walked into RM Ruimei’s store in Flushing for the first time. When I had just finished a morning of interviews, my scalp felt as if it was being pricked by countless thin needles. The moment the glass door was pushed open, it was not the expected strong fragrance, but a light wood-like aroma, mixed with the coolness of mint, which suddenly blocked the exhaust gas and noise on the street. The girl at the front desk handed over a cup of warm scented tea and asked softly: Have you stayed up often recently? I see that you haven’t even loosened your brows.& rdquo; At that moment, I suddenly felt that even greetings here were relaxed as if they were understood.

The rhythm of Flushing is always clockwork, the subway is always filled with people in a hurry, and the lights in the office buildings are often on until late into the night. We are used to carrying the pressure on our shoulders, but we rarely pay attention to the fact that the scalp has long had broken hair that fell to the ground while protesting against combing our hair, the roots that feel sticky to the touch after working overtime, and even migraines are coming more and more frequently. RM Ruimei’s head treatment happens to open up a small world that slows people down in such a busy time.

The moment you lie on the nursing bed, the first thing to relax is not the scalp, but the tight shoulders and neck. The technician’s technique is very special. It is not the kind of pressing the head hard, but uses the pulp of your fingers to gently make circles along the hairline. From the temple to the back of your ears, every action is like untying a knot that has been wrapped for a long time. ldquo; The scalp and face are the same skin. If it is tight here, the face will also stiffen." rdquo; As the technician spoke, he applied a warm towel to his forehead. The steam came up with the fragrance of plants, and even his eyes narrowed comfortably.
The essence they use is contained in a small porcelain bottle. When poured into the palm of your hand, you can smell the obvious scent of lavender and rosemary. The technician said that these are mixed according to the seasons. In spring, some citrus ingredients are added to wake up, and in autumn, more sandalwood is added to soothe them. It was a little cool when it was applied to the scalp. With the massage of the fingertips, it slowly melted away. The originally tight scalp seemed to have been soaked in warm water and stretched out little by little. The best thing is the fumigation process. A special instrument sprays out a mist with the aroma of herbs. It is not hot, but you can feel the heat going along the hair roots and into the hair follicles. The oil and dirt hidden deep seem to be in this. It quietly loosened in the warmth.

When doing head therapy, it is easy to think of the feeling of grandma combing her hair with a grate when she was a child. The painful and comfortable force made people feel at ease and want to take a nap. RM Ruimei’s technicians have this kind of magic in their hands. They seem to be able to accurately find the stiffest part of the scalp, gently press it with their thumbs, and then use their index and middle fingers to comb their hair like plucking strings, and even the meridians of the neck are also lightened. Once, she couldn’t help but ask the technician if she had studied traditional Chinese medicine. She smiled and said: They were all trained with an old master. You have to know which muscles will hurt your scalp when they are tense, and which meridians will make people unable to sleep well." rdquo;

The light in the store is always adjusted very soft, there are several paintings of light ink and ink on the wall, and the air conditioner temperature is always two degrees lower than that outside, just enough to make people feel refreshed and not cold. No one will sell a card when doing head therapy. At most, they will hand over a mirror before the end to let you see the healthy shine of your scalp. Once, I stood up after finishing my work and found that not only did my hair become a lot fluffy in the mirror, but even the fine lines at the corners of my eyes became lighter. The technician said: When the scalp relaxes, the muscles on my face will also stretch. This is more effective than how many masks you apply. rdquo;

After staying in Flushing for a long time, I have tried many head treatment shops. Some pictures are quick and finish hastily in more than ten minutes; some have a strong aroma that makes me feel dizzy after finishing it. What makes people miss most about RM Ruimei is the kind of kindness that treats you as an acquaintance. I remember once after dyeing my hair, my scalp became itchy. The technician specially added some soothing chamomile to the essence. After finishing it, not only did it stop itching, but even the dry end of my hair became smoother after dyeing. Before leaving, he stuffed me with a small bag of medium medicine bag, saying that boiling water can fix the color when washing my hair. The color-protecting shampoo I bought outside has too many chemicals, so this is milder.& rdquo;

Now I always take an afternoon to lie down for a while every month. Sometimes I just finished paying my salary and reward myself. Sometimes I work overtime until I collapse and want to find a place to hide. Lying on the familiar nursing bed, listening to the light music, smelling the faint fragrance of vegetation and grass on the tip of my nose, and letting the technician’s fingers dance gently on the scalp. The numbers in the reports, disputes in the meeting, and congestion in the subway seem to drift away little by little with the relaxation of the scalp.

At the end, the technician will gently dry the hair with a hair drying cap, and then spray on some hair spray with a faint aroma. Walking out of the store, the evening sun shone obliquely on the streets of Flushing. His hair was floating gently in the wind, and his scalp seemed to have been relieved of a heavy burden, and even his footsteps became much lighter. It turns out that the real relaxation is not to escape the city, but to find a corner where the scalp can breathe deeply in the hustle and bustle. Like RM Ruimei, Anan quietly stays on a street corner in Flushing, waiting for you to push the door. Come in, hand over fatigue to your gentle fingertips, and return coolness to your tight life.