A Lucky Coin

I closed my eyes on the first day of the new year, and the whole person leaned on Yan Hang, resting his chin on his shoulder, feeling very relaxed and comfortable.

Ever since he discovered that he would react to Yan Hang inexplicably, he has not relaxed so much anymore, always afraid that embarrassing things will happen when he encounters Yan Hang or approaches Yan Hang.

Just like the exam time is almost over and you haven't finished answering the papers, you can harden it when you are anxious. The more nervous you are, the easier it is to have problems.

He felt that he hadn't been so comfortable next to Yan Hang for a long time.

Yan Hang patted him lightly on his back, just like coaxing a child, giving him a sense of peace and relaxation.

He hugged Yan Hang tightly and rubbed Yan Hang's back.

"Someone dared to wipe their hands on my clothes, and I slapped him to the balcony." Yan Hang said.

"Huh?" On the first day of the first year, he closed his eyes and rubbed Yan Hang's back again. He only thought that Yan Hang's voice was good, but he didn't pay much attention to what he said.

"You fucking wipe your hands on me again," Yan Hang said, "I'll smoke you."

"Ah," Chu Yi reacted abruptly, and quickly raised his hands to take a look, and then heaved a sigh of relief, "I don't have any noodles on my hands, fans."

"Nonsense," Yan Hang said, "it's all on my back."

On the first day of the new year, he was stunned and couldn't help laughing.

He laughed so deeply that he couldn't stop the car anymore, and he quacked on Yan Hang's shoulder for a minute.

After releasing Yan Hang, he looked behind Yan Hang.

...It's okay, there are a few lines of flour, if Yan Hang is not wearing a black T-shirt today, they won't be able to see it.

"Nothing, no." said the first day.

"It's pretty slippery to talk nonsense now," Yan Hang looked at him, "just open your mouth."

She smiled embarrassedly on the first day of the junior high school.

"Go," Yan Hang lifted his chin, "There are stuffing ingredients in the small basket in the kitchen. Bring it here."

"Not in the kitchen, do you do it in the kitchen?" asked the first day.

"The sun is good here at the window," Yan Hang looked out the window, "Stay comfortable here."

"Good." Chu nodded, went to the kitchen and took out the small basket.

"Take my phone to start a live broadcast," Yan Hang said, "It's been a long time since I did anything complicated."

"Yeah." He took his mobile phone on the first day of the new year.

Yan Hang released the lock and sent a Weibo, then handed him the phone, took the mask and put it on: "You can take a photo today."

I didn't play the live broadcast on the first day of the junior high school, but I just watched it.

Yan Hang sat on the bay window with one leg bent, chin resting on his knee and looking at him: "Will you do it?"

"No, I know," Chu Yi looked at Yan Hang on the screen, and the line of words that had been swiped over, "This counts, has it started?"

-Forget it, it's already started

-Today is the little handsome guy taking the mirror 23333

-Brother Xiaotian is too much like a picture of my sky

-The screenshot is taken, and the phone screensaver has a new picture

"Little sisters, it's starting when they talk too much," Yan Hang said.

"Quite a lot." Chu nodded.

"That's the beginning," Yan Hang took out a washed potato from the small basket and tossed it towards the camera. "Today I will make bread with milk and dog stuffing for the puppy."

very handsome!

Chu Yi brushed at least three rows of exclamation marks with the ladies on the screen.

-Make bread for the puppy!!!God!

-Do you have milk stuffed puppy?

-This petting tone is killing me

"Dice potatoes." Yan Hang took the knife in his left hand and lowered his head to start cutting potatoes.

-Left hand

-It's the first time I saw Brother Xiaotian use his left hand

-I slid like this with my left hand!

It wasn't until this moment in the first grade that he realized that the hidden skills of the left hand that Yan Hang said was probably this. His left hand did nothing different from his right hand.

Thinking of what Yan Hang had said to him about flying planes...he suddenly felt that Yan Hang was insane.

"Onion," Yan Hang picked up an onion and shook it towards the camera, "Dice it too."

-Talk to the puppy

-Yeah, handsome boy, are you a human selfie stick today?

"Dinger." said the first day.

-......

-hahahahahahahahaha

-Puppy card repeater

Yan Hang glanced at him: "I was laughed at by Miss Sister?"

"Yeah." Chu nodded.

"Come on, you say this sentence." Yan Hang picked up Bacon again.

"Bacon," said the first day, "diced."

"Right." Yan Hang nodded.

-HHHHHH is so cute

-With a face

-Oh my God, you two will get married soon!

My hand shook when I saw this sentence on the first day of the new year, and the phone almost fell to the ground.

After cutting all the ingredients into dices, Yan Hang stood up: "Now I'm going to the kitchen, let's fry the stuffing."

On the first day of the new year, he held his mobile phone and followed him with a little dizziness.

-The first time I saw Xiaotian's whole body

-This figure is drooling...

-Puppy go and tear off his mask!!!

Stir-fry the stuffing is quite simple. Put the potatoes and onions in first, and then put the bacon when they are soft.

On the first day of the junior high school, he hadn't recovered from what the young lady said before, just staring at Yan Hang on the screen.

It wasn't until Yan Hang put the fried fillings into the bowl that he said again: "It's out of the pot."

-Damn, this commentary is too cold

-Don’t you know what to say?

-I'm probably dumbfounded, just like us

"Next." Yan Hang skillfully knocked three eggs into the bowl with his left hand, then turned his head and held the bowl in front of him.

"Eggs." said the first day.

"Well," Yan Hang returned his hand and poured some white things into the bowl, then handed the bowl in front of him, "This."

"I don't know." The first one replied.

"Taste it." Yan Hang said.

On the first day of the new year, he stretched his hand and tapped in the bowl lightly, and sucked his fingers: "Cream."

"Well," Yan Hang nodded, "Add salt and a little black pepper, and just mix it well, milk dog stuffing."

-I am dead

-I exploded

"Yacht." On the first day of the new year, I saw two gifts and couldn't help but say something.

-Give you a yacht!

-For you, for you, for you

-Oh my God is so cute

"Now let's make local dog bread." Yan Hang took the filling out of the kitchen and returned to the bay window.

-The puppy will be in the mirror

-Ask the same box!

On the first day of the new year, he looked at Yan Hang, and Yan Hang was pulling his head down to form small piles of noodles side by side.

He leaned over and pointed the phone at himself and Yan Hang.

"Huh?" Yan Hang turned his head.

"Seeking the same frame." said the first day.

"You really do what you want." Yan Hang said.

"Ah." Chuyi smiled.

-I'm sorry I died again

-I'm dead too

-Die together, leave me a place to lie down

"The next thing is to pinch the puppy," Yan Hang said, "came a close-up."

"Yeah." Chu Chu a camera pointed at Yan Hang's hand.

"I have a hand injury," Yan Hang said. "With one hand, don't make it too complicated. Just be a dog's head. If it is too complicated, it will easily become deformed."

Yan Hang can only help with his right hand, and basically his left hand is pinching after putting the filling on the surface.

But at the first day of the year, I was very surprised. Yan Hang's left hand made a few clicks, and he squeezed out an oval shape, and then squeezed a few more times, a round dog head came out, and he pulled a small dough to stick his ears and eye.

"Our native dog is Li-Ear," Yan Hang said, "We only clip our ears when we act like a baby..."

In the first year of junior high school, I can't see what the young ladies are talking on the screen. I only know that the brush is fast and there are a lot of gifts. He is full of buzzing "our dog" and "acting like a baby"...

"Okay, this is a flowered puppy," Yan Hang said while using scissors to cut a small opening on the dough and gently squeeze it into the shape of a petal. "Now put it in the oven, let it ferment for a while, and then bake it at 180 degrees for 15 minutes. Minutes, after baking, pour in the cream sauce you just made, and continue to bake for 5 minutes before you can eat it."

Yan Hang put the prepared bread on the baking tray and carried it into the kitchen.

Chuyi followed him in a daze, and when he entered the kitchen, he hit the door frame.

Yan Hang put the baking tray into the oven and turned around after setting the time.

On the first day of the new year, he finally recovered. According to Yan Hang's habit, it can be over at this time. There is no concluding remarks and no concluding remarks. He concentrated his fingers and poked on the screen, then exited the live broadcast.

"There is still some flour, let's make some puppy biscuits." Yan Hang said.

"Yeah." Chu nodded, put the phone on the table, went to the sink and carefully washed off the flour residue on his hands, then turned and hugged Yan Hang again.

"What are you doing?" Yan Hang asked.

"Say a baby," said the first day.

"Oh," Yan Hang smiled and touched his head with his hand back, "What about the ears?"

"Clip, get up." said the first day.

Yan Hang smiled and patted his hand: "I'm tightening my wound."

"Oh!" On the first day of the new year, he quickly let go.

The bread that Yan Hang baked today was very complicated and took a long time. He also made puppy biscuits. When they were all baked, they were ready for dinner.

"Just eat this, this." The first day of the first day of the month, he said with a dog bread.

"Whatever you want," Yan Hang said, "eat it. If you want to eat something else, you can make some pasta."

"Yeah." Chuyi took a bite of bread.

"Is it delicious?" Yan Hang asked.

"It's delicious." Chu nodded.

This was not against his intentions at all. He felt that Yan Hang's level of making these things could kill a cake shop in seconds.

A total of 16 Tugou breads were made, ten on the first day of the new year, and four for Yan Hang, and two of them were left on the first day of the new year and planned to have breakfast tomorrow.

"Tell you something." Yan Hang said while sitting on the sofa while looking at his mobile phone.

"Yeah." He sat next to him on the first day.

"The part-time job that I told you before," Yan Hang said, "People say that from tomorrow, from 7:30 to 10 in the evening."

"Tomorrow?" On the first day of the new year, he was excited at first. After all, he didn't have much money in his hand, but after the excitement he was a little nervous. He had only worked a job, and he didn't need to talk.

"Tomorrow night I will accompany you to recognize the place," Yan Hang said, "It's not too far away from me."

"Okay," rubbed his hands on the first day of the morning, "I have, I am a little nervous."

"It's okay," Yan Hang glanced at him, "You will cheat gifts. The waiter's work is still tight."

"I didn't!" The first day of the new year was stunned, "Who lied to the gift?

"Little sisters today brushed a lot of gifts." Yan Hang said.

"That's you!" Chuyi glared at him.

Every time Miss Sister died collectively because of what you said!

But he didn't feel embarrassed to say this, and it was too long, and it was laborious.

"Well," Yan Hang smiled, "I am in a very good mood today..."

"Really?" asked the first day.

"Really," Yan Hang looked at him, "I haven't been so happy for a long time."

"Tired?" He still looked a little tired on the first day of the junior high school. I don't know if it was because he was too tired to make bread, or because he was a little weak after the fever.

"It's kind of," Yan Hang said, "it's the same after the fever is gone."

"Then you still make bread." said the first day.

"It doesn't matter if I'm in a good mood," Yan Hang put his arm on his arm, "I was carrying a stomachache and made a big meal during the Chinese New Year the year before last."

"This year is over, where are you during the New Year?" asked the first day of the new year.

"Here," Yan Hang thought for a while, "I spent time with Old Cui."

On the first day of the new year, I remembered what happened during the New Year, and the mood at that time can still be clearly recalled now. He frowned and suddenly raised his head: "Namming, next year..."

"I still talk to old Cui," Yan Hang said, "he won't go home anyway."

Nothing in the first day of the new year.

He has never thought about the New Year. For him, the New Year is just like that, but now that he has found Yan Hang, the New Year is not just like that.

He didn't want to go home for the New Year, he just wanted to go back quietly to see his grandparents and aunts, but he would be separated from Yan Hang again. When he thought of the three days when he went home on November, his mood suddenly plummeted.

"There are still several months left," Yan Hang put his hand on his head, tucked a bunch of hair with his fingers, and turned it down, "Look at your expression."

On the first day of the day, he turned his head and grinned at him.

"Are you going to work?" Hu Biao was a little surprised. "Are you short of money? Tell us if you are short of money, let's get some for you?"

"No," Chu Yi sighed, "just want to work."

"Why?" Hu Biao asked again.

"Make money," said the first day of the month.

"Still, tell us if you are short of money," Hu Biao said.

"Hey," Zhou Chunyang lied in bed, "People just go to work to make money, not when we are short of money waiting for crowdfunding, why is it so hard to talk to you."

"How tired it is to work," Hu Biao said, "we are still children."

Looked at him on the first day.

"Isn't it? You don't have a correct understanding of yourself," Hu Biao said. "Aren't we just kids? My brother is 20 years old, and I look at me like kids."

He didn't speak in the first year of the junior high school. He never felt that he was a child. No one in the family used to treat him as a child. He just felt that he was a native.

But when Hu Biao said this, he seemed to suddenly understand something.

Yan Hang.

In Yan Hang's eyes, he is a child, right?

Puppies, small dogs, milk dogs...

Yan Hang just treats him like a child, a child who is used to spoiling his ears...

I started to have a little appetite today.

Just after four o'clock, Yan Hang felt a little hungry. After five o'clock, he went to make himself a fried rice with shredded coconut and pineapple. He ate wildly, and felt that he was not completely full after eating.

It is estimated that the body is slowly recovering.

Of course, what affects his appetite the most is his emotions, and everything is fine when he gets better.

He took a cell phone and looked at the time. Originally, he planned to come over to eat with him and work in the restaurant on the first day of the first year, but when he was out, he was called by the teacher to help move things.

Yan Hang lay down on the sofa. During this period of time before coming to the first year of junior high school, he didn't know whether he should read a book, play a game, or squint for a while.

He held the phone casually, and the security software reminded him that he hadn't cleaned up the trash for a long time, so he ordered clean up.

After cleaning up, a certain cloud storage told him that there weren't many places, so spend money to buy some.

He looked at it, and all that took up space was photos and videos.

He doesn't want to delete the photos.

video?

He hadn't watched the video for a long time, and he almost couldn't remember what it was. He opened the video folder.

The first video that jumped into his sight made him stunned.

He no longer remembers that he still has small porn in these places. Fortunately, the first day of the day did not have the habit of researching his mobile phone.

He stared at the title of the video for a while.

In fact, I used to watch AV, and I watched it when I was shooting, and sometimes I watched pictures.

He frowned. A person watching an AV, touching the waist of a little boy, can actually respond... Yan Hang, are your interests so broad?

Yan Hang rested his arm in thought.

He recalled his previous feelings, when he looked at these, whether his attention was on the man or the woman... But for a while, it was still a little unclear.

But what is certain is that, whether it is a video or a picture, he will not use only girls.

So to say……

Yan Hang tutted and clicked on the video.

Give it a try to your mother.

On the first day of the new year, I waited downstairs for Yan Hang to come down, and went around the small garden by the way, but no hedgehog was found.

The security guard looked at him as he passed by: "Where are you looking for a hedgehog?"

"Ah." Chuyi smiled.

"Probably went for a walk there with his wife." The security guard pointed to the flower garden in the distance.

"His wife?" The first day of the month was stunned.

"Well," the security nodded, "Just your Uncle Cui, I don't know where to pick up a female hedgehog..."

On the first day of the new year he laughed, he really didn't expect Cui Yi to still have such a leisurely feeling to find a wife for the hedgehog.

When I was about to walk over there and take a look, Yan Hang's voice came from behind: "Where are you going."

On the first day of the new year, he immediately turned his head and rushed to him in two steps wrapped in the wind: "Nowhere, don't go."

"Go," Yan Hang put his arm on his shoulder, then took it down again, glanced at him, put his arm up again, then frowned, "You won't grow longer, will you?"

"Huh?" Chu Yi touched the top of his head, "I don't know."

"It's not easy to take a shoulder." Yan Hang said.

"Then what," said the first day of the new year, "I will give it to you later, buy high heels, shoes, right?"

"I'm telling you about the first day of the new year," Yan Hang glanced at him, "I will stick your mouth after I buy a plaster later."

The first day of the new year laughed for a long time.

This working restaurant is not big, it is a bit like the small coffee shop where Yan Hang used to work, with seven or eight small tables, warm yellow lights, very light music, and the aroma of coffee that you can smell at the door.

"Go in by yourself," Yan Hang stood across the street with him, "Don't let people see you come to work and have to be accompanied by someone."

"Well," Chu nodded, "They know, know I'm stuck, don't they?"

"I know," Yan Hang smiled, "People say that there is no need to say anything, so there is nothing else to say after a few polite words."

"Okay," looked at the time on the first day of the new year, "in now, go? Not yet, it's time."

Yan Hang also looked at the time, and there were still 20 minutes before the appointment time: "After a while, it will be fine three to five minutes in advance. It's too early, in case someone else has other things inconvenient."

"Then stand here for a while." Chu nodded.

"Go over there." Yan Hang looked at both sides, and pointed forward.

The two of them walked forward for a while and sat down on the roadside chairs.

It's cold now, and no one else is sitting here blowing hair except for the two of them.

"Is it cold?" asked the first day.

"It's not cold." Yan Hang put his arm on the back of the chair behind him, and his fingers lit his shoulder, as if he was playing rhythm.

The first year of junior high school likes the atmosphere now.

The two of him and Yan Hang, talking or not talking, were comfortable because they could feel the slight temperature on Yan Hang's body.

"Do you want to show you a magic trick?" Yan Hang said.

"Left hand too, will it?" asked the first day of the month.

"Oh, forgot," Yan Hang laughed, "You can play with steel with your left hand, but you can't change it. If you don't have the right hand, it will show you stuff."

On the first day of the new year, he laughed for a while, then looked at the ground for a while and froze for a while.

"Yan Hang," he turned his head, "are you, aren't you..."

"Huh?" Yan Hang looked at him.

"Think I am, a child?" asked the first day of the first year, "that is, treat me as a child, a child?"

"Why ask this?" Yan Hang smiled.

"Just want to ask." said the first day.

"When I first saw you, I thought you were a primary school student," Yan Hang said, "I knew you should be in junior high school when you were wearing a school uniform."

"Because it is short?" Chu Yi sighed.

"No," Yan Hang looked at him, "because you are timid."

"Oh," the first day of the year thought for a while, "then, what about coming?"

"Later," Yan Hang raised his head and looked at the sky, "Later... I was a little bit confused. On the one hand I think you have grown up a lot, but at the same time I think you are very small."

Yan Hang gave a little thumb up: "That's it."

"Actually, I'm a steel, fine, right?" said the first day.

Yan Hang laughed, and stopped for a while. When he looked at him again, his expression became a little serious.

"It's not a kid anymore," Yan Hang looked at him, stretched out his hand and clicked on his lips, "At least I...I can't even treat you as a kid now."