A Lucky Coin

When Yan Hang started to chase after the corner, there was only one thought in his mind, to catch this person.

Not for revenge.

This person is the only clue he can get at now. Although it is not certain that this person has a direct connection with the events of that year, this person has appeared around him for the third time, and catching him will be somewhat useful.

Both he and Chuyi rushed fast, but when he reached the corner for safety reasons, he slowed down, but Chuyi continued to rush towards the corner in a daze.

"Slow down!" Yan Hang yelled in a suppressed voice, with his eyes against the corner of the wall, in case there was any accident.

If the reaction speed of talking in the first day of junior high school can be as fast as his reaction speed in action, he will definitely be able to read red carp and green carp a hundred times without stuttering.

At the same time that Yan Hang made his voice, he slowed down on the first day of the junior high school, and in order to slow down the inertia, he even kicked on the wall very handsomely, so that instead of turning directly around the corner, he kept a certain distance and rushed horizontally. out of the corner.

Damn, this dog can be unconsciously handsome now.

Still in front of Yan Jidao, a master at playing handsome.

After turning the corner, there is a straight road with several small road entrances leading to several other neighborhoods. If you don't catch the cripple who is running ahead, you may let him run away.

No, when this man started to run, there was no problem with his left leg, and he was scurrying around.

Yan Hang took a breath, he hadn't run like this for a long time, but luckily he was wearing running shoes when he went out today for comfort.

He accelerated sharply, stared at the lame man and chased after him, and instantly left behind Chu Yi who had just unconsciously played handsome.

Following Yan Hang on the first day of junior high school, he was convinced by Yan Hang's explosive running power. He was already quite convinced when he was chased by Yan Hang wearing casual shoes on the street last time.

At this moment, he could only spread his legs as hard as he could, he was afraid that another accident would happen.

After running for a while, the two of them chased after the man.

Yan Hang still did the old trick, took out something from his pocket, and threw it behind the man.

It wasn't until the thing hit the man on the back of the head and landed that he realized it was a jackknife, the same jackknife he'd had the chance to hit once.

The knife that Yan Hang carried with him turned out to be a meteor hammer.

The man staggered after being hit on the back of the head, but continued to stagger forward like crazy, and then turned into the side path.

Because Yan Hang threw the meteor hammer, his speed was affected, so he rushed over on the first day of the junior high school.

There are memories of this scene in his mind, similar speed, similar distance, and the same person.

He jumped up a few steps away from the man, and kicked the man's back in the air. The man's legs went limp, and he kicked him face-down and fell to the ground.

The man probably knew that he would be in trouble if he was caught by the two of them, so when he fell down, he got up again and wanted to continue to escape.

When the first day of the junior high school was about to kick him on the back again, Yan Hang brushed his side and rushed over, kicking the back of the man's head.

The man jumped again, his nose should have hit the ground, he covered his nose and lay down on the ground.

I didn't know what to do on the first day of junior high school, so I could only look at Yan Hang.

Yan Hang went over and grabbed the man's arm and shook it: "Say."

The man was lying on his back on the ground, still holding his nose, and there was blood oozing from between his fingers, probably from a nosebleed, but he didn't make a sound after hearing Yan Hang's words.

Yan Hang straightened up, waited for two seconds, and then kicked him on the waist.

The man shrank into a ball immediately.

On the first day of the junior high school, he could feel the strength of Yan Hang's kick when he was watching from the side, and he shrank suddenly in his heart. He had never seen Yan Hang put down such a heavy hand.

"Say it?" Yan Hang bent down and looked at the man's face.

The man still didn't make a sound, but put the hand covering his nose to his waist again, closing his eyes and panting hard.

Just when Yan Hang was about to speak again, the man shouted: "Help! Rob!"

There are basically no pedestrians on the street at this moment, and the few cars driving past have not noticed the movement here. There are green belts on both sides of this small road, and there are very few people entering and leaving the community at this time. Hang's kick was not light, and the man's shout was not loud.

But he was startled by him on the first day of junior high school, and he was a little annoyed.

What a rascal!How could he still beat him up?

Yan Hang probably got angry too, so he didn't speak any more, and just kicked the man in the head.

Then he greeted the man with one foot and one foot. The ribs, waist, and stomach were all vital points. He was stunned for more than ten seconds before he came back to his senses.

"Yan Hang!" He shouted.

The man on the ground was holding his head at first, but then his arms started to lose strength, and Yan Hang kicked him on the head several times in a row.

On the first day of junior high school, I even saw a kick on the chin, and the man didn't catch his breath for several seconds.

"Yan Hang!" He yelled again, it would kill someone if he fought like this!

He had never seen Yan Hang so angry, nor had he seen such a fatal attack.

In the past, he had fantasized that maybe he would not be defeated in a confrontation with Yan Hang, but now he can see that if Yan Hang really fights him, he probably won't even have a chance to fight back.

He froze for a few more seconds, gritted his teeth and rushed forward, trying to hug Yan Hang from behind and drag him away.

But as soon as he got close, Yan Hang's elbow slammed backwards reflexively and hit his ribs. He gasped in pain, but still gritted his teeth and endured the impact.

He opened his arms and hugged Yan Hang from behind, then clasped his hands together, locking Yan Hang in his own arms.

Yan Hang was about to kick, so he hurriedly dragged Yan Hang away, and Yan Hang kicked in the air.

"Yan Hang!" Chuyi whispered in his ear, "Calm down!"

Yan Hang didn't speak, but struggled twice.

"I'll kill him!" Chu Yi tightened his arms.

Yan Hang still remained silent, but suddenly touched his side with his hand.

On the first day of the junior high school, he didn't know what this move was, but he knew that Yan Hang had countless escape skills, and he was super clever, so he could only get ahead of Yan Hang.

He let go of his arm, and at the same time clasped Yan Hang's shoulder and slammed it towards the wall next to him.

He can't run as fast as Yan Hang, and his fighting skills are not as good as Yan Hang's, but he is sure that he is stronger than Yan Hang.

With this flick, Yan Hang's whole body hit the wall. After the first day of junior high school, he immediately became nervous. He was afraid that Yan Hang's head would hit the wall.

But Yan Hang was experienced after all, he lowered his head when his back hit the wall, offset part of the inertia, and did not hit the wall.

On the first day of the junior high school, he rushed over, his left arm was stuck on his chest, and his right hand pressed Yan Hang's forehead.

"Yan Hang!" He stared into Yan Hang's eyes, "Look at me!"

Yan Hang's breath was a little messy, and after struggling for a while, he finally leaned back and didn't move anymore.

"Look at me!" Chu Yi stared at him, "Look at me."

Yan Hang looked at him, and after a while, he said softly: What's so interesting about a dirt dog. "

"Stop hitting." Chu Yi said.

Yan Hang didn't speak.

"Stop hitting," Chu Yi said again, "Did you hear that?"

"Aren't you stuttering anymore?" Yan Hang said.

"It's split up," said Chuyi, "don't stutter."

Yan Hang smiled, and glanced at the man on the ground: "Call Lao Cui and notify the police."

"Yeah." On the first day of the junior high school, he immediately took out his mobile phone.

While on the phone, Yan Hang went over and fumbled in the pocket of the man's clothes for a while, but found nothing useful.

Cui Yi's car quickly turned around and stopped on the side of the road.

Then came another police car.

On the first day of junior high school, he watched the people on the ground being taken into the police car, and watched Yan Hang being called aside by the police to ask about the situation for a long time. When the police car finally drove away, he breathed a sigh of relief.

After getting into Cui Yi's car, he was still in a daze.

"Did you come back from the second year of junior high school?" Cui Yi asked.

"Come back at night on the first day of junior high school," Yan Hang said, "I'm going to work on the second day of junior high school."

"Well," Cui Yi turned the car around and drove towards the gate of the community, "The main reason is that if I want to ask you, you have to be here."

"Yes." Yan Hang leaned between the car door and the back of the seat, stretching his legs.

"Our bag!" Chu Yi suddenly sat up straight.

"I can't lose it," Cui Yi said, "There are security guards at the door."

The place where they dropped their luggage to chase after them was next to the gate of the community, and the security guard carried the bags into the sentry box.

When he saw them coming, he took out the bag with a look of shock on his face: "Did you just go... to catch the thief?"

"Yes." Yan Hang said.

"Have you caught it?" the security guard asked, "Why don't you call me, so I can go and help you."

"I caught it," Yan Hang smiled, "Little thief, if you are a big thief, I will definitely call you."

"Hurry up, we still have to go to the airport," Cui Yi looked at the time, "I guess it's late."

"If you're late, change the ticket." Yan Hang said.

"I'll race the car to see if I can catch up," Cui Yi said.

Cui Yi has always been driving steadily, strictly following the style of a middle-aged man, not fighting, grabbing or getting angry, and cursing when he is really angry, and can still maintain a stable speed when scolding.

There were few people on the street today, it was the first time Yan Hang saw Cui Yi driving fast, but he still kept the speed limit.

"I thought you were going to speed?" Yan Hang looked at the speedometer.

"I'm a lawyer after all," Cui Yi said.

"I almost forgot if I didn't emphasize it." Yan Hang smiled and turned to look at the first day of junior high school.

On the first day of the junior high school, he leaned on the back seat and didn't speak, his eyes looked ahead, not sure if he was in a daze or thinking about something.

He reached out and poked Chuyi's arm.

Chuyi turned his head and looked at him: "Huh?"

"Huh?" Yan Hang tilted his head.

"It's okay." Chu Yi smiled.

When they arrived at the airport, the time was not too bad, as long as they could run all the way to the boarding gate without stopping, they would not miss the flight.

"Run, run, run," Cui Yi urged, "Call me when you arrive."

"Hmm!" Chuyi picked up the bag and ran inside.

"Ah..." Yan Hang followed behind him, very upset, "I'm so annoyed that I'm in such a hurry, why don't I just change the ticket and change the flight..."

"Run!" Chu Yi turned around and shouted at him.

"Scream!" Yan Hang said.

"Fart!" Chuyi yelled back again.

Yan Hang laughed and ran forward with him, and when he ran to the boarding gate, he couldn't laugh anymore.

"Roll roll!" Chu Yi finally slowed down, "Passengers Chu Yi and Yan Hang."

There were no passengers at the boarding gate, and they were the last two to board.

After sitting in the seat, Yan Hang fastened his seat belt and leaned back on the seat, he didn't want to move at all.

A little tired.

This fatigue is not only physical, but also mental.

He turned his head to look at the first day of junior high school.

The first day of junior high school seemed to be fine, I stayed in the car for a while, but now I seem to have recovered, and I am staring at the flight attendant who is telling everyone about flight safety.

Yan Hang looked at his profile.

He's grown up, he's a boy.

After such a long time, Yan Hang saw the real Gouge in the first day of junior high school today.

When he was emotionally broken, he was a little surprised by his reaction in the first day of junior high school.

"Look at me!"

When he said these two words, the calmness and firmness in Chuyi's eyes surprised him.

And what calmed him down was the look in his eyes.

At that moment, he suddenly felt that the first day of junior high school seemed to be some kind of support.

Xiao Jieba no longer needs him to cover him, and Xiao Jieba might be able to cover him with a wave of his arms.

Yan Hang smiled.

On the first day of the lunar new year, he turned his head and glanced at him: "What are you laughing at?"

"Guess." Yan Hang said.

"I'm too handsome, right?" Chu Yi said.

"Yes," Yan Hang nodded, "Your shamelessness is directly proportional to your handsomeness."

Chuyi laughed, rubbed his nose, and continued to look at the stewardess.

A cautious dog, among all the passengers on this plane, he was probably the one who listened most carefully, and even stretched his neck to look at the emergency door.

This serious and cautious attitude may seem a little silly to others, but in the first year of junior high school, it will make people think he is quite handsome for no reason.

"Look at me!"

This voice kept ringing in Yan Hang's mind.

I count on you.

Yan Hang closed his eyes, and in front of him was the face of Chu Yi when he said this sentence.

The first day of junior high school is a very good-tempered kid, and Yan Hang rarely sees such an expression on his face today, which makes him instantly feel that the first day of junior high school is no longer a stupid expression.

He even discovered for the first time that the outline of the face on the first day of junior high school was no longer as soft as before, like a child.

Already brought a bit... cold?

As an illiterate, Yan Hang couldn't find a suitable adjective for a while.

"Yan Hang." Chu Yi patted his hand.

"Well," Yan Hang opened his eyes, "what?"

"It's about to take off." Chu Yi said.

"Oh," Yan Hang responded, and looked at Chu Yi for a while. Chu Yi didn't seem to want to continue talking, so he had to ask, "And then?"

"No, later," Chu Yi looked at him, "I just told you to get up and fly."

"...Okay, I see." Yan Hang smiled and closed his eyes again.

"Come back later, go to sleep," Chu Yi patted his hand again, "It's taking off, open your eyes."

"Can't you close your eyes and sleep after taking off?" Yan Hang looked at him helplessly.

"I don't know." The first day of the junior high school thought about it, "Keep your eyes open, it's safe."

"Oh." Yan Hang sighed, cooperated not to close his eyes again, and turned his face to look out the window with Chu Yi.

It wasn't until the plane was flying smoothly that the first day of the junior high school leaned over, leaned into his ear and said, "No, it's going to be like this."

"What kind?" Yan Hang asked.

"Beat like this today, beat people," Chuyi said, "I have too many hands, I can't count."

"Well," Yan Hang nodded, "Okay, I'll listen to you."

"It's very scary, man." Chu Yi said.

"Did it scare you?" Yan Hang turned his head.

At this moment, he was very close to Chuyi's face, and he could count his eyelashes and see him frowning.

"Yes." Chu Yi sighed.

"Your wrinkle," Yan Hang pressed between his brows, "it's not symmetrical."

"Wrinkles say it's okay, but it's annoying, it's not symmetrical." Chu Yi said.

Just as Yan Hang laughed, he suddenly touched his forehead nervously: "Do I have wrinkles?"

"Ah, it's just..." Yan Hang was interrupted before he finished speaking.

"You haven't, you haven't!" Chuyi said.

"I'm three years older than you, not 30 years older than you, so why should I have it?" Yan Hang said.

"I'm only ten or seven!" said the first day of the junior high school in shock.

"The wrinkle I'm talking about," Yan Hang sighed helplessly, "I mean the little wrinkle when you frown! Who said you have wrinkles!"

"...Oh." Chuyi breathed a sigh of relief, and leaned back in his chair.

Yan Hang originally wanted to sleep on the plane for a while, but he couldn't fall asleep in this state. In addition, the first day of the junior high school has been holding his hand and gently pinching it in his palm, so he can only close his eyes. Fake sleep.

But he was mainly emotional, not really sleep-deprived.

On the first day of the lunar calendar, he grabbed his hand and pinched it back and forth, which actually had a soothing effect. When he got off the plane, Yan Hang felt a lot less tired.

"Should I go straight to your house in a while?" Yan Hang asked, "I'll wait for you downstairs."

"Well," Chu nodded, "come back with me, it's too, too cold outside."

"Okay," Yan Hang smiled, "Let's say it first, if your grandma dares to scold me, I won't bear it like you, I will scold her."

"I also can't bear her now." Chu Yi said.

"Really?" Yan Hang turned his head to look at him.

"Well," tugged at the collar on the first day of junior high school, "I'm violent now."

Yan Hang smiled and said nothing.

"Really," said Chuyi, "Tudou."

"What is a soil fight?" Yan Hang asked.

"A fight among dirt dogs, dog." Chuyi replied.

"Fuck." Yan Hang laughed so hard that he almost choked on his saliva.

However, although the words of the first day of junior high school were very good, after getting into the taxi, the first day of junior high school did not make much noise. When he got off at the intersection of his house, Yan Hang could feel the nervousness of the first day of junior high school.

He felt a little bit emotional. Going home would actually make the first day of junior high school nervous. This is really a magical home.

Yan Hang looked around. Of course he wasn't nervous, but he also had some special feelings.

He is quite familiar with this place, this street, and the one he passed by before, the rented house that he used to live across the street, the only rental house that he has left memories of in his wandering life for so many years.

And the alley that was once full of blood.

I can't tell what it feels like, it's not uncomfortable, I'm not depressed, and I'm not depressed. To be precise, it's probably a little sad.

It has been two Spring Festivals since he separated from his father here.

"I'll be in the small sales department for a while," said the first day of the junior high school as he walked in, "buy a cigarette for my grandma."

"En." Yan Hang responded.

He has never been to Chu's House, but the buildings on both sides of the road look similar, dilapidated and gloomy, especially in winter, with the snow on the wall, the road that was already deserted years ago looks even more lonely.

That's how he felt the first time he turned in from the bustling street over there. For such a long time, there really hasn't been a bit of change here.

After walking through three buildings, Yan Hang heard a lively voice in front of him.

But when I listened carefully, I seemed to hear a woman shouting inside.

Chu Yi stopped abruptly.

Yan Hang immediately realized that this should... be the grandmother of the earthworm eyebrow in the first grade of junior high school.

"It's unreasonable—" Yan Hang pricked up his ears and listened, and he could hear a few sentences, "Bullying our orphans and widows—the ones who celebrate the New Year will not let people live—"

Yan Hang was stunned, orphans and widows?

He quickly turned his head to look at the first day of the junior high school: "Your grandpa..."

"Alive," Chu Yi said, "Mouth, Head Chan."

"Oh." Yan Hang sighed.

"Let's go," Chuyi turned around and walked out, "Go treat my little aunt to dinner, then go to the boxing gym, and then go to grandpa's house to celebrate the New Year."

"Okay." Yan Hang nodded.

Back on the street, Chu Yi habitually walked towards the river.

"Want to visit your tree hole?" Yan Hang asked.

"Well," he laughed again after thinking about it on the first day of the junior high school, and turned his head, "it may still know you."

"Yeah," Yan Hang said, "I even talked to it."

It was easy to adjust the mood of the first day of junior high school. In just a short while, he was already much happier than before, and he looked very happy when he went to the river.

When they came to the fork in the road leading to the river, three people came out of it.

Yan Hang took a look, he couldn't see his face clearly, but from the way he walked, he could tell that it was the crab and his two little shrimp soldiers.

Liang Bing obviously only recognized Yan Hang at first glance, but when he looked over at the second glance, his eyes widened and then quickly returned to their normal size.

The first day I looked at him.

According to his previous habits, he had already walked away, but now he didn't move.

Liang Bing also didn't look like he was looking for trouble when he saw him before. After a pause, he took the two followers to lean against the wall over there, and continued to walk forward.

"He said yes, someone saw me, and passed my dad." The first day of the junior high school whispered to Yan Hang, took two steps towards Liang Bing, and blocked his way.

"What are you doing?" Liang Bing stared at him, "Is there nothing wrong with us now? What else do you want to do?"

"Interview," Yan Hang took out a cigarette and lit it, standing behind the first day of junior high school and said, "May I ask how you feel now?"

"I fucking want to leave!" Liang Bing said.

"Who saw, my dad?" Chu Yi asked.

Liang Bing was stunned for a moment, seeing that he didn't speak.

On the first day of the junior high school, he took out the flyer he had received earlier from his pocket, rolled it into a tube, and handed it to Liang Bing: "Where did you see it?"

Liang Bing looked at the paper tube, and the muscles on his face twitched twice.

"Don't tell me," Chu Yi looked at him, "I'll let you swim in winter."