A Lucky Coin

Several people in the dormitory got up about the same time today. When they first got out of bed, the toilet was occupied by Wu Xu. Several people stood in the dormitory brushing their teeth.

I also squeezed toothpaste and stood by the window on the first day of the junior high school, breathing the fresh morning air, so I could wake up quickly and calm down.

Li Ziqiang was still lying on the bed. On the first day of the new year, he was thinking about calling him. Zhang Qiang came over and patted Li Ziqiang's arm twice: "Get up! I'm going to be late!"

"Hey!" Li Ziqiang roared and slapped the bedboard, "Fuck you uncle!"

"Fuck." Zhang Qiang ignored him, turned and walked away.

"Mom, I have a spring dream! Let you take pictures of me!" Li Ziqiang shouted again.

When the word "Chun Meng" popped out, Chu Yi was shocked, almost stabbing the toothbrush into his throat. Chenbo made Li Ziqiang's voice startled.

"What did you dream of?" Hu Biao asked in amusement.

"I didn't see my face clearly, anyway, a very gentle woman, I have to unbutton her underwear," Li Zi stretched out intently, and sat up while yawning, "Maybe it's the one I'm seeing during the day. Girl, go check it out today to see if you can match it."

On the first day of the first day of the new year, he was holding a toothbrush in his mouth, and the surging heart was almost on his face. Li Ziqiang got out of bed and took a look at him: "Hey, why are you in a daze? Is the toothpaste delicious?"

I was fine in the first year of the junior high school, but when he asked this, he swallowed half of the foam.

He actually doesn't dream very much. He falls asleep every day and wakes up when he opens his eyes. Even if he can dream, he doesn't remember the content, and he is all messed up. Once he returned the door until he became a threshold stone, and he was perverted every day. I have stepped on it, and in my dreams I feel so miserable that I can compete with Xiaobaicai.

Finally, I had a pretty full dream. I remembered the plot clearly and my face was visible. The result.

People have spring...no matter what dreams are, they dream of women anyway.

When it comes to him having a dream, he dreams of Yan Hang.

Think day by day and dream at night.

After washing and dressing in the first year of the junior high school, I analyzed it for myself. I did think of Yan Hang during the day, not to mention the day. In this year, he did not miss Yan Hang. Now it is easy to find him. The dream is also normal.

Besides, he has never had close contact with anyone, and Yan Hang was the first.

He wanted to dream of being a woman, and it was hard for him to be ignored by a girl.

That's probably the case.

This should be an accident.

After this day, I didn't have any awkward dreams in the first day of the day, probably because the military training was busy.

The military training at the school is not too hard, although because of the hot weather, the seaside and the high humidity in the air, their military training uniforms are simply stinking.

But compared to other schools, they are relatively relaxed. A few days ago, they walked back and forth on the playground, then went to shoot for a long time, and finally had a training session.

But the sun is too bad.

In the past few days, I took a few more sneaky selfies on the first day of the day, but found that I was so dark that there was a kind of rusticity from the heart, so I gave up.

-Do you practice today?

Yan Hang sent a message in the morning.

-Yes, fortunately I have NB

-A pair of old shoes. I have worn them for a year. The bottoms are worn out.

-No, I can wear a pair of shoes for three years

I looked at the soles on the first day of the new year. The soles were quite thick, and it was not easy to wear them, but the edges of the shoes were already damaged a lot.

A little distressed.

He is actually very helpless. These shoes are very comfortable. When he went to buy shoes, which pair was not as comfortable as this pair, it was as comfortable as this pair... I couldn't afford it.

Affordable and reluctant.

So he didn't buy any other shoes and wore them for a year.

I don’t know how many kilometers I practice today. I heard that I have to climb mountains.

In short, from the beginning, he was heartbroken.

The training team was pretty neat at the beginning, and within a kilometer of going out, they were all formed.

Hu Biao stuffed a lot of food in his schoolbag and ate with them as he walked.

"You still have a body like this." Zhou Chunyang couldn't stand it anymore.

"Snacks are not fat people." Hu Biao said.

"That also depends on what snacks are," Zhou Chunyang said. "Your snacks are all meat."

"...Could you not use the words to say what to eat?" Hu Biao glared at him.

"The appetite is quite shallow." Zhou Chunyang smiled.

He didn't speak much in the first year of the junior high school, and he kept looking around, the unfamiliar scenery made him feel happy.

"One day, let's go to the beach to play," Zhang Qiang said, "I have been here for a few days. I haven't seen the sea yet, so I just smelled it."

Hearing Zhang Qiang's words, he suddenly realized that it was true.

Before he came, he thought about the sea, the sea, the sea...

Then I forgot, let alone the sea, it seems that I haven't looked at the sea level.

I really want to go to the beach with Yan Hang.

"Sign a word." Someone threw a list on the bar in front of Yan Hang.

Yan Hang raised his eyes and looked at it. It was an old employee's horsepower.

At first, Yan Hang felt that this person's EQ was too low, but later found out that he had made a mistake in his judgment. Not only did he have a low EQ, but he also had a standard old employee style of relying on and selling old.

Since Chen Jinling began to take his familiar work with the foreman, Ma Li has never said anything outside of work, and almost coughed out his discomfort with him.

In the past, I often went to have a meal with other colleagues and play cards, and then it became as long as he went, the horsepower would not go... After a few times, there were no more colleague gatherings, or even if there were, No one called them anymore.

Yan Hang sighed, his heart tired.

What horsepower threw over was a free bill.

Sometimes colleagues from the marketing department in the restaurant invite customers to come over for dinner. They have a monthly free quota, and the foreman can sign a word. But today, Yan Hang did not see any customers.

When he used to work as a waiter, he knew that sometimes someone in the marketing department had not used up the quota at the end of the month, so he would come to eat by himself, and if he had a better relationship with the waiter, he could avoid the order.

Chen Jinling got stuck on this very tightly, usually only when she was not in the front hall.

He went to a small meeting at noon and was not in the restaurant, but he passed by before the meeting and saw two people from the marketing department eating, and there were no customers.

From Ma Li's point of view, he is an acting foreman, let alone not in front of him, even in his presence, it is not a big deal, pretending to be a fool, the quota is not exceeded, and the manager generally does not check.

If Yan Hang was still a waiter, he might have played this foolishly.

But now he has to look at things from Chen Jinling's point of view. Whether the agent is formal, he is always the foreman, and horsepower has not troubled him once or twice. He is really upset.

"Which customer did you invite?" Yan Hang asked, "Why didn't I see their customers?"

"You are so busy, you are not in the restaurant at noon," Ma Li said, "Are there any customers you can see?"

"I saw them," Yan Hang said. "There is no reason to eat them first without waiting for customers to come, right?"

"Do you know who it is? These two went to the marketing department last month," Ma Li sneered. "You know each other?"

"I will never forget it if I have seen it," Yan Hang flicked his finger on the bar. "Not to mention that they have been in the marketing department for a month. I can remember them even if they only came for one day."

"You have a strong memory, do you want to give you a certificate?" Ma Li said.

"The certificate is unnecessary. You can applaud and cheer for me in your heart," Yan Hang said, "but I can't sign this character. If you want it, let them fill it up, if you want it, you can fill it up."

"Is the majesty coming to me?" Ma Li looked at him, "The agent foreman thought he was really a foreman? Don't be too happy. I'm afraid that you won't be able to accept the new foreman's job as a waiter. "

"Is there anything I can't adapt? Let me go to PA to do cleaning," Yan Hang smiled, "I have been washing dishes in the back kitchen before I came here."

"Yan Hang," Ma Li looked at him, "If this happens to Manager Tang, I'm afraid you may not be justified."

"That's okay," Yan Hang nodded, "Why don't you complain to me, it's not that you never complained anyway."

Yan Hang just said this casually. He had only speculated before, and was not sure.

But Ma Li's stiff expression flashed past, but he gave him a definite answer.

"Or you can sign it," Zhang Chen walked to him after Ma Li walked away and whispered, "I haven't done this much before."

"I might be acting stupid if I didn't see it," Yan Hang looked down at the drink list, "but I did."

"Oh," Zhang Chen sighed, "Mr Tang was hired by Manager Tang, I'm afraid he will embarrass you."

"It's okay," Yan Hang said, "I am not afraid of being embarrassed by others."

"Arrogant." Zhang Chen smiled.

Yan Hang is not too so-called, complaints, if you really get him to wash the dishes, he just wants to go to the back kitchen, from the beginning of the dishes, there is no problem, there is not so much trouble.

After get off work, he took out his cell phone and looked at it, and sent a message over an hour before the first day of the new year.

-Our military training is over!

He called the phone, and the ringer over there didn't ring, so he picked up the phone in the first year of the junior high.

"Brother Dog has worked hard in military training," he said.

"Serve the people, the people." said the first day.

Yan Hang laughed and looked at the time: "Have you eaten yet?"

"No," said the first day, "waiting for you, please."

"Come out, take you to a big meal," Yan Hang said, "take a taxi out."

"Okay," the sound of closing the door came from the first day of the junior high school, "I'm out, here."

"Are you just squatting by the door of the dormitory?" Yan Hang stretched out his hand and called for a car.

"Brother Dog," said the first day of the new year, "I will still sleep tomorrow, next to the sleeping door."

Yan Hang talked to him casually, and after getting in the car, he felt that the whole afternoon's depression had disappeared.

Today, Yan Hang went to the entrance of Xiaoli’s barbecue earlier than the first day of the new year, and he arrived 20 minutes late on the first day of the new year.

When I got out of the car and saw him, I ran over immediately: "How long have you been?"

"Two minutes." Yan Hang smiled.

"No, it's possible," said the first day of the new year, "you came here, right?"

"You just smoked a cigarette and you were there," Yan Hang said, "Let's go, what do you want to eat? Don't eat Xiao Li's barbecue today, right?"

"I want to go and see the sea," he was a little embarrassed after he finished speaking, "is it far?"

"Not far away," Yan Hang sighed, "I'm really a little confused, I forgot that you haven't been to the beach...Go, I'll take you to eat seafood first, and then go to see the sea."

"Can you see it at night, can you see it?" asked the first day of the day.

"Yes," Yan Hang said, "If you can't see you, go down and lick it."

"After the lick, there is still time to go shopping, street?" asked again on the first day.

"You want to buy something?" Yan Hang quickly glanced at his shoes. He was a good economist on the first day of the junior high school, and he wouldn't have asked to go shopping until he had no choice.

Sure enough, he saw two holes in the shoes on the first day of the new year.

"It was the first time I saw someone wearing a hole in running shoes." He laughed.

"I haven't seen it, please," the first day of the new year looked down at the shoes, "I will bite one by one.

"Dog," Yan Hang said with a smile, "Then take you to the Beer Street to eat seafood. After eating, buy your shoes first, and then go to the beach."

"Good." Chuyi smiled.

The shoe was finally broken after a day of training, and I felt very distressed on the first day of the new year.

Such a good shoe is so broken.

Sitting in a taxi, he has been thinking about buying another pair of NBs. He is definitely reluctant to buy a pair of NBs. So what to buy?

He didn't know much about these things. When he was at home before, he was walking around in the commercial street at the door. He hadn't seen any signs, nor did he know them.

Yan Hang must know a lot, but Yan Hang doesn't have a lot of money to spend, in case he brings it to a store with hundreds of pairs of shoes... He has to talk to Yan Hang in advance.

"I just want to buy, buy..." Turning his head on the first day of the new year, the conversation stopped halfway through.

Yan Hang also turned his head and looked at him face to face.

He and Yan Hang didn't say that they were sitting next to each other in the car. They just squeezed to sleep twice. Yan Hang had kissed his forehead before.

But in the previous dream, Yan Hang's tight back suddenly flashed past his eyes.

Yan Hang's breathing and Yan Hang's voice became extremely clear, as if they were sticking to his face, a small spasm spread from the forehead to the tip of the nose, and then spread to the whole body.

Suddenly he had a strange feeling at this moment.

Strange is also mixed with confused and inexplicable embarrassment of guilty conscience.

He turned his face away and looked out the window: "Buy a pair of cheap shoes."

"Below two hundred?" Yan Hang asked.

"...Hmm." Chu Yi nodded in a daze.

After nodding, I regretted it again, for him to be less than fifty is cheap.

The first day of today is a bit strange.

From the time of eating, it has always been a bit strange.

He didn't talk as much as usual, and when his eyes caught up with him, he was a little dodge, and he would quickly look aside every time.

Usually, when I eat, my eyes are basically on two places, Cai and his face.

"Hey," Yan Hang kicked the first day under the table, "Master Dog, you are very stylish today."

"Huh?" The first day of the day was stunned.

"It feels like you don't want to talk to me much today?" Yan Hang asked.

"No!" I was anxious on the first day of the new year, and immediately sat upright, "No!"

"What happened?" Yan Hang asked again, "Tell me."

"No," he lowered his eyelids and bit a crab's foot on the first day of the new year.

"If there is nothing, then there is nothing wrong," Yan Hang smiled, "I'll tell you, it's safest to tell me what you want to do."

"I know." said the first day.

After eating the seafood meal and starting to go shopping, Yan Hang felt that his mood in the first year of junior high was quite high.

Was it because you were hungry before?

What kind of glutton does this person have to become so emotionally fluctuating because of being hungry?

"Fifty." The first day of the new year suddenly raised his hand and slapped him openly.

"What fifty?" Yan Hang looked at him.

On the first day of the first year of the junior high school, he glanced at the nearby shop with some embarrassment, and Yan Hang reacted: "Shoes under fifty?"

"Yeah." Chu nodded.

"Running shoes under fifty?" Yan Hang asked again.

"Ah." Chu nodded.

"Where can I buy running shoes under fifty, my dear," Yan Hang was helpless, and pointed to the shoes on his feet, "Or this pair, I bought it at 40 for you last month."

"I want new ones, new ones," said the first day.

"I want to hit you, do you think this request is reasonable?" Yan Hang looked at him.

"Look first, look." Chu Yi walked into a store.

Before Yan Hang could follow up, he backed out again. Yan Hang took a look inside and saw a 240 tag.

Super.

After the first year of junior high school, he seemed to abandon the shop next to him, and began to concentrate on the stalls in the middle of the road.

Yan Hang walked next to him helplessly, wondering how to make the first year of junior high school accept a pair of shoes from him.

"How is it?" asked him when he picked up a pair of shoes.

Yan Hang took a look, took the shoes in his hand and put them back on the booth: "Beautiful boy, although everyone now knows that you are a local dog, you don't have to personally prove that you are a local dog."

The first day of the new year laughed: "Then what, what to do, you help me choose."

"When is your birthday? I will give you a pair of shoes as a birthday present." Yan Hang said.

"It's over." Chuyi looked at him.

"Let's do it again," Yan Hang said, "I beg you."

"Don't send shoes," said in a low voice on the first day of the new year.

"That's it," Yan Hang looked aside, "You wait for me here."

Before Junior One could answer, he turned and ran into the small supermarket next to him: "Give me a red envelope, happy birthday."

When Yan Hang came over with a red envelope in his hand, he suddenly wanted to cry on the first day of the new year.

He knew what Yan Hang was thinking about, but just wanted him to buy a pair of better shoes.

"Here," Yan Hang put the red envelope in his hand, "Happy birthday."

"You really...really, really..." He was a little speechless.

"I'm so good," Yan Hang said, "I know, do you know why I treat you so well?"

"I'm handsome," said the first day.

Yan Hang opened his mouth and said nothing.

"Why." asked the first day.

"Because I'm indigenous to you," Yan Hang pulled his arm, "Let's go, there are five hundred yuan in the red envelope. It's not good to buy, but it's almost the same. Shoes, you get what you pay for. Buy ten pairs of fifty, not a pair of five hundred, you get it."

"Understood." Chu Yi felt that the arm held by Yan Hang no longer belonged to him, and he was so delicate and numb.

499.

There was a cheaper one, but I still picked this pair on the first day.

"Will you put the old pair in the box?" the shopping guide asked.

"Okay." The first one replied.

"No more." Yan Hang spoke to him at the same time.

"Thank you," the first couple of shopping guides nodded, "Help me install and get up."

As he walked to the beach carrying the shoebox, Yan Hang asked, "Are you going to keep it for a memorial?"

"Yes." Chu nodded.

"Do you have a habit of accumulation?" Yan Hang said.

"What chicken, fart?" The first day was stunned.

"Let's go and see the sea." Yan Hang smiled for a long time.

The place to eat is not very close to the sea. After walking for 20 minutes, I smelled the sea breeze on the first day of the first day of the new year, just like the smell he smelled at the train station the first day.

He looked forward: "Where is it?"

"You can see it right now during the day," Yan Hang pointed forward, "Just walk over, you can go down to the edge of the reef and have a look."

I was a little excited on the first day of the new year, and accelerated my pace.

Then he heard the sound of waves, which was different from what he had imagined, and sounded a little lonely.

Then I saw the sea.

In my memory, whether it is the sea in the photo or in the video, it is the daytime, sunny beach bikini.

The sea in front of me was black and glowing, and when it was surging, there were small white waves. It looked deep and lovely.

Just like me.

Standing on the shore on the first day.

"Go down and stand for a while?" Yan Hang asked.

"Yeah." Chu nodded.

The two of them went down the steps to the reef, still some distance away from them. They found a big flat stone and sat down on the first day of the new year: "I thought there was sand and beach."

"This area is all made of stones," Yan Hang sat down beside him, "You have to come out on weekends. Let me take you to the beach. Cui Yi took me to a five-star beach before. No money. , No one is there yet."

"Okay!" Chu Yi smiled and turned to look at Yan Hang.

The same feeling hit his face again, and he had to turn around again, staring at the sea water over there.

Suddenly annoyed with myself.

Many people on the beach, staring at them for a while, noticed that they were all right.

"Come here to talk, there are a lot of people in love," he said without words.

"Yeah," Yan Hang smiled, "maybe neither of us."

"Ah," the first day of the junior high school said, "Or you..."

"Huh?" Yan Hang looked at him.

On the first day of the new year, I immediately forgot what I wanted to say, and opened my mouth for a long time before saying: "Do push-ups and push-ups."

"Damn," Yan Hang laughed, "What's wrong with you."

"Fifty?" asked the first day.

Yan Hang hesitated for a few seconds, then slapped the stone: "Okay, I will accompany you with cramps, fifty, you count."

Seeing Yan Hang leaning on the side to pose, the first year of the junior high school wanted to hit his head on the rock under his feet.

"One, two, three," Yan Hang began to do push-ups, "four, five..."

"Six, seven," followed the number on the first day of the junior high school, trying to focus on whether Yan Hang's posture was standard, "ten, eleven..."

But soon he really diverted his attention, because he found that Yan Hang was much better than he thought.

By the time he was in his 30s, Yan Hang's movements hadn't changed a bit, he was always very standard, and he supported him in a hurry.

"Forty-eight, forty-nine, fifty," Yan Hang held the rock without moving, and glanced at him, "I underestimate myself, I can probably make a hundred."

"What about the face." said the first day.

"What about your face." Yan Hang said.

On the first day of the new year, I laughed and enjoyed myself for a long time.

Yan Hang got up, walked over to him and squatted down: "The first day of the middle school."

"Yeah." Chuyi looked at him.

"What the hell is going on with you today?" Yan Hang raised his hand and flicked his chin, "Don't pretend to be like me."

I lowered my eyelids on the first day of the new year, a little panicked.

"My, that day," he frowned, "Dreaming about you..."

"Dreaming about me?" Yan Hang was stunned.

This reaction made the first year of junior high school tense for a while, without even thinking about it, hurriedly added: "He Yan, uncle."

Yan Hang didn't say a word, looked at him, and after a while he scratched his head, "I thought what was wrong, that matter... don't keep thinking about it."

I regretted saying such a sentence on the first day of junior high school.

Yan Hang knew exactly how painful this incident was, but he just said this at this time.

He grabbed Yan Hang's hand and squeezed it hard.