A Lucky Coin

Although Yan Hang's blurry figure was not turned on, but on the first day of junior high school, he could still tell that Yan Hang had been out of bed for five seconds and hadn't put on his slippers. You will feel dizzy and hit the ground.

"Is your fever gone?" he asked again.

"Retired." After Yan Hang finished speaking, he finally put on his slippers and walked towards the door of the bedroom.

"You don't know how, how do you know to quit, quit?" asked the first day of the junior high school.

"Yeah, then why don't you ask a fart." After Yan Hang finished speaking, he walked to the door, and then slammed on the door frame very simply.

"Hey!" Shocked on the first day of junior high school, he jumped up from the bed and slapped the switch on the head of the bed, "It's all right!"

"It's okay," Yan Hang slapped the switch by the door almost at the same time as the light was on, and the light went out again, "What kind of light do you turn on? Your eyes will go blind."

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

It was indeed very flashy. At this moment, he couldn't even see Yan Hang's shadow, and there was a flickering light spot in front of him.

Yan Hang went into the toilet and heaved a sigh of relief after closing the door.

Hold.

The IQ that was half lost by the anesthesia before was probably burned by half by the fever.

The remaining [-]/[-] IQ was so shocked by the miraculous reaction after touching the waist of the first grader that he could no longer give the correct way to deal with it.

He only needs to turn over and take a few deep breaths to recover, but he sat up, coupled with the inferior mattress that can resonate even when farting, it can actually make the first day of junior high school who sleeps as heavy as a pig Woke up.

So he had to stand in front of the toilet.

pee?

Although I can urinate if I want to, after all, I have been lying in bed for at least two hours, but there is no need to make a special trip to urinate.

Why don't you give it a shot?

Sorry, already scared back.

Then stand for a while and reflect on your stupid and sincere behavior.

He doesn't quite understand himself.

He wasn't surprised by the reaction, but he was a little surprised by his persistent behavior to get himself to react.

He looked at the toilet lid.

I didn't feel anything after a few glances, so I had to touch it again.

Are you comfortable now?

In fact, he calmed down and thought about it in front of the toilet now, and he didn't think about it. He just cared too much about the first day of junior high school that he finally "owned", and he had to find a reason to tie his dog.

If one day the earth dog is seduced by other little male dogs and little bitches, he has no reason to snatch it back.

is it?

Yan Hang frowned.

Suddenly, I felt very funny, and laughed for a long time at the toilet.

There was a knock on the toilet door.

Yan Hang sighed, turned his head and looked at the door: "Why?"

"You have to urinate, it's been a long time?" Chuyi said outside the door.

"I haven't started peeing yet," Yan Hang said, "Go back to sleep with you."

"Five minutes, it's an hour, it hasn't started yet, start?" Chu Yi was stunned, "You are, are you on fire?"

"...Are you quite experienced?" Yan Hang was a little helpless.

"In the past, our house was upstairs, and the downstairs was small. The advertisement said," Chuyi said, "the urethra is inflamed..."

"Get lost." Yan Hang said.

"Then you pee slowly," Chuyi said, "it may be a fever."

"Get out!" Yan Hang roared.

"Go away." Chu Yi said.

After Yan Hang heard the footsteps disappear on the first day of the junior high school, he turned to the toilet and tugged at his pants.

After yelling, he almost couldn't pee.

When he came out of the toilet, he went to the coffee table to drink water, and just reached out to get a cup, when a sentence came from the sofa: "Take your body temperature."

The lights were not turned on in the room, and the curtains were still drawn. Yan Hang didn't notice that there was anyone on the sofa at all. This sentence scared him so much that he slammed the cup in his hand on a conditioned reflex.

The moment the cup was released, he realized that it was the voice of the first day of junior high school.

"Did it hit you?" Yan Hang hurriedly asked while turning on the light.

Sitting on the sofa on the first day of the lunar new year, his body leaned to the side, the glass was beside him, and the water on the sofa was sprinkled.

"Did it hit?" Yan Hang asked again.

"Ah." Chu Yi raised his arms to cover his eyes.

This sound was quite calm, and Yan Hang couldn't tell whether he responded or screamed politely.

"What the hell?" Yan Hang said.

"Didn't hit it," Chu Yi said, "Dodge, open, dodge 100."

"Fuck you," Yan Hang was speechless, and slapped him twice in the past. When Chuyi hid aside, he kicked Chuyi's buttocks again, "Crazy, don't sleep. Sitting here to scare people?"

"Hey," Chu Yi hurriedly turned around and hugged his leg, "Wound, wound."

"The wound is healed," Yan Hang said.

"How can this be so fast?" Chu Yi raised his head to look at his waist, looked up half way up and quickly avoided it, let go of his legs, and stood up, "Be careful pulling, it hurts."

Yan Hang glanced down.

Probably because of the panties.

On the first day of junior high school, he usually sleeps in a T-shirt and big pants. It should be a habit formed when he has no independent space at home, but he usually wears underwear and a T-shirt because he feels insecure.

He didn't feel anything at first, but now this reaction made him a little embarrassed.

"Go inside and sleep," he said.

"Yeah." Chu Yi turned and entered the house.

After Yan Hang lay down, he handed over the thermometer: "Sleep in between, it will be here later, I'll help you when it's time, read it for you."

"I didn't fall asleep so quickly," Yan Hang said, "I'm afraid you don't have enough time."

"No." Without lying down on the first day of junior high school, she covered her legs with a quilt and sat on the bed.

Yan Hang didn't speak, but sighed.

Maybe it was because of a lot of tossing, or maybe the fever started to subside. Yan Hang closed his eyes and felt tired. He fell asleep before reporting his temperature on the first day of the new year.

When I woke up, I felt very dizzy. I stared at the ceiling for a full 2 ​​minutes before the dizziness stopped. I turned my head and looked to the side.

I was gone on the first day of junior high school, and there was a note on the pillow.

There is a line of words on the first day of junior high school that is neat but ugly.

- Your fever is gone. I'm going to school. I'll come over after the training class in the afternoon.

Yan Hang touched his phone to check the time. He fell asleep until 11 o'clock. He closed his eyes, stretched carefully, lay on the bed without moving, and closed his eyes again.

At this moment, my mind is much clearer than last night, but things at night have become a little unclear like a dream.

but……

Yan Hang, you did such a shameless thing.

"Don't go out for a couple of days," Hu Biao said, holding a lunch box. "The latest information I have here is that foreign aid has found foreign aid. If we go out, we will probably be squatted."

On the first day of junior high school, I didn't think about it: "No, it's none of your business."

The three foreign aids had no chance to complete the foreign aid work at all, and the appointment with 404 was also cancelled, and no one made a second appointment. If this matter was to be troubled, he could only be himself.

"Are you stupid?" Li Ziqiang said, "404 is just silent on the surface. The people they called were not convinced, and now they are doing tricks behind the scenes. People don't care if you are a dog or a dog." All 403."

Chu Yi frowned.

"Then stay in the dormitory, sleep and play games," Zhang Qiang said while eating, "There will be a training session in the afternoon, which is just right."

"Practical training... This is the most annoying thing," Wu Xu sighed, "I still don't know how to draw the chassis structure during the exam."

"No, at most I will give you a picture to let you know what it is." Gao Xiaoyang said.

"Then I may not remember clearly." Wu Xu said.

"It's okay." Zhou Chunyang played with his mobile phone while eating, "It's the first day of junior high school. If you just ask him to draw a chassis structure, he can draw it."

"I can't draw it." Chu Yi said.

"Can you cooperate a little?" Zhou Chunyang glanced at him, "I'm just complimenting you."

"Draw whatever you want," Chu Yi said, "You can draw with your eyes closed."

A few people were having fun while eating, and the people in 404, who were two tables away, glanced here with displeased faces.

In the first day of junior high school, he felt that it was right for him to choose the major of auto repair. Although he was poor in other subjects and couldn't take all kinds of cultural courses, at least the professional courses were the strongest in their dormitory, and he also learned well in electrician.

Sometimes I think about it, if I can really go to general high school, I may not be able to learn anything. I guess I still won’t be able to pass the university entrance exam. After graduation, it’s not as good as a technical secondary school.

There is a 4S store two stops away from the school, where there are students who graduated from their school, and it is said that they are doing well.

On the first day of the junior high school, I was a little excited when I thought that I might be able to go there in the future.

When he returned to the dormitory after dinner, he sent a message to Yan Hang, asking him if he was still burning, but Yan Hang didn't reply, probably because he didn't wake up or fell asleep again.

Chuyi sighed.

"Are you going to see Yan Hang this afternoon?" Zhou Chunyang asked in a low voice.

"Well," Chu nodded, "tonight..."

"If you don't come back, I know." Zhou Chunyang smiled.

"Brother Dog," Hu Biao approached him when he saw him taking clothes from the cabinet and stuffing them into the bag, "Are you really going to Brother Hang's place? Didn't you go to the girl's house to spend the night?"

"Huh?" Chu Yi stared at him in a daze.

"...When I didn't say it," Hu Biao sighed, "Really, I've only seen you who are so late in enlightenment."

Zhou Chunyang sat at the table and had a ton of music.

The first day I looked at him.

"It's better to be late." Zhou Chunyang said with a smile.

He went directly to the training class in the afternoon on the first day of the junior high school with his clothes on his back, and he didn't bother to go back to the dormitory to get them again... In fact, he was in a hurry to leave.

After all, Yan Hang still had a high fever yesterday, so he doesn't know what's going on today.

Hey, I just want to see Yan Hang soon.

Find so many reasons.

"What are you doing!" the teacher suddenly looked outside the training room and said after half of the class.

Several little girls walked away while holding their mobile phones and looking at them with a smile.

"Shooting you two." Hu Biao whispered.

Zhou Chunyang smiled and didn't speak, neither did he on the first day of the junior high school.

"Brother Dog," Hu Biao whispered again, "Do you have any fun with Yan'er?"

"Yan'er?" Chu Yi was taken aback.

"Jiang Yanni." Zhou Chunyang said.

"Oh, why not, isn't your name Nier?" Chu Yi said.

"Nie'er is so ugly," Hu Biao said, "I'm just asking if you have a show or not?"

"No play." Chu Yi said.

"Then tell her about me," Hu Biao said, "boast me in front of her."

"Huh?" Chu Yi was taken aback.

Zhou Chunyang lowered his head and couldn't stop laughing.

"What are you laughing at?" Hu Biao poked him.

"Have you ever seen talking to a girl on the first day of junior high school?" Zhou Chunyang turned his head, "Why don't you help me do two duty, and I'll help you talk about it."

"Hey, that's right," Hu Biao clapped his hands, "I'm looking for you, please help..."

"You!" The teacher suddenly pointed at Hu Biao, "You have been talking about it for a long time, if you don't want to learn something, just stand at the door for me!"

"I want to learn," Hu Biao said quickly, "I really want to learn, but I'm just asking what I don't understand."

"Don't be glib with me!" The teacher glared, "Let me see you again so you don't have to go to class. I won't turn a blind eye like other teachers!"

Hu Biao was silent.

"Tell me now," the teacher pointed to a pile of car chassis parts in the middle of the training room, "What is this!"

"I haven't learned this yet." Hu Biao was stunned immediately.

"Cross axis." Chu said in a low voice.

"Cross-axes!" he said hastily.

"It's best for you to follow the first grade of junior high school when you take the exam," the teacher said, "see if he can help you pass the exam!"

He was still quite afraid of the teacher in the first day of junior high school. After the teacher scolded these two sentences, he didn't dare to speak out again during the whole training class.

In the past, he was not very good at being scolded by teachers, and most teachers would not notice his existence, but even if the teacher scolded others, he would also get nervous.

He didn't breathe a sigh of relief until he walked to the playground after class.

"Help me say something nice to Yan'er," Hu Biao said next to Zhou Chunyang, "Right now, hurry up."

"It's so urgent." Zhou Chunyang took out his mobile phone.

On the first day of junior high school, he really wanted to see how Zhou Chunyang could help Hu Biao speak well to Jiang Yanni, but he was in a hurry to go to Yan Hang's house, so he had to give up.

He really admires this ability to casually chat with people he doesn't know well.

Zhou Chunyang will not talk about it, he has a very cheerful personality, Yan Hang looks so indifferent, it is easy to chat with anyone, even if he may not be willing.

As for someone like me who can't speak well and doesn't dare to talk to others, Yan Hang can still chat with him...

In comparison, I am really... cool.

You are cool, dog brother.

But he didn't want to be so cool, he wanted to not be cold when chatting with Yan Hang even if he was embarrassed.

On the first day of junior high school, I didn't wait for the bus, so I took a taxi directly.

Recently, he has been very prodigal. In order to save time, he hardly hesitates to take a taxi.

Arriving at the door of Yan Hang's house, Yan Hang opened the door before he could knock.

"How, how do you know that I am here?" The first day of the junior high school was very surprised.

"I saw you at the window." Yan Hang raised his chin towards the living room window.

When I first looked at the past, I saw a large glass bowl on the bay window, and a small bag of flour beside it.

He glanced at Yan Hang: "What are you doing, what are you doing?"

"Toast," Yan Hang said, "and some biscuits."

"Your hand, are you ready?" Chuyi looked at Yan Hang's right hand, which was still covered with gauze.

"It's the same with the left hand," Yan Hang walked over, "I'm almost bored to death, let's make something to eat to relieve boredom."

"I'll help you." Chu put down his bag, took off his coat and prepared to wash his hands.

After taking two steps, he stopped again. He was still wearing the same suit from yesterday. He didn't know if Yan Hang's clothes would still be hot and whether he needed to take off his sports jacket.

He glanced at Yan Hang: "You see I'm hot, am I hot?"

"Are you hot to ask me?" Yan Hang looked at him.

"I mean..." Chuyi sighed halfway through his sentence, and took off his sports jacket directly, "Forget it."

After washing his hands, Yan Hang was weighing flour with a small electronic scale.

On the first day of junior high school, I went to watch beside him: "I'll make peace, make peace?"

"No need," Yan Hang smiled, "You can't handle it well."

"Do you use your left hand and your left hand?" asked the first day of the junior high school.

"En." Yan Hang nodded.

"You said that your left hand has hidden skills." The first day of junior high school watched him pour the weighed flour into the glass bowl. "Is it kneading noodles?"

"No." Yan Hang said.

"What is that?" The first day of junior high school was a little curious.

"Fuck." Yan Hang said.

On the first day of the junior high school, he was stunned and didn't understand what he said: "Huh?"

"Jerking off." Yan Hang said.

On the first day of junior high school, he understood it this time, but he was even more stunned. When he heard Yan Hang say such a content suddenly, he couldn't react at all.

"What's wrong?" Yan Hang glanced at him.

"I haven't...never played." Chu Yi said.

Yan Hang turned his head and coughed, not sure if he was choked or what.

He felt very embarrassed on the first day of junior high school. He bit his lip, in order to ease the embarrassment...he tried hard to find "what would they say if it was Hu Biao or Zhou Chunyang", and two seconds later he said: "The right hand is not right. , can't you fight?"

Yan Hang turned to look at him.

On the first day of junior high school, I didn't know what to say, and I wanted to climb up the bay window and jump out.

"I'm used to speaking with my right hand," Yan Hang said, "When I use my left hand, I feel that it's someone else."

"Oh." Chuyi replied.

"Go and get the milk and eggs." Yan Hang said.

On the first day of the junior high school, he didn't speak, and rushed into the kitchen like a fly.

Yan Hang stared at the bowl of flour in front of him, feeling that he should get the thermometer to see if it had burned his brain to 40 degrees.

Yan Hang, are you insane?

"You are insane, totally deranged," he whispered into the flour, "out of your mind like apsychopath..."

In fact, he was in a good mood. From the time he felt someone following him before the injury, his mood was quite depressed. After the injury and hospitalization, it can be said that he almost fell to the bottom.

It wasn't until today that he slowed down.

He was also very happy to come over on the afternoon of the first day of the new year, thinking that he hadn't made food for a long time, and baked some bread and snacks...

But maybe he was so happy that he didn't realize until the first day of junior high school that he was stunned.

But in the current situation, there is nothing wrong with it.

When the first day of junior high school came over with milk and eggs, he could feel the bewilderment and embarrassment of the first day of junior high school.

"Pour the milk, stop as soon as I tell you." Yan Hang beat the eggs into the flour and added sugar.

"Yeah." The first day of the junior high school took the milk carton and slowly turned it backwards.

Yan Hang looked at him.

On the first day of junior high school, I couldn't see the expression clearly even if I lowered my head, I could see the eyelashes and the tip of the nose, but I could tell just like that... This is still a puppy.

Why not teach people something good?

Yan Hang sighed.

The first day of the junior high school stopped: "huh?"

"Continue." Yan Hang said.

"What are you doing, what kind of bread?" asked the first day of the junior high school.

He could hear that this was a topic he had held back for a long time before he finally found it. Yan Hang gently pinched the back of his neck with his right hand: "Dog bread."

"What the hell," Chu Yi smiled, "how can a local dog be so foreign, we all eat steamed buns."

"I'll let you see what is earth dog bread in a while." Yan Hang said.

After adding enough milk, Yan Hang kneaded the dough, put in a lump of butter, and kneaded the butter into the dough little by little.

"Let me do it," the first day of junior high school stared at the dough, "Is this technical?"

"No." Yan Hang said.

"I want to play for a while." The first day of junior high school was a little embarrassed, "I like to play with noodles, dough."

Yan Hang laughed, and pushed the bowl in front of him: "Then you play, and knead until the noodles can be pulled into a very thin film."

"Yeah." On the first day of the junior high school, he immediately lowered his head and started kneading.

Yan Hang went to the bay window and leaned against the wall to watch him kneading his dough.

In fact, the quality of my heart is quite strong in the first day of junior high school. I was so embarrassed at first, but after a while, my attention was shifted to the dough. Now I am very excited about kneading the dough.

"It's fine after kneading, can I bake it?" asked the first day of the junior high school.

"It needs to be fermented, just throw it in the machine for fermentation," Yan Hang said, "and then make stuffing."

"What stuffing?" asked immediately on the first day of junior high school.

"Milk stuffing." Yan Hang said.

"Oh," Chu nodded, "cute."

"Well," Yan Hang smiled, and looked at him for a while, "Puppy."

"Ah." Chu Yi replied.

"Actually," Yan Hang said, "You can do the same as before."

The first day of the junior high school paused and looked up at him.

"Between the two of us," Yan Hang said, "whether you like it or not, it can be the same as before. It doesn't matter what you want to say or do."

I still looked at him in the first day of junior high school.

"You don't have to care about what you can say, what you can't say, and whether it will make me think." Yan Hang raised his hand and flicked the tip of his nose, "Got it?"

"Yeah." Chu Yi lowered his head and continued kneading the dough.

"Me too," Yan Hang said, "I just say what I want to say, and it's really hard for me to keep thinking about whether you will be embarrassed."

"I'm not embarrassed." Chu Yi said.

"Oh." Yan Hang smiled.

Chuyi raised his head, stared at him for a while, then suddenly opened his arms, and leaned over to hug him.

"What's wrong?" Yan Hang asked.

"Rub your back." Chu Yi said softly, holding him tightly.

Yan Hang rubbed vigorously on his back.