Annie had more or less guessed right. On the third day, Yilin, the young nun who had tried everything and still couldn't solve her hair problem, finally couldn't take it anymore.
So that afternoon, the other girl came to see Annie in a huff, looking terribly aggrieved, and demanded that Annie take responsibility.
"You want me to solve your hair problem?"
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"But..."
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"Your hair looks fine now. What's the problem?"
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Annie deliberately played dumb as she ate a bowl of noodles.
"What do you mean, it looks fine?"
"It's all terrible!!"
But how could Yilin accept Annie's attempt to brush her off?
"I want to cut it off!"
"I want to shave my head!"
"I don't want long hair!"
So she crowded up to Annie and protested indignantly, refusing to leave. She insisted Annie do something about her long, straight black hair.
"You don't want long hair?"
Annie swallowed the noodles in her mouth, looked at the girl's flowing locks, and kept pretending not to understand.
"Isn't long hair nice?"
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"Look at you. You used to have an ugly, shiny bald head, but now that you have this hair, you look so pretty—like a fairy. Why would you want to cut it off?"
As she spoke, she reached out and stroked the girl's newly grown hair, completely disregarding the fact that she had just gnawed on a huge duck leg and her hand was now greasy and filthy.
"I..."
Yilin didn't want long hair, but when Annie's dirty hand reached for her, she instinctively stepped back. Only after dodging Annie's greasy hand did she continue, flustered and sounding terribly aggrieved.
"No, I can't!"
"Everyone in the Hengshan Sect has to shave their heads. It's a rule of the sect."
"If Master sees me..."
"She'll scold