A Lucky Coin

I didn't know this girl from the old Zhang family at all on the first day of junior high school, but judging by the appearance of the old girl from the Zhang family, it seemed that we should have met each other, probably when he was a little bitch the size of a carrot head.

"You guys are really tall," said the old girl from Zhang's family as she walked with her bag on her back. "Two years ago when you went to your grandpa's house for the Chinese New Year, you were not as tall as me."

"Ah." Chu Yi replied.

He can't even chat with girls on WeChat, and it's even more impossible to do this face-to-face. But even though he can't remember her, he's still an old neighbor. there.

So he searched for a long time, and finally found a sentence, which in his opinion was quite important, and it was not polite nonsense at all.

"What's your name, what's your name?" Chu Yi asked.

The old girl from the Zhang family suddenly turned her head and glanced at him, with a shocked and embarrassed expression on her face: "You don't remember my name?"

It's not that I don't remember.

I don't know at all.

I am sorry.

"My name is Zhang Ying," the old Zhang family girl said with some disappointment, "my name is so common that I can't even remember it."

"Remember." Chu Yi said.

Zhang Ying glanced at him and smiled again: "You will graduate next year, right?"

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

"Do you want to stay there?" Zhang Ying said, "Hey, it's pretty good, the seaside is so beautiful."

"Yeah." Chu nodded. Originally, he had to say these two sentences twice, but Zhang Ying finished speaking once, which saved him trouble.

"Then..." Zhang Ying was probably trying to find a topic, "You guys who study auto repair, do you have any girls?"

"No." Chu Yi said.

The conversation was not going on, and I felt very sorry for Zhang Ying on the first day of junior high school, and couldn't help but look back at my grandparents.

Zhang Ying was probably also embarrassed, so she also looked back, and then walked over: "Grandma, let me help you, it's a little slippery."

"It's okay, it's okay," grandma said with a smile, "my legs and feet are pretty good."

On the first day of junior high school, I gave up the idea of ​​helping grandpa in the past. The girl went to help one, and I followed the other.

He had to carry the box in front alone.

Fortunately, the station was not too far from home, so he walked tenaciously, faster and faster.

When I was downstairs at my grandfather's house, I happened to meet my father coming out. When I saw him, my father was stunned: "Where are your grandparents?"

"After..." Looking back on the first day of the junior high school, he found that at some point, he had already thrown off the three people behind him, "They walked slowly."

"Aren't you embarrassed?" Dad took his box and said in a low voice, "Your grandma thought you didn't have any friends. It happened that the girl from Zhang's family came back to celebrate the New Year. When she talked about you, she said that she was about the same age, so she wanted to Let you make more friends..."

"Neither do I, I don't know her." The first day of the junior high school also whispered.

"Yeah, I told you not to do this, but your grandma didn't listen." Dad walked back, "It's like this when you're old, and you can worry about it."

The first day smiled.

When walking behind my father, I saw the white hair on my father's head on the first day of the junior high school.

He was stunned.

Dad was only in his early forties, and he was released last time without charge. When the two of them met, Dad's hair was still black. I haven't seen him for a long time. He actually has gray hair... and there are quite a lot of them, on the top of the head, on the back of the head The edge, and temples.

The first day of the junior high school sighed softly: "You dye, dye your hair."

"I bought hair dye," Dad said, "I haven't bothered to get it done yet. My hair turned gray early, so follow your grandfather."

The first day of junior high school did not speak.

When I got home and put my luggage away, my grandparents entered the house.

As soon as she entered the room, the grandma sighed: "This kid on the first day of junior high school, really, he threw the little girl away and left like a ghost."

"I don't, I don't know her." Chuyi also sighed.

"We'll get to know each other after chatting," grandma said, "you didn't have any friends with that personality before, but later I saw that you had a very close relationship with Wuxingxing. I thought that this child could have friends too, so I wanted to You get to know more friends..."

Five stars is that a friend?

Five stars are not friends!

The five stars are his boyfriend, he is an incredible baby, can he compare with ordinary people...

"At least he must be a young man," Dad said, "You suddenly grab a little girl, how can you make friends in the first grade of junior high school?"

"You have to learn a little bit now," grandma continued to sigh. "You said this child will start working next year, and when he grows up, he should talk about friends and get married. Where can he find a wife with this personality?"

"You just can worry about it," Grandpa laughed, "You're only 18 years old."

"I only have this one grandson, so why don't I worry about it?" Grandma said, "If I had known how many more children I would have had in the past, we would have had only one child at that time."

While chatting, grandparents went into the kitchen to prepare dishes. On the first day of the new year, they entered the house and walked around. There are only two rooms here for grandparents.

Now that there is no mother, he lives with his father, which is more spacious, but for some reason, he feels a little uncomfortable.

Maybe it's because he really changed a lot, those things that he didn't think about and didn't mind at all before, now he can pay attention to them.

"It's just the two of us now, you don't need to build a folding bed," Dad followed in, "It's good."

Chu Chu took a look at Dad, didn't speak, and took out the dried seafood from the suitcase, and Dad took it to the kitchen and gave it to his grandparents.

After laying out a new quilt brought out by grandma, Dad entered the room again and sat on the chair next to him, watching him.

After a long time, he sighed: "Do you have any news about your mother?"

"No." Chu Yi said.

"I don't know where I went," Dad said, "Even if you want to get a divorce, you have to come back."

I didn't know what to say on the first day of junior high school, so I could only remain silent.

"The dog is going home to see his grandparents." Yan Hang stood on the balcony railing, holding a mobile phone in his hand, and took pictures of the scattered lights in the distance. "This year I have to celebrate the New Year alone."

- touch the head

- I'm alone too, with you

-hug brother tian

- When will the puppy come back?

"In the third grade of junior high school," Yan Hang said, "money lovers have to come back and work to make money."

-Brother Xiaotian's cannons are fired more densely than ours.

- There are too many cannons on my side, and I can’t hear the live broadcast sound clearly

- It’s such an exaggeration to post it before you reach thirty, but we banned it here, and secretly released it

Yan Hang set the phone on the farthest and brightest building, and he has not figured out where it is yet, watching the girls chatting on the screen.

It was almost like this in the past, he occasionally said a few words, and then watched the young ladies chatting, except for the occasional show of their hands when cooking, the young ladies would blow it up, and other times they just looked like they had never been popular before. The style of the outdated anchor.

- Brother Xiaotian, won't you cook something to eat today?

- don't talk about food, i'm hungry

- I haven't eaten yet

"The security guard downstairs is going to set off fireworks." Yan Hang looked down and pointed his phone downstairs, "This security guard raised a hedgehog, but when he grew up, he found a wife and ignored him."

-hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha so depressing big brother security guard

- The hedgehog has never been broadcast live, someday watch the hedgehog

- hibernate now

- Hedgehogs still hibernate?

Yan Hang patted on the fireworks set off by the security guard downstairs. The firework set off by the security guard was quite brilliant, with rich colors and a large number. It took 10 minutes to finish all the fireworks.

"I went to watch TV." Yan Hang quit the live broadcast and stretched.

After going back to the house and taking a shower, there was a message from the first day of the new year on the phone.

-Are you tired today

- It's okay, I seem to get used to it every day, how about you?

-It's good, but it's a little awkward to share a room with my dad at night, so I don't have much to say

- isn't it like this before?

- well , but he used to talk to my mom , i was by myself

Yan Hang smiled and called Chu.

The first day of junior high school over there quickly answered the phone, with a very serious and cold voice: "Hello."

"Hung up." Yan Hang said.

"Don't, don't, don't," Chu said in a low voice. He heard the voice panting, and probably ran upstairs to the terrace. "Just now, my dad was here. He's on the side. He's uncomfortable."

"Your father-son relationship is true." Yan Hang sighed.

"I can't help it. It's been here for so many years. Like this," the first day of junior high school also sighed, "I can't find anything. If I can't talk to him, talk to him."

"After a few drinks, we can talk." Yan Hang said.

"He's talking too much after drinking a few cups," Chu Yi smiled, and then lowered his voice after thinking about it, "My dad has gray hair."

"Your father isn't very old, is he?" Yan Hang said, "I guess it's quite worrying right now."

"Well," the first day of the first day of the junior high school responded, "you will be with me tomorrow, Uncle Cui is here, have you been at home?"

"Yes," Yan Hang said, "We just plan to eat something casually, and I have to go to work on the first day of junior high school."

"Think, me?" Chu asked in a low voice.

"Yes," Yan Hang laughed, "Come back soon."

"I'll be back in the third year of junior high school. I'll come back. I figured out that next year I'll pick up my grandpa and grandma. I'll take it over and forget about the year," said the first day of junior high school, "I won't use it, just run back."

"That's fine," Yan Hang said, "Let them see your current situation too, so that you don't have to worry about whether you are doing well."

"Hey," Chuyi sighed, "I'm too worried."

"What's wrong?" Yan Hang asked.

"Today, I brought the neighbor's daughter to pick me up," Chu Yi said, "I don't know each other."

Yan Hang was stunned: "Blind date? What's the custom in your place, blind date for minors?"

"No, no," said the first day of junior high school, "my grandma told me to learn to get along with women and girls."

"Why do you want to get along with girls?" Yan Hang clicked his tongue.

There was no sound on the first day of the junior high school, and he sighed again.

"I'm afraid you won't be able to get a girlfriend and get married in the future," Yan Hang also sighed, "The old lady thinks so far."

"Are you angry?" Chu Yi asked.

"Why am I angry?" Yan Hang smiled, "It's none of your business, your grandma didn't do anything."

"Or..." The first day of the junior high school seemed to be making up his mind, and after a while he could be heard gritting his teeth, "I'll tell them, it's a deal."

"What?" Yan Hang was stunned.

"I'm not getting married," said the first day of the junior high school, "I want to live with five or five stars."

"No," Yan Hang said hurriedly, "For those who celebrate the New Year, don't talk about this, you still let the old man celebrate the New Year."

"...Then what, what should we do?" Chu Yi said.

"Let's talk about it later, how old are you," Yan Hang said, "No one is forcing you to get married right now."

"Oh." Chuyi replied.

Yan Hang didn't speak anymore, listening to the breathing of the first day of junior high school on the phone, he was a little lost.

He was very moved. In the first day of junior high school, he hardly thought too much or hesitated about this matter. Although even if he hesitated, even if he didn't dare to say anything, it was normal.

But the first reaction of the first grade of junior high school is to say.

The little fart is quite fierce.

After chatting with Chuyi for a few words and hanging up the phone, Yan Hang lay down on the sofa and turned around with his mobile phone.

gay.

He had never thought about this question before he mentioned it in the first day of junior high school.

Dad was missing, and he didn't need someone to come out to.

But now his father is there, and if Cui Yi brings a message, he doesn't even have to wait until he meets his father.

There shouldn't be any pressure to come out to my dad. My dad seems to be a person who can accept anything, and I'm quite used to him. If I really found out, I probably wouldn't have any objections, at most I would be surprised.

Even if you object, it doesn't matter.

Yan Hang bit his lip, probably as revenge for him leaving without saying goodbye, and for not being a competent father in some respects for more than ten years.

That's right.

Yan Hang snapped his fingers.

Then took out the phone.

When he said "I love you", he was robbed of his lines in the first grade of junior high school, which made him very upset. This time he can easily lead.

- when are you going to see my dad

Yan Hang sent a message to Cui Yi.

"I'll be there tomorrow, not to discuss the case, but to chat for a while," Cui Yi, a middle-aged man who doesn't like typing, sent a voice, "If you have anything to say, I'll bring it for you."

-Tell him it’s fine if I get fat, otherwise I’ll take it after the Chinese New Year

"What else?" Cui Yi asked.

Yan Hang took the phone around a few more times, then quickly typed a line and sent it to Cui Yi.

- i want to come out with him

Less than a minute later, Cui Yi called.

Yan Hang answered the phone: "Hello?"

"First day?" Cui Yi asked right away.

"...Why do you react so quickly?" Yan Hang was stunned.

"I've seen that something is wrong with you two," Cui Yi said, "you've been lingering all day long."

"Don't say it so disgusting." Yan Hang clicked his tongue.

Cui Yi was silent for a few seconds and asked again: "Really? Don't make fun of your uncle about this."

"No kidding," Yan Hang cleared his throat, "Really."

Cui Yi didn't make a sound, as if he was thinking.

"Uncle Cui, tell me," Yan Hang put his legs on the coffee table, "Can my dad accept this?"

"He doesn't accept the use of farts, and it's not his decision," Cui Yi said, "You don't have to worry about whether he can accept it or not."

"Then can he?" Yan Hang asked.

"Yes," Cui Yi said, "Your father has never seen anything, old vixen."

"Well," Yan Hang smiled, "Then after the New Year, you can send him a message for me. I will write a letter, and you can take it to show him. Actually, I also thought about saying it in person, but I I'm in a hurry, and I feel a little embarrassed, he used to take me to eavesdrop on people's corners and listen to men and women."

"...Your Yan Zhiyuan's father is really unique." Cui Yi was a little speechless.

"Uncle Cui," Yan Hang said, "Then can you accept it?"

"Yes, there's nothing you can't," Cui Yi said, "especially if your father can't accept crying and shouting, I can still watch the theater on the sidelines."

Yan Hang smiled and said nothing.

"Why don't I take the letter and show it to him tomorrow," Cui Yi said, "How about making him have a bad year."

"Are you two really buddies?" Yan Hang said, "It's not that he tricked you, are you looking for revenge now?"

"Not a buddy," Cui Yi said bluntly, "He won't be a buddy when I want to watch a play."

"Fuck." Yan Hang smiled.

"Don't worry," Cui Yi said, "I'll see the situation."

"Well, thank you Uncle Cui," Yan Hang said, "I'll cook you a big meal tomorrow."

Yan Hang gave Cui Yi the letter to his father.

The letter was written just like the last letter Dad left him.

It was wrapped in an envelope, and inside was a piece of paper torn from a notebook with a few simple words written on it.

I have a boyfriend.

But Cui Yi said that he wanted to watch a play and watch his father cry and cry, but Thirty'er went to the detention center that day, and he still didn't mention it. I bought a large lucky red envelope.

Cui Yi probably thought it would be more appropriate to let his father know after the new year.

Although Yan Hang felt that no matter when he told his father about this matter, he would not be under any pressure, but when he knew that Cui Yi did not tell his father on New Year's Eve, he was slightly relieved.

After all, it's a big deal. If Dad really can't accept it, it's going to be a hard year.

This year is going by like a year, like a year, Yan Hang arrived at the airport almost two hours ahead of schedule.

After almost three hours of stunned, I finally saw the information about the arrival of the plane on the first day of junior high school.

"I'm out!" The first day of junior high school called immediately.

"I've been standing here at the exit for three hours," Yan Hang said, "my legs are two circles thicker."

"I'll give it later, pinch your legs." Chuyi said with a smile.

"Pinching the legs is not enough." Yan Hang clicked his tongue.

"Big, wide audience," said Chuyi, "control one, a little."

"Hurry up," Yan Hang said, "run out."

"Okay." Chuyi hung up the phone.

In less than 2 minutes, Yan Hang saw the first day of junior high school rushing out of it all the way.

Although the days are like years, Yan Hang still feels that he can bear it these few days, and it is not too difficult, but when he saw the first day of junior high school dragging the box and running out with the wind, he suddenly felt that his whole body was transparent from top to bottom.

The mood lifted, and even the pores were opened, and a fresh breeze was blowing out together.

On the first day of junior high school, he ran two or three meters away from him before stopping suddenly, and then slid over on the slippery ground.

"Damn," Yan Hang looked down at his shoes, "Why are your shoes so non-slip."

"My lord, I bought the running shoes from the street stall." The first day of the junior high school laughed uncontrollably. "I fell down once a day, and I didn't dare to tell him."

Yan Hang enjoyed himself for a long time, and stretched his arms after recovering: "Come and hug me."

Chu Yi hugged him, tightened his arms very hard, buried his face in his neck and took two deep breaths: "Xiang."

Yan Hang turned his head and kissed his ear quietly: "Miss me?"

"I think," the first day of the junior high school was still buried in his neck, "I can't think about it, I can't, I'm afraid of talking in my sleep, let me call your name, my dad listens, hears."

Yan Hang smiled: "As for?"

"As for," said the first day of the junior high school, "it's not like you, who still recite it and live broadcast behind my back."

"You know all of this," Yan Hang said.

"It's still seen by me, it's here." Chuyi said.

"Did you read it?" Yan Hang was stunned.

"Well," Chu nodded, "I haven't, haven't watched it on my phone, I've watched your live broadcast."

"Then you didn't make a fuss." Yan Hang clicked his tongue.

"Your live broadcast is really, really boring." The first day of the junior high school also clicked his tongue, "I don't have the desire to make fun of it."

"Then what desire do you have?" Yan Hang asked.

"...You guessed it." Chu Yi said.

"I guess you are a fart girl," Yan Hang patted his buttocks, "Let's go, the car is outside, and Lao Cui will go out later, so I have to return the car to him."

"Wait a minute, one minute." Chu Yi said.

"What's wrong?" Yan Hang asked.

On the first day of the lunar new year, he gently pushed against him: "Wait for me to calm down."

"Fuck," Yan Hang felt some fighting spirit, "Are you holding back?"

"Yes." Chu nodded.

Originally, I was not so excited. On the first day of the junior high school, I closed my eyes and focused on the possible faults that might occur when the engine made abnormal noises.

After all, it's not a day or two since I've been fooling around with Yan Hang.

But he couldn't help but find out all the information he found for himself some time ago, all of them bloomed the moment he saw Yan Hang, and they were all competing for beauty.

After counting dozens of faults and troubleshooting methods, the first day of the junior high school finally calmed down and let go of the arm that had been holding Yan Hang.

"Okay?" Yan Hang squinted at his crotch.

"Okay," Chu Yi jumped twice, "Let's go."

Back downstairs at Yan Hang's house, Cui Yi was already waiting downstairs. Seeing Chuyi get off the car, he first took a red envelope and handed it over: "Happy New Year to me."

"Uncle Cui, Happy New Year, good luck." The first day of the new year said with a smile.

"Take it," Cui Yi put the red envelope in his hand, "This year you will be doing an internship and getting ready to go to work. I wish you success in your work and make a lot of money every day."

"Thank you Uncle Cui." On the first day of the junior high school, he happily accepted the red envelope.

The red envelope was very thick, he was a little surprised, but he didn't have the nerve to open it in front of Cui Yi to read it.

It wasn't until Cui Yi drove away and got into the elevator with Yan Hang that he quickly opened the red envelope: "Why is it so thick, is it all in one piece?"

Yan Hang smiled and said nothing.

"Damn!" After opening the red envelope and looking at the thick stack of 100 yuan, the first day of junior high school was shocked, "Yes! No! It's wrong! I took the wrong red envelope! It's wrapped!"

"That's right," Yan Hang said, "I'm the same age this year, you must be the same as me."

"Why?" On the first day of junior high school, he was still surprised. His relationship with Cui Yi must not be as deep as that between Yan Hang and Cui Yi.

"I'll tell you later," Yan Hang walked out of the elevator, "If we talk about this, it will delay the business."

"What's the matter?" The first day of the junior high school followed him.

Yan Hang took out the key to open the door, turned around and dragged him into the room, kicked the suitcase to the side, kicked the door shut, and then grabbed his clothes and said, "Pull the dog."

On the first day of junior high school, he paused for a second, and when Yan Hang's hand entered his pants, he hugged Yan Hang, and pushed Yan Hang into the bedroom with kisses, touches, and licks.

"Don't pet the dog." Chu Yi gasped.

"Huh?" Yan Hang looked at him.

"I want to become an adult," Chu Yi said.