A Lucky Coin

On the first day of the junior high school, he followed Yan Hang and walked back to the tent with the alcohol stove. Cui Yi had already put all the food on the mat.

"Followers," Cui Yi said when he saw the two of them approaching, "I'll follow you even with a stove."

"If my dad had given me a younger brother back then," Yan Hang smiled and sat down on the mat, "I guess it would be like this now."

"Your father wants a daughter," Cui Yi said, "It would be boring for a brat to raise one, but a daughter is cute, and she can wear small skirts."

Yan Hang sighed.

"I mentioned it myself, and I sighed again." Cui Yi glanced at him.

"Sigh casually," Yan Hang said, "it seems that I am deep."

Sitting next to Yan Hang on the first day of junior high school, watching Cui Yi light the alcohol stove, and then put a pan on it, Yan Hang is still the old habit, whether it is processed barbecue or freshly made things like now, He loves a stick of butter.

I also cook at home in the first day of junior high school, but because most of the time the food at home is simple, when my mother is not cooking, they are all kinds of quick-frozen food, so he has no talent in cooking. In the current situation, he is basically Sit by and watch.

Cui Yi's level was probably at the level of instant noodles, and after a few messes, only Yan Hang was left, and the two of them were watching together.

The moon above the head seemed to be bigger than when they first arrived. I looked at Yan Hang's hand for a while at first, and then looked up at the moon for a while.

This is probably the first time he has looked at the moon so relaxed and comfortable. I don't know if it is because this is the seaside, everything looks open and atmospheric, and the moon he saw today is also the biggest he has ever seen.

If you take a bite, the taste should be like milky ice cream.

"Here," Yan Hang took a plate and put two large slices of fried beef to Cui Yi, and handed him two slices of mutton, "Uncle Cui loves beef, so you probably like mutton."

"Well," Chu Yi smiled, "Actually, it's Roudu, okay."

"Yan Hang's craftsmanship," Cui Yi said while eating, "I'll invest in a small western restaurant for you in two years."

"My memory is very good, I remember it," Yan Hang said with a smile, "Thank you."

Thank you.

When he heard these two words, Chu Yi couldn't help but glance at Yan Hang.

I like you.

Thank you.

This is probably the answer between Zhou Chunyang and Yan Hang that he could imagine based on the answer Yan Hang said before.

Zhou Chunyang certainly wouldn't say it so boringly, but he is a boring person, that's all he can think of.

Or... If he was asked to say it, that's all he would say.

There is no bedding and no decoration.

I like you.

Thank you.

Do I need to add another sentence after that?

Wouldn't it be embarrassing if not added.

It's even more embarrassing after adding it, okay?

Chuyi sighed.

"Don't you like it?" Yan Hang glanced at him, "Why are you still sighing?"

"Drink with you, a big sip of beer, then wine," Chuyi picked up the drink next to him and took two big sips, "Ah..."

Yan Hang laughed.

"Sigh comfortably, sigh." Chuyi said.

Cui Yi took a can of beer with a smile, raised his head and took a few sips, then wiped his mouth: "Ah..."

"Don't be mad at me," Yan Hang said, "Or when you drive back, I'll have a drink."

"It's late," Cui Yi shook the jar, "I've already drunk it."

Yan Hang smiled and clicked his tongue.

Comfortable.

After eating three large plates of mutton and a pile of roasted wings on the first day of the new year, I lay down on the beach, spread my arms to the sides, and looked at the moon.

Very happy and relaxed.

As long as you don't think about the "I like you" question, you will be very happy, and the whole person will be smiling.

But it's not easy not to think about it.

All the happiness and smiles now are because of Yan Hang.

Because with Yan Hang.

Because he wanted to be with Yan Hang.

In fact, going to Yanhang just now was just an impulse, an impulse forced out by those emotions that made him flustered, that's what he felt at that moment.

I like Yan Hang.

But after hearing Yan Hang's "thank you", he hesitated again.

He didn't know if he was really like Zhou Chunyang.

I don't know what he would do if Yan Hang gave him a "thank you".

What should Yan Hang do?

really?

gay?

Is the first day gay?

Ever since he was a child, he has never liked anyone, not to mention boys, nor girls. He has never had the opportunity to like anyone, and no one has ever liked him. I am afraid that few of his former classmates, male or female, still love each other. Remember there is such a person as him.

He doesn't know what it's like to like a person.

He doesn't even know what it's like to be liked by a person.

This feeling is very tormented.

If you want to get close to Yan Hang, keep getting close to him infinitely.

But because of such longing, I am afraid and confused.

The color of the moon has faded.

One night is too short, even from dinner to supper, it is still very short.

He and Yan Hang lay together in the tent, resting their heads on the mat at the door of the tent. Cui Yi made a small pillow for each of them with sand.

I don't want to move, I just want to stay there and stare at the moon.

Cui Yi was more lively than the two of them. He climbed onto the old boat next to him to take pictures of the moon, the fishing boat under the moonlight, and by the way, the two teenagers who stood upright in the tent on a moonlit night and refused to move.

"Hurry up," Cui Yi looked at his phone, "If you two don't want to go back, you can sleep here, and I'll open a room in the hotel opposite."

"Go back," said the first day of the junior high school. Yan Hang has to go to work tomorrow morning. In order to let him spend this Mid-Autumn Festival well, Yan Hang has already left early today. It would be too embarrassing if he couldn't make it in time for work tomorrow, "Yan Hangming ,Work tomorrow."

"Are you happy?" Yan Hang turned his head and asked him.

"Yeah." Chuyi smiled soaringly.

He didn't dare to turn his head to look at Yan Hang. The distance was too close. In the past, he wouldn't feel anything. If he wanted to be next to Yan Hang, he would be next to him. Hang's hand also grabbed it, and in his opinion, all of this was just going with the flow.

And once he realized that all his "wants" seemed to be mixed with something else, he began to be unable to face Yan Hang.

"Actually, if you want to play like this, you don't have to have Mid-Autumn Festival," Yan Hang said, "We can also do it on weekends. Whenever you want to play like this, you can come. We can come by ourselves, or we can call a group of classmates together."

"Yeah." Chuyi stared at the moon and nodded with a smile.

"Then let's go," Yan Hang sat up, "It will take an hour to drive back."

Sitting up on the first day of junior high school, Yan Hang brushed his hair casually, and pulled the sand off his head. Just this action, and the warm breath that Yan Hang rushed over when he turned sideways made him feel like he was running for his life quickly. fell back again.

"Are you looking for smoke?" Yan Hang still raised his hand, "I just got rid of the sand for you!"

"It won't be clean anyway," Cui Yi said, "Go back and wash your hair honestly."

It was the first time he had such close contact with Haisha in the first day of junior high school. When he was sitting in the car and walking back, he realized that he hadn’t rolled on the beach. He was still wearing long-sleeved trousers, but not only was his hair full of sand, It was also in the clothes, even in the underwear, but he didn't have the nerve to reach in to make sure.

He glanced at Yan Hang quietly, and found that Yan Hang was yawning, and looked back, Cui Yi had fallen asleep in the back seat.

He frowned, if it wasn't for making himself happy, Yan Hang and Cui Yi probably wouldn't be interested in staying at the beach all night.

"Are you sleepy?" He sat up straight and asked Yan Hang in a low voice.

"Not sleepy." Yan Hang said.

On the first day of the junior high school, he stared at the road ahead, fearing that something unexpected might happen, he could remind Yan Hang.

"Take a nap when you're sleepy," Yan Hang said, "You snored when you were lying there looking at the moon just now."

"Impossible," Chu Yi was stunned, "I didn't, I didn't sleep."

"I heard that too." Cui Yi in the back seat answered with a smile.

On the first day of the lunar new year, he looked back at Cui Yi, and found that he was still in the same posture as before, his eyes were not open, and he was just smiling.

"I fell asleep, fell asleep?" The first day of junior high school was a little helpless.

"Well," Yan Hang smiled, "Go to sleep, don't worry about me, I may not be able to sleep even if I'm serious, let alone when I'm driving."

He didn't speak on the first day of the junior high school. He knew that Yan Hang didn't sleep well, and there was medicine by the bed, but he still stared at the road ahead, and glanced at Yan Hang's face from time to time to see if his eyes were open or closed.

It was almost three o'clock when I returned to Yan Hang's house.

They cleaned up and washed in a hurry, and it was already 03:30 when they lay down on the bed.

"Go to sleep." Yan Hang turned off the light and patted him on the arm.

"Good night." Chuyi said softly.

"Good night." Yan Hang said.

Good night is good night, but it was the first time I knew that I could lose sleep so completely in the first day of junior high school. I don't know if it was because I was too excited to play, or there were too many things in my mind.

No, there wasn't much on my mind, it was shocking.

The shock made him feel dazed all the time, for a while he felt that this was the case, and for a while he thought it was farting. How could it be like this? Spectrum.

Yan Hang probably also suffered from insomnia. When he got up in the morning, he didn't hear the change of his breathing before and after the first day of junior high school. He probably just lay down like that all the time.

"You can sleep a little longer, I think you can sleep until noon," Yan Hang took off his T-shirt, opened the closet to find clothes, "I haven't slept all night."

"You know?" Chuyi looked at the soft and tight muscle lines on Yan Hang's back.

"Nonsense," Yan Hang put on a long-sleeved T-shirt, turned around, "I know how many times you turned over, I won't make breakfast for you, get up and go out to eat by yourself after enough sleep."

"Yeah." Chuyi sat cross-legged on the bed and nodded.

Seeing Yan Hang walk out of the bedroom, and hearing the door of the living room slam again, he fell back on the pillow and hugged Yan Hang's pillow subconsciously.

When he realized that he was hugging Yan Hang's pillow and buried his face in it, he was flustered again, but he didn't put the pillow back, and still hugged him tightly.

The number of guests in these two days has reached new highs every day, and they are basically reservations. There is no way to arrange for guests without reservations. Yan Hang feels that his legs are sore every day. After this holiday is over, he has to find a place to have a good massage .

But what made him feel extra tired was the uneasiness in his heart.

I don't know if it's because he hasn't slept well for two consecutive days and always has hallucinations, or because he has been overly sensitive for a long time, or if it's true, in short, he has always felt that someone is watching him today.

But he has observed all the people in the restaurant, whether they are waiters or customers, and there is nothing suspicious.

He had to wash his face several times, trying to calm himself down.

He has always been confident in his intuition and prediction of danger, which his father has "trained" over the years intentionally or unintentionally, but he also knows that when his emotional or mental state is not right, he will make mistakes.

This entanglement of constantly drawing conclusions and overthrowing them with "now is an unstable state" made him very anxious.

- I'll wait for you to get off work today

While hiding next to the trash can at the back door of the hotel to smoke, Yan Hang smiled when a message was sent on the first day of the junior high school.

Only the first day of junior high school can make him laugh when he is anxious.

- is it too boring

He replied one.

These two days of the first day of junior high school, he stayed at home by himself, because he didn't know how to play games, and he didn't know what to do with his laptop, so he just watched TV, probably too busy.

- I'm not afraid of being bored, I can sit alone by the river for a day

do you miss me?

After Yan Hang typed this line on the screen, he deleted it before sending it. In fact, if this sentence was before, it would be a casual joke between him and the first day of junior high school, but now he always feels that something is wrong.

Something was wrong in the first day of junior high school, and it became even more wrong after asking that question when looking at the moon that day, but he himself was not in good condition these two days, so he didn't bother to observe carefully, he just felt that it was better not to say similar things , I am afraid that the first day of junior high school will become even more wrong.

He loves the first day of junior high school very much, and he also cares about the first day of junior high school, and he doesn't want to be a little unhappy on the first day of junior high school.

-Does that mean you want to go shopping? Do you want to go to a restaurant?

- let me treat you to dinner

Yan Hang smiled.

-good

- i have something to tell you

Yan Hang looked at this sentence and replied after a while.

- ok , you can tell me anything

After replying to the message, he pinched out his cigarette, took two pieces of chewing gum and chewed while walking back.

The reaction of the first day of junior high school and the very formal sentence "I have something to tell you" made him feel that some of his previous guesses were correct.

Yan Hang, I like you.

I might like you.

I might like you a little bit?

i think i probably...

Chuyi stood in front of the mirror and sighed.

Yan Hang, do you think it's a bit strange that I'm like this now...

Can you analyze it for me?

Yan Hang, I've been thinking for the past two days, will I... be like Zhou Chunyang?

I may be gay.

On the first day of the junior high school, he frowned, suddenly a little afraid to look at himself in the mirror.

He has been standing here for almost a class, and countless opening remarks have flashed through his mind, but he has not found a suitable one.

Nor did he try to utter a single word.

All his feelings are just his own guesses, he has drawn a range for himself, and within this range, all his thoughts and actions have only this conclusion.

But he didn't know whether such a judgment was correct, he didn't know how to start, and he didn't dare to think what kind of answer Yan Hang would give him.

Is it a "thank you", or silence.

Many things require courage, but he has never had courage. He is afraid of being denied and not accepted. The skills he has mastered more are evasion and self-enclosure.

And such things as courage were given to him by Yan Hang.

Even at the beginning, he was able to muster up the courage to approach Yan Hang, because Yan Hang's gentleness gave him courage.

He went to work, he went to school in other places, he rebelled against Liang Bin, he no longer obeyed his family members, he wanted to go to Yan Hang, everything, everything related to courage, was related to Yan Hang.

This time, he spent two days struggling to make him finally decide whether it was the case or not, and no matter what the outcome was, it was still because of Yan Hang.

Yan Hang is a very powerful person. Yan Hang has already felt that he can't even avoid himself now. Instead of being so entangled and making Yan Hang worry, it's better to go all out.

do my best!

He is no longer a little dog.

It's Gouge!

Loud!Dog brother!

He took out his phone and looked again, making sure that he had already said that he wanted to "talk things" to Yan Hang. After saying this, he would have no way out. He couldn't find a second thing that he needed to talk to Yan Hang so seriously. It's what Yan Hang said.

Yan Hang sent a message telling him that he can go out.

On the first day of the new year, without even a second of delay, I ran out the door with my bag.

The past few days are holidays, there is no rush hour for commuting to and from get off work, and there are always a lot of people at any time. He stands at the bus station and stares at the direction of the bus coming.

Although I was very nervous, I didn't know what would happen when I met Yan Hang face to face, but I was also very anxious and wanted to see Yan Hang sooner.

When he finally saw the car approaching, he even forgot his good habit of respecting the old and caring for the young. He ran over and was the first to jump into the car. Will be faster than the last one to get on...

The car drove slowly all the way. During the holidays, all kinds of self-driving cars were crowded on the road, and the bus was much slower than usual. When it was almost at the place, Yan Hang called.

"Hello?" Chuyi answered the phone.

"I finished changing," Yan Hang said, "Go out now."

"I haven't, I haven't arrived yet." The first day of junior high school suddenly became anxious.

"I'll wait for you at the station," Yan Hang smiled, "Don't worry."

"I'm in a hurry, I'm in a hurry," Chu looked at the outside, and there was about a stop and a half left. There were few people and cars on the road to the hotel. There were no scenic spots here, and there were very few tourists. It's almost time, "I said wait until you get off work, now you wait until I get off the bus."

"Then how about this..." Yan Hang lost his voice halfway through speaking.

"What's wrong?" Chu Yi asked.

"...No," Yan Hang sounded a little absent-minded when he spoke again, "I'm going to...the station now, where have you been?"

"Supermarket," Chu Yi said. He didn't know why, but he was suddenly very anxious, "I'll get out of the car and run over."

"Huh?" Yan Hang was taken aback.

The car entered the station and stopped. Chuyi squeezed over and got out of the car. Now that the sky has darkened and there are fewer people on the sidewalk, he can run faster than the bus.

"I'll run, over there." Chu said while running.

"Did you get out of the car?" Yan Hang asked.

"Yeah!" The first day of the junior high school smiled, and the autumn wind blowing in front of him made him feel comfortable for a while when he ran, and his whole body seemed to be cleared up at once, "Yan Hang."

"...Huh?" Yan Hang responded.

Chuyi pressed the bag that was smashed on his buttocks with one hand, and held up the phone with the other: "I want to say now..."

"You wait for me over there," Yan Hang said suddenly, "the supermarket."

"Ah?" Chuyi was stunned, "I ran right away."

After Yan Hang crossed the street, he turned his head and looked behind him. He didn't see anyone unusual, but he could be sure that someone was following him.

It wasn't that he didn't sleep well, nor was it affected by his mental state. He hadn't experienced this strong feeling of danger approaching for a long time.

"You..." Yan Hang looked around. There were not many people. To be honest, he could see clearly at a glance. There was no target he was looking for. "Just wait for me there."

He can't let the first day of junior high school come over, he hasn't figured out the situation yet.

"Why?" Chuyi asked.

"I have a surprise for you," Yan Hang made up a reason casually, "You... wait for me to go there in a while."

The environment of the hotel is very clean, except that there is a shopping mall behind the hotel, the street is basically surrounded by small green gardens and the walls of the unit.

"Surprise?" Chuyi seemed to have stopped in his tracks, "What surprise, surprise?"

"Is it a surprise to say it?" Yan Hang said, he didn't go in the direction of the first day of junior high school, but turned around to go back. There were fewer people there, and if there were anyone, he would be easier to find.

When he turned around, he saw a figure swaying around a corner in front of him.

If he hadn't paid attention to his surroundings deliberately, he would definitely not have seen this person, but his intuition made him connect this person with the person with a problem with his left leg that he saw in the restaurant that day.

"Then I'll wait for you to pass, come here." The first day of the junior high school sounded in a good mood.

When he wanted to hang up, Chuyi called him again: "Yan Hang."

"Huh?" Yan Hang walked slowly towards the corner, reached into his pocket, held the key, and clamped the small steel vertebra between his fingers.

"I...I want to tell you something," Chuyi said, "I'm afraid I won't, dare not say it when I see you."

"What's the matter?" Yan Hang asked, staring at the corner, slowly approaching, and then took a sudden step over.

Around the corner is a flower garden, outside is a fountain, and many trees are planted in it. A small stone road passes by, and there are two or three sets of stone tables and chairs. Many girls who work next to it will buy lunch and eat here at noon.

But this time no one was seen.

"First day of junior high school," Yan Hang looked over there, "I'll call later..."

"Yan Hang," Chuyi cleared his throat, "I like you, I like you."

Yan Hang was stunned.

When he heard footsteps behind him, he had just recovered from what he said in the first day of junior high school, and it was too late to escape.

Someone slammed into him from behind.