A Lucky Coin

On the first day of the first day of the new year, he followed Yan Hang with the alcohol stove and walked back to the tent. Cui Yi had already put all his food on the mat.

"Fuck you," Cui Yi said when they saw them coming over, "You have to follow you with a stove."

"If my dad gave me a younger brother back then," Yan Hang smiled and sat on the mat, "I guess he would have to follow this way now."

"Your dad wants a girl," Cui Yi said. "It's boring enough to raise one. A girl is cute and she can wear a small skirt."

Yan Hang sighed.

"I mentioned it, I sighed again." Cui Yi glanced at him.

"Sigh and sigh casually," Yan Hang said, "I look deep."

Sitting next to Yan Hang on the first day of the junior high school, watching Cui Yi lit the alcohol stove, and put a pan on it. Yan Hang was still in the old habit, whether it was a prepared barbecue or something freshly made like this. He likes to put a lump of butter.

He also cooks at home on the first day of the junior high school, but because most of the time the food at home is simple, when his mother is not cooking, they are all kinds of quick-frozen food, so he has no talent in cooking. In this situation, he is basically Sit and watch.

Cui Yi's level is probably about the level of instant noodles. After a few touches, only Yan Hang is left, and the two of them are watching together.

The moon above their heads seemed to be a little bigger than when they first arrived. At the first time, I looked at Yan Hang's hand for a while, then looked up at the moon for a while.

This was probably the first time he looked at the moon in such a relaxed and comfortable way. I don't know if it was because it was the seaside and everything seemed open and atmospheric. The moon he saw today was also the largest he had ever seen.

If you take a bite, your mouth feels like a creamy ice cream.

"Here," Yan Hang took the plate with two slices of very fragrant beef and gave Cui Yi two slices of mutton. "Uncle Cui loves beef, you should like mutton."

"Well," Chu Yi smiled, "Actually, it's the meat city, all right."

"The craft of Yan Hang," Cui Yi said while eating, "I will invest in a small western restaurant for you in two years."

"My memory is very good, so I wrote it down," Yan Hang said with a smile, "Thank you."

Thank you.

When he heard these two words, Chu Yi couldn't help but glance at Yan Hang.

I like you.

Thank you.

This is probably the answer between Zhou Chunyang and Yan Hang that he can imagine based on the answer Yan Hang said before.

Zhou Chunyang would certainly not be so boring, but he is a boring person, and that's all he can think of.

Or... if you let him speak, he will only say so.

There is no bedding and no decoration.

I like you.

Thank you.

Do you need to add a sentence afterwards?

If not, wouldn't it be embarrassing.

Will it be more embarrassing after the addition.

The first day of the new year sighed.

"Don't you like to eat?" Yan Hang glanced at him, "Why do you still sigh?"

"Drink with you, a big sip of beer, and then," the first day of the new year took the drink next to it and took two big sips, "Ah..."

Yan Hang laughed.

"Sigh comfortable, sigh." said the first day.

Cui Yi smiled and took a can of beer, looked up and took a few sips, then wiped his mouth: "Ah..."

"Don't be angry with me," Yan Hang said, "If you drive when you don't go back, I'll take two sips."

"It's late," Cui Yi shook the jar, "I have already drank it."

Yan Hang chuckled with a smile.

Comfortable.

On the first day of the new year, I ate three large plates of mutton and a bunch of grilled wings and lay down on the beach, spreading his arms to the sides, looking at the moon.

Very happy and relaxed.

As long as you don't think about the "I like you" question, it will be very happy, the whole person is a smile.

But it is not easy to not think about it.

All the happiness and smiles at the moment are because of Yan Hang.

Because with Yan Hang.

Because he wanted to be with Yan Hang.

In fact, going to Yan Hang just now was just an impulse. He felt that way at that moment when he was driven by the emotions that made him panic.

I like Yan Hang.

But after hearing Yan Hang's "thank you", he hesitated again.

He didn't know if he was really like Zhou Chunyang.

I don't know what he would do if Yan Hang gave him a "thank you".

What should Yan Hang do?

Really?

Gay?

Was the first year gay?

Since childhood, he has never liked anyone, not to mention boys or girls. He has not had the opportunity to like anyone, and no one has liked him. Those classmates he used to have, no matter male or female, I’m afraid that few have returned. I remember him as a person.

He doesn't know what it is like to like a person.

He doesn't even know what it is like to be liked by someone.

This feeling is very painful.

Want to approach Yan Hang, keep approaching infinitely.

But because of this desire, I am afraid of being lost.

The color of the moon has faded.

One night’s time is too short, even from dinner to midnight snack.

He and Yan Hang lay in the tent together, putting their heads on the mat at the entrance of the tent, and Cui Yi piled a small pillow with sand for them.

I don't want to move, I want to stare at the moon so dumb.

Cui Yi was more lively than the two of them. He climbed onto the old boat next to him to take pictures of the moon and the fishing boat under the moonlight. By the way, he also took pictures of the two teenagers who were standing in the tent on the moonlit night.

"Hurry up," Cui Yi looked at his phone, "If you two don't want to go back, just sleep here, I'll go to the hotel opposite to open a room."

"Go back," said on the first day of the new year. Yan Hang will have to go to work tomorrow morning. In order to make him live this Mid-Autumn Festival, Yan Hang has already left early today. It is a bit too shameful if he can't go to work tomorrow, "Yan Hangming ,Work tomorrow."

"Happy?" Yan Hang turned his head and asked him.

"Yeah." Chu smiled upright.

He didn’t dare to turn his head to look at Yan Hang. This distance was too close. He didn’t feel anything in the past. He wanted to be next to Yan Hang. Hang's hand was the same, and in his opinion, all of this was natural.

And once he realized that all his "wants" seemed to be mixed with something else, he began to be unable to face Yan Hang.

"In fact, if you want to play this way, it doesn't have to be Mid-Autumn Festival," Yan Hang said. "Weekends are okay. Whenever you want to play this way, just come. We can come by ourselves or ask a bunch of classmates together."

"Yeah." Chuyi glared at the moon, smiled and nodded.

"Let's go," Yan Hang sat up, "It will take an hour to drive back."

Sitting up on the first day of the new year, Yan Hang grabbed his hair and pulled the sand off his head. Just this action, and the warm breath coming from Yan Hang when he was sideways, made him feel like a quick escape. The ground fell back again.

"Are you looking for smoke?" Yan Hang was still holding his hand, "I just got you some sand off!"

"It can't be cleaned anyway," Cui Yi said, "Go back and wash your hair honestly."

It was the first time that he had such close contact with Haisha on the first day of junior high. When he was sitting in the car and walking back, he realized that he hadn't been rolling on the beach. He was still wearing long-sleeved trousers, but not only was his hair covered with sand. It's all in the clothes, even the underwear, but he didn't feel ashamed to reach in and make sure.

He glanced at Yan Hang quietly and found that Yan Hang was yawning, then looked back, Cui Yi had fallen asleep in the back seat.

He frowned. If it wasn't for making himself happy, Yan Hang and Cui Yi wouldn't be interested in staying at the beach all night.

"Are you sleepy?" He sat upright and asked Yan Hang in a low voice.

"Not sleepy." Yan Hang said.

Staring at the road ahead on the first day of the new year, he could remind Yan Hang for fear of unexpected circumstances.

"You can sleep for a while when you are sleepy," Yan Hang said, "you snore when you just lay there and watched the moon."

"Impossible," Chu Yi was stunned, "I didn't, I didn't sleep."

"I heard it too." Cui Yi in the back seat smiled and answered.

On the first day of the new year, he looked back at Cui Yi and found that he was still in his previous posture, his eyes were not opened, just smiling.

"I'm asleep, I'm asleep?" The first day of the day was a little helpless.

"Well," Yan Hang smiled, "Go to sleep, don't worry about me, I may not be able to sleep if I sleep properly, let alone drive."

He didn't speak on the first day of the first year. He knew that Yan Hang was not sleeping well and there was medicine at the bedside, but he still stared at the road ahead and glanced at Yan Hang's face from time to time to see if he had his eyes open or closed.

When I returned to Yan Hang's house, it was almost three o'clock.

They hurriedly cleaned up and washed, and it was already 3:30 when they lay on the bed.

"Go to sleep." Yan Hang turned off the light and patted his arm.

"Good night," the first day of the month said softly.

"Good night." Yan Hang said.

Good night is good night, but for the first time in the first year of the junior high school, I knew that I could lose so thoroughly with insomnia. I don't know if it was too much excitement or too many things in my mind.

No, there are not many things in my mind, it is too shocking.

It was so shocked that he had been a little confused. For a while, he felt that this was the case, and then he felt that he was farting. How could it be like this? For a while, it’s not a big deal, and for a while, it’s not a child. Spectrum.

Yan Hang probably also suffered from insomnia. When he got up in the morning, he didn't notice the changes before and after his breathing on the first day of the new year. He probably just lay down all the time.

"You can sleep for a while. I guess you can sleep until noon." Yan Hang took off his T-shirt and opened the closet to find clothes. "I haven't slept all night."

"You know?" Chu Yi looked at the soft and tight muscle lines on Yan Hang's back.

"Nonsense," Yan Hang put on a long-sleeved T-shirt and turned around, "I know you have turned over a few times. I won't do it early for you. If you have enough sleep, get up and eat by yourself."

"Yeah." Chuyi nodded while sitting cross-legged on the bed.

Watching Yan Hang walk out of the bedroom, and then heard the sound of the living room door, he fell back on the pillow, and subconsciously hugged Yan Hang's pillow.

When he found that he was holding Yan Hang's pillow with his face buried in it, he was flustered again, but he didn't put the pillow back, he still hugged it tightly.

The guests of the past two days have been able to set new highs every day. They are basically reservations. Guests without reservations can’t make arrangements. Yan Hang feels that his legs are sore every day. After this holiday, he has to find a place to get a good massage. .

But what made him feel extra tired was the anxiety in his heart.

I don't know if it is always hallucinations after not sleeping well for two consecutive days, or if he has been oversensitive for a long time, or if it is true. In short, he has always felt that someone is watching him today.

But he has observed the people in the restaurant whether they are waiters or guests, and there is no suspicious person.

He had to wash his face several times, trying to calm himself down.

He has always been confident in his intuition and anticipation of danger. This is what his father deliberately or unintentionally has "trained" for so many years, but he also knows that once his emotional or mental state is wrong, he will make a mistake.

This entanglement of drawing conclusions and overthrowing with "now is an unstable state" made him very anxious.

-I will wait for you to get off work today

Yan Hang smiled when a message came on the first day of the new year when he was smoking by the trash can at the back door of the hotel.

Only the first day of the junior high school can make him laugh when he is anxious.

-Is it too boring?

He replied.

On the first day of the two days, he stayed at home alone, because he couldn't play games and didn't know what to do with his laptop, so he was watching TV, and it was probably too busy.

-I'm not afraid of being bored, but I can sit by the river alone for a day

do you miss me?

After Yan Hang typed this line on the screen, he deleted it before sending it. In fact, if this sentence was a casual joke between him and the first year of junior high school, but now he always feels something is wrong.

It was quite wrong in the first day of the first year, and it became even more wrong after asking the question when looking at the moon that day, but he was not in good condition for the past two days. , I am afraid that the first day of the first day will become even more wrong.

He loves the first year of the junior high school very much, and he also cares about the first year of the junior high school.

-Do you want to go out shopping, do you want to go to a restaurant?

-I invite you to dinner

Yan Hang smiled.

-it is good

-I have something to tell you

Yan Hang looked at this sentence, and after a while, he answered one.

-OK, you can tell me anything

After replying to the news, he pinched off the cigarette, took two chewing gums and walked back.

The reaction from the first year of junior high school and the very formal "I have something to tell you" made him feel that some of his previous guesses were correct.

Yan Hang, I like you.

I might like you.

I might like you a little bit?

I think I probably...

On the first day of the year, he stood in front of the mirror and sighed.

Yan Hang, don’t you think I’m like this a bit strange...

Can you analyze it for me?

Yan Hang, I have been thinking for the past two days, will I... be the same as Zhou Chunyang?

I may be gay.

On the first day of the new year, he frowned, suddenly a little afraid to look at himself in the mirror.

He stood here for almost one class, and countless opening remarks flashed through his mind, but he did not find a suitable sentence.

I couldn't even try to say even one word.

All his feelings are just his own guesses. He has drawn a range for himself, and within this range, all his thoughts and actions have only this one conclusion.

But he didn't know whether this judgment was right, he didn't know how to start, and he didn't even dare to think about what answer Yan Hang would give him.

Is it a "thank you" or silence.

A lot of things require courage, and he has never had courage. He is afraid of denying, afraid of not being accepted, and his more proficient skills are escape and self-enclosure.

And this kind of courage was given to him by Yan Hang.

Even at first, he could muster the courage to approach Yan Hang because Yan Hang's gentleness gave him courage.

He goes to work, he wants to go to school in another place, he resists Liang Bin, he no longer obeys his family, he wants to find Yan Hang, everything, everything related to courage, is related to Yan Hang.

This time, he spent two days struggling to make him finally decide whether it was that way, whatever the result he needed to face, and it was because of Yan Hang.

Yan Hang is a very powerful person. Yan Hang has already felt this kind of appearance that he can't even avoid himself now. Instead of worrying about Yan Hang in this way, it is better to go all out.

do my best!

He is no longer a small dog.

It's Brother Dog!

Loud!Dog brother!

He took out his mobile phone and looked at it again, and made sure that he had already said that he wanted to "talk to Yan Hang". After saying this, he had no other way out. He couldn't find the second thing that needed to be so serious. That's what Yan Hang said.

Yan Hang sent a message, telling him that he could go out.

Without delay for a second in the first day of the new year, he took the bag and ran out the door.

These few days are holidays, there is no rush hour for commuting, and there are many people at all times. He stood at the bus stop and stared at the direction of the car.

Although I was very nervous, I didn't know what would be like when I face Yan Hang next time, but I was very anxious and wanted to see Yan Hang soon.

When he finally saw the car coming, he even forgot the good habit of respecting the old and loving the young. He rushed over and jumped into the car first. After getting in the car, he recovered. Will be faster than the last one to get in the car...

The car drove slowly all the way. During the holidays, various self-driving cars were crowded on the road. The bus went much slower than usual. When it was almost there, Yan Hang called.

"Hello?" Chuyi answered the phone.

"I have finished changing my clothes," Yan Hang said, "now go out."

"I haven't arrived yet." The first day of the new year was suddenly anxious.

"I'll wait for you at the station," Yan Hang smiled, "Don't worry."

"I'm in a hurry, I'm in a hurry." On the first day of the new year, I looked outside. There is probably one more stop and a half. There are fewer people and cars on the way to the hotel. There are no attractions here and there are few tourists. The cars drove more than before. Soon, "I said wait, wait for you to get off work, now it's you who wait and wait for me to get off."

"Why don't that..." Yan Hang said half way without a voice.

"What's the matter?" asked on the first day.

"...No," Yan Hang sounded a little absent-minded when he spoke again, "I'm going to... the station now, where have you been?"

"Supermarket," said the first day of the new year. He didn't know why, he was suddenly very anxious, "I got out of the car and ran over."

"Huh?" Yan Hang was stunned.

The car entered the station and stopped. It squeezed past and got out of the car on the first day of the new year. Now it was dark and there were fewer people on the sidewalk. He could run faster than the bus.

"I'll run and go over." Chu said as he ran.

"Did you get out of the car?" Yan Hang asked.

"Yeah!" Chuyi smiled. When he ran, the autumn breeze blowing on him made him feel comfortable, and the whole figure seemed to be all through, "Yan Hang."

"...Huh?" Yan Hang responded.

On the first day of the year, he pressed the bag that was smashed on his butt with one hand, and held the phone with the other: "I want to say now..."

"Wait for me over there," Yan Hang said suddenly, "the supermarket."

"Huh?" The first day of the year was stunned, "My horse, I ran up."

Yan Hang turned around after crossing the street and looked behind him. He didn't see any abnormal people, but he could be sure that someone was following him.

It wasn't that he didn't sleep well, nor was it the influence of his mental state. He hadn't had this strong feeling of approaching danger for a long time.

"You..." Yan Hang looked around. There were not many people. To be honest, he could see clearly at a glance. There was no target he was looking for. "You just wait for me there."

He can't let the first day come over, he hasn't figured out the situation yet.

"Why?" asked the first day.

"I have a surprise for you," Yan Hang made up a reason casually, "You... wait for me to pass."

The environment of the hotel is very clean, except for the shopping mall behind the hotel, the street is basically surrounded by small green gardens and unit walls.

"Surprise?" The voice seemed to stop at the first day of the new year, "What surprise, surprise?"

"Is it a surprise to say it?" Yan Hang said. He didn't go in the direction of the first day of the junior high school. He turned around and prepared to go back. There were fewer people there. If there were anyone, he would find it easier.

When he turned around, he saw a figure sway in the front corner.

If he hadn't deliberately paid attention to his surroundings, he would definitely not see this person, and his instinct made him connect this person with the person with the left leg problem that he saw in the restaurant that day.

"Then I'll wait for you, come over." The first day of the new year sounds good.

When he wanted to hang up, he called him again on the first day of the new year: "Yan Hang."

"Huh?" Yan Hang walked slowly towards the corner, reached into his pocket, held the key, and clamped the small steel vertebrae between his fingers.

"I...I think, I want to tell you one thing," said the first day of the new year. "I'm afraid I will look at you, I won't wait, I dare not say it."

"What's the matter?" Yan Hang asked, staring at the corner, slowly approaching, and stepping over again suddenly.

On the corner is a flower garden, outside is a fountain with a lot of trees planted in it, and a small stone road passes by, there are two or three sets of stone tables and chairs. At noon, many young girls at work will buy lunch and eat here.

But no one saw it at the moment.

"On the first day," Yan Hang looked over there, "I'll call..."

"Yan Hang," Qing Yi cleared his throat, "I like you, I like you."

Yan Hang was stunned.

When he heard the footsteps behind him, he had just recovered from what he said on the first day of the junior high school, and it was too late to escape.

Someone behind him slammed into him.