A Lucky Coin

Yan Hang made a meal for two people very quickly. Today, he made baked rice. He brushed his teeth while standing next to him watching.

I used to think it was impossible to eat early at home because it was impossible for my mother to cook a glutinous rice ball. She would get angry and curse at the same time. He usually took the money to buy a bun or something.

Now watching Yan Hang making baked rice, I think it's better to look at people. After washing, two copies of baked rice will be put into the oven and wait for the time to come.

"There is milk in the refrigerator," Yan Hang said. "If you want to drink it hot, pour it out in the microwave and heat it up."

"It's all about ice," said the first day of the new year.

Yan Hang went to wash, and stood in front of the oven watching.

He didn't like the kitchen before. The kitchen in his house was messy. Many places still had oil stains that could never be cleaned. The oil and salt jars were notched.

After going to Yan Hang's house for dinner, he felt that Yan Hang's kitchen was very different.

It was clean and tidy. Although Yan Hang and Uncle Yan were both procrastinated and unwilling to wash the dishes, the other places were cleaned up very neatly, and they looked at ease.

The kitchen should be the warmest place in the house.

The oven clinked.

"You can eat!" Yan Hang shouted while washing his face.

"Ah!" The first day of the junior high school also called out a response.

Yan Hang suddenly stuck his head out of the toilet: "What's the matter?"

"No, what's wrong." The first day of the year was stunned.

"Then what are you doing?" Yan Hang said, "I thought you were hot."

"I just answer, I promise." said the first day.

"Aren't you okay?" Yan Hang said.

"No, it's not loud enough," said the first day.

Yan Hang smiled: "All right, you take out the food first."

The baked rice was very fragrant. On the first day, he swallowed, poured milk, and sat at the table, very anxiously waiting for Yan Hang to come out.

As soon as Yan Hang walked to the table, he immediately took his chopsticks and lowered his head to start.

"Don't wait for me." Yan Hang said with a smile.

"Pretendingly, just behave," Chu said as he ate, "No, don't take it seriously."

"Is it delicious?" Yan Hang picked up his chopsticks.

"Yeah." Chu nodded.

"The chef likes guests like you the most," Yan Hang said while eating, "a sense of accomplishment in particular."

"It's mainly me, and I haven't eaten it. What's good and delicious." Chu Yi smiled.

"After the New Year, I want to apply to the manager to go to the back kitchen." Yan Hang said.

"Foreman, don't you do it?" The first day of junior high school was a little surprised.

"I didn't want to do it at first," Yan Hang said, "I will be familiar with this part of the work until the New Year. I still want to go to the back kitchen."

"Then you have to start from scratch again, right?" asked the first day.

"Sure, I'm a novice in the back kitchen, and I must start from the most basic level," Yan Hang said, "It doesn't matter, I don't have anything else to do, everything is the same."

"Money isn't the same," reminded him on the first day of the new year, "you will be forced to become a stingy, stingy man."

"Why," Yan Hang smiled, "Afraid that your status as the first stingy guy might not be guaranteed?"

"Leave it to you." The first day of junior high waved his hand generously.

When I went out today, Yan Hang didn't specifically call a car downstairs, and it was a bus that went out together.

Why did he suddenly become so nervous after answering a strange call that day? He didn't ask much in the first year of the junior high school. He thought it was related to Uncle Yan.

Today is no longer so nervous, maybe it has been handled?Or adjusted your mentality?

In the first year of junior high school, there were many questions. Yan Hang’s medicine, it seems, shouldn’t be available in a pharmacy. What kind of medicine is it?

Why does he take medicine?

But I dare not ask.

He didn't even dare to ask why Yan Hang went to work so early on Saturday.

For the time being, he only dared to take Yan Hang's current state as the standard. Yan Hang can relax now, Yan Hang can be happy now, and Yan Hang can be calm now.

Say anything else.

"I will be very busy these few days," Yan Hang stood next to him and looked out the car window with him, "We have adjusted our work now, and there are a lot of problems. I guess I won't have a rest this month."

"Ah." Nodded at the beginning of the day, it's no wonder that today has to pass early in the morning.

"I have to go tonight..." Yan Hang hesitated, "See the doctor, so there is no way to go out with you at this time."

"What doctor, student?" Chu Yi turned his head too far.

"Psychiatrist," Yan Hang smiled, "It's okay, I also watched it before."

Nodding at the beginning of the day without making a sound.

After a while he asked in a low voice, "If I go to eat or eat, can you offer a discount?"

Yan Hang glanced at him and asked with a smile, "Yes."

"Oh," the first day of the junior high school replied, "then..."

"If you want to go," Yan Hang said with a smile, "I won't drive you away if I drink a glass of water and eat nothing."

"That many, not the richest man." said the first day.

On weekends, a few people in the dormitory, except Zhou Chunyang, local Gao Xiaoyang and Wu Xu all go home, and the others usually sleep until noon.

However, Zhou Chunyang always got up a little earlier, and now it should be about the same time.

I bought a seafood noodle dish in the small shop next to my first day.

This shop was discovered by Zhou Chunyang. A serving of noodles cost 18 yuan and a bottle of coke was also given away. He said it was very cheap.

I didn’t think it was cheap at all on the first day of the junior high school. The wholesale of glass bottles of cola was only one dollar, 17 yuan for noodles, and I didn’t see how much seafood there were...

As soon as he walked to the stairs of the fourth floor with the packing box, he saw Zhou Chunyang coming over while stretching and yawning.

"Junior first?" He stopped, "I came back so early?"

"Ah." Chuyi smiled.

"On the weekend, I thought you had to come back on Monday." Zhou Chunyang said.

"No," Junior One didn't know what to say, so he passed the lunch box in his hand, "Here you are."

"Oh," Zhou Chunyang was stunned again after taking it, "What?"

"Seafood noodles," said the first day, "early, early."

"How many copies?" Zhou Chunyang opened the bag and looked inside.

"One serving is not enough for you, can you eat it?" asked the first day.

"You specially brought me an early meal?" Zhou Chunyang looked at him.

When I asked this question, I suddenly became a little embarrassed on the first day of the new year.

"Ah." He responded.

"Don't be so polite," Zhou Chunyang said, "just pick a gift, I happen to go shopping myself."

Thank god!

Thank God!

Amen!

On the first day of the new year, he breathed a sigh of relief suddenly, and then rejoiced that Zhou Chunyang spontaneously found a reason to avoid some embarrassment, and at the same time felt depressed because he had never expected that Zhou Chunyang had picked a gift for himself.

If it didn’t happen that he brought this seafood noodle to Zhou Chunyang for other reasons, what would Zhou Chunyang think of him? He helped run away and pick a gift for noon...

On the first day of the year, he sighed and felt that he really had no experience with people at all.

"Go to the playground and stay for a while," Zhou Chunyang said. "Daqiang will come back soon after dawn. I snore so much that I want to stab him with a knife."

"Yeah." Chuyi smiled.

"Is this noodles bought at the store I mentioned?" Zhou Chunyang asked.

"Well, it's a small gift, Coke." said the first day.

"Drink Coke," Zhou Chunyang said, "I lose weight."

I looked at him on the first day.

"Not as good as you," Zhou Chunyang said, "Apart from playing basketball, I don't bother to move, so I control myself a little bit to comfort myself."

"You are tall," said the first day.

Except Wu Xu in this dormitory, everyone is the height he admires.

"The handsome is not tall, you have a face and you are good." Zhou Chunyang said.

Chu opened his mouth and said nothing.

There was no one on the playground at the moment. They sat down in the stands. Zhou Chunyang was eating seafood noodles happily beside him, watching the quiet stadium on the first day of the new year.

It was the first time he saw such a clean stadium after arriving at school.

"Do you know how to play basketball?" Zhou Chunyang asked.

"Well," Chu Yi smiled, "No ball, no."

"At first, I felt that you were quite introverted, but later it didn't look like listening to you," Zhou Chunyang said while eating, "sometimes I still feel introverted."

"That is to say, speaking hard." said the first day.

"Speak slowly," Zhou Chunyang said. "When I was a child, my neighbor's kid blinked his eyes, and I learned from him. After a few days of study, I was over. I blinked better than him. My dad almost didn't beat me. dead."

Xiaoyi couldn't help but laughed out and turned to look at him.

"Later, I blinked very slowly and controlled it hard," Zhou Chunyang said, "I recovered. You can try, just slow down."

"Yeah." Chu nodded, still a little bit to laugh.

But... speaking slowly, it reminded him of Uncle Yan.

That was the first person to comfort him to stutter and be fine.

"What are you doing today?" Zhou Chunyang asked.

"No." said the first day.

"Let's go out for a while and call them for a few waves." Zhou Chunyang said.

"Good." Chu nodded.

The people in the dormitory go out together, but there is actually no goal, just to go out in the car, go to the city, then walk around the street, and eat at some point.

But I found it very interesting on the first day.

He used to be afraid of standing in the crowd, but now if he is with these people in the dormitory, he can slowly relax and experience the taste of "my classmate".

Li Ziqiang was forcibly dragged from the bed by several people.

"I just fucked asleep!" he shouted very dissatisfied.

"If you don't want to go with us, you can just follow..." Zhang Qiang said and looked at Su Bin, "We are together."

"Fuck." Li Ziqiang got up.

Before going out, he glanced at Su Bin's bed on the first day of the new year, and Su Bin was playing with his mobile phone calmly.

Being isolated is a terrible thing, and I have experienced it carefully for more than ten years.

Many times he would give a signal to give Su Bin a chance to be with everyone, but... Maybe Su Bin doesn't need it.

Unlike his own passiveness, Su Bin was actively isolating himself, and the feeling of disdain to be with them was all around him.

On the first day of the year, he sighed and closed the door.

There are so many people in this world.

The cutest is the native dog.

The most handsome is Yan Hang.

"Let’s go to the train station to have fun today," Zhou Chunyang said. "There are a lot of tourists here. By the end of November, there will be basically people everywhere."

eleven?

Maybe it was because he hadn't fully recovered from the new school and the new environment. He didn't realize it at all, and it was almost eleven.

"Are you going home on November?" Hu Biao asked.

"Go back," Li Ziqiang said, "Aren't you going back?"

"I will definitely go back, and cry with my grandma to cheat some money." Hu Biao said.

"I'll be back," Zhang Qiang said, "How about the first year of junior high school?"

"No," said the first day of the new year, "I want to do a part-time job."

"My mother wants to know you, and she must recognize you as a godson," Hu Biao said. "So capable, it's so easy to think about going to work after a holiday."

On the first day of the new year, he smiled silently.

He really didn't think about whether or not to work. Yan Hang said to help him find out. He wanted to wait for news from Yan Hang first.

Going to work on November is just an excuse.

All the people in the dormitory were gone, all went home, only him.

Since he came to the present, only the aunt has contacted him and will ask him about his situation on WeChat, and only the aunt and grandparents who call back are the only ones he took the initiative to call back.

Until now, he didn't dare to contact his mother or grandma. He was really afraid of being hung up on the phone or hearing some uncomfortable response.

Most importantly, he felt that no one at home was waiting for his call.

No one cares whether he returns home.

"Xiao Yan," Wang Qinqin walked over, "Look at the National Day schedule, see if there is anything else you need to adjust in your group."

"Well, it's been hard work for Sister Wang," Yan Hang took over and took a look. "Are you going home for the National Day without two days?"

Wang Qinqin is not a local, but his home is not too far away.

"No, there are a lot of things here, it's the same when I go back in the New Year," Wang Qinqin smiled, "What about you?"

"I'm alone," Yan Hang said, "you don't need to go home."

Wang Qinqin was stunned, then smiled again after a while: "No wonder you feel that you are more stable than a normal kid of this age... Then let's both go here this holiday."

"Yeah." Yan Hang smiled and nodded.

As the holidays approached, there were more guests in the hotel, and there were also a lot more guests in their restaurants. It was already busy before the lunch peak.

Yan Hang stood behind the bar, watching the waiters busy back and forth, ready to come and help at any time.

Ma Li walked over with two trays, put one at the front desk, and waited for other waiters to deliver it when they were free.

Yan Hang went over and took the tray.

He can't see the horsepower now, and today he changed his shift.

The horsepower has stopped recently. Since the last time he was dragged to the back alley and beaten, he and Yan Hang occasionally seemed to look at the air when they met, but those complaints and inexplicable calls disappeared temporarily.

As long as he doesn't toss, Yan Hang doesn't plan to do anything to him now. After all, the waiters are not enough recently, and they are still hiring.

Ma Li should be fortunate to have been assigned to Wang Qinqin's group, or he would be the first to get rid of after Yan Hang recruited enough people.

After helping with the two tables of dishes, when Yan Hang returned to the bar, Zhang Chen carried two cups of coffee behind him and lifted his chin: "Brother Hang, your brother is here."

Yan Hang was stunned, then turned his head.

I saw the little boys in the first day of junior high school and his dormitory.

On the first day of the new year, he smiled embarrassedly.

"Come on, sit at this table," Yan Hang walked over and led them to the table closest to the back door of the restaurant. "This table is reserved for acquaintances."

"What is an acquaintance seat?" Zhou Chunyang asked.

"It's a place where other guests are not happy to sit." Yan Hang said.

Several people were happy.

"Would you like to go shopping?" Yan Hang looked at the first day.

"Well," Chu Yi smiled, "Go to the fire in the morning, the station is now."

"Order food," Yan Hang looked at them, "Is it the same as last time? I'll save a little trouble."

"Can you remember what we ate last time?" Zhou Chunyang asked.

"Remember," Yan Hang pressed on the orderer, "you can look at it in a while."

"They may not even remember them," said the first day.

"That's just right, I won't feel that eating is repeated," Yan Hang smiled, "Wait, I'm busy today, I'll come back later."

Today’s meal was proposed by Hu Biao, and it was AA. They had to spend all their money before returning home.

The first day of the new year was very distressed, although he wanted to see Yan Hang, but...

Originally, he wanted to drink a glass of water as Yan Hang said.

And he didn't want so many people over.

Especially Zhou Chunyang, who has been here alone once magically.

He looked at Yan Hang's back on the first day of the month, until he turned to the gate and couldn't see it, he turned his head back.

As soon as he turned back, he met Zhou Chunyang's eyes.

Zhou Chunyang smiled at him without speaking.

In the first year of the junior high school, he didn't quite understand the meaning of his smile, but it was indeed a bit funny just staring at Yan Hang that way.

The dishes Yan Hang served them were exactly the same as when they first came.

Others may not remember it, but they remember it very clearly on the first day of the first year. After all, he has only a handful of opportunities to eat this kind of food. He still remembers the specific content of every big meal that his aunt brought him.

The special skills of the native dog.

But Yan Hang can remember a surprising person, with so many guests, so many tables, and so many different foods every day.

"I will bring you food when I come back," Hu Biao said as he ate, "my mother must buy a lot."

"It's all the same," Zhang Qiang said. "The food we brought here is estimated to last for a month."

"Then you underestimate the people in this dormitory," Zhou Chunyang smiled, "We will lose weight if we can last a week."

Probably because the holidays are approaching, there are so many people in Yan Hang's restaurant today, and Yan Hang is always walking back and forth.

They ate and talked for more than an hour, and the rest time at Yanhang station plus the rest time is estimated to not exceed ten minutes.

Yan Hang came over when they pooled the money to settle the bill: "I am too busy today, I have no time to greet you."

"We are all seated exclusively with acquaintances," Zhou Chunyang said with a smile, "you don't have to say hello, next time we come, we can come and serve it by ourselves."

"That's right," Hu Biao said, "Next time we will do the whole journey, and you don't care about us, Brother Hang."

"Save a little bit, it's expensive to eat, and you always come?" Yan Hang said.

In this dormitory, Zhou Chunyang is the only one who can always eat.

After eating this big meal, the people in the dormitory have almost the same money. In addition, every day a group of people eat barbecue for dinner, and before the holiday, Li Ziqiang howls out of money.

"Fortunately, I saved the ticket money!" He took his wallet and tapped on the table. "Listen to this empty voice."

He still had money on the first day of the junior high school. He has been saving money. In addition to the daily necessities of the money his aunt gave him, he bought a birthday gift for Yan Hang before. It took a few days, but not too much.

He had always wanted to go to Yan Hang's restaurant to drink water, but he was embarrassed. He was afraid that Yan Hang would be embarrassed and knew that Yan Hang was very busy recently.

But it was quite uncomfortable not to see Yan Hang for several days.

Except for these people in the dormitory, Yan Hang is the only one who can give him peace of mind and feel of belonging in this city that he has not been familiar with.

For two days in between, Zhou Chunyang didn't show up for dinner. He almost wanted to call Zhou Chunyang and ask him where he was, if another person ran to Yan Hang for dinner.

Of course he was not embarrassed.

This kind of childish jealousy like a kid grabbing a toy made him feel a little stupid.

-No one in the dorm?

Yan Hang sent him a message.

On the first day of the new year, I took a look at the empty dormitory. It will be a holiday tomorrow. At this time, the dorm except Zhou Chunyang is still waiting for his father's car to pick him up. Everyone else has already left.

-Well, it's just me and Chunyang

-The key to my house is with the security guard. Come here in a while

The first day of the new year was stunned, and then suddenly stood up and stared at the phone.

He had only told Yan Hang before that he would not go home, and Yan Hang hadn't said anything else, but now he suddenly came up with such a sentence, which made him want to yell in surprise.

-Why didn't you say it before

He quickly returned the news.

-Didn't I tell you?

-No!

-I'm so busy as a foreign dog, I thought I told you?

-Foreign dog?

-Can I still be a native dog if I am so foreign?

On the first day of the new year, I had a lot of fun with my phone.

"Will you go to the cafeteria later?" Zhou Chunyang pushed the door into the dormitory.

"Yeah." Chu nodded.

"Would you like to eat something with me and my dad?" Zhou Chunyang said, "There are not many people in the cafeteria at the moment. I guess there is no food."

"No." Chu Yi smiled.

"You... stay in the dormitory these days?" Zhou Chunyang looked at him.

"I'm going to Yan, Yan Hang," said the first day of the month.

"Oh," Zhou Chunyang nodded, put on his jacket and looked at the phone, then turned his head to look at him, "the first day of the new year."

"Huh?" Xiaoyi responded.

"I have always had something, I want to ask you." Zhou Chunyang said.

"Ask." said the first day.

"You and Yan Hang," Zhou Chunyang pushed his glasses, "Are they just friends?"

"Huh?" The first one was taken aback.

What is an average friend?

What is an extraordinary friend?

"What I mean is," Zhou Chunyang cleared his throat, as if embarrassed, "That's right, are you good friends with Yan Hang? Dude? Iron buddy? Brother?"

"Ah," the first day of junior high school seemed to understand Zhou Chunyang's meaning, but he still didn't know how to answer. He hadn't had any other friends. Those in the dormitory were close classmates. Other than that, there was only Yan Hang.

Yan Hang is a friend.

He never thought about what kind of friend it was.

However, he felt that Zhou Chunyang said all these things can be applied to him and Yan Hang. Yan Hang can be a friend of all forms.

"Yes." He nodded.

"Are you sure?" Zhou Chunyang looked at him.

On the first day of the first year of the junior high school, he was a little bit unsure when he asked him so, he hesitated: "What's the meaning, thinking?"

"I'll just go ahead," Zhou Chunyang bit his lip as if making a decision, "Do you like Yan Hang?"

On the first day of the new year, he was stunned for a long time, and it was only ten seconds before he suddenly remembered Zhou Chunyang's status as a "dead boy", and then suddenly recovered.

Shocked.

"No, no, no, no, no, no." He waved his hand quickly.

"Really?" Zhou Chunyang asked again.

"Really!" Chu nodded.

Yan Hang is a very important person, a very important friend, and the first friend in his life, a friend who makes him feel at ease, relaxes him, and allows him to spend a year to find.

But he is not a "dead gay".

"That's all right," Zhou Chunyang smiled and took his own bag. "I'm leaving. I won't go out these days. Call me wherever you want to go, my tour guide."

"Good." said the first day.