A Lucky Coin

When Yan Hang came out of the shower, he was sitting on the sofa on the first day of the junior high school, carrying a cover in one hand.

"Aren't you sick? Do you play with the ones you've used?" He tore off the towel covering his head and yanked it. "Is it fun?"

"I, just want to ask," the first day of junior high school didn't hide, and let him twitch his shoulders, "No, you can't throw it in the toilet, right?"

"You can just throw it in the trash can," Yan Hang said, "Have you never seen your son so concentratedly and felt a little bit reluctant?"

"Huh?" Chu Yi looked at him.

"Why don't we go downstairs and dig a hole for them to bury them?" Yan Hang said, "Scatter some flowers and give you 5 minutes to cry."

"Throwing trash, the trash can will be seen, right?" The first day of junior high school was a little worried.

"Is your name written on it?" Yan Hang asked.

Chuyi sighed and threw the cover into the trash can.

"Sleep." Yan Hang yawned and entered the bedroom.

On the first day of junior high school, I washed up briefly and jumped onto the bed, hugging him.

"Not hot?" Yan Hang pulled his arm away.

On the first day of junior high school, I took the remote control of the air conditioner and pressed Didi: "It's not hot."

"Crazy!" Yan Hang glanced at the temperature on the air conditioner, 19 degrees.

"I'll pay for the electricity, the electricity bill." The first day of the junior high school laughed twice.

"Hurry up and sleep, you won't go to work tomorrow?" Yan Hang said.

"You are really old, young man," Chu said in a low voice, "I won't masturbate once, can't I?"

"Rolling, rolling," Yan Hang said, "sooner or later, I will kill you."

The first day of the junior high school laughed happily: "Why, what are you doing?"

Yan Hang didn't speak.

Did not dare to say.

He suddenly found out that he didn't seem to know in the first day of junior high school that the fact that the two men were able to use condoms was not the shocking secret of holding a condom.

On the first day of junior high school, I didn't continue to ask questions.

He breathed a sigh of relief and closed his eyes.

"Actually," said in a low voice on the first day of the junior high school, puffing out a little heat on the back of his neck, "using a condom and masturbation, there is nothing special, special feeling, ah."

"En." Yan Hang responded, and became nervous again.

The dog has grown up, opened the door to a new world, and there are so many fucking problems.

Curiosity is fucking scary.

"Why do you wear a condom and masturbate?" asked again on the first day of the junior high school.

Yan Hang ignored him.

"For the good, clean it up?" Chuyi continued to ask, "Or..."

Yan Hang threw away his arm and sat up, turned around and slapped him several times, suppressing his voice and shouting: "I told you to check it yourself! Check Baidu! Check Google! Check yourself Check! I'm not an encyclopedia! Encyclopedia!"

"Don't check," Chuyi put his arms around his waist, dragged him back to the pillow and lay down, and then put his legs on him to tighten, "it must be very yellow."

"Where did you come from, no Huang?" Yan Hang clicked his tongue, "You think your father and mother will shake hands and you will be there?"

Chuyi didn't speak, grabbed his hand and shook it, then put his lips on the back of his neck and clicked a dozen times: "Sleep."

Yan Hang closed his eyes, not feeling sleepy.

Today's daily dog ​​walking is still very exciting, except for the action of wearing a condom, which is very exciting in itself, and the effect of being slightly unfamiliar visually and psychologically different after wearing it... When I put it on for him on the first day of junior high school, he almost wanted to say With a muzzle, he gritted his teeth and resisted not speaking.

He was already poor at sleep, but after being stimulated like this, he didn't feel much sleepy for the time being.

"Yan Hang." Chuyi called again from the back of his neck.

Yan Hang didn't make a sound, he couldn't bear Chu's curiosity about the new world.

"Who did you say invented it? Roll up the cover and put it on," Chu said in a low voice, and after a pause, he added, "Okay, check it yourself... Forget it, it must be very pornographic."

Mr. Huang.

Yan Hang closed his eyes and gritted his teeth firmly, unable to speak even if he was beaten to death.

After a few minutes, Curious Gouzi finally became silent, his breathing slowed down, and he fell asleep.

I don't know if it was because of stimulation, but they both overslept in the morning, woke up half an hour later than usual, didn't eat breakfast on the first day of the new year, and were swept out like the wind after putting on their clothes.

Yan Hang still had enough time, he made himself a yogurt toast.

Seeing the unused condoms thrown on the sofa, he used to put them away and put them in the drawer of the bedside table.

As soon as he saw this thing, he felt that he was going to have evil thoughts in his heart.

Although he feels that at his age, it is normal to have evil thoughts in his heart, and there is something wrong with no evil thoughts, but after all, the first day of junior high school is too stupid... Simple, he still hopes that the first day of junior high school will not regard himself as an encyclopedia, move his fingers, and seek the truth by himself , grow up silently, come to talk to yourself when you are mature, so as to alleviate your guilt of "seducing minors".

The time I arrived at the hotel today was about the same as usual, but as soon as I arrived at the back kitchen, I received a call from the boss.

"You cook the main course today." The boss said.

"What?" Yan Hang was stunned.

"Something happened to my family," said the eldest, "I have to go back now, and I can come back tomorrow."

Yan Hang didn't ask any more questions, and responded directly: "Okay."

"I already told the front office to change the menu today." The boss said.

"Understood." Yan Hang replied.

"This is an opportunity," said the eldest, "don't embarrass me."

"En." Yan Hang responded.

The boss's main course is his secret weapon. Of course, Yan Hang can't do it for him, so he can only change the menu temporarily.

Yan Hang does not have a signature dish, he is a novice assistant after all, but if he can take down the ordinary dishes without making mistakes, it is indeed a good opportunity.

No one in the back kitchen has had such an opportunity for two or three years.

He took a breath and went to the front hall first.

He is not familiar with the other foremen, but today it is Sister Wang, which can be considered his luck.

"There will be no problems here, don't worry," Sister Wang said, "This opportunity must be seized."

"Yeah." Yan Hang smiled.

"Maybe I'll see your dishes on the menu next year," Ms. Wang said in a low voice, "Come on."

"Thank you, sister." Yan Hang stretched out his hand.

"Oh, are you annoying?" Sister Wang smiled and shook hands with him.

Back in the back kitchen, the atmosphere was a little tense.

But for Yan Hang, the atmosphere doesn't matter, he just needs to do his part well.

Starting with the side dishes, he has to do it all by himself.

"Brother Hang." Someone whispered hello behind him.

"Huh?" Yan Hang turned his head and saw it was Xiao Hu.

Xiao Hu has been in the back kitchen longer than him, but he is not very old. Because he is too honest, he has been in the lower level of the back kitchen for a little bit.

"Want to help?" Xiao Hu asked.

Yan Hang hesitated for a second, then nodded: "Thank you."

Anyone who is not a fool can see Xiao Hu's thoughts. If it were someone else, Yan Hang might not accept this "help", but Xiao Hu is quite honest.

"Just tell me what you cook today," Xiao Hu said, "I'll prepare it."

"Okay." Yan Hang said.

Li Xiao moved a chair and sat next to a pile of old tires in the maintenance area, looking at the first day of the junior high school: "Did you stop washing the car?"

"Wash." Standing in front of a car on the first day of the junior high school, he opened the hood and supported the front of the car while studying.

"I've been here several times," Li Xiao said, "and I haven't run into you yet."

"If you can't live with it, live here," Chuyi unscrewed the lid of the water tank, looked inside, turned around and said to the car owner next to him, "It's filled with oil."

"Is the water tank filled with oil?" the owner asked.

"Well," Chu nodded, "The cylinder pad is broken and needs to be replaced."

"Then change it." The owner said, "How long has it been?"

"It will take half a day," wrote it down on the work order on the first day of junior high school, "I need to dismantle the hair, motivation."

"Are you okay?" The car owner looked at him with some concern, "A novice? Don't replace it for me."

Chu Chu glanced at him: "Let the teacher, the master help you change it."

"That's fine." The owner smiled.

After he walked away, Li Xiao sighed next to him: "On the first day of junior high school, do you have no temper?"

"What's the temper?" Chuyi asked.

"Obviously I can't trust you." Li Xiao said.

"I haven't, I graduated," said the first day of the junior high school, "I can't believe it, it's strange."

"...a good attitude," Li Xiao gave him a thumbs up, "If there is something wrong with my car, I will call for you to fix it."

On the first day of the junior high school, he didn't speak, turned around and continued to work.

When he was about to get off work in the afternoon, Yan Hang sent him a message.

- dog, lick it

Seeing this news on the first day of the junior high school, he almost knelt down on the ground, but he still leaned against the wall firmly and sent a message back to Yan Hang.

-Lick and lick Brother Xiaotian.

-I don't have time to tell you at noon, I'm cooking the main course today, and I'm busy tonight

-ah! ! ! ! ! ! !Really! ! ! ! !

- well , our boss can ' t come today because of something

- are you tired then

- I'm tired, so let me comfort you

- Is the consolation here?

-good

- Squeeze your shoulders and step on your back at night!Chef Yan!

In fact, cooking shouldn't be a particularly tiring task for Yan Hang. He was so tired that he lay motionless on the sofa as soon as he came back today, mainly because of the pressure.

"Order takeaway." Yan Hang said.

"I ordered," Chu pushed his clothes up and pinched his back, "but everything I ordered is what I love and eat."

"I can do anything." Yan Hang said.

"Your back is really good to touch," Chu Yi squeezed for a while, stroking his back and waist back and forth, "It's really good to touch."

"Shut up," Yan Hang said, "Your dick is so easy to touch!"

"Do you want to touch it?" asked immediately on the first day of junior high school.

"Get out!" Yan Hang turned sideways and kicked him, "How did such a good dog learn to do this!"

The first day of the junior high school didn't hide, he smiled and pressed him back, and continued to pinch his back: "You knead, when you knead the dough, you should knead like this, right?"

"Yeah." Yan Hang closed his eyes.

"Go to sleep," Chu Yi said, "The takeaway is here and I'm calling you."

Yan Hang was able to fall asleep on the sofa during non-sleep time. It was amazing on the first day of junior high school. After hearing Yan Hang's low snoring, he didn't dare to pinch his back anymore, for fear of waking up the ants and farting Yan Hang will be awakened.

He took out his phone and set the ringtone to vibrate.

Before he could put it back in his pocket, the phone vibrated, and he quickly tiptoed all the way to the balcony to answer the phone. The boy who delivered the food had already arrived at the door.

He trotted again on tiptoe to open the door.

"Hello, please check the meal you ordered." The little brother handed him the fast food box, and then looked back to the fire escape.

"Yeah, that's right." Afraid of waking Yan Hang up on the first day of the junior high school, he nodded without even looking.

When he was about to go back to the house, the little brother took a look at the fire stairs again. Perhaps because of the long-term influence of Yan Hang, he immediately felt something was wrong on the first day of junior high school and asked, "What are you looking at?"

The little brother said in a low voice: "When I came up, there was a person at your door. When he saw me, he walked down the fire escape stairs...Be careful, don't be a thief who came to step on the spot..."

Before the little brother finished speaking, Chu's hand holding the door was pulled away, and Yan Hang rushed out from him and went straight into the stairs.

"You go up first!" Yan Hang shouted while running.

"Thank you." The first day of the junior high school nodded to the little brother, and without caring about anything else, he rushed into the corridor, and Yan Hang was already chasing down.

There were only two floors above, and Chu Yi rushed one by one, but saw no one on it, so he turned around and started running down.

If the guy came up when the little brother came up, he should have not gone out yet on such a high floor, whether it is the elevator or the stairs.

Yan Hang might be able to catch up.

But Yan Hang just woke up, and at the moment everyone is still confused. If he rushes out like this, he doesn't know if he can catch up, and if he catches up, will there be any problems?

I was a little anxious on the first day of junior high school, wishing I could just punch a hole in the floor and slip out.

In terms of running, whether it is running on flat ground or running on stairs, the admiration for Yan Hang at the beginning is very high, and he has never been able to catch up with Yan Hang.

When he ran out of the fire escape to the first floor, he couldn't help shouting: "Yan Hang!"

He was afraid that Yan Hang would chase him out alone.

"Here." Yan Hang's voice came from outside the building.

"How is it?" Running out on the first day of the junior high school, he saw Yan Hang standing beside the small garden outside the building.

"Didn't catch up." Yan Hang frowned.

Seeing the security guard coming from the side on the first day of the junior high school, he asked Yan Hang in a low voice, "Do you want to adjust the surveillance?"

"No rush," Yan Hang said, "go upstairs."

"Your takeaway was delivered upstairs just now, why did you come down again?" the security guard asked when they saw the two of them.

"Take it," Yan Hang nodded, "After taking it, take it down and take a walk."

"Oh." The security guard nodded with a smile.

After returning home, Yan Hang lay down by the window again, looking out from the gap in the curtains for a while.

"Is anyone there?" Chu Yi asked.

"I didn't see any strange people," Yan Hang sat down at the table and opened the takeaway box, "Let's eat first, I'm starving to death."

"Could it be Yan, uncle?" Chu Yi asked.

Yan Hang didn't ask to check the surveillance immediately, maybe he thought so too.

"Think about it carefully, probably not," Yan Hang said, "If it was my dad, it would be impossible for the delivery guy to see him."

"Then..." The first day of the junior high school had no clue at all.

"If it wasn't for my dad," Yan Hang said, "this man probably didn't intend to do anything to me. He would know when the elevator came up. He might have been waiting for the elevator to leave if he didn't hide, but he didn't expect the food delivery person to come up. I was afraid that we would open the door right away, so I ran down the stairs immediately."

"Ah." Chuyi looked at Yan Hang.

"Let's find the property to check the monitoring tomorrow," Yan Hang sighed, "If it's really not my dad, I might have to move."

On the first day of the junior high school, he didn't speak, but reached out and grabbed Yan Hang's hand and squeezed it.

Yan Hang, who was finally able to fall asleep, couldn't fall asleep again.

On the first day of the junior high school, he hugged him and patted his arm lightly, but he could feel that Yan Hang was not sleepy at all.

"Sleep, silly dog." Yan Hang touched his hand.

"Not sleepy." Chu Yi said.

"I don't feel much less sleep," Yan Hang said, "I'm used to it."

"It will be in the future, okay," said the first day of the junior high school, "now we need to train, train."

Yan Hang smiled, turned over and lay face to face with him, and kissed the tip of his nose: "Yeah."

"Are you still cooking tomorrow?" asked the first day of the junior high school.

"The boss will be back tomorrow," Yan Hang said, "I don't need to do it."

Chuyi sighed: "Give him some laxative, medicine."

"Don't worry about it for a while, there will be opportunities in the future," Yan Hang smiled for a long time, "As long as there is no mistake today, it will be fine."

"Well," Chu pulled his hand to his mouth and bit it, "You cook special dishes, especially delicious."

"But I have to think about my own food," Yan Hang said, "What others can't do..."

"You are also very nice and delicious." Chuyi took another bite on his finger.

"...I'm really fucking convinced by you," Yan Hang pointed at the tip of his nose, "You didn't do this last month, why did this person run so fast on the stinky and shameless road!"

"The main thing is, go downhill," Chu Yi said, "just run, fast."

"Get lost!" Yan Hang suppressed his throat.

On the first day of the lunar new year, he rolled to the side twice, rolled onto the edge of the bed, rolled back again, and hugged him: "Be good?"

"...Sleep." Yan Hang said.

This Yan Hang basically stared until dawn, and he was not infected by the even breathing on the first day of junior high school.

I won't oversleep today, and when I wake up, there is still half an hour before the alarm clock rings.

He yawned and went to the bathroom to wash his face, planning to go to the property before going to work and ask about the monitoring.

After preparing all the ingredients for breakfast, Yan Hang returned to the living room, picked up his mobile phone, and wanted to tell Cui Yi about it first.

There is an unread message on the phone, which is a text message.

He clicked on it and glanced at it, his hand shook suddenly, and he almost missed the phone.

- go to work in choi's car

A very simple sentence, without any title or explanation.

But the amount of information is astonishing.

Yan Hang stared at this sentence for about 5 minutes before slowly sitting on the sofa.

My heart was beating fast, and my breathing was a little rough.

This is the first time I contacted my father directly after he disappeared.

That's right.

This is dad.

He could guess it with his nostrils.

Except for Yan Zhiyuan, it is impossible for another person to send him such a text message.

Yan Hang sat on the sofa in a daze for a few minutes, collected himself, and dialed Cui Yi's number.

"Hello?" Cui Yi's voice was still confused after waking up.

"You and my dad," Yan Hang said, "is there any connection?"

"If I really had a relationship with him, I would have persuaded Chu Jianxin to surrender when he was arrested," Cui Yi said, "What's wrong?"

"Then why does he have my new number?" Yan Hang asked.

"He contacted you?" Cui Yi's voice suddenly sobered up several degrees.

"I received a text message asking me to take your car to work," Yan Hang said, "Who else do you think?"

"Let me take you to work..." Cui Yi's reaction was very quick, he didn't even bother with the phone number, and immediately asked, "Is there anything wrong these two days?"

"Someone was at my door yesterday." Yan Hang said.

"Then why didn't you tell me yesterday!" Cui Yi was a little anxious.

"My mind is too messed up." Yan Hang sighed softly.

"I'll be there in a while." Cui Yi said.

"Where have you been?" Yan Hang was stunned.

"I'll pick you up at your door," Cui Yi said, "I'll take you into the hotel from your door...or you don't want to go out today."

"The old fox didn't even let me ask for leave." Yan Hang said.

"...That's fine," Cui Yi said, "Then you wait for me to go there, and strictly follow your old fox's requirements."

"Well, send the first day of junior high school to their shop too." Yan Hang said.

"Okay." Cui Yi hung up the phone.

"What's wrong?" I didn't know when I got up on the first day of the junior high school, and stood at the door of the bedroom with a nervous expression.

"It's okay," Yan Hang waved, "Come here."

On the first day of junior high school, he rushed over in two steps and sat down next to him.

Yan Hang hugged him, hugged him very hard for a while, rubbed his chin on the top of his head several times before letting go.

"Does it hurt?" he asked.

"No," Chu Yi rubbed the top of his head, "You're down, your chin isn't sharp enough."

Yan Hang tapped the tip of his nose lightly: "My dad sent me a text message."

"What?" Chuyi jumped up suddenly, "Uncle Yan?"

"Well," Yan Hang clicked out the text message and showed him, "We will both go to work in Lao Cui's car later."

"Oh." Chuyi stared at the text message, his face full of shock, "You reply, did you reply? Ask Yan, how is uncle, is it safe? Okay, okay?"

"This is definitely not his number," Yan Hang said, "I won't receive it even if I return it."

"...Ah." Chu Yi looked at him.

"It's okay," Yan Hang stared at the text message, "As long as he has news, as long as he is not dead."

Cui Yi knocked on the door on time and drove them to work.

After sending the first day of junior high school to the store, he turned around and went to the hotel. Yan Hang didn't say a word along the way.

He didn't know what to say, and felt like he wanted to say too much.

"Tell me immediately if there is any situation," Cui Yi said, "I'm not going anywhere today, I'm just in the office."

"Well," Yan Hang got off the car, "Are you going to watch me walk into the hotel?"

"Yes," Cui Yi nodded, "watching you off."

"Do you think my dad is also watching me off?" Yan Hang asked.

"Not necessarily," Cui Yi said, "Maybe he's dealing with other things, it's enough for me to watch you off."

Yan Hang got out of the car with a smile, walked two steps and then turned around: "If you have any news, please let me know as soon as possible."

"Definitely." Cui Yi nodded.

At the morning meeting of the back kitchen today, Yan Hang was named and praised. Although there was only one sentence, he could still feel the complexity in the eyes of his surroundings.

After Yan Hang reported yesterday's situation to the boss, he went to the locker room to change.

He sat on the stool, closed his eyes, took a deep breath, adjusted his emotions, and begged God to bless the old fox by the way, and nothing happened.

It was quite peaceful until noon. Cui Yi contacted him twice to inquire about the situation, and everything was fine.

The news of the first day of junior high school is about half an hour, and Yan Hang can imagine his frowning and worried expression.

- all right

- it's ok, don't worry

Such conversations slipped away like copy-and-paste.

In the afternoon, Yan Hang breathed a sigh of relief and went to the bathroom. There was no news for such a long time, so there shouldn't be any major problems.

He washed his face and prepared to rest for a while.

Just after coming out of the bathroom, before taking two steps, the phone in his pocket vibrated.

Yan Hang's heart tightened suddenly, and he quickly took out his cell phone, it was Cui Yi's call.

"What?" He answered the phone and asked.

"Are you resting?" Cui Yi asked.

"Yes," Yan Hang's voice trembled a little, "What's wrong?"

"Yan Zhiyuan surrendered himself." Cui Yi said.