying, please do not cry... I will help you. Tell me, what should I do? Yan Yimu squatted beside me, his tone anxious and confused. "I really don't know how to help you, but here, you still have me as a friend! Although I am quite clumsy and don't know how to comfort or assist others, I can silently protect you..." Yan Yimu's face flushed with tension, and his messy hair bounced elastically with his movements. Although I am quite clumsy and don't know how to comfort or assist others, I can silently protect you... Yan Yimu's face flushed with tension, and his messy hair bounced elastically with his movements.

Yan Yimu was already timid, and my shout startled him, causing him to retreat several steps, stammering as he spoke: "I do... this is my first time, um, being asked out by a girl. I dressed up for a long time... really." He lowered his head and rubbed his hands.

"Miss, it is already done, are you satisfied?" I was almost dozing off when the excited voice of the red-haired young man woke me up. I gathered my spirits and looked towards Yan Yimu.