A Lucky Coin

Yan Hang stared at the first day of the junior high school.

Although he recognized Chuyi from his running appearance and shoes before, he was shocked by his beautiful escape and was a little hesitant. Now when he heard this sentence with a small stutter, he was finally completely sure that this was Chuyi. one.

Although the changes in the first day of junior high school were so great that he still couldn't slow down when he heard the first day of junior high school.

Just twisting the wrist of the first day of junior high school and pressing him against the tree, it took him a while before he said: "Have you eaten yet?"

As soon as he said it, Yan Hang felt that there was something wrong with him.

"Not yet, not yet," said the first day of the junior high school, "the work is done, it's over."

"What job?" Yan Hang asked.

"Flyers," said the first day of junior high school, suddenly seemed to think of something, and struggled a bit, "My biography, biography, flyer..."

"Don't move!" Yan Hang raised his wrist, "You still want to run?"

"I didn't..." Chu said in a low voice.

"Where is the little brother catching the thief?" A voice sounded behind them, "Do you want to help! Do you want to call the police!"

Yan Hang turned his head, and an uncle was rolling up his sleeves behind him, staring at the first day of the junior high school with a righteous face.

"No, no," Yan Hang quickly let go of Chuyi, but still grabbed his wrist, "We're just kidding."

"Oh," the uncle probably felt disappointed that he hadn't been able to show his talents, and looked at the two of them again, "I really don't need help?"

"No need," Yan Hang said, "Thank you, you are such a good person."

"It's okay, it's okay," the uncle waved his hands with a smile, and continued to walk forward, "Then you two continue to play."

"If you run again, I'll whip you." Yan Hang turned to look at the first day of the junior high school.

"Don't run." Chu Yi said.

Yan Hang let go of his hand.

Sure enough, on the first day of the junior high school, he didn't run anymore, and stood there silently.

There were too many shocks and doubts in Yan Hang's mind, and now he couldn't find the opening sentence, and he was silent with Chu Yi.

After a while, he said again: "Do you hand out leaflets part-time?"

"Well," Chuyi took a step forward, stopped to look at him after thinking about it, and pointed to the flyer he threw on the side of the road far away, "I...I have to go, pick it up."

"Pick a fart, don't want it anymore." Yan Hang said.

"Then I can't get it, I won't get the money." Chu Yi sighed.

Yan Hang didn't make a sound, and took out 200 yuan from his pocket and stuffed it into his pocket: "I'll take you to dinner."

"No, no," the first day of junior high school was a little anxious, "I don't, I can't do it for nothing, just do it, afternoon."

Yan Hang looked at him, thought for a while, and felt that what he said made sense... So the two of them went over together and picked up the leaflets that had been scattered all over the floor.

"Give me some," Yan Hang said, "I... can send it together faster."

"Oh." After hesitating for a moment on the first day of the junior high school, he divided half of the leaflet in his hand to Yan Hang.

On the first day of the new year, I returned to the entrance of the supermarket and started handing out leaflets. Yan Hang was also handing out leaflets standing three or four meters away from him.

There was also a bag of messy vegetables on the chair next to it, which was thrown into the flower garden by Yan Hang before, and just stepped in to pick it up.

In the first day of junior high school, he didn't dare to look over at Yan Hang. He was still dizzy now, very dizzy, like a dream, and he didn't know what he was doing.

He spent a year looking for Yan Hang, studying the clues, and almost reading the map of this area. He knows where there is a store, and he remembers what the trash can looks like.

Now Yan Hang suddenly appeared like this.

And he didn't even realize the surprise, so he ran away in despair.

After he failed to escape, he didn't talk to Yan Hang excitedly, and asked Yan Hang to stand with him at the entrance of the supermarket to distribute leaflets.

What kind of drama of long-lost reunion is this?

Are you really poisoned on the first day of junior high school?

Yan Hang might also be poisoned, but he didn't even question it, so he just stood by and launched a leaflet.

More people means more strength, and the leaflets were distributed quickly, and Yan Hang accompanied him back to the mission on the first day of the junior high school, and got half a day's money.

When he came out of the office building, Yan Hang finally regained his strength.

He took a step back and looked at the first day of junior high school: "Have you grown taller?"

"Hmm." The first day of the junior high school smiled a little embarrassedly.

"Can you still wear the shoes?" Yan Hang asked.

"Yes," Chu nodded, "No need to add shoes, insoles."

"Why did you come here?" Yan Hang asked again.

"Go to school." The first day of junior high school replied.

Yan Hang looked at him, and after a while, he went to hug him, and patted him on the back twice: "Long time no see, earth dog."

In the first day of the junior high school, he really grew up. He used to be able to press his face against his chest, but now with such an embrace, the tip of his nose can be buried in his hair, and he can smell the smell of his shampoo.

Chu Yi paused for two seconds, then stretched out his arms suddenly, and hugged him fiercely, with a lot of force, and his arms were trembling due to the force.

Yan Hang patted him again, but did not speak.

Chuyi grabbed his clothes and grabbed them fiercely.

Then he heard a very low cry on the first day of the junior high school.

"Are you crying again?" Yan Hang lowered his head to look at him, but quickly turned away on the first day of the junior high school.

"Cry." Yan Hang scratched his hair.

It was already dark at this moment, they were in the back building of an office building, there was no one around them, it was no problem for them to cry for as long as they wanted on the first day of junior high school.

"You don't want to leave, don't tell me, I," Chu Yi's voice was low and a little hoarse, "I left suddenly."

"I'm sorry." Yan Hang sighed softly.

He has always been very uneasy about his leaving without saying goodbye, but he really didn't know what to do. He was afraid of being involved again in the first day of junior high school, and he didn't even open WeChat again.

But he never expected that the first day of junior high school would reappear in front of him in this way.

"I'm sorry ass." The first day of junior high school spoke fluently this time, but with a strong nasal voice.

"Don't learn how to speak from me." Yan Hang smiled.

"Go to school." Said the first day of junior high school.

"Let's go, I'll take you to eat something," Yan Hang said, "Let's have a good chat."

"Hmm." Chuyi responded with a muffled voice.

After a while, he released him, turned around and wiped his eyes.

"What do you want to eat?" Yan Hang asked.

"Xiao Li roasted, grilled." Chu Yi said.

Yan Hang glanced at him, and when he was about to speak, he suddenly turned around and squatted down, grabbing Yan Hang's ankle.

"What's wrong?" Yan Hang was taken aback.

On the first day of the junior high school, he touched the small stone on his ankle, stood up again in embarrassment, turned around and walked to the side of the street.

"I never took it off," Yan Hang said.

"En." The first day of the junior high school answered without looking back.

In fact, it's a bit embarrassing to go to Xiao Li's barbecue right now.

The uncle just met him yesterday, and he comforted him that Xiaoman is not easy to chase now, and he brought a handsome guy over the next day, isn't the choice too wide...

"Brother is here again?" The uncle recognized him as soon as he saw him, "Bringing friends today... Hey brother?"

On the first day of the junior high school, I was very embarrassed, and walked in with my head down. Brother Yan behind me greeted the uncle: "Uncle, are there any tables?"

"Yes," the uncle said with a smile, "there is a table in the corner, is this your friend?"

"Yes," Yan Hang smiled, "Why, have you seen him?"

"I ate here yesterday, and I ordered a big plate," said the uncle, "it's quite edible, but..."

The uncle lowered his voice, but he was still very embarrassed to hear it.

"He was waiting for Xiao Man'er yesterday, but he didn't wait," said the uncle, "you comfort him."

"... Oh." Yan Hang was also very surprised to hear the voice.

After sitting down and ordering food, the uncle brought over a pitcher of beer: "Yesterday, one of us didn't drink, but today we can drink."

"Thank you uncle." Yan Hang said.

Staring at the pint of beer on the first day of the junior high school, I felt ashamed to raise my head.

"I'll make a call first." Yan Hang took out his phone.

"Hmm." Chu Yi replied.

Don't go back to eat and want to call a friend?

The inexplicable sense of loss in the first day of junior high school came back again. He took the glass and poured himself a glass of beer, and took two sips.

The cold beer made him feel better.

"I'll be back later," Yan Hang dialed the phone, "I'll call you when we arrive, and you can come down to get milk tea, um...meet a friend..."

Yan Hang glanced at him: "Well, the first day of junior high school, good... I'll tell you more about it later... Well, good."

Looking at him on the first day of the junior high school, I was suddenly a little excited again.

This person knew that in the first day of junior high school, Yan Hang mentioned himself to this person.

"Just pour yourself a drink." Yan Hang reached for the beer after hanging up the phone.

On the first day of the junior high school, he came back to his senses, rushed to get the beer, and poured him a glass.

"Why don't you tie it up one by one," Yan Hang waved at the waiter, "It's too troublesome to drink upside down."

"I..." Chu Yi was taken aback, he hadn't drunk beer like this before.

"Drinking cold beer will be cold after a while," Yan Hang said, "Let's drink enough first, I think you had a good drink just now... Didn't you not drink before?"

"I'm thirsty, I'm thirsty," the first day of junior high school watched as the waiter put a pitcher of beer on the table, and quickly took the one that had already poured two glasses to his hand, and pushed the new one in front of Yan Hang, " I don't, I can't."

Yan Hang smiled, picked up the cup and shook it at him: "Come and touch it."

good looking.

Yan Hang's smile was still the same, the corners of his mouth were raised, his eyes were very warm, and he was very good-looking.

On the first day of the junior high school, I picked up the glass and touched him, and poured down half a glass of beer in the glass, which was very refreshing.

"A friend of my dad's and I live in the community behind here," Yan Hang pointed behind him, "should live for a long time."

"Ah." Putting down the cup on the first day of the junior high school, he suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, and his mood suddenly rose as if he had just woken up. It was Uncle Yan's friend.

But the word "Uncle Yan" made the mood drop after a second.

"Why do you come to school here?" Yan Hang changed the subject.

"That's it." Chu took a look at him, then stared at the beer again, "You say read it, read it, or something."

"I didn't let you run so far, did I?" Yan Hang said.

The first day of junior high school did not speak.

He was suddenly very embarrassed and didn't know what to say. If Yan Hang knew that he was looking for clues every day after seeing that photo, he would probably think he was a pervert.

Yan Hang didn't speak. After staring at him for a while, he picked up his phone and tapped it a few times.

"You can't be..." Yan Hang turned the screen to him, "Have you seen this photo?"

"No." On the first day of the junior high school, he quickly denied it, not daring to look at the screen. He knew that the screen must be the picture of Xiao Li's barbecue that Yan Hang posted on Weibo.

"Just say no without seeing it?" Yan Hang said, "Then why did you come here to have a barbecue alone?"

"The boss told me to come in, come in." Chu Yi said.

"Crap boss, can you still drive you away?" Yan Hang said.

"That's, that's fate, fate." Said the first day of the junior high school.

Yan Hang was stunned for a moment, then laughed, reached out and flicked his forehead: "Tell me, how did you find me?"

That's a long story, and for a stutterer, it's an extraordinarily long story.

I don't know what to say on the first day of junior high school.

"Did you see the photo?" Yan Hang asked.

Chu nodded.

Yan Hang didn't speak.

He quickly grabbed the beer and drank a couple of sips.

"Then where can I find Xiao Li's barbecue?" Yan Hang asked again.

He hesitated for a moment before nodding.

Yan Hang was silent for a long time.

On the first day of junior high school, he didn't dare to look up, and almost put his face into the beer. He was very afraid that Yan Hang would find him annoying.

People I've known for only a few months, they leave as soon as they leave, and they follow them all the way like a perverted stalker, what's wrong with him!

"Xiao Li barbecues a lot, right?" Yan Hang's voice was very soft.

"No, not too many," Chu Yi said, "just... a few."

"Have you been looking for it for a long time?" Yan Hang asked.

After a pause on the first day of the junior high school, he heard a change in Yan Hang's voice, raised his eyes hesitantly, and quickly glanced at Yan Hang's face.

Yan Hang's eyes were red.

On the first day of the junior high school, I was stunned.

"What's wrong with you?" Yan Hang reached out and pinched his chin, "What's wrong with you, first grader?"

"Yes, I'm sorry." Chuyi said.

"I'm sorry ass." Yan Hang said.

The waiter brought up the grilled skewers they ordered earlier, two big plates: "There are two more plates, you should eat first."

"Eat." Yan Hang looked at him.

"I didn't, I didn't eat a lot yesterday." Chu Yi said.

"Got it." Yan Hang smiled.

On the first day of the junior high school, I took a bite of a grilled fish.

"Which school are you in now?" Yan Hang asked, "What major?"

"Auto repair." Said on the first day of junior high school, when he wanted to talk about school, he found that he couldn't remember clearly, so he took out his phone and looked through it, and found the photo of the notice.

"Change your phone?" Yan Hang reached for his phone and looked at the photo, "It's not close here."

"Not far," said the first day of the junior high school, "one hour, one hour."

"You actually learn auto repair," Yan Hang returned the phone to him, "Auto repair?"

"Hmm." Chu Yi smiled.

"Who designed your hairstyle?" Yan Hang looked at him.

"The barber," said Chu Yi, "but it's long, long."

"It's pretty good, better than the original one," Yan Hang stared at him for a while, and finally leaned back on the chair and sighed softly, "I feel that you have changed too much."

"What?" Chu Yi was suddenly a little nervous, biting the fish and raising his head.

"Have you been practicing boxing?" Yan Hang took a sip of beer.

"Well," Chu nodded, this year, the boxing gym can be regarded as his favorite place growing up, "everyday, go."

Yan Hang looked at the first day of the junior high school.

In addition to being taller, his appearance has also changed a bit.

Before the first day of junior high school, he looked like a little kid. Although he was very poor, he felt like a little doormat.

After not seeing him for a year, he suddenly became a big boy.

Although only three years younger, Yan Hang felt like a "peer" for the first time when he watched the first year of junior high school.

Even when he was eating, he was still the same, he ate very intently, and little beads of sweat appeared on the tip of his nose.

"You don't want to eat?" Chu Yi raised his head and asked.

"Eat." Yan Hang took a sip of his wine.

"Even the lottery, eat it together?" Chu looked at the table in front of him.

Yan Hang smiled, took a bunch of palm treasures and took a bite.

He didn't eat dinner. He was quite hungry at first, but now he doesn't feel much.

The sudden appearance on the first day of junior high school brought him more than just surprises.

Shocked, moved, worried... a lot, when they rushed up together, they squeezed their appetites so that there was no room for expression.

When eating on the first day of junior high school, he didn't talk much, and Yan Hang didn't open his mouth, so he kept eating in silence, raising his head from time to time, and handing over a skewer of meat.

"Has school started yet?" Yan Hang asked.

"The day after tomorrow," said the first day of the junior high school, "military training."

"Then you still come here to hand out leaflets, are you so blind?" Yan Hang said.

"I've been working part-time for a year now," said the first day of junior high school with a slightly smug expression on his face, "I paid all my tuition, and I paid for it myself, as well as road fees."

"What kind of job do you do?" Yan Hang was a little surprised. On the first day of junior high school, he had to walk against the wall, so he was able to work part-time?Played for a year?

"The boxing gym is cleaned and cleaned," Chu Yi smiled, "The boss opened the back door."

"It's awesome," Yan Hang said with a smile. After thinking about it, he couldn't laugh anymore. "You came to school, didn't your family give you money?"

The smile on the first day of junior high school quickly faded, and after eating a bunch of mutton, he replied in a low voice: "Yes."

"I can, too," he added.

When checking out after eating the barbecue, the first day of the junior high school gave the money to the boss before Yan Hang.

"Why are you pretending to be the richest man with me?" Yan Hang said.

"Your money, the richest man," said Chu Yi, "you just gave it to me."

"Oh," Yan Hang looked at him, "Does the richest man still need you to treat me to dinner?"

"I've always wanted to invite, please, have a good meal," said Chu Yi, "a big meal."

"Then today's meal is huge." Yan Hang said.

"There will be bigger ones in the future." Chu Yi said.

When he walked out of Xiao Li's barbecue, Yan Hang took out his mobile phone to check the time. It was ten o'clock, and he was a little anxious: "Does your school have access control time?"

"I don't know." Chu Yi was taken aback.

"It's ten o'clock," Yan Hang said, "the bus is gone, let me call you..."

In the middle of the speech, he stopped, looked at Chuyi, and Chuyi looked at him, but quickly turned his eyes away again, as if he was a little embarrassed.

"You're not going back, are you?" Yan Hang asked.

On the first day of the junior high school, there was no gnawing sound, and I leaned against the lamppost next to me to watch the passing cars.

"Are you stuttering or deaf?" Yan Hang kicked him.

"Deaf." The first day of junior high school turned around.

Yan Hang looked at him.

"No," Chu Yi said, and immediately followed up, "Is that okay?"

"Okay, there's nothing wrong with it," Yan Hang said, "No one will scold you if you don't go home now."

"Hmm." Chu Yi smiled.

"Let's go, go buy milk tea for Uncle Cui first," Yan Hang said, "He's probably going to go crazy."

"Do you live together?" On the first day of the junior high school, he suddenly became a little nervous. He was afraid that he would follow Yan Hang back later, and this Uncle Cui would think he was a stalker when he saw him.

"We can't stay together, he lives in the building next door to me." Yan Hang said.

"Oh," the first day of the junior high school breathed a sigh of relief, and his steps were easy, "One, uncle still drinks milk, tea?"

"It's more appropriate for you to make a proper sentence." Yan Hang smiled.

"Milk tea, huh?" Chuyi said again.

"Well, he can't survive without eating and drinking at night," Yan Hang took him to the milk tea shop, knocked on the countertop, and said to the little girl who had fallen asleep on the table inside, " Robbery! Take out the money!"

"The boss just took the money away!" The little girl jumped up.

When she saw that it was Yan Hang, the little girl smiled and patted the table: "You're crazy!"

"Is there a template for your answer?" Yan Hang said, "You speak so skillfully."

"Yes, what kind of milk tea do you want?" the little girl asked.

"Lemon coffee." Yan Hang said.

"Okay," the little girl started to make milk tea quickly, then glanced behind him again, "Your brother?"

"Well," Yan Hang nodded, "Do you look alike?"

"Not like," said the little girl, "you look kinder, he doesn't look very easy to mess with."

"Impossible." Yan Hang looked back at the first day of the junior high school, seeing him for a year, how could he get such an evaluation on the first day of junior high school?

I didn't see it, maybe the impression of the doormat in the first grade of junior high school has been deeply ingrained in his mind, even though he has felt obvious changes in the first grade of junior high school, he still feels that he is the kid who needs to be "covered" by himself.

"Why do you two brothers look alike?" the little girl asked.

"The two of us can grow as long as we want." Chu Yi said.

The little girl was stunned for a moment, and couldn't stop laughing for a long time.

When the milk tea was prepared and packaged and handed to them, he glanced at the first day of the junior high school and laughed again.

"You flirt little girl without any trace." Yan Hang glanced at Chu Yi.

"I didn't," Chuyi said, "I won't change, magic."

Yan Hang clicked his tongue.

"Give me another change, change one." Chu Yi turned to look at him.

"Why." Yan Hang said.

"I want to see it," Chu Yi said, "you don't have it anyway, just kidding, girl."

"Your mouth has not changed at all." Yan Hang sighed.

"Here." On the first day of the lunar new year, he took out a steel coin and handed it to him.

Yan Hang sighed, and put the steel coin on his finger as he walked: "Look at it."

"En." Chu nodded.

Yan Hang was still in the old habit. After turning the steel coin back and forth twice, he shook his hand slightly, and the steel coin disappeared.

"Wow!" shouted Chuyi, and continued to cooperate, "Where are you going!"

Yan Hang passed his hand around behind him, and tapped his face lightly: "Here."

Chuyi turned his head and took the steel coin from his hand.

"Won't you give me a round of applause?" Yan Hang asked.

On the first day of the lunar new year, he didn't make a sound, and looked down at the steel coin in his hand.

"What's wrong?" Yan Hang leaned over and asked.

"I'm special and miss you." Chu Yi said softly.