A Lucky Coin

Yan Hang made a breakfast for two very quickly. Today, he made baked rice. On the first day of junior high school, he brushed his teeth while standing next to him and watching.

I used to think that it was impossible to eat something so complicated at home, because my mother would get angry and swear while cooking glutinous rice balls, and he usually took the money to go out and buy a bun or something.

Now watching Yan Hang making baked rice, I feel that it is probably still a matter of people. After washing up, two servings of baked rice are put into the oven and wait for the time to come.

"There's milk in the fridge," Yan Hang said, "If you want something warm, pour it out and heat it in the microwave."

"It's fine if it's ice." Chu Yi said.

Yan Hang went to wash up, and stood in front of the oven on the first day of the junior high school to watch.

He didn't like the kitchen before. The kitchen in his house was very messy. There were oil stains in many places that could never be washed off. The oil and salt jars were all chipped.

After eating at Yan Hang's house, he felt that Yan Hang's kitchen was very different.

It is clean and tidy. Although both Yan Hang and Uncle Yan are procrastinating and unwilling to wash the dishes, other places are tidy and tidy, which makes them feel comfortable.

The kitchen is supposed to be the warmest place in the house.

The oven dinged.

"You can eat it!" Yan Hang shouted while washing his face.

"Ah!" Chuyi also yelled in response.

Yan Hang poked his head out of the toilet suddenly: "What's wrong?"

"No, what's the matter?" Chu Yi was taken aback.

"Then what are you?" Yan Hang said, "I thought you were burned."

"I'll just answer, promise." Chu Yi said.

"Can't you?" Yan Hang said.

"No, it's not loud enough." Chu Yi said.

Yan Hang smiled: "Okay, take out the food first."

The baked rice was very fragrant. On the first day of the lunar new year, he swallowed, poured the milk, sat at the table, and waited anxiously for Yan Hang to come out.

As soon as Yan Hang walked to the table, he immediately took the chopsticks and lowered his head to start.

"Don't wait for me." Yan Hang said with a smile.

"Hypocritically, make an appearance, it's just an appearance," Chu said while eating, "No, don't take it seriously."

"Is it delicious?" Yan Hang picked up the chopsticks.

"En." Chu nodded.

"The chef likes guests like you the most," Yan Hang said while eating, "It's very fulfilling."

"It's mainly me. I haven't eaten anything. I've had something good and delicious." The first day of junior high school smiled.

"After the New Year, I want to apply to the manager to work in the back kitchen." Yan Hang said.

"No, foreman, don't do it?" The first day of junior high school was a little surprised.

"I didn't want to do it at first," Yan Hang said. "After the Chinese New Year, I can get acquainted with this part of the work. I still want to go to the back kitchen."

"Then we have to start from the beginning again?" asked the first day of the junior high school.

"Sure, I'm just a novice in the back kitchen, so I'll definitely start from the most basic level," Yan Hang said, "It doesn't matter, I have nothing else to do, everything is the same."

"Money is not the same," the first day of the junior high school reminded him, "you will be, forced to become a stinger, a stinger."

"Why," Yan Hang smiled, "I'm afraid that your position as the number one stingy man will be lost?"

"Leave it to you." The first day of the junior high school waved his hand generously.

When going out today, Yan Hang didn't call a car to go downstairs, and they took the bus together.

Why did he suddenly become so nervous after receiving a strange phone call that day? He didn't ask any further questions on the first day of the junior high school. He thought it must have something to do with Uncle Yan.

I am not so nervous today, maybe it has been dealt with?Or have you adjusted your mentality?

In the first day of junior high school, there were actually a lot of questions. Yan Hang's medicine seemed to be something that could be bought in any pharmacy. What kind of medicine was it?

Why does he take medicine?

But dare not ask.

He didn't even dare to ask why Yan Hang went to work so early on Saturday.

For the time being, he only dared to take Yan Hang's current state as the standard. Yan Hang can relax now, Yan Hang can be happy now, and Yan Hang can be calm now.

Say nothing else.

"I'll be very busy these days," Yan Hang stood next to him, looking out the car window with him, "We have adjusted our work content now, and there are a lot of problems. I don't think I will have to rest this month."

"Ah." Chu nodded, no wonder today is going to be early in the morning.

"I have to go tonight..." Yan Hang hesitated, "See a doctor, so I can't find you to hang out with right now."

"What doctor?" The first day of the junior high school turned his head.

"Psychiatrist," Yan Hang smiled, "It's okay, I've seen it before."

Chu nodded silently.

After a while he asked in a low voice: "If I go to eat, eat, can you get a discount?"

Yan Hang glanced at him, smiled and asked, "Yes."

"Oh," Chu Yi replied, "Then..."

"Go if you want," Yan Hang said with a smile, "Drinking a glass of water and eating nothing will not drive you away."

"That's too much, not the richest man." Chu Yi said.

On weekends, there are several people in the dormitory, except for Zhou Chunyang, the local Gao Xiaoyang and Wu Xu all go home, and the others usually sleep until noon.

But Zhou Chunyang always got up earlier, so the time should be about the same now.

On the first day of the junior high school, I bought a seafood noodle in a small shop next to me.

This store was discovered by Zhou Chunyang. A serving of noodles costs 18 yuan, and a bottle of small Coke is also given away. He said it was very cheap.

On the first day of junior high school, I felt that it was not cheap at all. The wholesale price of a small Coke in a glass bottle was only 17 yuan, and the noodles were [-] yuan. I didn’t see how much seafood was in it...

As soon as he walked to the stairs on the fourth floor with the packing box in hand, he saw Zhou Chunyang walking over stretching and yawning.

"First day of junior high school?" He stopped, "Come back so early?"

"Ah." Chu Yi smiled.

"It's the weekend, I thought you wouldn't be back until Monday." Zhou Chunyang said.

"No." The first day of junior high school didn't know what to say, so he handed over the lunch box in his hand, "Here you are."

"Oh," Zhou Chunyang froze again after receiving it, "What?"

"Seafood noodles," said Chu Yi, "early, early."

"How many copies?" Zhou Chunyang opened the bag and looked inside.

"One serving is not enough for you, do you want to eat?" asked the first day of the junior high school.

"You brought me a special breakfast?" Zhou Chunyang looked at him.

As soon as I asked this question, I suddenly felt a little embarrassed on the first day of junior high school.

"Ah." He responded.

"You don't have to be so polite," Zhou Chunyang said, "It's just a matter of picking out a gift, and I happen to be shopping myself."

Thank goodness!

Thank goodness!

Amen!

On the first day of the junior high school, he breathed a sigh of relief, and on the one hand, he was thankful that Zhou Chunyang found a reason to avoid some embarrassment, but on the other hand, he felt depressed because he didn't expect Zhou Chunyang to help him choose a gift.

If it wasn't a coincidence that he brought this seafood noodles to Zhou Chunyang for other reasons, what would Zhou Chunyang think of him, helping him to pick out gifts at noon...

On the first day of junior high school, he sighed and felt that he really had no experience in getting along with people at all.

"Let's go to the playground for a while," Zhou Chunyang said, "Da Qiang won't be back until dawn, and now he's snoring so much that I want to stab him with a knife."

"Hmm." Chu Yi smiled.

"Did you buy this noodles from the store I mentioned?" Zhou Chunyang asked.

"Well, give me a little Coke." Chu Yi said.

"Drink Coke," Zhou Chunyang said, "I'm losing weight."

First glanced at him.

"I'm not as good as you," Zhou Chunyang said. "Aside from playing basketball, I'm too lazy to move, so I control myself a little bit to comfort myself."

"You are tall." Chu Yi said.

Except for Wu Xu, everyone in this dormitory was the height he envied.

"It's not about being handsome, it's about being handsome." Zhou Chunyang said.

Chu opened his mouth, but no words came out.

There was no one on the playground at the moment, they sat down in the stands, Zhou Chunyang happily ate seafood noodles beside him, and looked at the quiet stadium on the first day of junior high school.

It was the first time he saw such a clean court after arriving at school.

"Aren't you good at playing basketball?" Zhou Chunyang asked.

"Well," the first day of the junior high school smiled, "I don't know any balls."

"At first, I felt that you were quite introverted, but after I got to know you well, I didn't look like you when you talked," Zhou Chunyang said while eating, "Sometimes I still feel introverted."

"That is to say, it takes a lot of effort to speak." Chu Yi said.

"Just slow down," Zhou Chunyang said. "When I was young, my neighbor's kid blinked all the time, so I imitated him. After a few days of learning, I was done. I blinked worse than him. My dad almost beat me up." die."

On the first day of the junior high school, he couldn't help laughing out loud, and turned to look at him.

"Later, I blinked very slowly and controlled it hard," Zhou Chunyang said, "It recovered. You can try it, just slow down."

"Yeah." Chu nodded, still a little bit wanting to laugh.

But... speaking slowly, it reminded him of Uncle Yan.

That was the first person to reassure him that his stuttering was okay.

"Do you have anything to do today?" Zhou Chunyang asked.

"No." Chu Yi said.

"Let's go out for a while and ask them to hang out for a while." Zhou Chunyang said.

"Okay." Chu nodded.

The people in the dormitory went out together, but they didn't really have any goals. They just went out by car, went to the city, and then strolled all over the street, eating when the time came.

But the first day I found it very interesting.

He used to be afraid of standing in the crowd, but now if he is with these people in the dormitory, he can gradually relax and experience the feeling of "my classmate".

Li Ziqiang was forcibly dragged up from the bed by several people.

"I just fucking fell asleep!" he yelled, very dissatisfied.

"If you don't come with us, today you will be with..." Zhang Qiang said and glanced at Su Bin, "Together."

"Fuck." Li Ziqiang got up.

Before going out, on the first day of the junior high school, he glanced at Su Bin's bed. Su Bin was playing with his mobile phone calmly.

It is a terrible thing to be isolated by others. I have experienced this feeling for more than ten years in the first day of junior high school.

Many times he would give signals, wanting to give Su Bin a chance to be with everyone, but... Maybe Su Bin didn't need it.

Different from his own passivity, Su Bin is actively isolating himself, and the feeling of disdain to be with them is all around him.

Chu Yi sighed and closed the door.

There are millions of people in this world.

The cutest is the dog.

The most handsome one is Yan Hang.

"Let's go to the train station today to have fun," Zhou Chunyang said, "There are a lot of tourists coming here, and by November, there will be people everywhere."

eleven?

Maybe it's because he hasn't fully recovered from the new environment in the new school. He didn't realize it at all, and it was almost eleven.

"Are you going home on November?" Hu Biao asked.

"Come back," Li Ziqiang said, "Aren't you going to come back?"

"I will definitely go back, and cry with my grandma to cheat some money." Hu Biao said.

"I'll come back too," Zhang Qiang said, "What about the first day of junior high school?"

"No," said the first day of the junior high school, "I want to work part-time."

"If my mother wants to know you, she must recognize you as her godson," Hu Biao said, "So capable, it's so easy to think about working part-time after vacation."

On the first day of the junior high school, I smiled and didn't make a sound.

He really didn't think about whether to work or not, Yan Hang said to help him find out, he wanted to wait for news from Yan Hang first.

Going to work on the [-]th is just an excuse.

Everyone in a dormitory was gone, and everyone went home, only him.

Since he came here, only his aunt has contacted him and asked about his situation on WeChat, and the only ones he called back were his aunt and grandparents.

Until now, he dare not contact his mother or grandparents. He is really afraid of being hung up on the phone or hearing some uncomfortable response.

Most importantly, he felt that no one at home was waiting for his call.

No one cared whether he came home or not.

"Xiaoyan," Wang Qinqin walked over, "Please see if there is anything you need to adjust for the National Day schedule."

"Well, thank you for your hard work, Miss Wang," Yan Hang took it over and looked at it, "Aren't you staying home for two days for the National Day?"

Wang Qinqin is not a local, but her home is not too far away.

"No, there are a lot of things here, and it's the same when you go back after the New Year." Wang Qinqin smiled, "What about you?"

"I'm alone," Yan Hang said, "I don't need to go home."

Wang Qinqin was stunned for a moment, and then smiled again after a while: "No wonder I think you are more stable than ordinary children of this age... Then let's spend time here this holiday."

"Yeah." Yan Hang smiled and nodded.

As the holidays approached, the number of guests in the hotel increased, and the number of guests in their restaurant also increased a lot. It was already busy before the noon dining peak.

Yan Hang stood behind the bar, watching the waiters busy back and forth, ready to help at any time.

Ma Li came over with two trays, put one tray on the front desk, and waited for other waiters to deliver it when they were free.

Yan Hang went over to get the tray.

He can't see the horsepower very much now, he came here from a different shift today.

Recently, the horsepower has been at a standstill. Since he was dragged to the back alley and beaten up last time, he and Yan Hang seemed to be looking at the air when they met occasionally, but those complaints and inexplicable phone calls disappeared temporarily.

As long as he doesn't bother, Yan Hang doesn't plan to do anything to him now. After all, there are not enough waiters recently, and they are still recruiting.

Ma Li should be glad that he was assigned to Wang Qinqin's group, or else Yan Hang would be the first one to drive away after recruiting enough people.

After serving two tables of food, when Yan Hang returned to the bar, Zhang Chen raised his chin behind him with two cups of coffee: "Brother Hang, your younger brother is here."

Yan Hang froze for a moment, then turned around.

I saw the young boys in the first day of junior high school and his dormitory.

Chu Yi smiled at him a little embarrassedly.

"Come, sit at this table," Yan Hang walked over and brought them to the table closest to the back door of the restaurant, "This table is reserved for acquaintances."

"What is the seat for acquaintances?" Zhou Chunyang asked.

"It's a place where other guests don't like to sit." Yan Hang said.

Several people were happy.

"Come out for shopping?" Yan Hang looked at the first day of junior high school.

"Well," the first day of the junior high school smiled, "Go to the train station in the morning."

"Let's order," Yan Hang looked at them, "Is it the same as last time? I'll save some trouble."

"Can you remember what we ate last time?" Zhou Chunyang asked.

"Remember," Yan Hang pressed on the orderer, "You can look at each other later."

"They may not even remember." Chu Yi said.

"That's just right, I won't feel that eating is repetitive," Yan Hang smiled, "Wait, I'm busy today, I'll come back later."

Today's meal was proposed by Hu Biao, and it was AA. They wanted to spend all the money they had before going home.

The first day of junior high school was very distressing. Although he really wanted to see Yan Hang, but...

Originally, he wanted to drink a glass of water as Yan Hang said.

And he didn't want so many people to come.

Especially Zhou Chunyang who miraculously came alone once.

On the first day of the junior high school, he looked at Yan Hang's back, and didn't turn his head until he turned to the gate and couldn't see him.

As soon as he turned around, he met Zhou Chunyang's eyes.

Zhou Chunyang smiled at him, but did not speak.

On the first day of junior high school, I didn't quite understand the meaning of his smile, but it was a bit funny to stare at Yan Hang just now.

The dishes Yan Hang served to them were exactly the same as when they first came.

Others may not really remember it, but they remember it very clearly in the first day of junior high school. After all, there are only a handful of opportunities for him to eat this kind of food. Now he still remembers the specific content of every big meal that his aunt took him to eat.

The special ability of the earth dog.

However, it is surprising that Yan Hang can remember so many guests, so many tables, and so many different foods every day.

"I'll bring you something to eat when I come back," Hu Biao said while eating, "My mother must buy a lot for me."

"It's all the same," Zhang Qiang said, "The food we brought here is estimated to last for a month."

"Then you underestimate the people in this dormitory," Zhou Chunyang smiled, "If we can last for a week, we have lost weight."

Probably because the holiday is coming, there are so many people in Yan Hang's restaurant today, and Yan Hang is always walking back and forth.

They ate and chatted for more than an hour after a meal, and the time for Yan Hang to rest at the station was estimated to not exceed 10 minutes.

Yan Hang came over when they collected money to pay the bill: "Today is too busy, I don't have time to greet you."

"We're all sitting in the seat reserved for acquaintances," Zhou Chunyang said with a smile, "there's no need to say hello, next time we come, we can go over and serve it ourselves."

"That's right," Hu Biao said, "Next time we can do the whole thing by ourselves, Brother Hang, you don't have to worry about us."

"Save it, it's quite expensive to eat, why don't you always come?" Yan Hang said.

In this dormitory, Zhou Chunyang is the only person who can always go to eat.

After this big meal, the people in the dormitory had about the same amount of money, and after that, everyone would eat barbecue for dinner every day. Before the holiday, Li Ziqiang howled that he had no money.

"It's a good thing I left the fare money!" He took the wallet and knocked on the table, "Listen to this empty voice."

He still has money in the first day of junior high school, and he has always been very economical in spending money. In addition to the daily necessities of the money that his aunt gave him, he bought Yan Hang's birthday present before, and spent some in the past few days, but not much.

He had always wanted to go to Yan Hang's restaurant to drink water, but he was embarrassed. He was afraid of Yan Hang's embarrassment, and he also knew that Yan Hang was very busy recently.

But not seeing Yan Hang for several days in a row was also quite uncomfortable.

Except for the few people in the dormitory, Yan Hang was the only person who could make him feel at ease and feel a sense of belonging in this city he was not familiar with.

For two days in between, Zhou Chunyang didn't show up for dinner, so he almost wanted to call Zhou Chunyang to ask where he was and if he went to Yan Hang's place for dinner alone.

Of course he was embarrassed.

This kind of childish jealousy, like a child snatching a toy, made him feel a little silly.

- The dormitory is empty?

Yan Hang sent him a message.

At first glance, I saw the empty dormitory, and it will be a holiday tomorrow. At this moment, everyone in the dormitory has already left except Zhou Chunyang who is still waiting for his father's car to pick him up.

- well , it ' s just me and chunyang

- The key to my house is at the security guard, you can come right over in a moment

Chuyi was stunned for a moment, then stood up abruptly, staring at the phone.

He just told Yan Hang that he would not go home before, and Yan Hang didn't say anything else, but now that he suddenly said this, he was so surprised that he wanted to roar twice.

- why didn't you say that before

He quickly texted back.

- didn't i tell you

-No!

-I'm as busy as a foreign dog. I thought I told you?

-foreign dog?

- I am so foreign, can I still be a local dog?

On the first day of junior high school, I played with my mobile phone for a long time.

"Are you going to eat in the cafeteria later?" Zhou Chunyang opened the door and entered the dormitory.

"Yeah." Chu nodded.

"Would you like to eat something with me and my dad?" Zhou Chunyang said, "There are not many people eating in the cafeteria right now, so there probably isn't much food."

"No need." Chu Yi smiled.

"You...are you staying in the dormitory these few days?" Zhou Chunyang looked at him.

"I'll go to Yan, Yan Hang's place." Chu Yi said.

"Oh," Zhou Chunyang nodded, looked at his phone after putting on his coat, and then turned to look at him again, "First day of junior high school."

"Huh?" Chu Yi responded.

"I've always had something to ask you." Zhou Chunyang said.

"Ask." Chu Yi said.

"You and Yan Hang," Zhou Chunyang pushed his glasses, "are you just ordinary friends?"

"Huh?" Chu Yi was taken aback.

What is a normal friend?

What is an unusual friend?

"What I mean is," Zhou Chunyang cleared his throat, as if a little embarrassed, "That's right, are you and Yan Hang good friends? Buddy? Tie buddy? Brother?"

"Ah," Zhou Chunyang seemed to understand what Zhou Chunyang meant in the first day of junior high school, but he still didn't know how to answer. He didn't have any other friends, and those in the dormitory were classmates with a good relationship. Other than that, there was only Yan Hang.

Yan Hang is a friend.

He had never thought about what kind of friend he was.

However, Zhou Chunyang felt that a lot of what Zhou Chunyang said could be applied to him and Yan Hang, and Yan Hang could be friends in all forms.

"Yes." He nodded.

"Are you sure?" Zhou Chunyang looked at him.

When he was asked such a question in the first day of junior high school, he was a little confused, hesitating: "What do you mean?"

"Let me just order," Zhou Chunyang bit his lip as if making up his mind, "Do you like Yan Hang?"

On the first day of the lunar new year, he was stunned for a long time, and it took almost ten seconds before he suddenly remembered Zhou Chunyang's status as a "dead gay guy", and then he suddenly came back to his senses.

Shocked.

"No, no, no, no, no." He quickly waved his hand.

"Really?" Zhou Chunyang asked again.

"Really!" Chu nodded.

Yan Hang is a very important person to him, a very important friend, the first friend in this life, a friend who reassures him, relaxes him, and allows him to spend a year looking for a friend.

But he's not a "dead gay".

"That's fine," Zhou Chunyang smiled, and took his bag, "I'm leaving, I won't go out these few days, if you want to go somewhere, just call me, I'm a tour guide."

"Okay." Chu Yi said.