A Lucky Coin

The first day of junior high school asked for four days off, from Monday to Thursday, but Yan Hang was discharged from the hospital on Friday, so he called the head teacher on Thursday and asked for another day off.

"Isn't it enough for you to ask for five days at the beginning, plus the weekend and make up a long vacation." The head teacher said.

"That's too obvious, isn't it obvious." Chuyi said.

"It's just one day off," said the head teacher. "Although we are a technical secondary school, we can't be too loose. We learn these things for ourselves."

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

Because it wasn't the weekend, he didn't call the people from the dormitory to come over. After all, the class teacher said, don't be too loose. It's better to let those people skip class and sleep in the dormitory than call them out.

Anyway, there were not many things, so Cui Yi pulled them all in one cart.

"The formalities are completed," Cui Yi came in with a few slips, "Let's go...do you want to see the bill?"

"Don't look." Yan Hang said and picked up his bag.

"I'll come." Chu took his bag over.

"A cripple," Yan Hang glanced at his feet, "what can you do."

"It's gone, it's okay." Chu Yi turned around and walked out of the ward with his bag in hand.

It’s impossible to say that I’m fine. In the past few days, the swelling has just disappeared, but I don’t need to jump around anymore. It’s not a big problem if I don’t run or jump. A little lameness doesn’t matter. I still look very healthy. Remnant.

From the ward downstairs to the parking lot, Chu has been paying attention to the surroundings, afraid of running into that person again.

After looking around for two times, he found that Yan Hang and Cui Yi were similar to him. They would look around from time to time, but they seemed calmer than him.

"I hired a housekeeper to cook you two nutritious meals every day." Cui Yi opened the door and got into the car. "You should rest during this period and don't go out."

"En." Yan Hang responded.

As soon as Chu Chu helped him into the back seat, he found that his left foot was injured when he got up, and it was not easy to use his strength in the car. After hesitating for a while, he turned his back and jumped, jumped to the back seat and sat down, and then put his leg Received it.

"Hey," Cui Yi turned his head and glanced at him, "I almost had to draw out my knife because of this movement."

"You are a lawyer," Chu Yi closed the car door, "do you still have a knife?"

"Fruit knives are always available." Cui Yi started the car.

When leaving the hospital, Chu looked out the window and breathed a sigh of relief.

Although Yan Hang's current physical condition is good and he is recovering quite well, even a layman can tell that Yan Hang's mood is not high, and his complexion is also bad. He must have insomnia again, and he will worry about Yan Hang even if he doesn't leave the hospital. There is going to be a problem.

He turned his head and looked at Yan Hang, who was leaning on the pillow and looking at the car window over there.

This profile is simple.

Lines and clavicles pulled out at the side of the neck.

After looking at it for a while, Yan Hang turned his face away at the same time as he turned his head, looking at the front.

"Your hand," Cui Yi said, "the doctor told you how to recover, you go back and do what he said, don't be lazy."

"Well," Yan Hang smiled, "It's so long-winded."

"It's okay if you don't talk too much, that is, everyone knows that hair loss is a normal phenomenon, or I'm afraid that your father will count your hair when he comes back one day, and if you lose one hair, you will have trouble with me." Cui Yi said.

"How can my father be so exaggerated." Yan Hang laughed.

"Of course I won't let you see it in front of you." Cui Yi said.

Yan Hang laughed for a while, then sighed softly.

"Let me see, look at your hands." The first day of the junior high school whispered in Yan Hang's ear.

Yan Hang stretched out his right hand.

Chu Yi held his hand, carefully lifted the gauze and looked inside.

He had seen the injury on Yan Hang's waist a few times when he was changing the dressing. Because it was stabbed with a knife, it was not a particularly large wound, and the surgical wound on the lower abdomen was not that big.

In contrast, the cut left by the knife in his hand has a greater visual impact.

A cut across the entire palm.

Although no nerves were injured and the function of the hand would not be affected, but with such a large scar and the location of the palm, recovery will be slow.

"It's okay." Yan Hang said.

The first day of junior high school did not speak.

"I can use my left and right hands," Yan Hang said, "There are hidden skills in my left hand."

"The hidden skill of my left hand is scratching and itching." Chu Yi said.

Yan Hang and Cui Yi listened to music together.

"Then I have it too. The hidden skill of my left hand is to hail a taxi." Cui Yi said.

He also laughed on the first day of junior high school. He felt that it was better to be discharged from the hospital. Even he himself felt a lot more relaxed. No matter how good the hospital's conditions were, it was depressing to see patients and wounded every day.

Back home, Yan Hang packed the clothes he had brought back into the closet, and took out a set of pajamas, but he hesitated standing in front of the closet.

On the first day of junior high school, you can almost see what Yan Hang is thinking. He wants to take a bath. For a very particular foreign dog, it is unbearable to wipe it back and forth with a towel without taking a bath for ten days.

But you have to help yourself to take a bath.

Yan Hang probably still remembered the picture of his side profile with bumps and bumps that day, and he was engaged in a fierce ideological struggle.

Thinking of that scene on the first day of the junior high school, he wanted to dig a hole in the ground and lie down, and he had to face down, but he still gritted his teeth and walked over, grabbing the door frame of the bedroom.

"Will you take a shower?" he said, "I'll help you."

"Well," Yan Hang turned to look at him and smiled, "I'm so sick."

Isn't it just to help take a bath?

What's the big deal.

Standing at the door of the bathroom on the first day of the junior high school, his eyes squinted, staring at a small crack on the door frame next to him, Yan Hang was taking off his clothes from the corner of his eye, he felt that he came in a little hurry, he should come back after Yan Hang took off his clothes .

It's silly to just stand here and wait for someone to take off their clothes.

"Okay." Yan Hang said.

"Well," he responded, and took a large roll of waterproof membrane given by the doctor into the bathroom, "stick this on."

This waterproof film looks similar to plastic wrap, but it is sticky, and it can be waterproof when attached to the skin. On the first day of the new year, I pulled out a section and gestured towards Yan Hang's waist.

"Just stick it casually, do you still want to make it horizontal and vertical?" Yan Hang smiled.

"Afraid of water leakage." Chuyi carefully stuck a piece on his waist, pressed the edges firmly, and then stood in front of him and carefully stuck it to the wound on his lower abdomen.

Yan Hang didn't take off his underwear. When he was sticking it, Yan Hang gently pulled down the underwear to prevent it from sticking to his pants.

On the first day of the junior high school, he bit his lip.

But today he was quite calm, maybe because he was ashamed before, he was a little frustrated when he thought about it, so he was very confident that nothing went wrong in front of Yan Hang.

Yan Hang turned to face the wall, raised his injured hand to support the wall, turned on the faucet, and lowered his head to test the water temperature with the shower.

Not being face to face with Yan Hang made him relax a lot, but Yan Hang's posture was so handsome that he still didn't dare to stare at it.

He hated his state a little bit, but there was nothing he could do.

"You go back to school tomorrow and show your face," Yan Hang said, "Although it's the weekend, let people know that you didn't take another long vacation for yourself, and your foot is indeed hurt."

"Well," the first day of the junior high school poured some water on his back, "is it suitable?"

"Very pleasant temperature." Yan Hang said.

Chuyi smiled and rubbed his back with a towel.

"Is there any mud?" Yan Hang asked immediately.

"No," said the first day of the junior high school with a little more effort, "really not, you can rest assured."

"I think they put a lot of inexplicable things on my body, glue, this medicine, that disinfectant," Yan Hang sighed, "I can't bear it anymore."

"You go to sleep later, take a nap," Chu Yi said, "Your face is quite scary, it's scary."

"Really," Yan Hang said, "I'm actually very sleepy, I just couldn't sleep in the hospital."

"I'll sing for you, sing the number, duck," said Chu Yi, "you sleep, sleep."

"First day of junior high school," Yan Hang turned his head and said with a smile, "How can you tell people seriously that you want to sing a song for them?"

"What's the matter?" Chu Yi dabbed some shower gel on his back, "I'm an upright, upright person."

"Oh," Yan Hang smiled at the wall for a long time, "Hey, the drowsiness is gone."

It took much longer to take a bath like this than to wash by myself, but Yan Hang kept chatting with him, and the messy thoughts in his mind didn't find a chance to wake up, so he helped Yan Hang take a bath and washed his hair smoothly , As for the part in the underwear, he doesn't need to take care of it, after all, Yan Hang still has one hand.

When he walked out of the bathroom, he realized that his clothes were wet.

"I'll sleep for a while," Yan Hang changed his clothes and came out, wearing a towel, "You should take a shower too, you're all wet."

"Well," Chu glanced at him, "dry your hair, let it dry before going to sleep."

"Okay." Yan Hang entered the bedroom.

After taking a shower on the first day of the new year, he changed into Yan Hang's clothes and came out, only to find that Yan Hang had fallen asleep in the bedroom, his hair hadn't been blown, and he was just laying on the towel from before, without a quilt on his body.

On the first day of junior high school, I stood at the door and hesitated for a long time. Finally, I raised my breath for a long time to let myself enter the room as lightly as possible. I took the quilt next to me and slowly moved it inch by inch. It took me 3 minutes. It finally fell on Yan Hang.

It was not easy for Yan Hang to fall asleep at the moment, he limped out of the bedroom on tiptoe and closed the door.

This sleep was a bit scary.

They came back after noon. In the evening, the housekeeper's aunt came to make a nutritious meal. Yan Hang hadn't woken up yet, so he had to prepare it and put it away.

On the first day of junior high school, I ate something casually and sat on the sofa to watch TV. It was past ten o'clock in the evening, but Yan Hang still didn't move.

He gently opened the door and looked at it several times, and only after hearing that Yan Hang's breathing was normal did he back out and close the door.

He himself didn't sleep well during this period, and now he was so sleepy that he burst into tears without yawning, but he still sat on the sofa and tried not to sleep, fearing that Yan Hang would wake up or feel uncomfortable somewhere.

But he must have fallen asleep in the end, because the last time he checked the time was 11:[-], and he had no memory after that.

When Yan Hang got up, the sun was already hanging in the sky enthusiastically, and it was not the kind at eight or nine in the morning.

He slept a little exaggeratedly this time, sitting on the edge of the bed for almost 10 minutes, the numbness on his body and the pulling sensation caused by changing the position of the wound disappeared.

He slowly opened the bedroom door and walked out. He was a little surprised when he saw the first day of junior high who was sleeping soundly on the sofa with his head up and his mouth half open.

It took him a long time to get up, and he made a lot of noises, but he didn't go in on the first day of the junior high school. He thought he had already gone to school...

I walked all the way to the sofa, and I still fell asleep in the dark in the first day of junior high school, and I was about to become a Buddha.

"Puppy," Yan Hang raised his hand and tapped his face lightly, "The neck is going to be broken."

On the first day of junior high school, I still half opened my mouth and fell asleep.

Yan Hang looked at him for a while, but couldn't tell what it was like.

Growing up so big, he felt for the first time that he could go all out for being good to someone.

"Let me get you something to eat." Yan Hang whispered.

As soon as he turned around and walked to the door of the kitchen, he heard Chuyi let out a long sigh of relief behind him, as if he had finally lost his breath, he turned his head quickly.

I saw that the first day of the junior high school did not raise his head, and he was already sitting upright on the sofa. After staring at him for a second, he bounced up suddenly, and shouted hoarsely: "Are you awake?"

"Ah," Yan Hang looked at him, "Why do you have a big opinion when I wake up?"

"Huh?" Chu Yi was taken aback.

"This posture," Yan Hang said, "looks like he's going to come over and beat me up."

On the first day of the junior high school, he looked down at himself, scratched his head again, and smiled after recovering: "I thought it was night now."

"It's almost noon." Yan Hang said.

"Ah," the first day of the junior high school took a look at the phone, "really, really...you just woke up, are you here?"

"Well," Yan Hang nodded, "Get you something to eat?"

"No," said the first day of the junior high school, "I didn't have a nutritious meal at camp yesterday, so I'll eat it."

"Oh." Only then did Yan Hang realize how long he had slept, and he didn't even remember dinner, and he slept almost at the right time, no wonder his bones were sore from sleeping.

"I'll make that nutritious meal for you," entered the kitchen on the first day of junior high school, "Auntie taught me yesterday."

"Okay." Yan Hang smiled and leaned against the door.

When Chu took a few fresh-keeping boxes out of the refrigerator, Yan Hang turned on his phone and entered the live broadcast room.

"This is..." Turning around on the first day of the junior high school, he saw the camera facing him, "What are you doing?"

- live stream, idiot

-Ahhh, there are benefits for getting up late!

- why is the little handsome guy so confused

- just woke up with messy hair so cute

"Live broadcast," Yan Hang said, "today the puppy will cook me lunch."

"No, there's nothing to do with this." The first day of the junior high school felt a little embarrassed, "just put it in the microwave oven, ding."

- it's up to you

-叮

-Ding~~Cute!

- go bite puppy

"You can just bite," Yan Hang smiled, walked to his side, saw three sports cars flashed on the screen at once, couldn't help but clicked his tongue, "Give him a sports car if he didn't do anything, and give me a good car in normal times." lollipop."

-Brother Xiaotian, show your face and I will brush yachts for you every day

-One lollipop without face, two with face

-2333333

When I heard a sports car on the first day of junior high school, I glanced this way, and when I lowered my head to take the crisper, I said in a low voice: "Is my hair messy?"

-I heard

- no mess, baby

- handsome and not messy at all

-It's so quiet, can you pretend you didn't hear it?

"No chaos." Yan Hang said with a smile.

"This is," picked up a box on the first day of the junior high school, facing the camera, "Brother Xiaotian's camp, nutritious meals, semi-liquid, liquid food."

There were question marks on the screen.

- How can I eat a nutritious meal?

- are you sick

- Are you sick after not showing up for so long?

"I got a little injury," Yan Hang raised his hand to the camera and shook it, "It's okay."

- Ah, I hurt my hand! ! ! ! !

- the hand of my dream!

- oh my god did my favorite hand hurt? ? ?

"A nutritious meal is very simple." Following Yan Hang's appearance in the first grade of junior high school, he picked up the crisper and turned on the microwave oven. "Put it in, put it in, and set it on high heat for 1 minute."

Yan Hang smiled and looked at the first day of junior high school on the screen.

After setting a good time at the beginning, he turned around and looked at the camera, and after a moment of stunned: "No, I know what to say, what is it."

- so cute my gosh

- my old mother's heart is about to burst

-Don't say anything, just stand like this!

"What about the two boxes?" Yan Hang asked.

"Oh," Chu picked up the other two fresh-keeping boxes, "I forgot, but you can put them in together."

It was cute and handsome again, and the corners of Yan Hang's mouth kept curling. The live broadcast of the first year of junior high school felt different from his own live broadcast. Although he had been playing the live broadcast casually, he never found it too interesting. Sometimes he doesn't even bother to smile.

But the first day of junior high school was different, he could even feel why the girls were so excited.

- Is brother Xiaotian living with the handsome boy?

There was such a sentence in a bunch of confessions, and it was quickly posted.

Yan Hang made up his mind.

These similar words have actually been there since the first time he appeared in his live broadcast in the first day of junior high school, and he didn't feel much every time he saw it.

I was a little concerned when I saw it today.

In the past, he simply classified these words as jokes, but now he suddenly felt ambiguous.

Strange, mixed with warmth and ambiguity.

A very magical combination.

After putting the other two fresh-keeping boxes in the microwave in silence on the first day of the lunar new year, he poured the contents of several boxes into a bowl, and then looked at the camera: "That's it, that's it."

"I've eaten." Yan Hang turned off the live broadcast.

"I haven't even washed my face." Chu Yi touched his face.

"It doesn't affect your handsomeness." Yan Hang said.

The first day smiled.

After washing up, Yan Hang gave him more than half of the nutritious meal. He hadn't eaten anything serious this time, and his stomach shrank. He felt like a cat after eating something, and he was full after a few mouthfuls.

I can still eat on the first day of junior high school, and I don’t know how I lost those ten pounds. I guess it’s because I’m sick and worry too much.

After eating the nutritious meal, I checked the time at the beginning, and it was about the same time to go back to school.

"Don't you take those clothes back to the dormitory?" Yan Hang went into the bedroom, changed out of his pajamas, and put on a T-shirt casually, "Just put them here, if you don't have enough clothes, buy some more?"

"Yeah." The first day of the junior high school looked up at him while cleaning up the dishes on the table.

This is not the first time he has seen Yan Hang's dress. Yan Hang often wears it when he stays at home. It is a very casual loose fit. The neckline is wider than ordinary T-shirts, and Yan Hang's collarbone can be seen.

Yan Hang really lost a lot of weight, and his collarbone became clearer than before.

This is the first reaction of the first grade.

But he didn't expect his second reaction to follow so closely, almost at the same time.

It's so beautiful.

sexy.

The first day was very shocking.

sexy?

What is sexy?

He even felt that he didn't have this vocabulary reserve in his mind before this moment, but it just popped up so suddenly.

Yan Hang is very sexy.

He quickly entered the kitchen with the bowls and chopsticks in his hands.

After putting the bowl in the sink, he turned on the cold water switch and splashed two handfuls of water on his face.

It was quite cold now, and when the cold water was splashed, he shivered.

call.

Much more comfortable.

He lowered his head and carefully washed the dishes.

But I was still very angry with myself, and felt that I was particularly worthless.

Especially not like a man.

After washing the dishes, he walked out of the kitchen. Yan Hang was leaning on the sofa and playing with his mobile phone.

"I'm going back to school." He went over to get his bag.

"Well," Yan Hang put down his phone, "Let's have a meal with the people in the dormitory at noon, thank them for coming to the hospital that day."

"Okay." He nodded.

"When the housekeeping aunt comes over at night, I'll ask her to do something else..." Yan Hang was interrupted before he finished speaking.

"I'm late, I won't come at night." He said.

He needs some time to calm himself down and adjust his mood carefully. Before, when he was unhappy, unhappy, and feeling aggrieved, he would go to the river on a weekend and spend a day in front of the river.

Every time he returned to his own life after being in a daze, he felt much better.

Yan Hang was startled, looked at him, and asked after a while: "Are you in the dormitory at night?"

"Hmm." He responded.

"Then... okay," Yan Hang didn't say anything else, "Take a taxi, don't take the bus."

"Yeah." He continued to answer.

Yan Hang was looking at him, he could feel it, and he could still feel Yan Hang's sight from the last crack when he went out with his bag on his back.

But he never dared to look at Yan Hang.

He felt that he was too blunt and very rough, but apart from this method, a country dog ​​like him really couldn't find any other way.

He couldn't just tell Yan Hang like that.

depressed.

He walked out of the community with a dull head, looked around, and found no suspicious person, so he took a taxi according to Yan Hang's instructions.

irritable.

It would be better to admit it to Zhou Chunyang that day, at least at this time, he still has someone to talk about.

Not long after the taxi left, the phone rang, and it was Hu Biao.

"Hello?" Chuyi answered the phone.

"Brother Dog, you asked for leave until yesterday. Are you going back to school today?" Hu Biao's voice was quite low.

"Yes." He replied.

"Why don't you come back tomorrow." Hu Biao said.

"What?" He frowned.

"404 made an appointment with us," Hu Biao said, "Your leg is not good, Chunyang asked me to tell you not to go back to the dormitory."

There was no sound on the first day.

"You will come back tomorrow," Hu Biao said, "Did you hear that?"

"Following them," said Chuyi, "you don't need your feet."