A Lucky Coin

Sometimes when the first leg hit Yan Hang's body, Yan Hang would squeeze his leg indiscriminately.

When he squeezed, he felt that he was going to ascend to heaven, very comfortable, and his heart was itchy. Later, he discovered that Yan Hang was about to ascend to heaven when he kicked the dog, and he couldn't breathe.

But at this moment, he finally realized deeply that he was indeed a little-seen dog, who was about to ascend to heaven at every turn, and could not find a word when he was about to ascend to heaven.

Even if there were any words to describe it, he couldn't care about it now.

From the moment Yan Hang followed his chest and kissed all the way to his lower abdomen, his mind was filled with magma, except for the excitement, nothing else.

This was a feeling he had never experienced or imagined before, not to mention that his mind was lost, his breathing was lost, he no longer needed to breathe.

Every inch of his skin, every pore, and every cell was surrounded by excitement with a strong stimulus, and all the senses blocked all perceptions except Yan Hang.

He could see and hear what he could think of and feel, only the intense pleasure of being wrapped in warmth and moisture that Yan Hang brought him.

Even at the last minute, boldly grabbed Yan Hang's hair, but before he unconsciously figured out what he was pulling Yan Hang's hair for, Yan Hang had already squeezed his wrist, and then took his hand. Pressed back on the sofa.

After that, it was almost like being in a coma.

I'm unconscious, it should be.

On the first day of the new year, I felt that my whole body was so tight that I couldn't breathe, and my joints were almost stuck. When I finally relaxed, for about a few minutes, it looked like a plant dog collapsed on the sofa.

It wasn't until Yan Hang came out of the toilet with water on his face that he recovered a little.

"Spray you, face?" He asked in a daze.

"In the mouth." Yan Hang wiped the water off his face.

"...Ah." He went out of his body again.

Yan Hang came over and touched his face: "Hey, dog."

"...Huh?" He looked at Yan Hang.

"Have you come back?" Yan Hang looked at him.

"No," he said.

"Then you go slowly," Yan Hang said, "I'll get something to eat, what do you want to eat?"

"Rice," he said.

"All right." Yan Hang smiled.

When he was about to turn around and go to the kitchen, Lu Yi grabbed his hand again.

"What's the matter?" Yan Hang turned his head.

"Stay for a while." said the first day.

Yan Hang sat next to him, rubbing against him and hugged Yan Hang on the first day.

"Do you still want to talk about your experience?" Yan Hang rubbed his back.

"No." said the first day, "just want to stay, stay for a while."

"Is it cold?" Yan Hang took the air conditioner remote control, "You are naked."

On the first day of the new year, he was stunned, suddenly returned to his soul, and quickly touched his butt, and after touching the underwear, he breathed a sigh of relief: "No results."

Yan Hang smiled and said nothing.

I was so stunned for ten minutes. On the first day of the new year, I finally felt that I was normal, my brain was able to turn, and my body was able to move freely. Then I sat up slowly and sighed slightly.

"Why do you still sigh?" Yan Hang asked.

"Too prickly, irritating," said the first day of the month, "this is too irritating."

"Then I won't irritate you anymore," Yan Hang said.

"Don't." He answered the sentence without even thinking about it, and felt burnt on his face when he finished speaking.

Yan Hang leaned on the sofa and laughed for a long time: "Aren't you afraid you can't stand it?"

"I admit, the ability to bear it is very strong." said the first day.

"Oh." Yan Hang looked at him still smiling.

Chuyi glanced at him: "I can do it too, I can stab you to stimulate you."

"Let's talk about it," Yan Hang said, "I'm afraid you will bite me off."

Tsk in the first day.

"It's a dog after all," Yan Hang said.

"Want to try, do you want to try?" Turning his head on the first day, he was a little unconvinced.

In fact, he was so excited that he didn't care about picking up problems with Yan Hang. Yan Hang talked lively, as if he was an old driver, but it was also the first time.

Why should the new driver make it difficult for the new driver?

"Now?" Yan Hang laughed.

"Yeah." Chuyi stretched out his hand and pulled his pants.

"Hey, hey," Yan Hang hurriedly pulled his trousers, "You can rest assured, I will eat first, and I will go to Cui Yi's house to find out the situation. He went to see my dad with another lawyer today. I don't know if there is any. New news."

"Oh, good." He immediately withdrew his hand on the first day of the new year. Uncle Yan's matter was a tranquilizer for him, which could instantly wake him up.

For dinner, Yan Hang made pasta and small desserts, still super fast and delicious.

However, on the first day of the new year, my appetite was not as high as usual, and I didn't taste the food too much in my mouth.

"What's wrong with me?" He felt that this was very inconsistent with his own style, and couldn't help but look at Yan Hang and asked, "Are you sick?"

"Make me bite?" Yan Hang asked while eating.

"I didn't, I don't have any appetite." On the first day, he frowned, and after two seconds, he quickly raised his hand and pressed his eyebrow.

"I'm so excited," Yan Hang said, "Note that it's all there, I haven't even thought about coming back."

"...I didn't, I don't have any attention, I'm all on the dick!" said the first day.

Yan Hang smiled and said nothing.

On the first day of the first day, he stared at him for a while, then hesitantly said in a low voice: "Maybe, it's possible, maybe, I'm still young after all."

"Yeah, yeah, I'm not an adult yet." Yan Hang nodded.

"You took me and it broke." Chu Yi sighed.

"You regret it," Yan Hang said with a smile.

"No," Chu Yi thought about it and sighed with emotion, "If it weren't, I wouldn't be without you now, I know what it is and what it is, I dare not think about it..."

Maybe they are still at home, and they will definitely not be able to pass the exam. Then they may be studying in a vocational school near home, and go home every day, living in depression and depression.

My dad is no longer at home, and my mom ran away too, he and grandma...think about it.

"Did your dad contact you recently?" Yan Hang asked.

"No," shook his head on the first day of the new year. "My father called me and called and said he would not go out either."

"Don't look for work anymore?" Yan Hang said, "He was acquitted, and it will not affect his job search. Just change the environment. No one knows what happened to him."

"That's why I look down on my dad," the first day of the new year frowned, "I got up on my stomach and can't get up."

"Do your grandparents raise him now?" Yan Hang asked.

"I don't know, I told Grandpa to leave and give him money," said the first day of the new year. "Neither, I won't give it to him. How old is he, how old is he, just use it like this, is it useless."

Yan Hang smiled: "When you said this, you looked like an adult. Don't be shameless and say you are still young in the future."

"It's just still young," said the first day of the new year. "Puppy, very nice, little love, puppy."

"Well, little puppy." Yan Hang tutted twice.

After eating, Yan Hang called Cui Yi and went out, leaving Chu Changgong at home to clean up the dishes.

At first glance, Cui Yi's family lacked a long-term job. Although it can't be said about the chaos, you can see the temperament of a single dog at a glance.

"How is it?" Yan Hang asked, "Do you have any comments from Teacher Liu?"

"The initial thoughts are similar to what I said before," Cui Yi said. "The surname Ding had a major fault, combined with your dad's motives, methods, and results, plus that he has no previous convictions. This is a first offense. All of these are beneficial to him. Now, there are only two points that are a bit tangled. Is it too defensive? He and Chu Jianxin’s confession are consistent. It depends on how this is mentioned. The other point is escape."

"Yeah," Yan Hang nodded, "I understand."

"Ms. Liu is very experienced, so I will be an assistant for him," Cui Yi said. "Wait at ease. This case involves the previous case. It takes two to three months to investigate and another one or two months to file a lawsuit. The trial again, I calculate it will take about eight months, for such a long time, if you are old and unsure, I will be a bit unhappy."

"What's wrong with you?" Yan Hang smiled.

"Yan Zhiyuan was like that when there was no news. People are there now, and I still have to see him from time to time," Cui Yi said. "I want to ask his son what is it like, what do I say, every day, follow me to inquire? "

"Well, I know, I will relax. Actually, as long as he can't die, I really don't have any other extravagances." Yan Hang took a piece of chocolate from Cui Yi's table and ate it.

"I was not stabbed to death at the beginning, and I will definitely not die later," Cui Yi said. "Just wait for the final judgment."

"Okay," Yan Hang nodded, "Do I only see my dad when I get the court session?"

"Yes," Cui Yi nodded, "you can go and listen then..."

"I feel I still don't listen," Yan Hang frowned, "I'm uncomfortable. My dad probably doesn't want to meet me like this."

"Whatever you want," Cui Yi patted him on the shoulder, "Tell him what you said today."

"What's his reaction?" Yan Hang asked.

"What do you think?" Cui Yi smiled.

"I might say that I'm like a little lady." Yan Hang said.

"Father and son." Cui Yi gave a thumbs up.

"Damn." Yan Hang was a little helpless.

Dad's matter was almost the same. Except for his confession and the lawyer's general opinion, Yan Hang didn't inquire any more. He might not be able to understand what he really said to him.

Then wait, Cui Yi said about eight months, but it didn't take long to think about it.

As long as you know that Dad is okay, you won't feel uncomfortable for more than half a year. What's uncomfortable is the days when you didn't know anything, all things could only be guessed, and you always thought about the worst.

In the first year of junior high school, I don't know if it was because of the two months of working life in the summer vacation that gave him strength and confidence. After school started, he enthusiastically invested in auto repair learning.

Yan Hang lay on the sofa and flipped through the circle of friends on the first day of the junior high school. This can be four or five times in less than a month. He posted all the black and all the oil and couldn’t understand where it was. car parts.

Not to mention that it is accompanied by an explanatory text, there is only his iconic little expression.

Originally, Yan Hang was thinking about the National Day holiday that he could not travel with the first day of the junior high school. He was afraid that he would be depressed on the first day of the junior high school. Now, it seems that he would not have time to go out on the first day of the junior high school.

Now people are the first auto repair brother, whether it is to look at the face, the force value, or the level of business, you have to call the dog.

Brother Gou’s eleventh holiday must be spent with oil in the garage.

Eleven is negligible, but it still exists on weekends.

Today is the weekend. I struggled in their school’s broken garage for most of the day on the first day of the new year, and then sent him a message.

-I'm across from the hotel, waiting for you to get off work

Yan Hang felt that a person is not important to you, and how important it is can be seen now.

This news made him feel tired and irritated because of too many guests today, and he can continue to raise it until the end of get off work.

He has not been together with the first day of junior high school for a day or two. Since realizing that he has experienced a lot of things now, and even some things have not yet come to fruition, he still feels because of the thought of seeing the first day of junior high school. happy.

Maybe he didn't know that he was so capable in the first grade.

Yan Hang changed his clothes and ran into Xiao Hu when he came out of the locker room.

"Brother Hang," Xiao Hu leaned over immediately when he saw him, and whispered, "The eldest lady is here again."

"Where?" Yan Hang asked.

"I didn't see anyone, I saw her parked in front of the hotel as soon as I got down." Xiao Hu said.

Yan Hang frowned: "Then my escape route is not easy to determine."

"Yeah," said Xiao Hu, "I don't know where she will stop you...or should I find someone and tell her you are not here anymore?"

"Do you think she can believe it?" Yan Hang said.

"...No." Xiao Hu sighed.

"It's okay," Yan Hang smiled, "I can't do anything to me, just be annoying."

"Why don't you think there are no women pestering me like this?" Xiao Hu was a little sad.

"I'm so annoying, are you envious?" Yan Hang looked at him.

"You bother me," Xiao Hu said. "The eldest lady is beautiful and rich...hey, let's go quickly, if she touches here in a while, it will be difficult to run."

"Go." Yan Hang patted him on the shoulder.

This eldest lady, Yan Hang can't remember when she first saw her. According to the eldest lady, it was at least a year or two ago, but Yan Hang had no impression at all.

At that time, he was in the front hall, and he couldn't count the number of guests he saw every day. If he only came to eat a few times, he would definitely not remember it, even a pretty girl.

He could still look at pretty girls a few times before, but since he was with the handsome guy, he basically ignored it.

The eldest lady started to officially appear on the stage probably a month ago, called him through the front office foreman, and then introduced herself and confessed.

Yan Hang politely refused, but he didn't say that he was not interested in the girl. She just didn't expect that she would come every few days. This is the fourth time today. It's like reminding Yan Hang that he still does it from time to time. A handsome guy who will be pursued by a little girl.

Missy’s car parked at the entrance of the hotel. Perhaps it was a trap. People thought she would squat somewhere in the lobby to choose the employee passage, so Yan Hang decided to leave the lobby.

...In fact, just find any reason, walk out of the lobby, and go out to the street, you can immediately see the dog squatting across the street waiting for him.

There was peace in the lobby, and the lady was not seen.

Yan Hang heaved a sigh of relief and walked out quickly.

As soon as I left the door, I saw the sports car parked on the left side of the door and the lady leaning against the door.

"Hidden from me, right?" The eldest lady came over, "I won't give you a chance to meet and make friends? Isn't it a bit too heartless."

"You can make friends another day," Yan Hang said, "I'm very busy today, I'm in a hurry."

"What are you up to?" The eldest lady pressed the remote control in her hand, and the car called over there, "I'll take it to you."

"No," Yan Hang saw the first one who was standing on the opposite side. After hesitating for a while, he pointed to the side, "Someone will pick me up."

"Where?" The eldest lady looked at it, "Walk?"

"Run," Yan Hang said, "Run back."

"Run back?" The lady was stunned, "Don't you say you are busy? Are you busy going home?"

"Yes," Yan Hang said, "We can see each other two days a week, of course we are busy going home."

Missy looked confused.

"That," Yan Hang said, "it's my boyfriend."

Missy's eyes turned round.

Yan Hang picked a small flower from the flowerpot next to her and put it in her hand: "Thank you."

Then she strode forward without waiting for her to speak.

"Who?" asked the first day of the new year, "that young lady, sister."

"Don't call it so affectionate," Yan Hang put his arm on his shoulder, "you will regret calling it when you know the truth later."

"What is the truth, what?" asked the first day.

"Guess it." Yan Hang said.

On the first day of the new year, he looked back and pondered for a while: "A rich man who needs a package to raise you, mother?"

"...You can really guess." Yan Hang sighed.

"No?" asked the first day.

"People just want to make friends..." Yan Hang was interrupted by the first day of junior high before he finished.

"Impossible," said the first day, "just want to make a friend, you just don't have this, an attitude."

"What's my attitude?" Yan Hang glanced at him.

"You pointed to me," said the first day of the month, and after thinking about it, he laughed again, smiling very happily, "Yan Hang."

"Huh?" Yan Hang poked his face, "Laughing like this."

"Are you telling her," Chu Yi smiled, "that's my boy, friend."

"You can do it now," Yan Hang smiled, "Know me very much."

"Really?" The first day of the day turned and looked at him.

"Yeah." Yan Hang nodded, "I said it was my boyfriend. We can see each other only two days a week. I have to rush over and run home with him for the Spring Festival evening."

"...Fart," said the first day.

"Really," Yan Hang leaned in his ear, "I am in a good mood today, and I want to spend a while in the evening."

"Oh." The first day of the day gave him a look, "You suddenly said this, so I'm a bit uncomfortable, sorry."

"It's okay, you are ashamed to be normal," Yan Hang touched his head, "Are you still young."

"Yes." Chuyi laughed.

"Run back," Yan Hang said suddenly after walking for a while, "I haven't run for a long time."

"I run every day." said the first day.

"I also run every day," Yan Hang sighed, "We haven't ran away in a long time, and now we are together all day long without thinking about such serious things."

"That's right, let's be serious," Chu nodded. They both wore running and didn't take their bags. There is nothing wrong with running back. "Run back."

Yan Hang flicked his face and ran forward.

Follow him on the first day of the junior high school, running side by side with him.

This road is okay, there are not many people on the sidewalk at this time, and they run quite comfortably.

This was how I ran before. There was no track and no place to pick. I just ran forward along the sidewalk. He was next to the wall, Yan Hang ran in the middle, and from time to time he would reach out and drag him over.

The happiest thing every day at that time was to go for a run with Yan Hang at night.

Run for two laps, take a break in a chair by the river, and have a drink and chat.

At that time, he was very satisfied, and Yan Hang appeared on the days when he was most satisfied, and gave him more than expected to get along.

At that time, compared with the present, in fact, it was neither practical nor happy. Leaving Yan Hang's range, he would return to the darkness.

But he can remember a lot, every detail he and Yan Hang can remember clearly.

He can even remember the first time he grasped Xin Yan Hang's hand and the feeling when he held his ankle, and he could even remember the soothing kiss Yan Hang made on his forehead.

Maybe from that time on, his feelings for Yan Hang were not just as simple as an important friend. After all, the dog had a slower reaction.

"What do you think?" Yan Hang asked.

"A lot, a bunch," said the first day of the junior high school, "the previous one, it was about running together."

"Nostalgia?" Yan Hang smiled.

"Don't be pregnant," said the first day of the new year. "Always remember, remember."

"I don't remember," Yan Hang said, "what to do."

"I will not dislike, dislike you..." said the first day of the new year, "A, Alz, A...Z, Erz, Mo... Hey, dementia!"

Yan Hang couldn't laugh, and had fun while running.

"Please drink, drink water," the first day of the month sighed, and pointed to a small newsstand in front of him, "there is there."

"Good." Yan Hang nodded.

The two went to buy a bottle of Coke, and the boss found two steel rods.

Yan Hang took it and handed one to the first day of junior high school: "Ying Jing Jing."

On the first day of the first day of the new year, he was a little surprised with this steel pin. Now he no longer carries the small leather jacket made by Yan Hang on his body every day, but presses it down on the pillow.

He is no longer the native dog who needs to feel the presence of Yan Hang at that moment to muster the courage.

But when he heard the spirits of Jun Jun, he would still jerk, and his heart was full of warmth.

Yan Hang didn't speak, and after walking forward for a while, he stretched out his hand in front of him, and the steel was turned back and forth between his fingers.

On the first day of junior high, Yan Hang had never told him how the magic trick for picking up girls had changed, and he probably didn't intend to tell him. Anyway, this magic ended up with only one dog, and it failed.

Yan Hang's hand flipped, and the steel was gone.

"Wow!" yelled immediately on the first day of the new year, "so awesome!"

Yan Hang smiled.

"Where did you go?" The first day of junior high school continued to cooperate.

Yan Hang's hand wrapped around his shoulder and touched the tip of his left ear. As soon as he turned his head, his face was held by Yan Hang's fingers.

"Now, it's actually not very suitable. On the street, it's not very romantic," Yan Hang said softly in his right ear, "but there are some things that I feel are right, so I want to say."

On the first day of the first year, Yan Hang's whispers in his ear made him very comfortable, and he wanted to listen with his eyes closed.

Listen for as long as you want.

"I think you definitely don't know what love is, you are too earthy," Yan Hang said, "but I don't know much either, although I'm very foreign."

On the first day of the junior high school, he wanted to laugh a little, but the excitement and shock faintly surging in his heart made him unable to laugh. He felt that the surrounding area was darkened, and only he and Yan Hang were on.

Yan Hang continued to say softly: "But I still want to say..."

"I love you." said the first day.

Yan Hang's voice disappeared in an instant. After a few seconds, he said again: "I fucking want to smoke you, and you have to stutter and your mother learns to grab someone's lines, are you owing it!"

On the first day of the new year, he turned his head and looked at him and smiled.

"I'll smoke you in a while!" Yan Hang stared at him.

I didn't speak in the first year of junior high school, but still laughed. I never felt so stupid to laugh, but I just couldn't stop.

Yan Hang sighed, and put his arm around him.

"Alright, grab it," Yan Hang said, "I love you too."