A Lucky Coin

Even ordinary chat was very difficult in the first day of the year, not to mention the embarrassing scene with Zhou Chunyang right now. When Yan Hang came out with a few cans of beer, he decided to end the chat like this.

Anyway, it's over.

-I can't use it

He repeated it again and put the phone aside.

Zhou Chunyang didn't send any more messages. He breathed a sigh of relief, and took the beer that Yan Hang handed over and opened it.

"Shuang." Yan Hang poured next to him and took a sip of beer.

"How many days are you going to work?" Lu Yi looked at him.

"Well, I can't go back until the dinner is over," Yan Hang said, "but I arranged a rest on the Mid-Autumn Festival, and Sister Wang said she would go that day."

"Mid-Autumn Festival." The first day of the first day was stunned.

"This year's Mid-Autumn Festival will follow the National Day," Yan Hang took out his mobile phone and clicked on the calendar. "Look."

"Oh." The first day of the new year was a little dazed.

He originally thought it was an eleven, but he didn't think there was a Mid-Autumn Festival in the middle, and the people in the dormitory didn't mention it... probably everyone knows it.

Only he has no special feelings about Mid-Autumn Festival.

No, he did not have any special feelings about Mid-Autumn Festival in the past, and he was a bit disgusted, because he had been mooncakes a few days before Mid-Autumn Festival.

He doesn't like to eat moon cakes. The ones from my father's company are fine, but they have to be kept. Grandma eats them alone, and the others in the family have to buy them at the vegetable market.

The cheapest kind in bulk, he bought one for a dollar last year, some bite a bit, some can't bite.

But this year's Mid-Autumn Festival made him suddenly feel a little confused.

The first Mid-Autumn Festival that was not at home, the family also missed two people for the first Mid-Autumn Festival. One was missing and the other refused to go home.

"Where is it, what day?" The first day of the day looked at Yan Hang's phone.

"No. 3," Yan Hang pointed to him, "Do you have to call back?"

He hesitated and did not speak on the first day of the new year.

"Would you like to send a box of moon cakes?" Yan Hang sighed, "I am too busy these days to take care of these. Tomorrow I will bring you a box of moon cakes from our hotel. You can send it back to your family. A quick one can catch up."

"No, let's use it..." The first day of the junior high school was very embarrassed. It was obviously his own business, but Yan Hang felt that he hadn't done it well.

"It's not troublesome," Yan Hang thought for a while, "please write me your home address. I will ask them to mail it for me early tomorrow morning."

"Well," Chu nodded, "how much is it?"

"No money, it's made," Yan Hang smiled, "Send two boxes, you send one box home, take one box back to eat, just right."

On the first day of the new year, I suddenly felt a little excited: "Are you looking for the moon?"

"Let's go to the beach to enjoy it," Yan Hang said, "I think there will be a lot of people to bring to eat. Last year, Cui Yi and I enjoyed it on the rooftop. Let's go to the beach this year."

"Good!" Rubbing his hands on the first day.

It is very interesting to watch the moon with many people. He thinks so in the first year of the junior high school because he has not appreciated it.

At most, he would go out for a run after eating mooncakes on the Mid-Autumn Festival. He looked up by the river for a while, looking at the moon.

I went to the beach to watch the moon with Yan Hang and Uncle Cui, and there were many other people. It was exciting to think about it.

He immediately suppressed his previous awkward feelings.

This evening, Yan Hang and the first day of the new year ate all the barbecue. Two movies were watched. The beer cans on the ground were not too much. The amount of alcohol on the first day of the first year was inversely proportional to his rusticity. The jars can be laid without feet.

But it's very happy, I don't know when I fell asleep.

When he woke up, he had made great progress without being on the floor. Yan Hang sat up from the sofa and looked at the first day of the junior high school that was clustered there. He was still sleeping soundly.

Yan Hang yawned and ate all night, and now he has no appetite for breakfast anymore.

He got up and walked over to the bathroom, intending to ponder what to eat after washing up.

Just walked two steps and kicked a beer can.

He hurriedly stepped on it, just about to see if he had woken up the first day of the new year, and he was shocked when he turned around.

The first day of the junior high school stood in front of the sofa with a confused face and messed hair.

"When did you get up?" Yan Hang stared at him, "Where did you sleep a second ago? Are you acting a ghost movie?"

"I thought that someone was knocking, and the rice bowl screamed, calling early." The first day of the day scratched his hair.

"Your dormitory culture is very different," Yan Hang went into the bathroom, "What do you want to eat? Give you five minutes to think about it. I don't want to eat. I will cook what you want."

"Oh." Xiaoyi responded.

After Yan Hang came out, he was still staring when he saw him sitting on the sofa, but the beer cans on the ground had been squeezed and packed into the bag for the barbecue yesterday, and the messy lottery on the coffee table was gone.

"Can you clean up the house when you sleepwalking?" Yan Hang asked.

"Idle." Chuyi smiled.

"What do you want to eat?" Yan Hang asked again.

"I'm not hungry either," touched his stomach on the first day. "You go to work, I'm hungry and go out to eat."

"All right," Yan Hang took his coat and prepared to go out, standing at the door and confessing, "You can watch TV if you are bored, and you can use my computer. If you are really bored, you can go to the restaurant to find me."

"Yeah." Chu nodded.

Today was the first day of the holiday, and it was very busy since breakfast. Yan Hang shortened the morning meeting time and only said a few words casually. After asking a waiter to help him send the mooncakes to the Chu family, he was busy. .

Near noon, the restaurant was already full of guests, mostly tourists.

Yan Hang can usually stand behind the bar and rest his legs backwards, but he has basically never stopped today.

"Brother Hang," Zhang Chen walked over, "the guests over there haven't ordered any meals, and it's almost an hour since they occupied a table for four..."

"I'll go." Yan Hang said.

He had already noticed the guest Zhang Chen was talking about before. A middle-aged man sitting at a table by the window, looking out the window all the time, without ordering food or making any requests.

The waiter, who Yan Hang didn't even notice, had added water to him four times. It is estimated that he would have to go to the toilet if he drinks water like this for another person. The bladder is really strong.

Yan Hang walked over to the table.

Normally, they would not care about this kind of guests, but like today's situation where four people only drink water, he has to remind him euphemistically.

"Hello, sir." Yan Hang stood next to this person and said hello.

The man still looked out the window and didn't seem to hear his voice.

"Sir?" Yan Hang called him again, and at the same time looked at the man quickly.

The hair is not long, it should have been treated for a long time, but it was not taken care of at first glance, and it was still a bit greasy. I haven't washed it for about three or four days.

Wearing an old T-shirt, the coat is also worn, and the cuffs are a little faded.

The trousers are ordinary casual trousers, you can't see the old or new, but the shoes on your feet can tell at a glance that they have been worn for a long time, and it is even more vicissitudes of life than the old pair of NBs that I took back to commemorate the first day.

Their restaurant is in a five-star hotel. Although he will not make any conclusions from the appearance, he has never seen someone dressed like this after working in the restaurant for so long.

"Hello, sir," he took a step to the side, stood opposite this person, and said hello for the third time, "I am the foreman here, do you need to order now?"

After a few more seconds, the man finally turned his face and looked at him: "Foreman?"

"Is there anything I can help you with?" Yan Hang asked.

The beard on this man's face is quite long, mixed with gray beard stubble in a mess, looks very decadent.

"Pour me a glass of water," the man said.

"Okay," Yan Hang stopped a waiter who was passing by and added a glass of water to the person. When the person turned away, he added, "Is the sir waiting for someone?"

"Yes," the man replied.

"How many people are there in total?" Yan Hang asked.

The man hesitated: "Three."

"Mr. Then, you can order food first," Yan Hang put the menu in front of him, "It takes time for the back kitchen to prepare the ingredients. There are more guests for dinner today. You can order first, and then you can notify the back kitchen when the guests arrive. "

The man didn't speak, stared at his face for a while, his eyes fell on his badge: "Yan Hang."

"Yes." Yan Hang nodded.

The man picked up the cup, drank the water that had just been added, and then stood up: "Where is the toilet?"

"Please go straight and turn left after exiting the back door." Yan Hang said.

The man said nothing, and walked over to the back door.

After he stood up, Yan Hang noticed that the man's pants were wrinkled badly, and his left foot was slightly on tiptoe when he walked.

"Xiao Yang." Yan Hang waved to a male waiter.

"Brother Hang, what's the matter?" Xiao Yang walked over.

"Come and see that guest," Yan Hang looked at the person's back, "I'm afraid he will get lost and turn off to another floor."

"Understood." Xiao Yang nodded and followed.

When there are many guests on holidays, they are more vigilant in terms of security. The restaurant is relatively independent from the other floors of the hotel, but there is a fire escape in the corridor on the toilet, and they can pass through.

This person is really a bit special, and Yan Hang had to guard against it.

After a few minutes, the man returned to the restaurant and left the front entrance.

"It's okay," Xiao Yang said over there, "I came here directly from the toilet, and then left."

"Well, go ahead." Yan Hang patted him on the shoulder.

On the first day of junior high, sitting on the sofa watching TV. There was nothing to watch at this time in the afternoon. He wanted to make a movie to watch, but after studying for a long time, he didn’t know how to turn on the projector, nor did he understand the movies of Yan Hang. Where are they all.

He didn't dare to press such an advanced thing, and went to turn on Yan Hang's computer.

But he didn't know what to do while holding the computer, so he could only sit back on the sofa and watch TV.

There are so many things in the life of a native dog that you haven't seen before. To evolve into a foreign dog, I don't know how long it will take.

The mobile phone kept ringing, and a few people in the dormitory pulled a group. At this moment, it is estimated that people are calling for games.

On the first day of the junior high school, I picked up my mobile phone and wondered whether I should stop playing the broken game that I couldn't play with Yan Hang, learn how to play, and find something to do when I was bored.

Not all the news in WeChat is from the group, but also from Zhou Chunyang.

-I'm going to eat at Yan Hang's restaurant in the afternoon, will you come over?

Eat your uncle!

At the first day of the year, I couldn't help but stare.

-are you alone?

-My whole family, if you come, let's sit at another table, I don't want to have a table with my parents

I didn't know what to do when I looked at this sentence on the first day.

He wanted to see Yan Hang. Although Yan Hang said that if he was too bored, he could go and find him, but he knew that Yan Hang was very busy these days and he couldn't go there and make trouble.

But if you eat properly, it's different.

It's just that this meal has to be eaten with Zhou Chunyang... He doesn't hate Zhou Chunyang, even if Zhou Chunyang does something, it can surprise him.

He is mainly awkward.

All kinds of troubles that can't find the source.

Yan Hang discovered that Zhou Chunyang's father was really a Western food lover, he had to come several times a month, sometimes with friends, sometimes with his son, and today he took the whole family.

Zhang Chen went to take the seat, and after the family of three sat down, Zhou Chunyang stood up again, sat down at the table next to him, and beckoned to him.

Yan Hang sighed and had to walk over.

"I made an appointment on the first day of the new year," Zhou Chunyang said, "It's so boring to have dinner with my parents."

Yan Hang was stunned: "Come over on the first day of the first year?"

"Well," Zhou Chunyang nodded, "he is probably also idle."

"Then are you ordering now or for a while?" Yan Hang smiled.

"Let's wait for the first day of the new year." Zhou Chunyang said.

"Okay." Yan Hang put the menu in front of him, turned and walked away.

This Zhou Chunyang made Yan Hang a little bit confused.

The classmates who had a good relationship in the dormitory of the first year of junior high school, this was his position for Zhou Chunyang at the beginning.

But during this period of time, thinking about it, it didn't feel like this, especially after telling him about Zhou Chunyang's sexuality on the first day of the new year. Every time he saw Zhou Chunyang, he felt that the kid had some other ideas.

He grows up so he can be considered to have met all kinds of people. Although he has no friends, he has not paid less for his confession.

Zhou Chunyang's attitude is definitely not as simple as an ordinary friend's roommate. He is quite sure of this.

However, Zhou Chunyang's attitude is far from adequate.

Gee.

Zhou Chunyang's mind is much more mature than the little miscellaneous hairs in their dormitory.

Ten minutes later, I entered the restaurant on the first day of the new year. When I came in, I first looked at the bar. After seeing him, I smiled embarrassedly.

Yan Hang also smiled and walked over.

Different from Zhou Chunyang's natural relaxation and self-confidence when he walked into the restaurant, he was a little nervous when he came in in the first year of the middle school, and he quickly walked away when he met the waiter.

Although there have been great changes, these small details can still tell at a glance the past experiences of the first day.

Yan Hang felt a little distressed every time.

"I asked someone to eat here, but didn't tell me." Yan Hang looked at him and smiled.

"Sur, sur...prise," rubbed his nose on the first day of the morning, "really?"

"...Very surprise," Yan Hang said, "I've been surprise for at least five seconds when Zhou Chunyang told me...Go over, he's at that table, wait for me if everything is fine after dinner Get off work."

"Okay." Chu nodded and turned to Zhou Chunyang's table.

Although Yan Hang couldn't figure out why Zhou Chunyang called the first day of the junior high school for dinner, the appearance of the first day of the junior high school still made him feel that the next round of busy work was no big deal.

"Good uncle," said hello to Zhou Chunyang's parents on the first day of the new year, "Auntie, good."

"Hello, hello," Mother Zhou smiled, "You two can talk by yourself, don't worry about us."

"You sit here with me." Zhou Chunyang stood up and gave up his position with his back to his parents to the first grade.

Sitting down on the first day of the junior high school, he could indeed relax without seeing Zhou Chunyang's parents behind him.

"Let’s order," Zhou Chunyang said, "you don’t eat cod today, right?"

"Well," took the menu and looked at it slowly on the first day of the new year, "but no, I don't know what to eat."

"Steak bar, his rib-eye steak is good, very fragrant." Zhou Chunyang said.

"Okay." He didn't understand him anyway, and nodded.

It was not Yan Hang that came to order today. Yan Hang was talking to a man who looked like a leader in a suit. It was a young lady who ordered them.

"Let me see dessert..." Zhou Chunyang looked at the menu.

"We delivered the dessert to the foreman." The young lady said with a smile.

"That's fine," Zhou Chunyang said, "Thank you Hangge for helping us."

Immediately after the steak came up, he regretted having eaten two cod twice before. As expected, he still prefers this kind of fat and oily meat.

"How do you spend the Mid-Autumn Festival?" Zhou Chunyang asked while eating.

"Go to the beach." said the first day.

After speaking, I regretted it again. There was always a feeling that Zhou Chunyang would appear at the beach.

"I'm going to my grandmother's house," Zhou Chunyang sighed, "Very annoying. It's the same as the ceremony every year. After eating, I hold mooncakes in a circle in the backyard and feed the autumn mosquitoes by the way like a symposium."

The first day of the new year couldn't help but laugh.

"Are you and Yan Hang the only one to go to the beach?" Zhou Chunyang asked again.

"Also, there are others." said the first day.

"Oh," Zhou Chunyang looked at him, "I thought it was the two of you."

I didn't speak in the first day of the junior high school, and I didn't know what to say.

"The little speaker I gave to Yan Hang," Zhou Chunyang said, "Do you really want the same model?"

"Huh?" Chu Yi was stunned, Zhou Chunyang suddenly talked about the small speaker, he couldn't find a suitable response.

Zhou Chunyang smiled and did not speak, looking at him while eating.

In the first year of junior high school, he always felt that there was something in this smile, but he really couldn't understand it. He had few people in contact with him, and Zhou Chunyang was more "complicated" than ordinary classmates.

"This shrimp cake is delicious." Zhou Chunyang pointed to the small basket of cakes the waiter had just brought over.

"Yeah." He took a bite on the first day of the day. It was really delicious.

"Xiaoyang and Wu Xu said that they would go shopping for two days," Zhou Chunyang said, "you should go together?"

"Okay," Chu nodded, "Where to go shopping?"

"Climbing the mountain," Zhou Chunyang smiled, "I said to climb up, they were scared to pee, and they said they would take the ropeway."

"Cable, good way," said the first day of the new year, "I didn't take a ride, I have taken a ropeway."

"Really?" Zhou Chunyang looked at him, "then take the ropeway, you can see more of the scenery."

On the first day of the new year, he lowered his head and ate two bites of meat, then raised his head: "How much is it, the money? The ropeway."

"There are more than one hundred and less than two hundred, package tickets." Zhou Chunyang said.

"Oh." Xiaoyi responded.

For him, it costs two hundred yuan to climb a mountain, which is a bit surprised. His knowledge of the scenic spots is the park next to his aunt’s house. The entrance fee is ten yuan and the children’s playground package is twenty yuan. Of course, this is quite The price was many years ago.

"What's wrong?" Zhou Chunyang asked.

"No." Chuyi smiled.

"I couldn't ask you in front of the people in the dormitory a few days ago," Zhou Chunyang said, "Why didn't you go home?"

"I..." hesitated on the first day of the first year, and sighed softly, "I just don't want to return."

"Oh," Zhou Chunyang also sighed, "Is it a bad relationship with your family? I think you don't usually call home, and you haven't received calls from home."

"Yeah." The first day of junior high school was suddenly a little sad.

"It's okay," Zhou Chunyang said, "just leave home in advance and stand on its own. There are usually people in the dormitory, except for Su Bin's stupid lack."

Lu Yi smiled.

"If you are bored in the dormitory, look for me, Xiaoyang and Wu Xu." Zhou Chunyang said.

"I'm not staying in the night..." The first half of the first day of the middle school said and stopped.

Zhou Chunyang was stunned, and after a while, he glanced at the bar, "You really lived in Yan Hang? I thought you just said it that day?"

"...Ah." The first day of junior high school responded.

Zhou Chunyang stared at him for a while, lowered his head and took two bites, then raised his head again: "I will ask you one last time on the first day of the new year."

"What?" Chuyi looked at him.

"You and Yan Hang...or, you are to Yan Hang," Zhou Chunyang lowered his voice, "Is there anything on earth?"

Lu Yi stared at him.

"To be honest," Zhou Chunyang whispered, "I take you as a friend."

"No, nothing, ah." His voice was also very low in the first grade.

For some reason, when Zhou Chunyang asked this question for the second time, he suddenly felt that it was much more difficult to answer than the first time.

Zhou Chunyang stared at him, making him a little unbearable, so he could only lower his eyes and stare at the shrimp cake in front of him.

"You must insist on saying that," Zhou Chunyang said, "then I will take it seriously."

"Dang what, what's the truth?" The first one was nervous, and he looked up at him.

"You know," Zhou Chunyang said, "I like men."

"Ah." Chuyi felt that the fan started to turn in his mind.

"You have nothing to do with Yan Hang," Zhou Chunyang said, "I'm going to give it a try."

"Try?" On the first day of the day, he poked a piece of meat and failed to deliver it to his mouth for a long time.

"I'll just say it straight, I like Yan Hang," Zhou Chunyang said, "but if you two have something, I definitely can't move, even if you have something unilaterally, I won't move."

Lu Yi stared at him.

"I asked you twice, you have to be really sure that there is nothing," Zhou Chunyang sipped his drink, "then I will go."