A Lucky Coin

Yan Hang's meals are not regular, especially in the days when his father is at home and missing, he eats when he wants to eat, and eats when he is hungry.

It was very touching to be able to fall asleep lying on the sofa today, so when he was about to wake up twice, he sang a lullaby in his heart to coax himself to continue to sleep.

When he finally woke up, it was almost nine o'clock. He took a look at his phone, and there was no news about the first day of junior high school, so he probably didn't miss the night run appointment.

When he made himself a sandwich and was about to eat it, he heard footsteps outside the door. He went to the cat's eye and looked out, and saw the first day of the junior high who was rubbing the soles of his shoes on the edge of the steps with his head down.

But Yan Hang almost didn't recognize that it was the first day of junior high school, instead of the same school uniform for thousands of years, he was wearing a sports suit.

Yan Hang didn't open the door directly, but watched the first day of junior high school through the cat's eyes with great interest while eating a sandwich.

I didn't know if I was stepping on shit on the first day of junior high school. I rubbed the soles of my shoes on the steps for about 1 minute, and finally pulled my feet up against the wall and looked at the soles of the shoes.

After looking at the soles, he was stunned for a while, straightened up and pulled the sleeves of his coat, bent down and pulled his trouser legs, and then reached out and knocked on the door.

"Who." Yan Hang took a bite of the sandwich.

"The first day of junior high school." The first day of junior high school replied.

"Who is the first grader?" Yan Hang asked.

"The person who came to take you to see the doctor." Chu Yi said.

"Get out," Yan Hang said happily. Most of the time in the first day of junior high school, his reaction was surprisingly fast. "What disease do I want to see?"

"Loss, amnesia," Chuyi replied solemnly, "Open, the door, don't hide, hide illness and avoid medical treatment."

Yan Hang opened the door with a smile: "Have you never had a chance to be poor, and if you catch me, I will be poor forever."

"Yeah," Chu nodded, and looked at the sandwich in his hand, "I'm going to run, eat after running?"

"Who knows what time you will come," Yan Hang said, "I haven't had dinner yet."

"Then..." The first day of junior high school hesitated, "Why don't you take a walk first?"

"It's okay," Yan Hang took a sip of water, "It's just a small sandwich, if you feed it to the cat, the cat will think it's too small."

Chuyi stood at the door and smiled.

"Come in first, I'll change clothes." Yan Hang said.

"Oh." Chuyi replied but did not move.

"Did you step on shit?" Yan Hang looked at him.

"No." Chu Yi said.

"Then what's wrong with you," Yan Hang said, "I just saw you rubbing against the door."

"You steal, peek, me?" The first day of junior high school was a little surprised.

"Well, what's the matter," Yan Hang nodded, "I've been watching it for a long time."

On the first day of the junior high school, he sighed and looked down at his shoes: "I rubbed, rubbed, rubbed, and made a hole in the sole of the shoe."

"Didn't you rub a hole," Yan Hang said, "You have a hole... My pair of shoes are there, try it, don't let the soles of your old shoes run away later gone."

"Yeah." After hesitating for a moment on the first day of the junior high school, he took off his shoes, took the pair of shoes next to him, and put on one.

"Is it big?" Yan Hang asked, "I have insoles here."

"A little bit." Chu Yi said.

Yan Hang didn't speak, went back to the room and rummaged through, found a pair of insoles and gave them to the first day of the junior high school: "This one is quite thick, if it doesn't work, just put another pair."

"Bad, not much." The first day of junior high school was a little embarrassed.

Yan Hang looked at the shoes he replaced. Although the shoes are quite old, the soles are still thick, and there are holes in them?

"Didn't you say you have new shoes?" He went over and picked up the shoe that he had pulled up to see the sole before the first day of junior high school.

"It's been left for half a year, half a year," Chu Yi said softly, "it seems to be small, small."

"Your feet can grow so much in half a year?" Yan Hang put down the shoes. The soles of the shoes were quite worn, but the reason for the holes should be stepped on something or stopped suddenly.

This trash is probably kicked out again.

The first day of the junior high school sighed again: "It was there when I bought it, it's a little small, it's small."

Yan Hang looked at him.

"Discount," explained the first day of the junior high school, "No, it's a discount."

"Is your mother saving money to buy an aircraft carrier?" Yan Hang said.

"Probably buy a house." Chu Yi said.

"Oh," Yan Hang was speechless, "I'll change clothes."

When he changed into his sports clothes and came out, he had already put on his shoes on the first day of the junior high school, and they looked okay, but... Yan Hang looked at his trouser legs that had been stretched up.

"Are your pants..." Yan Hang said halfway, and saw his sleeves again, "Did you buy this suit at a discount, too?"

"My legs are too, too long." Chu stretched his legs in front of him.

Yan Hang smiled: "What's the use of being tall, you are only so long."

On the first day of the lunar new year, he didn't speak, and looked up at the top of his head.

"Why," Yan Hang walked over, and the first day of junior high school probably reached his chest, "I'm 183, do you want to compare with me?"

"When you were born, it was 183?" said the first day of junior high school, "It's amazing."

"Believe it or not, I'll slap you." Yan Hang pointed at him.

"Thank you." Chu Yi smiled.

"Thank you for what?" Yan Hang was stunned.

On the first day of the junior high school, he looked down at the shoes on his feet, then bent down and pulled down the trouser legs.

"You might as well just bring it up, it's not cold now," Yan Hang squatted down and pulled his trouser legs up to his calf, "Your sleeves are the same."

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

Yan Hang took his hand and pushed up the sleeves of both hands: "This way you won't be able to see how small it is."

"Oh." Chu Yi suddenly realized.

"Let's go for a run." Yan Hang said.

Chu Yi had an injury on his hand, but he didn't ask much. Anyway, it's just those things, being chased, running away or not running away.

This is the life of the first year of junior high school. He is just passing by, so how much can he manage.

If he hadn't seen the first day of junior high school being bullied for several days in a row, but only once in a while, he might not remember seeing such a scene in half an hour.

On the first day of junior high school, I took him along, and didn't run in the direction that he usually goes in and out, and it was the opposite fork.

Yan Hang ran side by side with him. He only walked around here when he first came here. After running through two intersections, there were fewer people on the road, and runners began to be seen on the sidewalk.

"You..." Yan Hang turned his head and found that he was three steps away from him on the first day of the junior high school, next to the wall. The sidewalk was narrow before, and it was not obvious. The sidewalk in this section is very wide, and half of it is a bicycle lane. on the side.

"Huh?" Chu Yi responded.

Yan Hang went over and grabbed the clothes on his shoulders and dragged him out: "Do you usually run this way?"

"Yes," the first day of the junior high school pointed to the front, "in front, turn around and run in circles."

Yan Hang listened happily: "Those who don't know think that you will be out of breath after running for 5 minutes."

"I still can jump." The first day of the junior high school seemed to be in a good mood, and ran forward while talking.

"How do you wear these shoes?" Yan Hang asked.

"Comfortable," Chuyi said, "Really, it's so comfortable."

Yan Hang smiled.

At first glance, I can see that I run a lot, and I always run for my life or go home in a hurry. I ran three laps with Yan Hang, and my breathing was well adjusted without being too panting.

It was the first time for Yan Hang to run with someone, and he would feel awkward if someone approached him while running, but today he felt okay.

For most of the first day of junior high school, I ran silently and happily, occasionally saying a word or two.

Not so lonely anymore.

After running quickly and slowly for half an hour, they stopped and walked along the road.

"I invite you to drink water." Chu Yi said.

"I'll treat you," Yan Hang said, "You can't even afford two bowls of noodles."

"Today, yes," the first day of the junior high school smiled, "Pocket money has been issued, it has been issued."

"How much?" Yan Hang asked.

"Enough for you to drink, water." Chu Yi patted his trouser pocket.

"I don't drink plain water," Yan Hang raised his eyebrows, "I want sweet, iced black tea."

"No question, question." The first day of the junior high school also raised his eyebrows, "Yes, it's money."

On the first day of junior high school, I bought two bottles of iced black tea at the small supermarket next door, and took him to the chair next to the green belt to sit down.

"Big money." Yan Hang unscrewed the bottle cap and took a sip.

"No, it's very big." Said the first day of the junior high school.

Yan Hang laughed for a long time, and after drinking two more sips of iced black tea, he suddenly found that there seemed to be water glistening on the railing in front of him.

"Isn't it? Is this the river?" He stood up and walked to the railing. There was indeed a river, but it was obviously cleaner than the tree hole, and the water volume was larger.

"Well," Chu Yi came over and sat on the railing, "This is the upper, upper reaches."

"Then why don't you come here and find a tree hole to talk about." Yan Hang leaned against the railing.

"There are a lot of people." Chu Yi said.

"Not everyone..." Yan Hang glanced at him, "They will all bully you."

"I'm used to it." Chu Yi smiled.

"Actually, I don't like places with too many people," Yan Hang said, "except when I'm working."

"Why don't you, don't you go to school?" asked the first day of junior high school.

"Basically I haven't been there," Yan Hang said, "Anyway, I can't stay in any place for long."

Looking at him on the first day of junior high school, I didn't speak for a long time.

Yan Hang took a cigarette out of his pocket and took it out. When he was touching the lighter, he found a steel coin. He took it out and looked at it with a smile: "The first day of junior high school."

"Huh?" Chu Yi looked at him.

"Let me do a magic trick for you," Yan Hang said, "My dad taught me the magic skill of picking up girls."

"Bubble, is it here yet?" Chuyi asked.

Yan Hang looked at him.

"No?" Chu Yi said.

Yan Hang clicked his tongue.

"Then I am, and I am not, girl." Chu Yi said.

"I said I'll do a magic trick for you, did I fucking say I'm going to pick you up?" Yan Hang said.

"Well," Chuyi said with a smile, "When you pick up girls, do you mean I want to pick up girls?"

"Do you know why you stutter?" Yan Hang said.

"I know," Chu nodded, "Too, sorry."

"Shut up if you know it!" Yan Hang stretched out his hand, took off the ring on his little finger, gently clenched his fist with the back of his hand upward, and put the steel iron between his fingers, "Open your eyes and see."

"Okay." The first day of the junior high school stared at the steel coin very intently.

Yan Hang moved his fingers lightly, and the steel fork rolled from between the index finger and middle finger to between the middle finger and ring finger, and with another light movement, the steel fork rolled between the ring finger and little finger again.

"I, too," said Chuyi, "Not yet, not slow, move."

Yan Hang glanced at him, didn't speak, and sped up the speed, and the steel pen turned all the way back again and again. It seemed that Chu opened his mouth to speak, so he pointed at Chuyi.

Chuyi closed his mouth and continued to stare.

The steel coin rolled back and forth between the fingers faster and faster, and then Yan Hang shook his hand, and the steel coin disappeared beside the little finger.

The first day of junior high school reacted so quickly that Yan Hang was a little surprised. He grabbed Yan Hang's wrist and reached into his cuff with his fingers to feel it.

"Is there?" Yan Hang raised the corner of his mouth.

"No," Chu Yi looked at him, "I am, shouldn't I ask, go, where did you go?"

"En." Yan Hang nodded.

"Going, where are you?" Chu Yi asked.

Yan Hang slammed his hand in front of his eyes, and with a wrong finger, the steel coin was caught between his index finger and middle finger: "Here it is."

"Wow!" Chu Yi yelled, then added after a pause, "I don't, I'm not acting."

"Again?" Yan Hang looked at him.

Chu nodded.

Yan Hang picked up his sleeves, exposed his arms, and put the steel hammer between his fingers.

Just when Chuyi was concentrating and preparing to stare at it, he shook his hand, and the steel hammer disappeared.

"Huh?" Chu Yi was taken aback.

"Quickly ask." Yan Hang clapped his hands, facing him.

"Where did you go?" I couldn't even bother to stutter in the first day of junior high school.

Yan Hang stretched out his hand and tapped on his chest, turned his palm over, and found that the steel forge was already lying in his palm: "Here it is."

"You're so flirtatious, girl," Chuyi looked at the steel pen and touched his chest, "Will you be beaten?"

Yan Hang didn't speak, he took out a Band-Aid in his pocket, quickly tore it off and stuck it on his mouth.

Chuyi touched his mouth and laughed.

"Did you see how it changed this time?" Yan Hang asked.

Shaking his head on the first day of the junior high school.

"That's right, I can't see clearly," Yan Hang threw the iron in his hand, "Do you know why?"

On the first day of the junior high school, he continued to shake his head.

"Because it's not an ordinary steel coin, it's a..." Yan Hang said, "The steel coin is fine."

On the first day of junior high school, he was taken aback for a moment, then tore off the Band-Aid on his mouth, and laughed wildly, his voice splitting with joy.

"Laughing fart," Yan Hang looked at him and smiled, "Here."

Chu looked at him with joy: "Huh?"

"This is for you," Yan Hang said, "My dad always told me that the iron is a talisman, because it is everywhere, everywhere."

In the first day of Chu, he was still breathing, and after taking the steel coin, he stared at it for a long time before raising his eyes: "Really?"

"Really." Yan Hang nodded.

"You are, you are not," Chuyi said softly, "I can't stay here, I can't stay here for a long time."

Yan Hang didn't make a sound, but patted him on the shoulder.

On the first day of the junior high school, he didn't speak any more, he put the steel hammer into his pocket, and pinched it again through his clothes.

When walking back slowly, Chu took out a steel coin from his pocket: "Steel, the coin is fine."

"Well, he's fine." Yan Hang said.

On the first day of the junior high school, he turned his head: "Yan Hang."

"What?" Yan Hang asked.

"Where do you come from?" asked the first day of the junior high school.

"From many places." Yan Hang smiled.

"Then where are you from?" asked the first day of the junior high school again.

Yan Hang looked at him. This question was not particularly easy to answer. He didn't even have a place name in his mind like many people did.

"Hometown, yes, where?" The first day of junior high school probably thought he didn't understand.

"My hometown," Yan Hang took a breath, looked up at the night sky, and slowly exhaled, "I am my hometown."

When we broke up at the intersection, the first day of the junior high school took out the steel coin again: "Do you still have it? Fine?"

"Be civilized." Yan Hang said.

"Steel is fine." Chuyi said.

"Yes," Yan Hang nodded, "So it's a talisman, it's found everywhere."

"Well," Chu put the steel hammer back, "good night."

"Good night." Yan Hang said.

When Yan Hang returned home, his father was not there, but when he opened the door, he saw an envelope on the table.

Dad came back and left again.

He is very familiar with this envelope, the edges of the paper are frayed, and the four corners are curled. Every time he sees this envelope, he feels panicked.

"I haven't come back for half a month, so you open it." Dad said.

Over the years, he has seen this envelope several times. Although his father came back within half a month each time, he never had the chance to open it.

But he didn't want to open it, or even see it.

Yan Hang took an English book that he would not read for the time being, opened it, put the envelope in, and stuffed it under the coffee table.

The less it feels hidden, the better.

When I got home on the first day of junior high school, there were only my mother and grandma smoking a cigarette in the living room.

"Where did you get the shoes?" Mom saw the shoes on his feet at a glance.

"It belongs to a classmate." Chu took off his shoes.

"The new one or the old one?" Mom came over, picked up the shoes and looked at them, "Yo, it's still a pair of NBs."

"Well," the first day of the junior high school responded, "the old one."

"Where are those pairs?" Mom looked at him.

"The sole of the shoe fell off, it fell off," Chu Yi said softly, "it's sold."

Those shoes should not be thrown away, they should be brought back. Grandma sells the rags every month, and even saves the medicine box, but he really has no way to take those shoes back in front of Yan Hang.

"How much did you sell for?" Mom asked immediately.

"Ten yuan." Said the first day of the junior high school.

"It can be sold for at least 15! The bottom is made of rubber," my mother frowned, "Forget it, let's go for ten yuan, and you can keep the pocket money."

"Hmm." Chu Yi replied.

"Let me tell you, you are a prodigal!" Grandma was very dissatisfied with her cigarette in her mouth, "Ten yuan! What is ten yuan enough for?"

"That pile of cardboard boxes of yours can't be sold for ten yuan," my mother said irritably, "you're just biting money, money, money!"

"I'm not biting money, you give me money? Do you have money? If you buy a house quickly, you don't have to listen to my money!" Grandma pointed at her mother.

"I went to two construction sites yesterday," my mother sat back on the sofa. "Now the house price is going crazy. The house in Hexi is almost [-]!"

"Don't think about the houses in the urban area, the suburbs! The county town! Nowhere! His father has a car, so it's easy to commute to and from get off work," grandma said twice, "Do you have to follow Erping to buy a house in Hexi? Buy it there."

"Fart!" Mom said.

"She just relies on her father to get her money. Just watch, sooner or later she will lose everything." Grandma said.

"I think so too." Mom took a sip of tea.

On the first day of junior high school, I lay down on the desk, took out my mobile phone, and turned the screen to the darkest, trying not to let my mother and grandma be aware of my existence.

He struggled to open WeChat, entered Moments after 1 years, and finally saw the contents of Moments after waiting another 3000 years.

Fortunately, brother Xing Tian's circle of friends is the first one today.

It's still a circle of senior English friends who can't understand.

With a picture.

It took a few clicks at the beginning to confirm that this is a completely black picture, and it is not that it has not been loaded.

-The fear from deep within