A Lucky Coin

On the first day of the junior high school, he lowered his head and twisted the lid of the iced black tea. He had just twisted it twice. Hearing Yan Hang's words, the hand holding the bottle subconsciously expressed his surprise, and suddenly exerted force.

The black tea in the bottle opened the bottle cap directly, drew a short and fat arc with a bang, and threw Yan Hang's leg.

"Hey!" Yan Hang was startled, and jumped off the sofa, shaking his trouser legs.

On the first day of the new year, I hurriedly put down the bottle, grabbed two pieces of paper and wiped off the black tea on the sofa first. Fortunately, it was a leather sofa, and the water didn't penetrate.

"I'll change my pants," Yan Hang looked at him, "You're so surprised."

The first day of junior high school was very embarrassing. When Yan Hang went to change his pants, he wrung out the rag and wiped the sofa again. He sat down and sighed.

Yan Hang changed his pants and sat back beside him: "Are you okay?"

"No," Rubbed his nose on the first day of the junior high school, "How did you guess, you guessed it?"

"It's not a guess. I thought he was a little familiar before, but then you said he was gay," Yan Hang said, "I started to think in that direction."

"Then you, you..." After taking the iced black tea on the first day of the lunar new year, there was still more than half of the bottle.

"Drink it if you want, don't pinch it back and forth." Yan Hang pointed at him.

On the first day of the lunar new year, he took two big gulps and put down the bottle: "Then you..."

"What about me?" Yan Hang narrowed his eyes after finishing speaking, "Didn't you come to help him confess?"

"Ah?" Chu Yi was stunned for two seconds before shouting, "No! No! No!"

"Oh," Yan Hang made his reaction amused, "No, no, what are you shouting for?"

"I'm just..." The first day of junior high school really didn't know how to express it. He actually wanted to know Yan Hang's thoughts on this matter, but he couldn't find a suitable way to ask.

"I don't feel anything," Yan Hang smiled, "I don't hate or dislike him, I think he is your classmate, nothing else."

"Oh." Chu nodded and breathed a sigh of relief.

A few seconds later, I suddenly found myself in a corner that was not easy to detect, and I was still a little disappointed.

I don't know why and where this emotion comes from.

After watching TV for a while, and listening to Yan Hang practice interpreting along with the TV in a low voice, he took out his mobile phone on the first day of the junior high school.

He is no longer a child, not the little dirt dog who wanted to shrink away from everything before.

He is the dog brother.

The earth dog is a fierce dog brother.

It's just a phone call, what's so scary?

He clicked out his mother's phone number and took a breath.

Yan Hang turned his head and glanced at him.

He looked over, and Yan Hang smiled at him.

He pressed dial, held the phone to his ear, and listened for the dial tone.

After a few rings, the phone answered.

"Hello." Mom's voice came out.

When he heard this "Hello", he realized that he hadn't spoken to his mother for a long time. This short word suddenly reminded him of a lot, and even brought him back to the past for a moment. inside.

He was still very familiar with this voice. His mother was in her usual state, weak and lifeless. Just by hearing the voice, she could imagine the nasolabial folds on her face that stretched to the corner of her mouth.

"Mom," Chu Yi said, "It's me."

"Oh, why." There was no surprise in my mother's voice, let alone surprise, as if this was his 180th call today.

"My grandma is sick, is she sick?" asked the first day of the junior high school.

"Well, we're in the hospital. I was thinking of telling you a dream after we're all dead," said my mother.

The first day of the junior high school sighed softly, these words sound very familiar.

"Is there anything wrong? Hang up if nothing happens," my mother said, "I don't have the kind of ability that you and your father disappeared collectively. I was very tired after staying in the hospital all day."

"My grandma is strict, is it serious?" the first day of the junior high school asked again.

"It's not serious, let's live," my mother said, "Why don't you call her and ask her when she dies before you come back."

There was no sound on the first day.

Mom didn't speak any more, just hung up the phone.

Chu put the mobile phone on his forehead and closed his eyes, feeling a little bored.

"What?" Yan Hang asked.

"I might still, I still have to go back." The first day of the junior high school frowned.

"Your grandma is seriously ill?" Yan Hang leaned over and patted his back with his hand.

"No, I know, my mother said that and that," Chuyi sighed, "I can't ask, come out."

Yan Hang followed suit and sighed, but didn't speak.

"My grandfather said," the first day of the junior high school put his elbows on his knees and lowered his head, "you have to be responsible, take responsibility, you can't touch me like my father, and you will run away when things happen."

"Then what do you think, Brother Gou." Yan Hang looked at him.

"Brother Dog wants it, go back and have a look." Chu Yi turned his face away.

"Okay," Yan Hang didn't say anything else, took out his phone and looked at the calendar, "Don't hesitate if you decide, I'll ask my colleague to help you book the ticket..."

"A machine, a machine, a machine..." I was a little anxious on the first day of junior high school.

"Heck," Yan Hang glanced at him, "Don't worry, they don't have much money, they can get tickets with a low discount, is staying for one day enough?"

"Enough." After thinking for a while on the first day of junior high school, he became depressed again, "Mid-Autumn Festival is over, it won't happen."

"Who said that?" Yan Hang smiled, "When will you come back and when will you pass? The moon is very round these days."

The moon tonight is actually quite round and quite big.

The first day of the junior high school and Yan Hang sat on the balcony, watched the moon for a long time, and ate two moon cakes.

On the first day of junior high school, he took a selfie with his mobile phone and wanted to take a photo of himself, the moon and the mooncake together, but failed for a long time. He was a little depressed, and looked at Yan Hang who had been having fun by the side: "Is there, it's a bit the same, Love."

"No." Yan Hang said with a smile.

"I'll give you five or five yuan," said Chu Yi, "buy one, the same minute, sympathy."

"Okay." Yan Hang stretched out his hand.

After fumbling in his pocket for a long time on the first day of junior high school, he only found three yuan. He sighed, "A discount?"

Yan Hang took the money in his hand, sat next to him and raised the phone with one hand, and smashed the mooncake to his face with the other: "Let you see how steady Brother Xiaotian's hands are."

On the first day of the junior high school, he looked at Yan Hang in the camera.

Yan Hang is a very photogenic person, no matter how he takes pictures, he looks good.

"Are you going to laugh or just be so cool." Yan Hang asked.

"Cool." Chu Yi said.

"Okay, one, two, three." Yan Hang finished counting quickly and pressed the shutter.

They both froze coldly.

"It's so cool." Yan Hang passed the original picture to him, then put a mask on his face, and posted the photo on Weibo.

"Why, why don't I have a mask?" Chuyi leaned over to take a look.

"You're handsome." Yan Hang said.

On the first day of the junior high school, he laughed: "Aren't you handsome?"

"I'm humble." Yan Hang said.

"It's true, it's convincing." Chu nodded.

I didn't sleep well that night on the first day of the junior high school.

I dreamed and woke up for a while, but I didn't remember what I dreamed and what I thought when I woke up.

Still not very strong mentally.

Isn't it just to go home and be scolded?

Isn't it just two or three days to be separated from Yan Hang?

Isn't it just...have you never been on a plane?

That’s right, it’s the scariest thing if you’ve never flown before. How do you get a ticket?What do you do after you get the ticket?Get on the plane from there?How do I find a seat when I go up?

"Come on, you go there with me," Yan Hang had finished washing, and said while drinking a bottle of yogurt, "My colleague has already booked a ticket, and I will take you to the airport after I get the ticket in a while."

As soon as I heard that Yan Hang was going to send him off, I immediately felt a lot more at ease in the first day of junior high school, but immediately remembered: "You are not going to work, have you gone to work?"

"The plane at 10:30," Yan Hang said, "I'll take you there and come back in time for lunch."

"Oh." Chuyi picked up the packed bag and followed Yan Hang out the door.

After I went to the hotel to get the ticket, when I took a taxi to the airport, I always had the illusion that I was traveling with Yan Hang on the first day of junior high school.

suddenly excited.

Remembering that this wasn't a trip and that they'd be separated for a few days after they got to the airport made him suddenly depressed again.

After a while, my mind was in a trance and I was suddenly excited. Go on a trip!

Then come back to God and continue to be depressed.

"What are you thinking about?" Yan Hang whispered in his ear.

"Yes, it's a bit like going on a trip, traveling." Chu replied in a low voice.

Yan Hang laughed: "I can go on a trip when I take my annual leave."

"Really?" Chu Yi looked at him.

"Well," Yan Hang nodded, "Where do you want to go, you can figure it out now, I may be free at the end of the year."

"Then I didn't, I'm not fake." Chu Yi said.

"You may not be taken care of by those shabby schools that are absent from class," Yan Hang smiled, "Just buy a note and ask for a week's leave."

The airport is quite big and looks very advanced.

On the first day of junior high school, he was always in a state where the country dogs had not enough eyesight and brains to turn around when they entered the city. He followed Yan Hang and looked around. He had to get familiar with the environment quickly, and he had to do it himself when he came back.

"Okay, the boarding gate is written on the ticket," Yan Hang handed him the boarding pass, "Just follow the signs when you get in later."

"En." Chu nodded.

"Go and line up, you can enter." Yan Hang said.

"Oh," the first day of the junior high school hurried to the back of the security line, then turned to look at Yan Hang, "What about you?"

"I have to go," Yan Hang looked at the time, "I can't go in either."

"Ah." On the first day of the junior high school, he suddenly panicked.

"Call me and send me a message when you go in." Yan Hang pawed his head twice, "Call me when you get there."

"Hmm." The first day of the junior high school answered.

"We'll go enjoy the moon when you come back," Yan Hang said.

"Hmm." Chu Yi laughed.

When Yan Hang turned and walked out, Chu Yi kept twisting his neck and staring at his back.

Yan Hang is very handsome, his back looks slender and chic, especially eye-catching. There are people coming and going at the airport, but he can always see Yan Hang.

After going out for a distance of 30 meters, Yan Hang turned around suddenly, gestured a gun with his hand, and fired a shot at him, and dubbed the sound of "pa" after watching his mouth shape.

On the first day of junior high school, I was so happy that I covered my chest and cooperated with "ah".

An uncle next to him glanced at him nervously: "What's wrong?"

"No," the first day of the junior high school quickly stood up, "no."

It wasn't until Yan Hang walked out of the hall that he turned around and moved forward slowly with the team.

He only had one small bag, and he passed the security check quickly. When he was going to the boarding gate, he wanted to go to the toilet first. He was afraid that he would not be able to use the toilet on the plane, but he was worried that he would get lost and could not find the boarding gate, so he ran all the way. After arriving at the place to confirm, I went to the toilet again.

It was only when he was sitting on the chair waiting to board the plane that he regained his composure and felt himself getting more flamboyant.

- it's about to take off, it's time to shut down

Before Yan Hang returned to the hotel, the news of the first day of junior high school came.

- take off and sleep for a while, you made pancakes last night

Yan Hang sent him a message back, and then the restaurant called. He was really busy these days. He came out to see off the first day of junior high school today, but he didn't dare to tell Manager Tang. He had to tell Zhang Chen what to do. Call him right away.

When I returned to the restaurant, I didn't even bother to drink water, so I started my busy work at noon.

It wasn't until the end of lunch time that he took out his mobile phone and saw a few messages from the first day of junior high school.

- late!

- I'm here, I'm going to take the airport bus now, I don't know which exit to get out of

- followed someone out

- got in the car, all right

Yan Hang called.

"Are you done?" Chu Yi quickly answered the phone.

"Well," Yan Hang smiled, "Are you home yet?"

"Just got off the bus, take the bus," the first day of the junior high school probably said while walking, his voice was a little trembling, "go home first, then go to the doctor, the hospital."

"Well," Yan Hang said, "let your mother say what they want to say, and you can just listen to it, don't think too much."

"Okay." Chu Yi replied.

In fact, he hadn't been away from home for long, and the surrounding scenery hadn't changed in any way. Except that the temperature had dropped a lot and he was a little cold, everything else was still the same as he had seen it for more than ten years.

"Hey, are you back from the first day of junior high school?" The owner of the commissary was a little surprised when he saw him, "How long has it been since we haven't seen each other? Are you growing taller?"

"Uncle." Chu Yi smiled.

"Your mother just went in," said the boss. "You came back just by chance."

"My grandma..." On the first day of the new year, he hesitated, and went into the store, "Buy two packs, let's smoke."

"Your grandma isn't doing well these days," the boss brought him a cigarette, "you don't quarrel with anyone anymore."

He didn't speak on the first day of junior high school. Ever since his father had an accident, the whole family seemed to have been drained of all their energy. When he left again, grandma didn't even have anyone to vent her anger on.

When I opened the door, the familiar musty smell of the house that had not seen the sun for a long time came to my face, mixed with the smell of old oil in the kitchen.

My mother came out of the house when she heard the sound of the door opening. When she saw him, she was surprised for a moment, and then frowned: "Are you coming back for the funeral? It's too early."

"Yo," grandpa sat on the sofa and looked at him in surprise, "who is this?"

On the first day of junior high school, I didn't speak and changed my shoes.

There was a box of mooncakes on the coffee table in front of grandpa, and he recognized at a glance that it was the box that Yan Hang sent back for him.

The moon cake has been opened, and the moon cake has been cut into small pieces in a mess, and grandpa is pinching it to his mouth.

"Is it delicious?" Chu Yi asked.

"The skin is too thin, and the oil is still big." Grandpa kept eating and clicked his tongue twice, "It's not as good as the one in the vegetable market."

"I'll give it later, I'll serve you food, and I'll buy it from the market." After the first day of junior high school, I packed up the remaining months of cakes.

"You've been to the market, haven't you!" Grandpa slapped the table and shouted.

On the first day of the first day of the junior high school, I saw him and didn't speak.

"Put it down!" Grandpa roared again.

On the first day, the moon cakes were opened again.

"You are cheap," my mother said beside me, "the name of the hotel is printed on the box, you have never eaten mooncakes from a big hotel in your life, and you returned them to the vegetable market, my mother is going to be at home and it's your turn to eat? "

"My grandma..." Looking at my mother on the first day of the junior high school, "Is she in the hospital?"

"Otherwise, where is it lying on the street?" Mom said.

"Which hospital?" asked the first day of the junior high school.

"I don't know." My mother turned around and entered the house with some irritability, and slammed the door.

"It's most suitable for your grandma to live in a mental hospital." Grandpa said while eating in the back.

On the first day of the junior high school, I stood in the living room for a few seconds, turned around, changed my shoes and went out again.

He suddenly couldn't figure out how he had lived in this family for more than ten years.

Perhaps because of the disappearance of the father, the already depressed family has become more weird and unbearable now.

On the first day of junior high school, I don't know whether to blame Lao Ding, my father, or grandma, grandpa, and mother who are always living in a ball of depression.

In fact, he didn't need to ask his mother before. Grandma's designated hospital is the third hospital next to her. Apart from here, she can't go to other hospitals.

On the first day of junior high school, I went directly to the inpatient department, looked up the name with the nurse, and asked for my grandma's bed number.

In the past, he would have no confidence to do these things, dare not speak up, dare not ask people. In a place like a hospital where people come and go, he would be nervous for no reason.

But now, when he was walking towards the ward, he suddenly realized that he had really changed a lot.

Maybe it was because he was irritated by his grandfather and mother just now, or maybe he just came out of the airport. As a foreign-looking dog, he didn't feel nervous or uneasy.

Grandma seemed to be in good spirits, sitting cross-legged on the hospital bed, talking loudly.

The person who was speaking was supposed to be the other two old ladies in the next bed, but the two old ladies were lying on the bed with their eyes closed, looking helpless, and one of them raised his arm to cover his face.

On the first day of junior high school, he stood at the door for a while. The state of his grandma made him not want to go into the ward at all.

"Yo!" Grandma turned her head and saw him, her eyebrows twitched in shock, "Look at who this is! I told you, my grandson!"

The old lady on the bed next to her opened her eyes and glanced at the door, then snorted: "You can tell your grandma to stop shouting."

"What are you doing here?" Grandma looked at him, "This distinguished guest?"

On the first day of the junior high school, he didn't speak, walked over and stood by the bed.

"I'm fine." Grandma squinted at him, "Why are you running back? Is your aunt giving you the good news?"

"Grandma," Chu Yi bent down to look at her, "Speak well, talk."

Grandma looked at him and didn't react for a while.

"Have you eaten yet?" Chu Yi asked.

"No, what a fart," said grandma, "Your mother doesn't even have a holiday on National Day. I have to live on air at noon these days."

"I'll go buy it." Chu Yi said.

The sign hanging on the bedside of grandma didn't say what to eat. On the first day of junior high school, the restaurant at the door packed a portion of twice-cooked pork for her and carried it back to the ward.

Grandma stopped shouting this time, and sat on the bed with a sullen face in a daze.

"Let's eat first." Chu Yi said.

"Have you heard about your father?" Grandma asked him suddenly.

"No." Chu Yi said.

"They say he's dead," said grandma, "otherwise the police wouldn't be able to find him. If he's dead, they won't be able to find him."

"Eat." Chu Yi said.

Grandma took the lunch box and picked up a piece of meat with chopsticks: "The food you gave me is better than your mother, she wants to starve me to death, so don't worry about it."

On the first day of junior high school, she didn't speak, leaned against the wall and watched her eat.

After eating, he packed up and threw away, stood by the wall for a while, and then left the hospital.

Not wanting to go home, and having no other place to go, I strolled to the river on the first day of junior high school.

Everything is the same, now that it is cold, there is no bad smell by the river, as long as you don't look at the garbage on the river beach, it is still okay.

His tree hole was still there, as quiet as ever.

He stood in front of the tree hole and touched the edge of the hole. The familiar warm touch made his nose a little sore.

"Look," the first day of the junior high school took out a small leather-clad steel coin from his pocket and stuck it to the hole, "See you again, we meet, you two chat, chat for a while."

He pressed his face to the opening of the hole and just stayed there for a while without saying anything.

He is really tall, and now it is a bit difficult to put his face on, he smiled.

After staying by the river for an afternoon, when it was almost time for dinner, he packed another braised pork rice and carried it to the ward.

This time grandma didn't speak eccentrically, but her emotions were not very high.

I haven't seen her for a long time, but I can feel that grandma's spirit is not as good as before on the first day of junior high school.

"That school of yours," grandma asked while eating, "do you manage distribution after graduation?"

"It doesn't matter." Chu Yi said.

"Then where do you go to work, do you find it yourself?" Grandma asked.

"Hmm." Chu Yi replied.

"It's just you stuttering, you'll be damned if you can find it yourself." Grandma frowned, "You trash, you can't even get into a school that manages distribution."

The plane ticket back home is the morning after tomorrow. He originally thought that he could stay at home all day, but he didn't expect it to be only half a day, and he was already a little irritable.

Tomorrow he plans to go to his grandparents' house for a day and go directly to the airport the day after tomorrow.

I don't know why, when he usually doesn't see Yan Hang for a week, he doesn't feel too uncomfortable. Now, strictly speaking, he didn't even arrive for half a day, but he began to miss Yan Hang.

Thinking a little restlessly, I walked back and forth by the river, unable to calm down no matter what.

Finally, when it was time for Yan Hang to get off work, he pressed the phone a little bit.

"Dog." Yan Hang picked up the phone and called him with a smile.

As soon as the voice came out, the whole person fell to the ground on the first day of the junior high school, and sat down on the stone bench next to him: "Are you off, are you off work?"

"Just came out, the uniform hasn't been changed yet," Yan Hang said, "How are you doing?"

On the first day of the junior high school, he knew that Yan Hang was asking about the situation at home, but when he heard "how is it", his answer still went off the rails: "I miss you so much."

Yan Hang was stunned for a moment and then laughed: "How long has it been since we saw each other? You think I'm not stuttering anymore?"

Suddenly a little uneasy on the first day of junior high school.

His reflexive answer, his miss that surprised Yan Hang a little.

Some emotion he hadn't noticed surged up.

Before he even had time to think carefully, he suddenly felt a little stiff in his body.

"Why aren't you talking?" Yan Hang asked.

"I don't, I don't know." When Chu Yi spoke again, his voice trembled uncontrollably, "I have, I'm a little... scared."