A Lucky Coin

This night Yan Hang was completely insomnia. He usually suffers from insomnia. If the first day of junior high school was by his side, he would try to move as little as possible, but it doesn't matter tonight.

The two of them chatted for a while in the middle of the night, but Yan Hang couldn't remember what they were talking about at dawn. It was like this sometimes at night. He obviously didn't sleep, but he didn't know how the night passed.

Chu Jianxin was arrested. For Yan Hang, who has been trying to maintain peace of mind, it cannot be described as "throwing a stone into a calm lake", it must at least be throwing a brick.

He knew that with Chu XX's courage and experience, he would definitely be caught in a short time, especially since...he had already told the police that he might have met Chu XX.

But after the person is caught, many things will be revealed slowly, and the role that my father played in this matter will also become clear. What he is afraid of lies in those truths.

In fact, he is the same as the first year of junior high school, he wants to know, but at the same time he is afraid of knowing.

When waking up in the morning, the circle around the first eye is a bit dark. It is very obvious for people who do not often suffer from insomnia. He feels that he looks much more energetic than the first day of junior high school.

"I'm a little nervous, nervous," Chu Yi looked at the mirror after washing, "I can't eat, I can't eat anything."

"I can't eat either, so I won't eat breakfast," Yan Hang pushed him away, splashed water on his face, "Let's see after the formalities are done."

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

"You don't have to be too nervous," Yan Hang wiped his face, "Your dad won't have any big problems."

"How do you know, you know." Chuyi sighed.

"Does your dad have the guts to stab someone?" Yan Hang asked.

"How dare he." Chu Yi was taken aback.

"If he didn't stab someone, it won't be a big deal." Yan Hang said.

"Hmm." Chu Yi replied.

Neither of them spoke after that.

Looking at Yan Hang on the first day of junior high school, Yan Hang supported the sink in a daze.

On the first day of junior high school, I don't know what Yan Hang was thinking. I only know that if Dad didn't stab someone, then Uncle Yan could only stab him, and Lao Ding died.

After thinking about it, I don't want to continue thinking about it.

He doesn't know the law, and he doesn't dare to think about it casually.

I don't want Yan Hang to think about it.

He went over and put his arm around Yan Hang's waist, pressing his face on his shoulder.

"Do you want to please Mao?" Yan Hang asked.

"Here you go." The first day of the junior high school rubbed him.

"Oh," Yan Hang smiled, "Rub it a few more times and it should smooth it out for me."

On the first day of the junior high school, he was stunned for two seconds before reacting: "What, man."

"Your handsome brother Xiaotian." Yan Hang said.

On the first day of the junior high school, he smiled and said nothing, closing his eyes.

I don't know why, but I suddenly feel a little sleepy at this moment, and I just stand here with my eyes closed and don't want to move.

They didn't come out of the bathroom until Cui Yi's call reached Yan Hang's cell phone.

"Let's go straight down, he drove the car downstairs." Yan Hang said.

"En." Chu nodded and followed him out the door.

The weather is not bad today, probably because I didn't sleep all night. When I went out from the building, the sunlight that hadn't fully spread out made my eyes swell.

"Did you not sleep well on the first day of junior high school?" Cui Yi asked.

"Didn't sleep." On the first day of the junior high school, he rubbed his eyes in embarrassment.

"It's useless if you think so much about it," Cui Yi said, "My child."

On the first day of the lunar new year, he pulled the corner of his mouth and smiled.

Fortunately, grandpa and grandma don't know about this yet, otherwise he wouldn't be able to sleep even more, for fear that the two old people would be anxious.

When he thinks of his grandparents, he always suddenly thinks of his mother and grandparents. They already know about his father's arrest. What are they thinking and doing now?

Will you be in a hurry to inquire?

Or really just leave it at that like they say?

"Uncle Cui," looking at the back of Cui Yi's head on the first day of the junior high school, "my dad's business is, isn't it in half a month, is there a result?"

"If he doesn't do anything, it won't be too long." Cui Yi said.

"Then if he did it, what did he do?" Chuyi asked again.

"That depends on what he is doing," Cui Yi said, "whether he is an accomplice, whether he continued to commit crimes many times while he was on the run, and whether his confession will be accepted... This is very complicated, don't worry about it." So much, Xiaobai has been directing criminal cases, with her here, you can just rest assured."

"I thought I could feel at ease with you here." Yan Hang said with a smile.

"The two of you will have financial disputes with someone someday," Cui Yi said, "it's best to find me."

"I only have three, 3000 yuan in total," said the first day of the junior high school.

Cui Yi laughed: "You can still be funny, it seems that your mental quality is good."

"He must be a kind of conditioned reflex." Yan Hang said with a smile.

The awesome lawyer's sister's surname is Bai, Cui Yi calls her Xiaobai, and both Yan Hang and Chuyi call her Sister Bai.

Sister Bai is not like the imposing female lawyer I imagined in the first day of junior high school, she is quite gentle, with a smile on her face.

On the first day of junior high school, he didn't know what the procedure was. He only knew that he had to sign his mother's name.

"This is my strong point." Chu Yi said.

When I was in elementary school, the teacher always asked the parents to check the homework and sign it. No matter who the family asked to sign it, it would cause a lot of upset, so I always signed my mother's name on the first day of junior high school.

It was signed more like what my mother wrote herself.

Holding the pen, he felt his hands tremble a little, not sure if it was because of nervousness.

But the signing is still very similar, after all, I have practiced for many years.

"I'll be there right away, I have to buy time," Sister Bai said, "Don't worry."

"Thank you, Miss Bai." Yan Hang said.

"It's not hard," Sister Bai said, "I'm used to it."

It was almost noon on the first day of the new year, and he began to feel a little appetite. When he smelled the scent wafting from the roadside restaurant, he said, "It's time for lunch, shall we?"

"Well," Yan Hang looked at him, "Are you hungry?"

"It's okay." He patted his stomach, "Do you want to ask Uncle Cui to come out and eat?"

"He's gone to the office," Yan Hang said, "Let's invite him and Sister Bai out for dinner after this matter is over."

"Okay." Chu nodded.

After going through the formalities today, he has been dragging Yan Hang for a walk on the street on the first day of the junior high school. He usually doesn't like crowded places, but now he feels more at ease only in lively places.

Perhaps the attention will be distracted, and the train of thought is easily interrupted when thinking blindly.

"See you now, Miss Bai, have you seen my dad?" Chu looked at the phone.

"If you go there by rocket, you will definitely see me now." Yan Hang said.

Chuyi laughed and sighed.

"Want to eat seafood buffet?" Yan Hang said, "There is a good one in front."

"Expensive," Chu Yi shook his head, "Be economical, let's go."

"How much can a buffet cost?" Yan Hang said.

"Lawyer's fees," Chu Yi said, "are very expensive. I don't have that. I have to borrow you for so much money."

Yan Hang smiled and rubbed his head: "Then I must have enough money. If I don't have enough money, I can ask Lao Cui to get it. It's not bad for a self-help meal. Let's go."

Seafood is still very attractive. Before the first day of junior high school, I ate less. My aunt took him to eat it, but I didn’t think it was delicious at that time. After arriving in a city by the sea, I realized that the best seafood must be eaten locally. The taste comes.

This is a revolving cafeteria. It is indeed quite expensive, but the food is also very delicious and there are a lot of varieties.

"When I was young, I thought it was a revolving meal, a restaurant," Chu said while eating, "It's swishing, swishing, and the people inside have to be tied up, tied to the chairs."

Yan Hang laughed so hard with a piece of fish in his mouth that he didn't even have a chance to put it in his mouth.

"Or just fly and go out." Chu Yi said.

"You were pretty good at thinking when you were young." Yan Hang said.

"Think about it when you're free, think about it," Chuyi said, "sometimes talk to trees and holes."

"Tell me anything in the future," Yan Hang said, "I can give you a response."

"For example?" Chu Yi looked at him, "Are you laughing?"

"Yes." Yan Hang nodded.

"Laugh," Chu Yi also smiled, "I like to watch, you laugh."

"Nicky." Yan Hang clicked his tongue, "That's not what Brother Gou said."

"Smart dog." Chu Yi said.

Because it is a buffet, you have to eat back your money. Yan Hang has never eaten much, so he has to take on this task on the first day of junior high school.

"If you can't eat it, don't eat it," Yan Hang looked at him, "You can pay back your money at this price."

I took a sip of water on the first day of the new year: nothing in the world is difficult..."

"Shut up." Yan Hang said.

"There is nothing in the world, and there is no return to the original." The first day of the junior high school changed the sentence and continued to insist, "People who eat too much will..."

"Shut up and eat." Yan Hang flicked his forehead.

"I'm not down-to-earth." After eating a few mouthfuls on the first day of the junior high school, he stopped and sighed.

"I'm not down-to-earth," Yan Hang said, "When I'm not down-to-earth, I'll just look at you a few times. You'd better be down-to-earth so that I can be down-to-earth."

Looking at him on the first day of the junior high school, he nodded after a while: "Okay."

No matter how restless they were in the afternoon, they really couldn't go shopping on the street anymore, so they strolled all the way back.

He could have taken a taxi or took the bus, but Yan Hang chose to walk back.

"Why?" Chu Yi asked.

"Comfortable," Yan Hang said, "It's been a long time since I walked with you for such a long time, and I used to run every day."

"I'm studying, running in school." Said the first day of the junior high school.

"I'm still running around the neighborhood," Yan Hang said, "Can it be the same?"

"It's not the same." Chuyi smiled and moved to his side.

"Go back to sleep in a while," Yan Hang said, "I'll get something to eat in the evening, do you still want to go to the coffee shop?"

"En." Chu nodded.

"I'll accompany you," Yan Hang said, "I guess Sister Bai will have news tonight."

"Okay." On the first day of junior high school, he was a little nervous again. When he was nervous, he felt chills, so he squeezed against Yan Hang again.

In the end, he simply ignored the passers-by, and put his hand into the pocket of Yan Hang's coat.

Yan Hang didn't speak, but held his hand.

After returning home, Yan Hang sat on the sofa watching TV and playing with his mobile phone. He didn't want to go into the room to sleep on the first day of junior high school, so he lay down on the sofa.

It was probably because he hadn't slept all night and walked around for so long, Yan Hang soon heard his soft snoring.

Yan Hang piled the small blanket next to him on him, lowered his head and continued to look at his phone.

There was a message from Cui Yigang on the phone.

- If you are in a bad mood these two days, you still need to talk to Dr. Luo

- i'm in a good mood

Yan Hang replied one.

- The initial confession may be unfavorable to your father, you have to be mentally prepared for this

-I know

- If you can't adjust yourself, go to Dr. Luo. If something goes wrong with you, your dad can show up right away and kill me.

Yan Hang smiled, leaned his head against the back of the sofa and closed his eyes.

For dinner, Yan Hang still cooks baked rice. I love it in the first grade of junior high school, and it is easy to make. It is suitable for people who are absent-minded and in a bad mood.

Cui Yi was worried about his mental state, and he was also worried.

But for more than a year, he can feel that he has gradually improved a lot in emotional regulation than before. His father left suddenly, and he suddenly lost the painful feeling of relying on and center of gravity. When he thinks about it now, It will feel a little distant and blurry.

It's just that it's impossible to really not be affected at all.

For example, he will still suffer from insomnia because of this incident, and it may last for several days or longer.

When the smell was wafting from the oven, the first day of the junior high school entered the kitchen: "Hungry."

"You ate so much at noon," Yan Hang said, "Are you hungry again after sleeping?"

"Yeah." Chuyi sighed, "It smells so good."

"You can eat it right away," Yan Hang glanced at the oven, "There is still yogurt in the refrigerator."

"Sister Bai hasn't connected yet, please contact us." Chu Yi said.

"When we meet, we have to talk first, and then we can chat," Yan Hang said, "After the chat, we have to have a meal and rest, and tidy up before contacting."

"Oh." After jumping up and down on the first day of the new year, he went to hug Yan Hang again, rubbed his face on his shoulder several times, and then turned back to the living room.

In the evening, Yan Hang accompanied him in the coffee shop. The shop was still the same, and there were not many customers.

While watching Yan Hang making coffee on the first day of the junior high school, the phone rang.

He straightened up suddenly, and after a few seconds of stunned, he took out his cell phone from his pocket in a panic, but he didn't take it out for a long time.

"I'm coming," Yan Hang grabbed his hand, took out the phone from his pocket, pinched his wrist again, then picked up the phone and pressed the speakerphone, "Hello, Miss Bai, I'm Yan Hang, the first day of junior high school is next to me."

"Okay, I just talked to Lao Cui," Sister Bai's voice came out, and she was still very gentle, not in a hurry, and I couldn't tell from the tone of the conversation today, "The formalities have been completed. Well, I have also talked with my dad in the first day of the junior high school.”

On the first day of junior high school, I felt that my hands were cold, and I stood stiffly beside the bar counter and couldn't even speak a word.

"How's the situation?" Yan Hang asked.

"Let me tell you not to worry about him on the first day of the junior high school," Sister Bai said, "He has no physical problems now, and his condition is okay."

Yan Hang glanced at Chu Yi.

"Yeah." The first day of the junior high school responded, and his nose suddenly became a little sore.

What Dad said was to tell the first day of junior high school, not to tell the family members, which made the first day of junior high school a bit uncomfortable, as if the family members had long since lost their relationship.

"Now, regarding the situation of the case, because it must be kept confidential, I can't disclose the specific content to you, but I can tell you that the situation of Chujianxin is not too serious, and there is still a great chance," Sister Bai continued. "The premise is if what he told me is true."

"En." Yan Hang responded, "Understood."

The first day of junior high school paused suddenly, feeling a little out of breath, and he stared at the mobile phone in Yan Hang's hand.

When he heard his father's name, he was still able to maintain his composure, but when he thought that Uncle Yan was involved in it, but he couldn't say anything, he suddenly panicked, and his hands in his pockets trembled .

"I know how you feel now, but no matter what you say, you still have to be patient," Sister Bai's voice was still very gentle, "According to Chu Jianxin, in my opinion, the basic facts of this case and the relationship between Yan Zhiyuan and the victim The relationship is still relatively clear."

On the first day of junior high school, I felt that I could hear every word that sister Bai said, but my brain was like a stuck gear, and I couldn't get past the three words "Yan Zhiyuan".

This was the first time since the incident happened for such a long time that he really felt the relationship between his father and this incident. The names of his father and Uncle Yan appeared side by side in this form at the same time, which made him very flustered.

"So Chu Jianxin has no major responsibility here," Yan Hang said, "Is this the case? Can you understand it this way?"

"If what he said is true," Sister Bai said, "he didn't even know about it beforehand."

"Then if it's what he said," Yan Hang continued to ask, "His situation..."

"I can try the defense of innocence." Sister Bai said.

On the first day of junior high school, he tried his best to control his emotions and listened carefully to the conversation between Yan Hang and Sister Bai.

He was probably an unfilial son. At this time, all his attention was on Yan Hang. When he heard what Sister Bai said, although he was not clear, but he could still hear some content, Yan Hang was able to calmly bypass Yan Hang. Uncle, and focus on Chu Jianxin.

Listening to Yan Hang's careful questioning about his father's situation, Chuyi felt a sharp pain in his heart, which was very uncomfortable.

"Okay, thank you, Miss Bai." Yan Hang's voice was a little hoarse.

"Don't worry, I will do my best in this case," Sister Bai said, "If you have any ideas, you can also tell me."

"Well," Yan Hang paused, "Thank you."

After hanging up the phone, Chu Yi stared at Yan Hang, but couldn't open his mouth to speak.

Yan Hang didn't make a sound either, sitting on a chair with his elbows on his knees, staring at the box of milk under the bar in a daze.

After a long time, Yan Hang raised his head: "Hearing this, your father's problem is not serious. If he can be innocent, he will come out in a short time. Old Cui said that Sister Bai is very powerful, so don't worry about it." gone."

The first day did not speak.

When he heard sister Bai talk about his father's situation, he just felt a sore nose, but it was not like now, as if there was a tenth level tsunami in his body, and the waves hit his heart one after another.

The filming made him unable to even cry.

Yan Hang put the phone back into his pocket, and patted his arm: "I..."

Chuyi hugged his head and pressed his face on his stomach.

Yan Hang paused, and after a few seconds, he leaned lightly on his body and did not move again.

On the first day of junior high school, he didn't know what to say, and couldn't think of anything in his mind. He just wanted to comfort Yan Hang. The current Yan Hang was much more fragile than him.

Even if Yan Hang, who has experienced everything and can handle everything, may not be able to bear it when someone talks about his father's injury.

The things in the mind, even if they are repeated thousands of times, will always be vague. Some details that you don't want to think about will be cleverly skipped, missed, and "fleeting" when they appear.

And when hearing other people's words, even a few words without any substantive content like Sister Bai, those details will become extremely clear because they cannot be avoided, fast-forwarded, and frames cannot be missed.

"Yan Hang." The first day of the junior high school lowered his head and lightly scratched the top of Yan Hang's head.

"En." Yan Hang replied by burying himself in his stomach.

"Do you drink hot milk?" Chuyi asked softly.

"I didn't say, Brother Gou, you have been working here for half a year," Yan Hang said in a muffled voice, "Can you make hot milk?"

"No," said the first day of the junior high school. "Hot cow, milk, I can do it with one hand, and I need two, two hands."

Yan Hang smiled lightly: "All right, heat the milk."

"Yeah." Chu put his right hand on Yan Hang's shoulder, and took milk from the bar with his left hand, poured it into the milk pot, put it on the electric ceramic stove next to him and started heating, "I like to cook, boiled milk , very fragrant."

"En." Yan Hang responded.

"Do you want to add sugar?" Chu Yi asked.

"Add more." Yan Hang said.

"Okay." Chu nodded.

While adding sugar to the milk, the door of the store was pushed open and two girls came in.

"Closed." Chu Yi looked at them.

"Ah?" The two girls were stunned for a moment, then turned their heads and saw the two of them standing and sitting at the bar and still hugging each other, their eyes and expressions changed at the same time, and there were seven or eight styles.

"Sorry," Chu took down the boiled milk, slowly poured it into a cup, and repeated again, "It's closed."

"...Oh." The two girls were stunned for several seconds before turning around and walking out whispering something while turning their heads.

"Your boss will watch the surveillance tomorrow," Yan Hang said, "You will lose your job."

"No," Chu Yi said, "Miss Xiaoxiang is very nice, okay, if she asks, I'll say my friend, friend..."

"Boyfriend." Yan Hang said.

"Huh?" The first day of the junior high school didn't understand.

"If she asks, just say that your boyfriend is in a bad mood, and you can comfort him," Yan Hang said.

On the first day of the new year, holding the milk pot with half a pot of milk in it, I couldn't move the whole person.

The author has something to say:

Because I am a layman, after asking a friend to help a professional criminal defense lawyer ask some specific questions about this case, I actually made a super serious mistake. I asked Sister Bai to tell the whole story of the case... It was crazy, but it’s okay My friend discovered it in time, but it had already been sent out, so I had to delete it first and immediately re-edited TT_TT, it was too terrible...so you should focus on the easter eggs later o(≧口≦)o.