A Lucky Coin

In the first day of junior high school, I didn't think much about the relationship issue, and I didn't dare to ask, let alone call it a question based on substance. I have always been quite content with the status quo. Many things also need to be clear.

But it seems inaccurate to say that there is no expectation at all. In a corner that he never thinks about, there must have been expectations. It lost its soul in an instant, leaving only a shell, which became a perfect support for the milk pot.

The milk has not been poured yet, because the stand will not move, so the tilt angle of the pot is not enough.

Yan Hang waited for a while, seeing that he hadn't poured it again, so he reached out and took the half glass of milk, and took a sip.

It was only at this moment of the first day of junior high school that he suddenly recovered, thinking that the milk hadn't been poured yet, so he tipped the pot and poured the remaining milk on the bar.

When he was in a hurry to wipe off the milk on the bar, Yan Hang sighed softly behind him: "Are you sure Miss Xiaoxiang can bear you like this?"

"Actually, she doesn't know much. No matter how you look at the surveillance," Chuyi said, "she has a big heart, a lot of food, and she doesn't have any materials. She doesn't count."

Yan Hang smiled.

"Cook it for you again, boil milk?" Chuyi looked back at the cup in his hand, half the cup of milk had been drunk.

"No need," Yan Hang said, "A half cup is actually enough."

"Yeah." The first day of the junior high school went to the side to wash the rag.

After washing it for a long time, rubbing it back and forth over and over again, I don't know, it may be that he is in the late stage of cleanliness.

But after all, it was just a rag, and it was a new one. He wiped the table twice in total. After rubbing it for a while, he couldn't go any further. He hung up the rag, and walked back to Yan Hang's side.

After standing for a while, he sat down next to Yan Hang, staring at the bar in a daze.

There are many things on my mind.

There are always many things on the mind.

Ever since he found Yan Hang, he felt that his mind was full of things.

In the past, he didn't think about anything, just shrink back. Even after his father's accident and Yan Hang's disappearance, he didn't think much about it. It was nothing more than why his father and Xiao Li's barbecue.

It's different now.

Maybe it's because I grew up.

He's 17, he's 18, and he's already caught up with Yan Hang when he's two years old.

It's a big dog, so there are more things to do.

What about Yan Hang?

On the first day of the junior high school, he glanced at Yan Hang with the corner of his eyes, and Yan Hang was still sitting there, unable to see any emotions, and didn't know what he was thinking.

Think about Uncle Yan.

Sister Bai said, according to my father, the relationship between the several people involved in this case is relatively clear, so the case is not very complicated...

But if, as Sister Bai said, you can defend your father's innocence, doesn't that mean that at least your father didn't stab him?In this way, it must be Uncle Yan who stabbed Lao Ding.

And Lao Ding died.

What will happen to Uncle Yan?

I can't think about it on the first day.

He sneaked another glance at Yan Hang.

"I'm fine." Yan Hang said.

"Ah." The first day of junior high school felt a little embarrassed.

"I keep peeping at me." Yan Hang said.

"No." Chu Yi said.

"No fart, no face is true." Yan Hang turned to look at him.

The first day of the lunar new year smiled: "How can you ignore such a handsome face, if you don't see it."

Yan Hang looked up, down, left, and right on his face, and clicked his tongue: "The territory is vast."

After being stunned for a while, Yan Hang's cell phone rang, and it was Cui Yi calling.

Yan Hang stood up, picked up the phone, patted Chuyi on the shoulder, walked out of the coffee shop, and talked to Cui Yi at the door.

On the first day of the junior high school, he continued to stare blankly at the bar.

The mood has been up and down for the past two days, and now he is so stunned, he actually feels a little sleepy.

It's time to go back to school tomorrow, and it stands to reason that he should go back to school after work tonight, but he decided to stay at Yan Hang's house, at worst, get up early tomorrow.

He was used to seeing Yan Hang every weekend, and then went back to school on Sunday night. It had been a long time since he did not want to leave Yan Hang for a second.

Maybe it was because Dad was caught, and the two of them seemed to be tied tightly together suddenly, maybe... it was because of what Yan Hang said just now.

He glanced at Yan Hang standing at the door, and could only see the back of Yan Hang taking a cigarette out of his pocket.

But I can imagine him holding a lighter and lighting a cigarette.

Yan Hang's many appearances can be seen through his nostrils with his eyes closed.

"If you can plead not guilty," Cui Yi said, "then Chu Jianxin should have no direct contact with Lao Ding and your father."

"Sister Bai said that he might not even know about it at all." Yan Hang said.

"Well, then he shouldn't be locked up for a long time and he should be able to come out," Cui Yi said, "Xiaobai took over a similar case before, and she said she was not guilty, basically the problem is not big."

"Then he is just a group of people who are forced to eat melons," Yan Hang said, "Why is he running?"

"I'm scared," Cui Yi said, "You don't know what happened at the scene. There was so much blood, Lao Ding was the one who drove him there. He must run. Maybe he wanted to go home after running, but Lao Ding died. .”

"It's about the same as what I thought," Yan Hang took a puff of cigarette, "It looks like someone who is afraid of things."

"It's not bad that I didn't follow him on the first day of the junior high school," Cui Yi said, "You should take less of your cigarette, it's better not to learn a little from your father."

"I smoke less now," Yan Hang said, "I smoked this one all day today."

"It's better to pay attention to adjusting your emotions. If you can't find it, go to Dr. Luo," Cui Yi said, "Don't think I'm long-winded."

"Well," Yan Hang responded, and asked again after thinking about it, "If his father is released on the first day of junior high school, can you ask him what's going on?"

"The case has not been solved yet, after all, the co-accused is still at large," Cui Yi said, "The police should tell him not to tell anyone about the case casually."

"His son shouldn't be counted as someone else," Yan Hang frowned, "Can't you say that?"

"It depends on awareness," Cui Yi said, "The police can't stop him from drinking too much."

"Yeah." Yan Hang smiled.

"If you have nothing to do, go to bed early. If you can't sleep, you should lie on the bed and rest your internal organs." Cui Yi said.

"...It sounds so scary," Yan Hang said with a smile, "Got it."

After hanging up the phone, Yan Hang stood at the door for a while, watching a few passers-by with smiles on their faces pass by the wind.

It is not so cold now, but there is still a chill in the wind.

Yan Hang didn't know what they were laughing at, except that he could laugh from the bottom of his heart when he was with the first day of junior high school, many times, especially after his father ran away, he felt that there was no point of laughter at all. This thing doesn't matter how high or low it is.

Everything is ready now, it just takes time.

No matter where Lao Yan is, he hopes that he can really put this matter aside after knowing the whole situation.

"Isn't it cold?" The first day of the junior high school did not know when he stood behind him and asked.

"It's okay," Yan Hang looked back at him, "Is it almost off work?"

"Well," Chu nodded, "I'll pack it up, I can leave after I pack it up."

"I'll wait for you here," Yan Hang said, "Take a breath."

"Okay," Chu Yi put something in his hand, "I'll eat it for you."

Yan Hang looked at it, it was a small piece of chocolate, or it had a puppy sticker on it, he laughed: "Did you take it yesterday?"

"Ah," the first day of the junior high school also laughed, "They didn't have any, and I took everything I didn't eat."

"Stingy." Yan Hang peeled off the chocolate and put it in his mouth.

After cleaning up and closing the door, the first day of junior high school didn't say whether he wanted to go back to school, and Yan Hang didn't say anything.

When he reached the intersection, Chuyi reached out and stopped a taxi: "Let's take a taxi."

"Yeah." Yan Hang smiled.

After getting into the car together, Yan Hang reported the address of the community, sat next to him on the first day of the junior high school, pinched one of his fingers and rubbed them together.

Although I can almost know that there is nothing serious about Chu Jianxin, but the first day of junior high school is a very serious person after all, and I don't think he is at ease at the moment.

"Do you want to call your grandma or your mother?" Yan Hang asked.

"No," the first day of junior high school answered very simply and simply, "the ones who don't care about it don't, don't care about it until the end."

"Okay." Yan Hang nodded.

"My dad, if he can come out," Chu Yi turned his head and whispered in his ear, "I have to go back."

"Huh?" Yan Hang looked at him.

"I want to ask what, what's going on," Chu Yi said, "He arrived, what did he see?"

Yan Hang didn't speak, put his arms around his shoulders, and retracted his arms forcefully.

Yan Hang must still be unable to sleep tonight, but he seemed to be sleepy on the first day of junior high school, and Yan Hang saw him secretly yawning a few times.

"You're quite elegant." Yan Hang leaned on the sofa, looked at the phone and said something.

"Huh?" Chu Yi, who had been pretending to watch TV seriously, turned his head.

"Yawning and turning your head?" Yan Hang said, "It's quite shy."

"I didn't fight." The first day of the junior high school looked calm.

"I heard it all, and I pretended not to be like it." Yan Hang said.

"Ban Men Lane, the axe," Chu Yi said, pointing to the TV, "I watch TV, TV series."

Yan Hang glanced at the TV. It was a replay of a TV series. He listened to it a few times, and it was roughly about a young man chasing a beautiful little widow.

"Are you studying?" Yan Hang said.

"No," continued to point at the TV on the first day of the junior high school, "the male protagonist is especially good at cooking, in order to chase after him, he cooks for him every day, cooking..."

"From tomorrow," Yan Hang pointed to him, "You cook by yourself."

On the first day of the junior high school, he was stunned, and after a few seconds, he burst out laughing, leaning on him and laughing persistently.

"You stutterers," Yan Hang said, "you don't stutter when you laugh, do you?"

"Well," Chu nodded, "ha, hahaha, haha, ha..."

"Get out." Yan Hang pushed him.

"I'm chasing, chasing you," said Chuyi, "right?"

"No," Yan Hang said, "You can't even cook, so why chase after people?"

On the first day of the junior high school, I didn't speak, I raised my head and continued to have fun.

Yan Hang sighed.

After laughing for a while on the first day of the lunar new year, he stopped, seemed a little confused and a little embarrassed, stared at the ceiling for a long time before turning his head to look at him: "Is it true?"

"What?" Yan Hang asked.

"What you said before." Chu Yi said.

"What did I say before?" Yan Hang said, "I seem to have said a lot before..."

Chuyi bit his lip, clicked his tongue and did not speak again.

Yan Hang laughed, lowered his head and played with the phone for a while before opening his mouth: "Really."

Before the TV drama was over, the first day of junior high school was a little bit overwhelmed, and I couldn't care less about Wenya when I yawned, one after another, I had to turn my head to hide every time, I guess it would turn into a rattle.

"Wipe your tears and go to sleep." Yan Hang handed him a tissue.

"What about you?" Chu Yi took the tissue and pressed his eyes.

"Leave me alone," Yan Hang said, "You couldn't beat me when I was cultivating immortality."

"Then hello, let's take a nap anyway." Chu Yi said.

"Okay." Yan Hang nodded, stretched himself, stood up and entered the bedroom.

After lying on the bed, Chu turned to face Yan Hang, looking at his nose with a little light in the dark, and wanted to say something.

But he didn't dare to talk about his father and Uncle Yan, for fear that Yan Hang would be upset.

He was embarrassed to say something about his boyfriend.

Thinking about something else to say, he was already asleep.

Back to school on Monday, everything is still the same, familiar environment, familiar people, familiar daily process.

But the feeling of the first day is very different.

Although I can't tell what the difference is.

Obviously every day is still the same.

Dad's business should be going well. Sister Bai has contacted him twice, once to tell him to bring some necessities for Dad, and once to tell him that the situation is relatively smooth, so that he doesn't have to worry too much.

Dad also asked Sister Bai to bring him a message, saying that he was sorry and told him not to tell his grandparents about this, for fear that the old man would be anxious.

Other than that, he didn't mention anyone else, his mother, grandma, or grandpa. He didn't ask sister Bai to talk to him, nor did he ask about the situation.

I should be able to feel it, after all, when I hired a lawyer, the clients at the beginning were only in the first grade of junior high school.

Sometimes in the first day of junior high school, when I sat on the side of the court and watched a group of people in the dormitory play, I suddenly felt that time passed quickly and some things became very sudden.

Dad suddenly disappeared, he suddenly grew up, and his family suddenly disappeared.

A little disappointed, like an old man looking back at the road he has come... Although the road he has traveled is very short, he walked over with four legs.

But he was quite satisfied.

After all, there is Yan Hang.

What has changed is the relationship between him and Yan Hang.

It still looks the same, but since that night, this kind of getting along with it is no different from before, with more peace of mind and righteousness.

"Let's go shopping in the evening," Yan Hang said, "I'm going to rest this afternoon, I want to have a big meal and go shopping or something."

"I'm going to work." Said the first day of the junior high school.

"Please take leave," Yan Hang said, "Today is Tuesday, and there are no guests."

"Okay," the first day of the junior high school thought for a while, "I want to go to the wine, the bar."

"Where do you want to go?" Yan Hang asked.

"The bar." Chu Yi said.

"How old are you, have you counted yourself?" Yan Hang said.

"The imaginary age is ten or nine." Said the first day of the junior high school.

"Say it again?" Yan Hang said.

"Nineteen." The first day of junior high school answered very firmly.

Yan Hang listened happily: "Okay, Gou Ge said he is nineteen, and I will take you to the bar that night."

"Okay." Chuyi nodded happily.

In fact, he doesn't want to go to the bar too much, but sometimes he has a feeling that he wants to see the world. After so many years, he occasionally wants to be foreign.

Moreover, it has been a week since his father was arrested, and Yan Hang's insomnia seems to have not changed much. When he saw him on the weekend, he could already see dark circles. I don't know if asking Yan Hang to go to the bar to relax on the first day of the new year can make him sleep slightly better.

"Don't go to bars with too many people and too much wine," he emphasized when Yan Hang took him to the bar street after dinner, "Go to those who pretend to be aggressive."

"Okay," Yan Hang said, "little music is playing, the kind that flirts in a dark corner."

"...I'm talking about the right, right place." Chu Yi said.

"I'm not a serious person." Yan Hang clicked his tongue.

"You're quite upright," Chu Yi looked at him, "very good."

"You discovered all of this," Yan Hang looked around, put his arm around his shoulder and quickly kissed him on the face, "very discerning."

The first half of my body went numb in an instant.

He felt that he was really worthless, and there were quite a lot of such little tricks between him and Yan Hang, but he would still be stunned for a few seconds like a fool every time.

Yan Hang took him to a bar that met the requirements. It was very quiet, and the sound of music was faint. When he turned around the screen, he saw someone playing the guitar on a small round table.

"Is this okay?" Yan Hang asked.

"Yeah." The first day of the junior high school nodded with satisfaction.

At first glance, I saw almost no one. After they sat down in the corner, I saw a young couple sitting at a table not far away. If it wasn't for the girl's white shoes shaking For a moment, he didn't see anyone there.

Yan Hang asked for wine for himself, and what he asked for was a glass of juice.

"Bullying people, right?" Chu Yi said.

"Come," Yan Hang half-lyed on the sofa, pointing to his face, "Come here and kiss your brother, and I'll let you drink."

"No, minors don't drink alcohol." Chu Yi said.

Yan Hang clicked his tongue twice: "Minors are masturbating in the toilet..."

Chuyi quickly covered Yan Hang's mouth with his hand, and leaned over to kiss him fiercely on the face.

Yan Hang smiled and exchanged his own wine with his drink: "Drink, puppy."

On the first day of junior high school, I took the wine glass and looked at it: "The legendary chicken, chicken, chicken..."

"Tail wine," Yan Hang finished for him, "Please Brother Gou, can you stop stuttering on keywords?"

"It wasn't intentional," Chu Yi sighed, "Chicken tail wine, I never, never said that word."

"Taste it." Yan Hang passed his hand around behind him and hooked his face.

On the first day of the junior high school, I took a sip from the cup.

"How is it?" Yan Hang asked.

"It's okay," Chu nodded, "It doesn't taste as good as a chicken's tail, not much."

"Have you tried it?" Yan Hang asked.

"Tasted nearby." Chu Yi said.

"Near what?" Yan Hang was stunned.

"Chicken butt." Chuyi said.

"Damn it," Yan Hang slapped him on the arm, reached out and dug in his pocket for a long time, but didn't take out anything, "Why do you owe so much..."

Chuyi grabbed his hand and rubbed it: "I was wrong."

"Damn," Yan Hang sighed, leaned back, and stretched his legs, "You said, you grew up so much, and you can still be so annoying. If you want to grow up in a normal family, what do you think? "

"It's estimated that one, the same will be beaten." The first day of the junior high school also sighed.

Yan Hang glanced at him, and smiled for a long time with his arms on his pillow.

"No, it's delicious." Chu changed the wine back to Yan Hang, took a sip of the drink, "This is delicious, mango flavor."

"I'll try it." Yan Hang sat up straight.

When he was about to hand the cup to him on the first day of the junior high school, Yan Hang came over and licked his lips lightly.

"That's right," Yan Hang leaned back on the sofa, "I kind of like the mango flavor, it's sweet."

On the first day of junior high school, I felt that when I turned my head to look at Yan Hang, my neck was not very bright.

He didn't expect that such an ordinary lick would make him burn more than a kiss.

It's too-stimulating-exciting-

"What?" Yan Hang looked at him.

On the first day of the junior high school, he didn't say a word, took a look at the cup, bowed his head and drank two big mouthfuls of mango juice.

Then he quickly looked to the side, and there were only one or two young lovers nearby. When he glanced over, the young lovers were leaning head to side, not knowing what to say, and there was an aura of only them two in the world.

Feeling relieved on the first day of the lunar new year, he quickly turned around and threw himself on Yan Hang, kissing him hard on the mouth.

He heard Yan Hang's light laughter.

What laughing!

Is there anything funny?

Kissing too!

Can you be a little more serious!

On the first day of the junior high school, the tip of his tongue continued to roll viciously on Yan Hang's lips twice, and then rushed in viciously. In order to warn Yan Hang and let him realize that this was a serious kiss, he touched Yan Hang's clothes with his hand, He grabbed a handful around his waist.

Yan Hang's breath hit his face, and then he put his hand into his clothes.

But Yan Hang was much more arrogant than him. He touched his hand and went around the back, then passed down through the waistband of his trousers, and then grabbed his buttocks.

"Hmm!" The first day of the junior high school was startled, let go of Yan Hang suddenly, and stared at him, "What are you doing, what are you doing!"

"Grabbing the dog's butt," Yan Hang looked at him, "Scared the dog to death, right?"

"...Ah." The first day of the junior high school didn't know what to say.

"Little dog," Yan Hang flicked the tip of his nose, "fight with me."

Looking at him on the first day of junior high school, under the double encouragement of not knowing how to reply and "Yan Hang looks so good-looking", he lowered his head and kissed Yan Hang again, and in order to prevent being caught on his ass again, he grabbed him first. Yan Hang's hand.