A Lucky Coin

I want you.

我 很想 你.

Yan Hang, I miss you very much.

Every time I passed by the house where Yan Hang lived, I would take a look there on the first day of junior high school, but I never crossed the street and passed the door.

Later, the house was rented out again, a family of three, and every time they passed by, they could see a very small child bumping back and forth in the walker at the door.

The breath of Yan Hang and Uncle Yan faded.

The more difficult it is to find traces, the more you will think about it.

I'm afraid that if I miss a few minutes of thinking one day, I will forget it.

I miss Yan Hang very much.

I'm also afraid that I will only be able to think about it all the time.

Now I'm really walking on the road with Yan Hang, I can hear Yan Hang's voice, I can touch Yan Hang's arm with a slight shake, and I can even order girl-picking magic.

He was slowly returning to reality.

He found Yan Hang.

Yan Hang didn't leave, he was still here.

Yan Hang didn't say that he was a pervert, didn't hide from him, and didn't get angry with him because of his father.

After letting go of his heart, his longing turned into a truly pure real longing without other emotions.

But he never said such nasty words.

To be able to say such words, in his opinion, there are two situations, Liang Jingru's courage is delivered, or she blurted it out.

He should have blurted it out.

He didn't know what he wanted to say until he spoke.

He was still surprised when he finished speaking.

What did you say on the first day of junior high school?

Yan Hang smiled, but patted him on the shoulder twice, without speaking.

He felt that Yan Hang probably couldn't answer these words.

The community where Yan Hang lives is quite high-end, and the security guards stand very straight at the gate.

I saw this community on the map on the first day of junior high school, but the map only reached the roadside at the entrance, and I couldn't walk in.

Now when I follow Yan Hang in, I feel very strange, peaceful and familiar.

There are still many trees and flowers in the community, and many people are walking along the road at the moment.

"The environment is really, really good." Chuyi said.

"Well, I'll show you a kid later." Yan Hang said.

"What little boy?" asked the first day of the junior high school.

kid?

How young is my friend?

Yan Hang lived with them for a few months before, and he didn't talk to his neighbors. Now he knows the neighbor's children?

Walking all the way to the innermost mountain side of the community, Yan Hang stopped and pointed to a building next to him: "I live here, at the top."

"Oh." Chuyi looked up, but couldn't figure out which window it was.

"Uncle Cui lives in that building." Yan Hang pointed to the building next to him, took out his mobile phone, "I'll call him and ask him to come down and get milk tea."

"Well," Chu nodded, not forgetting the previous topic, "What about you, little friend?"

"Come on," Yan Hang dialed the number and walked to the nearby flower garden, "The milk tea delivery is here."

After hanging up the phone, Yan Hang turned on the light on his mobile phone and lit it in the flower garden. He followed him on the first day of the junior high school, not knowing what he was doing.

"I found it!" Yan Hang whispered, pulling him to his side, pointing to the place in the flowerbed illuminated by the light, "There, can you see it?"

What kind of child is lying in the mud of the flower garden!

The first day of the junior high school was very shocked, and quickly stared at it.

After staring at it for about five seconds, something moved among the bushes on the muddy ground. On the first day of the new year, he was startled: "A mouse!"

It's quite big!

He had known Yan Hang for a few months and thought of him for a year, but he never thought that Yan Hang liked big mice!

"Are you blind?" Yan Hang looked at him.

"Probably scared, scared blind?" Chu Yi also looked at him.

"Take another look," Yan Hang said, "What is it?"

Turning around on the first day of the new year, the lump in the grass moved again. This time I could see that it wasn't a mouse, but I didn't know what it was, it was bigger than a mouse.

"Hedgehog," Yan Hang said, "it's a little hedgehog."

"Ah!" The first day of junior high school was a little surprised, "Hedgehog? Did you raise it?"

"No," Yan Hang turned off the light on the phone, "Last month, Uncle Cui saw that there were many children at the gate, so he was caught to the side of the mountain, and now it is here Pieces live."

"You mean little, little friend, it?" Chu Yi looked at him.

"Ah," Yan Hang smiled, "Do you think it's a child?"

"Hmm." Chu Yi laughed.

"Where can I meet children?" Yan Hang took him back downstairs, "I haven't even seen what the neighbor across from me looks like yet."

Cui Yi came out of the building, and was stunned when he saw the first day of junior high school: "Is this the first day of junior high school?"

"Yes," Yan Hang nodded, and introduced to Chu Yi, "This is Uncle Cui."

"Uncle Cui, good." The first day of the junior high school said hello.

"Didn't you say he is 1.4 meters?" Cui Yi looked at the first day of junior high school.

"One meter, four?" Chu Yi turned to look at him.

"It's just a metaphor," Yan Hang sighed. He did tell Cui Yi that the first day of junior high school was very short, only about one or four meters. "It's just to describe him...before..."

"It was up to your waist before." Cui Yi said.

"Ah..." Yan Hang turned his head helplessly. Now that he knows, he can't be so casual when talking about people behind his back.

"Where do you live in Yan Hang today?" Cui Yi asked the first day of junior high school.

"Yeah." Chu nodded.

"Then let's have breakfast together tomorrow. It is said that Yan Hang's friend is here, and I have to treat him to dinner," Cui Yi said, "In the end, he didn't let me go."

"Thank you, Uncle Cui." Chu Yi said.

After taking the milk tea, Cui Yi went back to the building, and Yan Hang took Chu Yi to the building where he lived.

"It's not 1.4 meters, not just, it's up to your waist?" Chu Yi said behind him, "How many meters are you, my brother."

"Why do you still talk so much?" Yan Hang laughed.

"Normally, not much." Chu Yi stood beside him and looked at the elevator. "I haven't taken it yet. I've taken this kind of elevator before."

"Never taken an elevator before?" Yan Hang looked at him.

"The kind of standing, sitting, and sitting." Chuyi said.

"This kind is not for lying down," Yan Hang said, the elevator door opened, and he walked in, "This one has to be standing too."

"I mean, kind of step, step, step..." Chu Yi sighed, "Forget it."

Yan Hang looked at him with a smile.

"That... kind of... step... ladder..." The first day of the junior high school thought about it and said again in a dragging voice.

"I know." Yan Hang said with a smile.

Yan Hang's house is a small apartment, very small, but it is well decorated, and it is more advanced than the one I rented from them before.

There is also a small balcony facing the mountain, which I envy in the first day of junior high school.

There are eight people in his own dormitory, and he hasn't grabbed the top bunk closest to the window yet.

"Will you wash first? I just sweated all over from running," Yan Hang opened the closet, "I'll find clothes for you."

"Well," looked at Yan Hang on the first day of the junior high school, "are you going to work now?"

"Go to work," Yan Hang took out a set of his own sportswear. "It's a western restaurant in a hotel. It's pretty good. I wanted to fight for the back kitchen, but now I might be promoted to the foreman."

"Ah," the first day of junior high school suddenly became a little excited, "so amazing."

"But I want to go to the back kitchen," Yan Hang smiled, and handed him the clothes, "You can wear this suit, now that you have one, it won't be too big to wear."

"Yeah, from the first 1.4 meters to your waist." Said the first day of the junior high school.

"It's not over, is it?" Yan Hang clicked his tongue, "I was wronged when I just ate, and I recovered so soon?"

"Small, baby, it's all like this." The first day of the junior high school smiled, holding Yan Hang's clothes and preparing to take a bath. Today, after running outside for a day, the climate here is more humid than that at home. I really want to take a bath.

"I'll find you a pair of underwear." Yan Hang opened the drawer again, took out a box, opened it, and took out a pair of underwear from inside.

When I first saw it, I was stunned: "This..."

"Children's style," Yan Hang shook the red and white striped underwear in his hand, "How youthful."

"Are there any middle-aged, middle-aged and elderly people?" asked the first day of junior high school.

"No." Yan Hang threw his underwear on him.

"Why did you buy this, like this?" Chu looked at the underwear.

"This box has plain colors and striped ones. The one exposed is black. I bought it. When I came back, I opened it and found two zebras." Yan Hang said, "Go wash it, zebras don't Is it better than your red underwear?"

Yan Hang could still remember his red underwear. He didn't know whether he should be moved or embarrassed on the first day of junior high school. To be honest, he was still wearing red underwear today.

He was not willing to spend the money he saved, so he bought a few sets of clothes and underwear, and he was reluctant to buy new ones before there were any holes.

I still bought the red underwear at the vegetable market, three pairs for ten yuan.

The quality is not bad.

This quality is not bad, it means that it does not fade.

Many things bought in the vegetable market are fading. After using it for a week, the face towel still has the effect of Avatar. The white clothes and the clothes in the vegetable market disappear after a few times of washing...

Standing in the bathroom on the first day of junior high school, I don't know what I'm thinking, I can think so far in a mess.

He put the clothes on the rack and looked at the contents of the bathroom.

They are all very high-end, and I can’t tell what is in this bottle or that jar, and some of them don’t have a word in Chinese.

On the first day of the junior high school, I sighed that I was so earthy, and then leaned over to each bottle and looked at them.

"First day of junior high school." Yan Hang suddenly knocked twice on the door.

"Ah?" Startled on the first day of the junior high school, he covered his crotch with his hand before realizing that he was still fully dressed.

He went over and opened the door.

"Shampoo, body wash." Yan Hang helped him take out two bottles and put them on the sink.

"What are those, what are they?" Chu Yi pointed to the bottle on the shelf.

"It's all shampoo and shower gel," Yan Hang said, "If it doesn't work, just throw it there."

"First, is it different to be rich?" said the first day of the junior high school.

"Yes," Yan Hang said, "Are you envious?"

"Envious." Chu Yi smiled.

Yan Hang has always been the richest man with things, and they are all things he has never seen before, such as the bottle of ecstasy that he has been hiding all the time and is not willing to spray.

Sometimes when I think about it, I feel that I have no confidence. A person like Yan Hang is handsome, free and easy, smart, good at English, and lives in a foreign style...how could he be friends with himself.

Although he practiced boxing every day, he was still very rustic.

He took off his clothes and turned on the nozzle.

The water temperature has been adjusted. The weather is not cold yet, but the water temperature is slightly warm. When I slide it over my body, I feel that the pores are all open.

On the first day of the junior high school, he propped himself up against the wall, lowered his head and buried himself in the spray from the sprinkler.

After rinsing for a while, he took the shampoo and poured out some of it. It has a very light fragrance. Brother Xiaotian got the same shampoo.

Then pick up the shower gel and get it again.

Although it doesn't make much sense to get the same style, he still feels happy.

After taking a shower on the first day of junior high school, he came out with his washed clothes and wanted to ask where to hang them, but saw Yan Hang smoking a cigarette sitting on the bay window in the living room.

Probably in a daze with a cigarette in his mouth, he didn't turn around when he came out on the first day of junior high school, probably because he didn't hear it.

On the first day of the junior high school, he stood there and looked at him.

Yan Hang tilted his head, his face was facing out of the window, and the red halo of the flashing neon lights outside hit the side of his face, jumping, making Yan Hang look extraordinarily quiet.

I stood there for 2 minutes on the first day of junior high school, but I didn't dare to make a sound.

"Done?" Yan Hang said suddenly.

"Hey!" Startled on the first day of the junior high school, he thought it was the sudden reversal of his secret observation, which made him very embarrassed, and sat down on the chair next to him.

"Why did you wash the clothes?" Yan Hang turned his head to look at him, "Just throw it in the washing machine and wash it together."

"I'm used to it." Chuyi stood up.

"Let's dry the balcony." Yan Hang pinched his cigarette, jumped out of the bay window, and reached out to pick up his clothes. "I just happened to have a pile of clothes left to dry."

"Oh." The first day of the junior high school answered, turned and went back to the bathroom, took out the previously washed clothes from the washing machine, put them in the basin, and took them out again.

"The soul of Chang Gong lives forever," Yan Hang sighed, "Go."

Yan Hang reckoned that he saved up his clothes for a few days and washed them together. There were a lot of them. Including his own in the first grade of junior high school, there were almost not enough hangers.

After drying the clothes and returning to the living room, Yan Hang went to take a shower.

On the first day of the junior high school, I stood for a while, wandered around the living room, and then sat on the bay window and looked out.

Yan Hang's old habit has not changed, that is, sitting on the window sill and looking out.

There is actually nothing outside, just a tall building, the light from the dotted windows, and various lights on the top of the tall building, some of which are flickering, some are not.

The window was open, and the air was obviously humid. On the first day of the lunar new year, I closed my eyes and took a few deep breaths.

He likes the taste.

I like this western-style city and the people here.

Just as he was about to go to the balcony to take another look, his cell phone rang.

Take it out and take a look, it's my aunt.

He hesitated for a while and picked up the phone: "Xiao, auntie?"

"You're very good! You're awesome! You're awesome, awesome!" My aunt's voice came out, "You've grown up, you're a man!"

"I..." The first day of the junior high school didn't know what to say.

"If I didn't go to your house, would I not know that you have traveled so far until the Chinese New Year!" Auntie's voice was quite loud.

"I'm... afraid, afraid that you... will say me." Chu said in a low voice.

He came to school here, basically only his family and people in the boxing gym knew about it, and he didn't dare to say anything about his grandparents and aunt.

Although he has always wanted to leave, he is always afraid of being blocked, especially people he feels close to, grandparents, aunts, and any of these people who say you don't want to go so far, he may hesitate.

"I talk about you, I talk about you, what can I say about you, you are afraid that I will talk about you, why are you not afraid that I will scold you now?" The aunt sighed, "This child! Have you settled down at the school now? "

"Well," Chu nodded, "I'm staying here, the school is quite, quite big, very good."

"Have you bought what you should buy? Have you paid the money?" the aunt asked.

"It's all right." Chu Yi said.

"He said it's all done." My aunt should have turned her head away to talk to her uncle, and then turned back, "I'll transfer some money to you later, so don't save too much if you're alone there."

"I have," said hurriedly on the first day of junior high school, "I have been looking for a job for two or two days."

"You are looking for you, and there is no conflict," the aunt said. "I prepared a red envelope for you when you were in high school. I went to your house today to take you out to buy some school supplies."

"Thank you, auntie." Chu Yi said softly.

When Yan Hang came out of the shower, he was still looking down at the phone screen on the first day of the junior high school, staring at the 5000 yuan that his aunt had transferred to him.

"Yo," Yan Hang leaned over to take a look, "God of Wealth, you are quite rich?"

"I'm young, auntie." The first day of junior high school said a little embarrassed.

"Don't rush to work," Yan Hang said, "You just arrived in a new environment, let's get used to it for a while before we talk."

"Oh." Chuyi replied.

Yan Hang entered the bedroom: "Are you sleeping?"

"I might," followed him into the bedroom on the first day of the junior high school, and replied honestly, "I can't sleep, I'm too excited."

"Then sit here and chat for a while." Yan Hang sat down on the ground beside the bed, leaning against the bed.

On the first day of junior high school, I sat next to him.

The side of the bed is facing the floor-to-ceiling windows, and the balcony outside is covered with iron railings, so the line of sight is not obstructed. Sitting down like this and looking out, it is the same as standing on the balcony, and you can see tall buildings far away.

"You usually look like this, do you think so?" asked the first day of the junior high school.

"I always looked at it before," Yan Hang said, "I don't have time right now."

"Busy?" Chu looked at him.

"Well," Yan Hang smiled, "I want to take a test."

"What certificate?" The first day of junior high school was very curious.

"Interpretation," Yan Hang said, "Uncle Cui asked me to take the exam. After all, I can't be a waiter forever."

"Ah!" There was an indescribable feeling in the first day of junior high school.

The interpreter, he didn't realize what it was for a moment, it was too far away from him.

It was so far away that he couldn't find anything to continue talking after it was over.

"I just checked your school," Yan Hang said, "it's pretty good, and the places where students get jobs are good."

"I didn't check it, I did it." I was a little embarrassed on the first day of the junior high school.

"I checked Xiao Li's barbecue with all my energy," Yan Hang smiled, "You really..."

The first day I looked at him.

"Aren't you afraid that I'll leave?" Yan Hang asked.

"I never thought about it." Chu Yi lowered his head and looked at the small stone on his ankle.

Yan Hang was wearing a pair of big pants, and he could see the little stone at a glance, he smiled.

"The rope is quite strong, and I'm still worried that it will break." Yan Hang retracted his legs, and flicked his fingers on the small stone, "Are you still grinding the stone now?"

"No," Chu Yi stretched out his hand and hooked it up and down on the small stone, "It's been a long time, I haven't looked for the stone head."

"I found a few downstairs." Yan Hang opened the drawer of the bedside table next to him, took out a small bag and handed it to him, "Do you have time to sharpen a bracelet for me?"

"I have time." On the first day of the junior high school, he replied without thinking.

The stones Yan Hang picked up were quite beautiful, some of them were white with very light patterns on them.

"You can design it and see how it looks good." Yan Hang said.

"Yeah." Chu nodded, thought for a while and then asked hesitantly, "Your WeChat is, isn't it screen, blocked me?"

"I've been useless all this time. Apart from you, there's no one I need to contact. The phone numbers have all changed." Yan Hang took out his phone, "Did you send me a message?"

"En." Chu nodded.

"What did you send me?" Yan Hang restarted downloading WeChat.

On the first day of junior high school, I didn't expect that Yan Hang not only changed his mobile phone, but also changed his number. He didn't use WeChat, and even deleted WeChat. He felt nervous for a while.

If I didn't find Yan Hang this time, I might never find him.

Yan Hang finished WeChat, got up again, took an iron box from the bookshelf, came back and sat down.

When he opened the box, Chuyi took a quick look inside and saw something familiar, the pen.

"You still keep, keep this pen, pen?" On the first day of junior high school, I suddenly felt like crying.

"Well," Yan Hang took out a SIM card from the box and switched it to the phone, "But it's useless, I'm afraid of losing it."

"I don't have the phone card, didn't I throw it away?" asked the first day of the junior high school.

"No, I still have to pay the money." Yan Hang turned on the phone.

"Really rich." Chuyi said softly.

"I'm afraid you'll find me." Yan Hang smiled.

"Then, then you..." On the first day of the junior high school, he suddenly couldn't control his emotions, and his voice trembled.

Yan Hang turned to look at him.

On the first day of junior high school, I tried hard to control myself, swallowing desperately, trying to swallow the strong soreness between the nose and forehead.

He had already cried once tonight, and he really didn't want to cry a second time.

So embarrassing.

He even ran so far to go to school by himself. It is a shame for such an awesome old man to cry twice in one night in front of people.

In the future, Yan Hang can not only tell people that the 1.4 meters in the first grade of junior high school only reached his waist, but also that he was 1.4 meters long and cried endlessly.

He is now 1.7 meters four, and he has practiced boxing for a year. This character collapsed before he could stand firmly in front of Yan Hang.

His nose was so sore that his eyes narrowed.

"What's wrong?" Yan Hang should have seen his emotions, and pulled a tissue from the bedside and put it in his hand.

"You're afraid that I'll look for you," Chu Yiyi said, tears streaming down his face, "Then you pay it back, don't say anything, leave without saying anything, don't reply to any news, you change it, change the card , leave a number, there is a fart, use it!"

"Even if I'm looking for you, it's a damn thing!" Chu Yi wiped his uncontrollable tears angrily, "Are you a fool!"

Yan Hang didn't speak, just looked at him.

After a while, he said softly: "You're awesome, a bitch, you know how to swear? How the hell didn't you see that?"

"I miss him, fuck it, fuck it!" Chu Yi said, "Hold on if you don't accept it."

"Shut up," Yan Hang took another tissue and lightly pressed it on his face twice, "I'll see what messages you've sent me right away?"

"Selfie." Chuyi said in a tearful tone.

Before Yan Hang clicked on WeChat, he couldn't help laughing after hearing this.

"Laughing fart," said the first day of the junior high school, "new hair, self-styled, take a picture."

Yan Hang put away his smile, put his hand around the back of his head, pulled him over, and pressed him on his shoulder.