A Lucky Coin

Although the big dog was vicious and menacing, although the surrounding area was still dark, it was still a public place after all. He calmed down after taking two bites on the first day of the new year, wiped his mouth, and took a sip of mango juice.

Yan Hang reached for the wine and took a sip. When he put down the glass, a voice came from beside him. The voice was not too loud, but it could still be heard clearly in this quiet atmosphere.

"It's disgusting."

Yan Hang's hand just left the cup, when he heard this sentence, his hand froze in the air.

His first reaction was to glance at the first day of junior high school.

On the first day of the junior high school, he was still holding the mango juice, and sat without moving.

It was a female voice who said this, and the direction of the voice was the young couple sitting obliquely behind the first day of junior high school.

"Forget it." The boy said in a low voice.

"Forget it," the girl said in a calm voice, "It's so disgusting in public!"

"Change the table," said the boy, "out of sight is out of sight."

"Why should we change?" The girl was unhappy, "It's them who want to change, this is not gay, it's not bad if they don't get out."

"Keep your voice down," said the boy.

"Why keep your voice down," the girl raised her voice, and waved again, "waiter!"

Yan Hang looked at the first day of junior high school, he was a little worried that the first day of junior high school would be unbearable.

But the first day of junior high school seemed calm, and I don't know if it was really calm, or if I didn't come back to my senses for a while.

"Puppy." Yan Hang called him.

"Hmm." Chu Yi looked up at him.

"It's okay." Yan Hang said.

"Well," the first day of the junior high school answered, and said after thinking about it, "we want, shall we go?"

"I only leave when I want to." Yan Hang said.

On the first day of the lunar new year, he didn't make a sound and nodded.

The waiter who was called to the next table whispered a few times and then walked towards their table.

"Excuse me, both of you, excuse me." The waiter was a little girl, and she looked a little embarrassed when she spoke, "That's right, the two guests over there want to ask if you can change the table?"

"Change tables with them?" Yan Hang narrowed his eyes.

"No," the waiter became even more embarrassed, "Yes...can you please move over there, we still have a lot of empty tables over there."

"Why?" Yan Hang asked.

"Because...they just feel, uh, feel..." The waiter frowned and spoke very hard.

Yan Hang didn't want to embarrass the service, so he interrupted her: "It's okay, let them come and talk by themselves, it's basic politeness."

"Okay sir," the waiter nodded quickly, "I'm sorry."

"Yan Hang," Chu said in a low voice, "Don't, don't..."

"Don't fight," Yan Hang said, "Got it."

"No." Chu Yi said.

"Huh? Then what?" Yan Hang looked at him.

"Don't hit people." Chu Yi said.

Yan Hang leaned on the sofa and laughed: "Okay, got it."

"What do you mean!" The girl over there was probably very angry, she stopped controlling the volume at all, stood up, and raised her voice towards them, "You must be sick!"

"Shout," Yan Hang turned his head and leaned on his arm, "Speak louder, and I will cheer for you."

"What did you say?" The boy also stood up and pointed at Yan Hang, "Say it again!"

"Come on," Yan Hang said, "Comeonguys. Goahead. Louderplease."

As soon as the boy pushed the chair, he rushed over here.

The waiter hurried up to stop him, but he pushed him away.

Yan Hang watched him rushing all the way to the table and stopped before asking again: "What's the matter?"

"Be careful what you say!" The boy pointed at him.

Yan Hang hooked the corner of his mouth.

The first day of the junior high school who had been silent for a while looked very nervous and looked up at his hands: "You, put your hands down."

Yan Hang really wanted to whistle at this moment, but he held back and just raised his eyebrows.

The boy looked at the first day of junior high school. After hesitating for two seconds, he lowered his arms, looked at his girlfriend, and said again: "You change the table, my girlfriend doesn't want to see homosexuality, it's disgusting."

"You won't be able to see it if you change tables," Yan Hang took a sip of wine, "You won't be able to see it when you go out."

"Why should we go!" the girl yelled over there, "People like you shouldn't go out at all! You still have the face to kiss and hug!"

"The two of you hugged each other so badly that there was only a bed." Yan Hang said.

The boy lifted the chair next to him and probably wanted to jump on him, but before he could exert his strength, Yan Hang had already got up, grabbed his shoulder and pushed him back halfway.

Every time his father used this trick on him, he was very helpless, and he was basically pushed to sit down by a slap.

The effect he used was also great, the boy staggered back a step, and sat on the chair that he had just pushed aside.

Just when he was about to stand up with a look of anger and embarrassment, Chuyi suddenly stood up.

The boy froze for a moment.

Maybe I can still struggle with one-on-one, but now I have one-on-two in an instant, so I immediately fell into the entanglement of whether to be ashamed in front of my girlfriend or more embarrassing.

On the first day of the lunar new year, he picked up the mango juice, drank the remaining sip, and then glanced at Yan Hang.

Yan Hang felt that apart from his dad in this world, he probably only communicated with his thoughts on the first day of junior high school. He sighed: "I don't want to drink anymore."

On the first day of the lunar new year, he picked up his glass of cocktail near the chicken butt and drank it in one gulp, then said, "Let's go."

Yan Hang took his coat and followed behind Chuyi, watching Chuyi striding towards the door of the store with arrogance and arrogance, without any intention of stopping, he had to call out: "Brother Dog."

Looking back at him the first day.

"Wait for me to settle the bill first?" Yan Hang said.

"...Oh," the first day of the junior high school came back to his senses, "I'll come."

"Don't, don't, don't," Yan Hang stopped him, "I'll just come, how can I let the boss pay the bill..."

"Today, I just want to invite you to drink, please." I was a little anxious on the first day of the junior high school.

"Stand." Yan Hang looked at him.

On the first day of junior high school, he hesitated: "Oh."

Yan Hang went to settle the bill, and when he walked out, he saw the girl staring at them both with displeasure.

Yan Hang ignored her and walked out of the store with Chuyi.

After reaching the street, he didn't go straight, but crossed the street and went to a small supermarket diagonally opposite to buy a pack of cigarettes.

After buying cigarettes, he stood inside the door of the supermarket and looked towards the bar.

"What?" Chu Yi asked.

"Do you want to vent your anger?" Yan Hang glanced at him.

On the first day of the lunar new year, he looked over there and sighed softly: "No need."

"Really?" Yan Hang asked.

"Really," Chu nodded, "Do you want to vent your anger?"

"That kind of combat power, I guess beating him can make me angry," Yan Hang said, "I don't like it."

"Then you move too, hands." Chu Yi said.

Yan Hang clicked his tongue and looked at him.

"Because he moved first and started." Chu nodded, "I can't see it either, but I can't see that kind of miscellaneous, miscellaneous hair, and pure colors."

Yan Hang didn't speak, just looked at him and smiled for a long time.

"Shall we go shopping?" Chu Yi said.

"Okay." Yan Hang pushed open the door and walked out.

The bar street is full of high-end small shops, no matter how good or bad things are, the prices can be scary first, let alone the first day of junior high school, Yan Hang himself would not buy things here, so it’s okay to go shopping.

But on the first day of the new year, I couldn't even go shopping. I just looked outside, looked at the window, and passed the door to take a look in.

"Go in and have a look, they won't reach out to your pocket for money." Yan Hang said.

"I can see everything at a glance," said Chu Yi, "the eyes are special, very good."

Yan Hang sighed, put his arms on his shoulders, and the two walked slowly forward together, admiring the window.

After walking most of the street, Chu Yi turned his head, glanced at him, and turned his head again.

After a while, he turned his head again, took a half breath as if he wanted to speak, but then turned his head away again.

"I'm not talking about whipping you," Yan Hang said.

"Ah," Chu Yi scratched his head, "I just wanted to ask you."

"En." Yan Hang responded.

"That, that, what, what they said just now," Chu Yi said, "What is it?"

"What, what is it?" Yan Hang looked at him.

The first day also looked at him.

"Gay?" Yan Hang asked.

"En." Chu nodded.

"It's a gay bar," Yan Hang said, "Do you want to go?"

"No." Chu Yi shook his head.

"Why not?" Yan Hang asked.

"I don't want to watch it, I saw other things..." Chuyi lowered his voice, "Homosexuality."

"Well, that's right," Yan Hang nodded, "It's enough for other homosexuals to know only one Chunyang."

Turning to look at him on the first day of the lunar new year, it took a long time before he clicked his tongue.

After thinking about it, I asked again: "Have you been there?"

"No," Yan Hang said, "Why would I go there? I didn't know I liked men before."

"Oh," the first day of the junior high school looked down at the ground and sighed, "Without me, you wouldn't, wouldn't become homosexual, right?"

"That's what you said, and it turns out," Yan Hang said, "You think you can do magic, just point at me with a little stick, and I'll become gay."

Chuyi laughed and rubbed his nose.

"It's pretty good," Yan Hang said, "Without you, I would probably be able to like myself, so handsome, so smart, so talented...Fortunately, having you changed me from a fairy to an ordinary person gone."

Chuyi pointed to a huge circular advertising screen hanging upstairs in front of him: "Look."

"What?" Yan Hang looked over.

"Yourface." Chu Yi said.

Yan Hang smiled, and hugged him hard: "I just like you."

I originally wanted Yan Hang to relax, but in the bar, I ran into some unhappy things. I don’t know if Yan Hang’s mood will be worse, but it feels good. After returning to the dormitory for the first time in junior high school, Yan Hang still I sent him a photo of him leaning against the head of the bed, looking like he was about to try to sleep.

- the face is not that big

-Wow, Brother Xiaotian is so handsome! ! !Damn I blew myself up! !

I sent him back one on the first day of the junior high school.

After staring at the photos for a long time, I don't know when I fell asleep, and when I woke up in the morning, the phone was still in my hand.

The first day of junior high school usually starts looking forward to the weekend on Tuesday, but this week when it was so easy to look forward to the weekend, I received a call from sister Bai.

This call made him a little nervous.

In terms of time, it should be that Dad's business has come to fruition.

When he picked up the phone, he almost couldn't even feed him.

"First day of junior high school, I'm Sister Bai," Sister Bai said over there, "Let me tell you good news first, your father can go home today."

"Ah." The first day of the junior high school answered, and suddenly didn't know what to say next.

"After the investigation by the public security organ, your father has now been released without charge," Sister Bai said, "You can rest assured."

"Ah." Standing in the corridor of the dormitory on the first day of the junior high school, I can't make any other sounds except ah.

"Would you like to say a few words to your father first?" Sister Bai asked.

"Thank you, Sister Bai," Chuyi finally said the whole thing, "Thank you."

"You're welcome, I'll give your father the phone number." Sister Bai said.

"First day of junior high school?" Dad's voice came over there immediately, "First day of junior high school, I'm dad."

"...Dad." Chu Yi felt his voice dry.

"I'm fine," Dad said, "It's fine, I can go now, I'm out of the detention center."

"Well," Chuyi walked to the window at the end of the corridor, "you go back first, go back to grandpa's house."

"I know," Dad smiled helplessly, "I can't go back to other places now."

"I understand, I will pass tomorrow." Chu Yi said.

"Come here by bus?" Dad said, "Don't let your aunt give it to me, I don't want them to know..."

"I'll fly back," interrupted Dad on the first day of junior high school, "I'm leaving, I'm going to school."

"When did it happen?" Dad was a little surprised, "What school do you want to go to other places? Don't you go to junior high school?"

"I'm going to be tall, I'm going to be two," said the first day of the junior high school, closing her eyes, not knowing what her father would think if the sister Bai next to her heard her words, "No, let's not talk, I'll go back tomorrow."

Yan Hang looked at the first day of junior high school who was stuffing his underwear into the small bag, and checked the time. It was almost time to leave for the airport.

But he still asked a little worriedly: "Do you really want me to accompany you back?"

"No," Chuyi said, "I'll just stay for one night, at night."

"Call me if you need anything." Yan Hang said.

"Call if you have nothing to do," Chuyi said, "If you miss you, just call."

"Okay." Yan Hang smiled.

Putting the bag on his back, Chu sighed: "It's not like going back this way, I'm happy."

"Nonsense, so I said whether I should follow you." Yan Hang said.

"Sleep well, sleep," Chuyi said, "I saw you took sleeping pills again."

"Look at me." Yan Hang clicked his tongue.

"It's the medicine for peeking at you," Chu Yi turned around and hugged him, leaning his face on his shoulder, "Yan Hang."

"Huh?" Yan Hang patted his butt, "Q bomb."

"I want to ask, ask something, what?" Chuyi said.

"You can ask whatever you want, and don't ask if you don't want to," Yan Hang said, "You don't necessarily need to ask anything."

"Don't ask me to go back, why go back," Chu Yi frowned, "I just want to go back, so I went back."

"Okay," Yan Hang rubbed his back, "Then just ask him how he told the police."

"Well," Chu nodded, "I'll drink with him, drink."

"Silly dog." Yan Hang turned his head and kissed him on the cheek.

When I grew up in the first day of junior high school, I haven’t had a drink with my dad. Dad always drives, and he doesn’t drink much at ordinary times. He only drinks a few drinks during the holidays, and he doesn’t dare to drink too much, because his mother will scold him.

So he never drank a few cups with his father from time to time like other sons.

Perhaps the feelings are not in place.

After all, even if he used running away as an excuse, he still couldn't explain why he didn't know what grade his son was in.

But it doesn't matter, the first day of junior high school felt that I probably never had any expectations for the feelings of my family.

After the plane landed, he sent Yan Hang a message.

I wanted to make a call at first, but now it's lunch time, Yan Hang should not be free to answer the phone.

And he didn't want to be like a child, looking for comfort.

Although he was indeed a little nervous and wanted Yan Hang's comfort.

But this time he just wanted to handle this matter by himself, just like Yan Hang can handle many things by himself.

A big dog has to look like a big dog.

After he got on the bus to grandpa's house, he called grandpa.

Grandma answered the phone. As soon as he gave a feed, the grandma over there began to cry: "Your dad is back, the first day of junior high school, your dad is back."

"Well, I know," Chuyi said softly, "I'm in the car, in the car, and I'll be there in a while."

"Have you eaten yet?" Grandma asked crying.

"Eat," Chuyi said, "On the plane, I will manage the food."

"How many days have you been back?" Grandma asked again, crying.

"Tomorrow, I have to go back," said the first day of the junior high school, "I'm still in class."

"Let me tell you," Grandpa's voice came over, "the first day of junior high school."

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

"Are you in the car?" Grandpa asked.

"Yeah." Chu looked out of the window, "It will open soon."

"Okay, we'll talk about it when you get home later," said grandpa, "Your dad is doing well, he's lost a little weight, and he's in good spirits."

"En." Chu nodded.

Dad seemed to be in good spirits, probably because he was finally able to sleep soundly in the detention center.

But the change is also quite big, it seems to be a lot older, and there are white hairs on the forehead.

When he saw the first day of junior high school, the corner of his mouth twitched, and he didn't say anything for a long time, but turned his head and pressed the corner of his eye.

"Look, you've grown into a young man in the first day of junior high school, you can't even recognize him!" Grandma patted Dad on the back hard, "That's how you are a father! How can you set an example for the children!"

"Stop talking," grandpa pulled grandma into the kitchen, "let them chat for a while."

Looking at Dad on the first day of junior high school, they actually have nothing to talk about.

He has been disappointed with his father in the past two years, and now when he sees his father, although he has mixed feelings, he can't say a word.

"It's so tall." Dad looked at him.

"En." Chu nodded.

"Is it 1.8 meters?" Dad asked.

"No amount." On the first day of the junior high school, he pulled a chair for Dad and sat down beside the table.

"Is that lawyer Bai your friend?" Dad also sat down, "Thanks to her."

"You can be acquitted, released," Chu Yi looked at him, "Why did you run?"

"Can I not run away?" Dad frowned, patted his hand on the table twice, and lowered his voice, "You didn't see the scene at that time, that scene was full of blood, and Lao Ding was still dead Already! If I don’t run away, the police will arrest me as a murderer!”

Grandpa came out of the kitchen. Dad wanted to say something, but stopped immediately.

On the first day of the junior high school, I took the cup, poured a glass of water, and suddenly laughed after taking a few sips.

Dad looked at him inexplicably, and said in a low voice, "What are you laughing at?"

On the first day of the junior high school, he shook his head, didn't speak, but still wanted to laugh, and couldn't help it.

He didn't know what he was laughing at.

He didn't know how scared a person would be, in a case where he was innocent, he would leave his home and run away.

He lay down on the table and laughed for a long time before stopping.

If Dad didn't run away, what happened to Uncle Yan would not have been without the truth for so long, and Yan Hang would not be troubled by this incident every day, and there will always be a shadow in his heart .

Although he could understand his father and knew that his father couldn't be blamed for this, he still felt helpless.

"Do you know where your mother went?" Dad probably couldn't hold back and contacted his mother.

"I don't know." Chu Yi said.

"Didn't I tell you?" Dad frowned.

"It's changed at home, and it's locked. No one told me," Chu Yi smiled, "not to mention such a trivial matter."

Dad was stunned for a long time, then sighed: "This family is probably going to break up."

"It's long gone." Chu Yi said.

"On the first day of junior high school," Dad stared at him for a long time, "You have changed a lot."

"Yeah." Chu nodded, "I've grown up."

"Yeah," Dad let out a long sigh of relief, and smiled, "You've grown up, you're a big boy... When you talk, you don't feel like the son I used to be."

"What was I like before," Chu Yi said, "You don't, you may not know."

Grandma came out of the kitchen and brought out a large plate of dumplings: "I made them yesterday. I thought we would cook some for breakfast in the morning. I didn't expect everyone to come back today, just in time to eat something."

"Let's eat together," Dad said, "and you two don't work too hard."

"Eat more on the first day of junior high school," said grandpa. "I definitely didn't eat anything at noon. They also said that the plane will take care of the food, but the plane doesn't care about the food. Just drink Coca-Cola."

The first day smiled.

He really wanted to ask his father straight to the point, what was going on, and he would feel at ease after asking.

But there is really no way to ask in front of the smiles and tears of grandparents.

I can only endure it first.

The phone rang, and Yan Hang sent a message.

-Don't ask your dad about those things in front of your grandparents, the old man can't stand it

On the first day of junior high school, I immediately wanted to get into the phone and climb over there to hug Yan Hang and kiss him hard. Yan Hang is always so careful.

-I know!

- What do the exclamation marks mean?

- That's what I thought, and I was reminded by you again, I'm very upset!

- I won't remind you anything after that, Brother Gou is very stable

On the first day of the lunar new year, he smiled and sent a small emoji.

-【strong】

-【yeah】