A Lucky Coin

When several people in the dormitory crowded around with great interest and wanted to continue to ask about the "love" in the first year of junior high school, Zhou Chunyang clapped his hands: "I'm hungry after eating snacks, do you want to have a skewer?"

It's winter, and it's cold and windy outside. For foodies, the appeal of Zhou Chunyang's words overwhelms everything. Several people shouted at the same time: "Go!"

"Let's go then," Zhou Chunyang waved his hand, "Actually, I really want to eat teppanyaki... It's a pity that the school doesn't have any."

With good imaginations about food, several people went out together.

He was at the end of the team on the first day of junior high school, so he wasn't particularly greedy.

Zhou Chunyang slowed down and came to his side.

"Your business," Zhou Chunyang whispered, "don't tell the people in the dormitory."

"Ah?" The first day of the junior high school didn't react and looked at him.

"Whether you want to talk about love or not with whom to fall in love with," Zhou Chunyang said, "Just know it yourself, don't tell others casually."

"Well," Chu nodded, and asked again after thinking about it, "Then you..."

"I didn't want to say it either," Zhou Chunyang said, "I was forcibly exposed by that idiot Wang Min."

Chuyi sighed.

"There are so many people like that, even if we can live in peace in our dormitory, we can't keep everyone else. Look at people like Wang Min, you must know that you are also... After that, we will never end with our dormitory, and then develop homophobia. The squad is here, how are you going to live this day?"

I smiled on the first day of junior high school, but soon felt that I couldn't laugh anymore.

"It's fine if you feel comfortable with it," Zhou Chunyang said, "There are some things that don't need to be approved by others."

At the beginning, he was full of panic about these things because of Wang Min's almost excited reaction. He didn't know when he seemed to have forgotten these things. Maybe it was Zhou Chunyang's calm and indifferent attitude, maybe it was because his love for Yan Hang was already full. Clutched his mind and squeezed all these fears out.

It was only when he thought about it now that he suddenly came back to his senses. He was already the "dead gay" he was most afraid of back then.

Although he tried his best to tell himself that it was nothing, it was difficult to really be like Zhou Chunyang.

Just thinking about it now, in fact, many things are like this, as Zhou Chunyang said, if you know it, you just accept it, you don’t necessarily need to say it out loud to let everyone know, and you don’t need everyone to understand you .

Yan Hang stood next to the trash can outside the staff passage, smoking a cigarette and resting.

The Chinese New Year is approaching, and he is so busy that he has a strong urge to resign. He has grown up so much, and he has never been so persistent in doing any work.

If he hadn't been thinking about going to the back kitchen, he might really quit.

Last week, the manager of another restaurant talked to him. He was also the foreman, and the salary and working hours were better than now, so he didn't think about it.

He is still thinking about the back kitchen, and he is more familiar with it here, so the chances of going to the back kitchen are better.

"Xiao Yan." Manager Tang called him from behind.

"Well," Yan Hang responded, turning his head, "Are you looking for me?"

"Just chat." Manager Tang walked up to him, lit a cigarette, and stood side by side with him. "I just came out to get some air."

"Go to the side of the trash can to breathe." Yan Hang said.

Manager Tang laughed: "Hey."

"Is there any work for me to do?" Yan Hang asked. Manager Tang usually doesn't come here to smoke. He has a separate office, and he can smoke as soon as the window is opened.

"You and Xiao Wang are already so busy," Manager Tang smiled, "How dare I arrange work, I'm afraid I'll be exhausted with two such capable foremen."

Yan Hang smiled and said nothing.

"Besides, there's a guy who never wanted to be a foreman." Manager Tang looked at him, "Is that right?"

Yan Hang lowered his head and pinched his cigarette: "It's not that I don't want to do it, but I just like the back kitchen... I will work hard on the job of the foreman every day I am on the job, and it won't affect it."

"I know this. I thought you would work as a foreman first, but it turned out to be a good job, and I won't be able to change it for a while." Manager Tang said.

"Just tell me, what kind of personality am I? I'm still hanging around with me." Yan Hang knew that Manager Tang must have made some arrangements, maybe because he knew that someone had come to poach him before.

Manager Tang laughed: "I've always remembered that you want to go to the back kitchen, and I really want to let you go there if you have a chance, but you have to wait for Jin Ling to come back, and Jin Ling's work may be rescheduled. Then I'll see if I can let you go to the back kitchen."

"Okay." Yan Hang nodded without thinking.

"I'll try my best to arrange it for you. If you change someone, you must start from the lowest level, but you have the foundation," Manager Tang said, "I'll see if I can arrange an assistant or something."

"Thank you, Manager Tang," said Yan Hang, "I wish you a happy new year."

"Nervous," Manager Tang pinched out his cigarette, and patted him on the shoulder with a smile, "Don't worry, do your best. I promise to help you think about going to the back kitchen."

"Yeah." Yan Hang smiled.

When he was about to get off work, Cui Yi called and said, "Go grab some New Year's goods when you have time."

"Do you think I'm free?" Yan Hang sighed.

"I'll just say it casually," Cui Yi said, "There must be a preface to the phone call."

"I always thought the opening remark was 'hello'." Yan Hang smiled, "I'll let the first grader grab it. They have the last subject of the final exam today, and they'll be fine after the exam."

"How did you spend the Chinese New Year this year?" Cui Yi asked.

"I don't know yet. I haven't arranged a shift with Sister Wang yet, and I don't know whose shift is at Thirty's Night. She said she will go," Yan Hang said, "I think of her as a woman, anyway, she is still there. Fighting, especially man."

"We can book a table at your restaurant," Cui Yi said, "What about the first day of junior high school?"

"He wants to go home and see his grandparents," Yan Hang said, "If I quit, then..."

"Then you can go back with him." Cui Yi said.

"Then how pitiful you are, I think of a surefire solution." Yan Hang said.

"Please give up on me, I've lived alone for so many years," Cui Yi said, "It's annoying to be with you, and I insist on shooting."

Yan Hang thought of the way Cui Yi ran wildly carrying firecrackers last year, and couldn't help but laugh for a while.

"There is one more thing," Cui Yi said, "I originally wanted to talk about it after the New Year, but if you want to go out during the New Year, you should be more careful."

"Huh? Is there any news over there?" Yan Hang asked immediately.

"The cripple who attacked you has not been found," Cui Yi said, "But one of the people who had contact with him may be suspected. That's all I know, and I will let you know if there is any more news."

Yan Hang frowned: "That's at least two people?"

"Yes," Cui Yi said, "but it's not sure whether the lame one has anything to do with what happened back then. He might just be a hired helper."

"Got it," Yan Hang hesitated, "Does his dad have any clues on the first day of junior high school?"

"No," Cui Yi said, "there are two places in the case now, and there are many difficulties, so it is impossible for others to reveal anything more."

"Thank you, Uncle Policeman," Yan Hang sighed, "I hope they can... catch the suspects Chumou and Yanmou as soon as possible."

"I recorded it, and I will play it to Yan in the future." Cui Yi said.

Yan Hang laughed: "Damn."

Every time I took out the key to open the door of Yan Hang's house on the first day of junior high school, I felt a strange and pleasant feeling.

Not only because this is Yan Hang's home, but also because there is more and more of his own breath here. There are a few changes of his clothes in the closet, the toothbrush that Yan Hang prepared for him next to the sink, and his slippers.

Although it is only a rented house, it will make him feel much more pleasant than returning to his own home.

Today's final exam is over, and the dormitory building is gone in an instant.

People going to Loukong during the winter vacation are much more lonely than people going to Loukong during the National Day. The National Day holiday is more about the holiday itself. During the winter vacation, everyone thinks about "reunion".

So on the first day of the lunar new year, he quickly packed his things and fled with the big team, for fear that he would be the last one to leave.

He has no home to go back to for the time being, but at least he can stay with Yan Hang.

"How was the exam?" Yan Hang hadn't gotten off work yet, so he called to ask about the situation.

"I have never been so good in the exam," the first day of junior high school replied truthfully, "I think I can get full marks in the professional department."

"It's so powerful," Yan Hang said, "It's a bulldog now, very awesome."

"It's still dirt, dog," said Chuyi, "the bulldog is long, and it doesn't look good."

"The earth dog can't look anywhere, it's so stupid." Yan Hang said.

"The earth dog is cute." Chu Yi said.

"You were really cute two years ago, puppy," Yan Hang clicked his tongue, "Now, how dare you describe yourself as cute?"

"Excuse me." Chu Yi said.

"...All right, cutie," Yan Hang said, "I'll bring two meals back from the restaurant in a while, and after I'm done, I'll help Lao Cui buy some new year's goods. You still have to go to the coffee shop today, right?"

"Well," replied the first day of the junior high school, "there are still five days."

After hanging up the phone, Chu Yi lay down on the sofa, took out his phone and looked back and forth.

What he watches most now is brother Xing Tian's weibo.

Little brother Xing Tian has changed from an out-of-date food anchor to an Internet celebrity since he accidentally showed his face last time. He will be surprised when he sees the number of fans growing every day. I bought powder.

But the comments are still interesting.

He likes to watch young ladies talk, they are all cute when they talk.

- Today is the first few days since I disappeared after showing my face, lovesickness made me lose my memory

-Brother Xiaotian, please show up, let's pretend we didn't see your handsome face, okay?

- yes , in our hearts you are a handsome guy with no face

-Short for shameless handsome guy

-Brother Xiaotian!As caring as I am, I put on the mask for you

On the first day of junior high school, I looked at the picture posted below and laughed for a long time. Many people took screenshots of Yan Hang’s face in just a second during the live broadcast that day, and then there were various coded pictures, such as mask codes and puppies. , code with love...

I saved a lot in my phone on the first day of junior high school.

The moment Yan Hang showed his face that day, he was still very handsome, although his face was a little confused because the scarf suddenly slipped off.

It looks very sexy.

Not only are Yan Hang's eyes and hands beautiful, but his mouth is also beautiful. In the first day of junior high school, he likes to look at the little point in the middle of his upper lip, and every time he sees it, he wants to lick it.

The ladies said it was lip beads.

It sounds sexy.

……what.

Chuyi put down his phone and stared at the lights on the ceiling.

The room was probably too warm, even looking at the lights would react.

He sighed.

An idea that has troubled him for several months, and has always wanted to practice but has never been practiced because he has no courage and no chance has emerged again.

He glanced at the small alarm clock on the table, there was still time before Yan Hang came back.

You can try it.

But he was embarrassed.

Although he didn't know what the embarrassment was, even if everyone in the dormitory could fight about it, he would still be embarrassed.

He sighed again, pulled his pants, and turned his head towards the back of the sofa.

He smelled the familiar scent of Yan Hang.

It's Yan Hang's clothes.

Yan Hang is a person who doesn't like to tidy up. He often throws his clothes casually on the sofa. Now the one on the tip of his nose is his sweater cardigan.

Chu buried his nose in and took a deep breath.

There is the smell of Yan Hang, and the faint scent of perfume that he often uses.

On the first day of the lunar new year, he closed his eyes and put his hand into his pants.

When Yan Hang opened the door with two sets of steaks, he heard the sound of something colliding in the room.

He suddenly became nervous, pushed open the door, and shouted: "First day of junior high school!"

"Ah!" Chuyi also shouted in response to him.

At the same time, he saw the back of Chuyi stepping over the coffee table and rushing into the toilet.

Just like when I saw the lame man rushing over in the hospital, he was very agile and smooth.

Before Yan Hang could understand what was going on, he had already closed the toilet door with a bang.

Yan Hang stood by the door with the steak in his hand for a few seconds, then closed the door behind him, put the steak on the coffee table, and walked to the door of the toilet.

Nothing happened inside.

"Dog?" Yan Hang knocked on the door twice.

"Go away." Chuyi said inside, his voice was firm and cold.

Yan Hang was stunned: "You let me go away?"

"Yes." The first day of the junior high school answered with certainty.

"Your uncle." Yan Hang said.

"No." Chu Yi said.

Yan Hang was puzzled, but he didn't speak anymore, and stood outside the door to listen.

A few seconds later, the sound of water came from inside, which sounded like the sound of rubbing towels or washing clothes.

The hardworking long-term worker decided to fly into the toilet to wash clothes the moment the master came back.

How amazing and inspiring.

Standing outside the door with folded arms, the master suddenly felt that he had already guessed what had happened.

Then I wanted to laugh a little bit.

But because there was no final confirmation, the master held back his laughter, and prepared to laugh again after a while to confirm.

About 2 minutes later, the toilet door lock rang.

Yan Hang took a step back.

But the door didn't open directly, but opened a crack, and then saw the head of the first day of junior high school poking out from inside.

When he saw him, his eyes suddenly widened: "I knew it!"

"Know what?" Yan Hang asked with a smile.

"I know you! Go away!" Chu Yi glared at him.

"I'll just ask you, I want to come back and forth like you," Yan Hang said, "If you were outside, would you go away?"

Looking at him on the first day of the junior high school, it took a while before he replied: "No."

"That's fine," Yan Hang said, "I have to make sure you're okay, right?"

"I'm fine," Chu Yi held the door, "Go away."

Yan Hang saw at a glance that the hand holding the door on the first day of junior high school was holding something, which was a small ball of washed clothes.

That's right, underwear.

Yan Hang gritted his teeth and held back a smile, turned around and went back to the living room.

Before he could go to the sofa and sit down, he heard the sound of running behind him, accompanied by a shout from the first day of the junior high school: "Don't look back!"

Yan Hang didn't turn back right away. He turned his head slightly after hearing Chuyi's footsteps to the bedroom door, and saw Chuyi's bare legs.

What he held in his hand was not only the washed underwear, but also a large pile of gray ones, which should be washed sports pants.

Yan Hang fell down on the sofa, took his clothes and covered his face and started laughing wildly.

He didn't want to laugh out loud for Chuyi to hear. After all, Chuyi had a thin skin, and it was very embarrassing for Chuyi to be smashed on the spot.

But he really couldn't help it.

After covering his clothes for a long time, he finally suppressed his smile.

When he threw the clothes aside, he found that Chu Yi was standing in front of him with his eyebrows frowned.

Pants have been changed.

"Eat." Yan Hang pointed to the big pocket on the coffee table.

"Hmm." The first day of the junior high school frowned and carried the bag to the dining table next to it, then took the dishes from the kitchen, and packed the steak and side dishes.

After setting it up, he turned his head and glanced at Yan Hang, his brows were still furrowed: "You can eat."

Yan Hang went to wash his hands and sat down at the table.

On the first day of junior high school, I sat across from him and started eating without saying a word.

It took about 10 minutes to eat before he glanced at Yan Hang's face: "Why did you come back today, so early?"

"I came back today by the manager's car," Yan Hang said, "he happened to be going this way on business."

"Oh." Chuyi replied.

After a while, he glanced at Yan Hang's face again: "Look, are you there?"

"En." Yan Hang nodded.

After Chu Yi stopped for a while, he sighed in a drawn out voice.

"It's okay," Yan Hang said, "It's all old men, this kind of thing is normal, if you feel uncomfortable, I will let you know next time I masturbate."

On the first day of the junior high school, he didn't say a word, he was stunned for a while and continued to eat with his head down.

It wasn't until after eating and packing up, and when I went to the supermarket with Yan Hang to help Cui Yi buy new year's goods, that the first day of junior high school finally recovered.

"Don't remember this, this matter." Chu said in a low voice.

"What's the matter?" Yan Hang asked.

"Very good." Chu nodded.

Yan Hang smiled, put his arm on his shoulder, and poked him twice in the face: "I'll go back with you to have a look during the Chinese New Year."

"Really?" Chu Yi suddenly turned his head.

"Well," Yan Hang nodded, "But we can only go at 29, my [-]'er and the first day of junior high school are off."

"The first day of junior high school." The first day of junior high school smiled.

"The first day of junior high school," Yan Hang poked him twice, "Then I asked my colleague to help book the air ticket and the hotel, so you don't have a place to stay when you go back?"

"Well," sighed softly on the first day of the junior high school, "I want to go home and take a look, and then go to grandpa's house for thirty years."

"Okay," Yan Hang said, "Then you have to book a hotel near your grandfather's house."

"Dream, it's a dream," Chu Yi looked at him, "There is only a brigade, a hotel."

"The hotel is just the hotel," Yan Hang said, "I used to sleep with my dad even in the bunk."

The first day smiled.

For the first year of junior high school, I still have a little expectation when I go home.

He prepared red envelopes for the Chinese New Year for his grandparents, bought gifts for his aunt’s family, and prepared the money for Coach He. He also bought a string of wooden beads for Coach He, which were not very valuable, but Coach He liked to go there. Wear something on your hand.

He wants to see everyone happy with his gift.

However, for the members of his own family, he did not prepare gifts, but just packed red envelopes. For grandma, cash may be more meaningful than gifts.

"Is this a small bag all you own?" Yan Hang asked.

"Well, just underwear," Chuyi said, "I won't bring clothes for two nights."

"Okay," Yan Hang nodded, and stuffed a sealed bag into his bag, "Then I only have two pairs of underwear."

"Toothbrush bristles, where are the towels?" asked the first day of the junior high school.

"Go and buy it again, I don't want to take it with me." Yan Hang said.

"Aren't you going to the back kitchen soon?" Chu Yi said, "The money for the back kitchen is less, right? Prodigal play, what a joke."

"Shut up." Yan Hang said.

When I went out, I was a little excited on the first day of junior high school, and flying by plane was nothing, but flying with Yan Hang still made him so excited.

He handed the small bag to Yan Hang, and he carried the big bag containing various gifts.

"Wait for Cui Yi at the door," Yan Hang said, "He will arrive in about 10 minutes."

"Yeah." The first day jumped up.

"Cold?" Yan Hang looked at him.

"Joy," jumped again on the first day of the junior high school, and sang like a sutra, "Our little dog, I'm so happy today..."

"Next time you sing live, I think you will be popular immediately after singing." Yan Hang said.

On the first day of the junior high school, he didn't speak, just smiled and clicked his tongue.

There was no one on the street anymore. The two of them stood under the tree next to the gate of the community. It took several minutes for two cars to pass by, and there were probably less than five pedestrians.

"They're all home." On the first day of the junior high school, they leaned against Yan Hang.

"Well," Yan Hang leaned against the tree, "At this time last year, I was discussing with Lao Cui what to eat."

"He's alone this year," Chu Yi said, "will he be lonely?"

"He said he was used to it," Yan Hang said, "I guess he is used to it, and he is usually alone."

"Here when you come back, bring him some..." Before he finished speaking on the first day of junior high school, a shadow swaying by the corner of the community wall made him turn his head suddenly.

This is already the third time. The man's swaying posture is almost engraved in his mind in the first day of junior high school because of his lame legs.

Before he could ask Yan Hang if he saw the black shadow, Yan Hang had already thrown the bag in his hand on the ground and rushed out there.

On the first day of the junior high school, he immediately reacted, and followed Yan Hang to rush over there.