A Lucky Coin

This Su Bin is very uncomfortable.

Yan Hang kicked him, and before he tried hard, he clumped together on the ground and stopped moving.

"Dead?" Dali poked out his head from the disabled three-wheeler behind.

"Even a grasshopper can't die with this foot." Yan Hang said.

"Pretend," Li got out of the car, walked to Su Bin, bent over and yelled at him, "Money! When will you pay it back!"

"I don't owe you money!" Su Bin also yelled, with a little crying, "You made the wrong person!"

"Are you Su Bin," Yan Hang asked slowly, "I just asked you, what you can say is."

Su Bin struggled and said, "I am, but I..."

"Repay the money!" Yan Hang kicked his ass again.

"Who are you!" Su Bin shouted hoarsely.

"Your father." Yan Hang kicked him again, "Your father came here to teach you how to be a man!"

"Indebted!" Yan Hang kicked his back.

"Repay the money!" He stepped on his arm again.

He worked hard these few times, but he didn't find a place to go wrong, it hurts.

"I have a wallet in my pocket!" Su Bin struggled to stand up, "If you want the money, I will give it to you!"

"Let me see," Da Li went over, took out his wallet from his trouser pocket, opened it and took a look, then raised his wallet and twitched his head, "Who fooled these hundreds of dollars!"

Su Bin lost his voice and held his head.

Yan Hang didn't intend to inflict any serious injuries on Su Bin. Dali had already slapped him in the face and punched him. He looked bruised and swollen. He should also have bruises on his body at the moment, and the effect is still very good.

That's it.

He was still in school on the first day of the junior high school, which really made Su Bin too serious. In case of investigation, it might affect him.

Even if it was a lesson this time, frighten Su Bin.

He hasn't slowed down now, and he should understand when he returns to school in a while.

But if you want to say anything, there is no evidence, you can only hold back.

"Next time I borrow the money and think about paying it back," Yan Hang squatted down beside him, Su Bin's face rushed down, he pulled Su Bin's hair and lifted his head up, "Did you hear that? "

Su Bin said nothing.

"Did you hear me clearly!" Da Li kicked his waist.

"...I heard it clearly." Su Bin said.

"This time you count as your first offense," Yan Hang said, "I will treat you to seafood next time when you fall into my hands."

Li took Su Bin on the electric tricycle, and Yan Hang got on it.

When the car drove back to the entrance of their school on the first day of the junior high school, Yan Hang pushed Su Bin down. Before the security guard came, Dali turned the switch, and the tricycle screamed forward and drove away.

"Brother Hang," said Dali, "you are too light to start, so just scratch it and let me run."

"You are here to drive a car," Yan Hang took off his mask, buttoned his hat on Dali's head, lit a cigarette and held it in his mouth. "I can't drive and grab someone, or I'll be myself. coming."

"Drive three rounds of beating with an electric," Li said, "you can do it."

"Nonsense, I'll let you drive the truck you are pulling the goods and wait for their school security to call the police to check the license plate," Yan Hang checked the time on the phone, "You will let me down at the intersection in a moment."

"Why? I also said to take you back to the hotel." Dali glanced at him.

"I took time off for dinner," Yan Hang said. "There's something else, thank you today. Tomorrow you will call me when you come to deliver the goods. Let's go out for a meal."

"Why are you so polite? Let me treat you as a friend, don't say thank you," Li said, "From the front hall to the back kitchen, you are the only one who asks me to help me."

Yan Hang smiled and patted him on the shoulder.

Dali stopped at the intersection, Yan Hang took out his jacket from a plastic bag that he threw on the car and put it on, then got out of the car and walked back slowly along the road.

While walking, sent a message to the first day of the junior high school.

-How long will it be for get out of class?

-Twenty minutes, Su Bin is back, let's go to the dorm to see the excitement

-What happened to Su Bin?

-....The acting is really good, I will call you after class

-it is good

Yan Hang strolled back to the bus stop opposite the school and sat down in a small tea shop next to him.

Su Bin was thrown at the school gate with a bruised nose and swollen face, which immediately aroused onlookers.

The security guard and Teacher Yang took him to the school infirmary. After a brief inspection and processing, he took him to the office. All the members of the auto repair car followed to watch the excitement. Lao Yang came out and drove him two times but failed to drive him away.

There are fights in school every day, and everyone sees them a lot, sometimes as if they didn't.

But the debt collector was dragged away from the school commissary, and then thrown back to the school door after the fight. This kind of thing is very turbulent, no one has seen it before, and the gossip is enthusiastic.

"You are in a dormitory, don't you know what's going on?" someone asked Hu Biao.

"Where to know where to go, you and his classmates have been for more than a year, besides knowing his name, do you know anything else?" Hu Biao asked.

"I only knew his name today." Another person answered very sincerely.

A group of people suddenly became a group.

"I really don't see it," someone said again, "what about loan sharking?"

"Don't talk nonsense," Zhou Chunyang glanced at him and raised his voice, "Which one of your eyes saw him borrowing usury, maybe it was ordinary borrowing, and it was not paid back. You are in a class, don't take the lead in spreading rumors."

"Damn." The man laughed.

As Yan Hang said, Lao Yang's brain should be taken to the training room for everyone to practice disassembly and assembly. It is particularly easy to be preconceived.

After the owner of the commissary and the classmates present at the time confirmed that the person who dragged Su Bin had indeed come to "collect the debt," he became less convinced of Su Bin's defense.

When everyone left to eat after class, Su Bin looked very angry and helpless in Lao Yang's office. Although he couldn't hear what they were saying, he could hear Su Bin's excited shout.

A few people went back to the dormitory together, and put their schoolbags away on the first day of the new year to go out to find Yan Hang.

"Be strict with your mouth," Zhou Chunyang said. "Be careful when bragging."

"Don't worry," Hu Biao said, "you said this to me, right?"

"Very self-aware." Zhou Chunyang smiled.

"My mouth is still strict when I should be strict," Hu Biao lay down on the bed. "Besides, I can see that everyone in this dormitory is not easy to provoke. If you are not careful, you will be charged for debts. It's a fight."

"Are you coming back on the first night of the new year?" Li Ziqiang asked.

"Back," Chu nodded, "Bring you, supper."

"Just waiting for your words." Hu Biao laughed happily.

When I left the dormitory on the first day of the new year, I went downstairs and took a look in the direction of Lao Yang's office. I didn't see Su Bin, so I guess he was still explaining it in the office.

He took out his cell phone and called Yan Hang.

"Come out?" Yan Hang answered the phone and asked.

"Well," Chu Yi smiled, "Where are you?"

"The milk tea shop at the station," Yan Hang said, "do you want something to drink?"

"I'm not studying, I drank it here at school," said the first day of the new year, "go to the city."

"Yes." Yan Hang said, "then come over."

Walking quickly to the station on the first day of the new year, I saw Yan Hang leaning against the stop sign waiting for him.

I don't know why, as long as he sees Yan Hang, the corners of his mouth want to rise, and he can't control it.

"Take a taxi?" Yan Hang also smiled, watching him come over and asked.

"Yeah." Chu nodded.

It was not on weekends, the traffic at the school gate was relatively smooth, and it was easy to get a taxi. They got in a taxi within two minutes.

As soon as he sat down in the back seat, he quietly grabbed Yan Hang's hand on the first day of the new year.

Yan Hang gently digs twice in his palm: "Are you hungry?"

"Not hungry," he said.

"I'm a little hungry," Yan Hang touched his stomach, "Go eat seafood."

"Okay," Chu nodded. After the car drove out for a while, he leaned in to Yan Hang's ear and asked in a low voice, "Are you still calling, calling someone?"

"I'm alone." Yan Hang said.

"Fart," said the first day of the month, "how do you do it alone?"

Yan Hang laughed and leaned his head back on the back seat: "I called our back chef to deliver food. I have known him for a long time. He delivered us food when I first arrived at the hotel."

"Open three, three rounds?" asked the first day.

"Isn't it cool," Yan Hang smiled harder, "Hey, it's usually a small truck."

On the first day of the junior high school, he watched him for a long time before asking in a low voice: "No car for three wheels, license plate?"

"Yeah," Yan Hang turned his head and flicked on the tip of his nose, "This matter has already passed, so just leave it alone. Has he returned to the dormitory?"

"No," said the first day of the month, "Go to Lao Yang Office, Office One, but I haven't come out."

"You guys were killed." Yan Hang said.

"Well," Chuyi thought for a while, "Why, how did you find him?"

"Did not Zhou Chunyang sent you a picture of your car repairing in class last time," Yan Hang said, "You told me that was Su Bin."

"Ah," was a little surprised on the first day of the new year, "then remember, remember?"

"Others may not remember it," Yan Hang said, "but I was so impressed with his 19-point haircut for middle-aged and old bald reserve."

"...He didn't, he wasn't bald." said the first day.

Yan Hang laughed: "Oh, I will be bald in the future."

"Should I meet him today?" He glanced at him on the first day of the new year, suddenly a little scared, "No, you won't go to teach, will you catch him in the room?"

"How is it possible, I don't know where your classroom is," Yan Hang sighed, "I am too underestimated. You have physical education classes in the afternoon. Such unfamiliar people usually don't stay nearby. What activities will he participate in, but he will definitely not go where to hide, because he has to let the teacher see that he is not skipping class, and he will definitely be able to find him if he goes in a circle."

"...Ah." I didn't know what else to say.

"Don't worry," Yan Hang rubbed his leg, "I won't be so reckless."

"Yeah." Chu Yi smiled, thinking about it, and turning his head to look at him, "Why, why didn't you follow, tell me?"

"I'm afraid you won't let me go," Yan Hang said, "Are you upset?"

"No," shook his head on the first day of the new year, "I was very surprised."

"I'm used to it casually, and there are some things that I can't bear," Yan Hang said, "you can't do anything about this, then I'll be the only one."

On the first day of the month, he squeezed his hand tightly.

Yan Hang asked him if he was upset, and he was quite surprised.

He was not upset, but after Yan Hang asked this sentence, he remembered the first time he saw Yan Hang and the first sentence he heard Yan Hang said.

"From today on, he will be covered by me."

He can still remember how he felt when he heard this sentence.

Change a person, change a scene, this sentence can be regarded as the late stage of second disease.

But at that moment, Yan Hang was like a... neurotic who fell from the sky, drove the live broadcast to rescue him from the plight.

And that sentence that he didn't take seriously, Yan Hang has never broken his words until now.

He is mine.

It has been covered.

Every time I think of this on the first day of the junior high school, I feel that I really deserve to be a dog. With such good luck, I will meet someone like Yan Hang.

In his eyes, a person with almost no shortcomings.

But after thinking about it, there is still some subtle feeling that is inexplicable.

He also wanted to be someone like Yan Hang, hoping that he could exist for Yan Hang just like Yan Hang was for him.

"Sigh what?" Yan Hang asked softly.

"Huh?" Chu Yi was stunned, "I didn't sigh, sigh."

"...I don't know if I sigh?" Yan Hang looked at him, "What do you think?"

"I didn't think about anything, what." The first day of the junior high school was a little embarrassed.

Yan Hang stared at him for a while, then said nothing.

After getting off the bus in the city, when following Yan Hang to find a place to eat, he still asked in a low voice: "Yan Hang, do you, do you think I am particularly useless and useless?"

"Huh?" Yan Hang turned to look at him, "What?"

"I am, it's not very rubbish." Lu Yi asked again.

He didn’t want to ask about this. If Yan Hang said that you are a useless trash dog, he would lose face, but if he didn’t ask, he was afraid that Yan Hang thought he was because of Su Bin's work today. Unhappy.

In such a comparison, he would rather let Yan Hang call him a trash dog.

"Who said you were trash?" Yan Hang immediately gave an unhappy expression, "Your teacher? Who else!"

"No," hurriedly waved his hand on the first day of the junior high school. "We learn, who dares to say that I am a waste and a thing."

"...Yeah," Yan Hang laughed, "Really, the professional performance is excellent, and a fight is just two tricks, so who else would dare to say that you are trash?"

"You," said the first day.

"Go away," Yan Hang looked at him, "When the hell did I say you were trash?"

"In my heart..." said the first day.

"Are you trying to fight?" Yan Hang said.

"Yes, haven't you thought about it, huh?" Chu said his words.

"Are you okay?" Yan Hang stopped, turned around and looked at him, staring at his face carefully for a long time before frowning, "Why do you think I think you are useless?"

"Then, then you think of me, I am..." On the first day of the year, he twisted his eyebrows, not knowing what to say.

"You are a dog," Yan Hang patted his face, "I'm at ease with you."

He didn't say anything when he saw him on the first day.

"Actually," Yan Hang sighed, looked around, and said softly, "I always call you a local dog. The soil is real, but not a breed."

"Then what am I, and what kind?" asked the first day.

"De Shepherd," Yan Hang said, "I don't think it is of any use at ordinary times, so I just scratch my head with something, but I feel relieved when I see it, because you know it will always follow you, and if there is any danger, it will definitely pounce. Go out and bite."

Lu Yi smiled.

"You also know that it will drag you back when you lose control," Yan Hang said. "A very reliable dog. It's a bit of dirt. I like it."

"Really?" asked the first day.

"Really," Yan Hang looked at the passers-by passing by, put his arm on his shoulder, and pushed him forward, "Don't force me to say this on the road in the future, it's especially unsuitable."

"Oh." Chuyi laughed.

Yan Hang tugged at his earlobe.

This kind of heartfelt smile in the first year of junior high made him relieved.

Compared with before, it’s almost impossible to connect him to the first year of junior high school now, but after all, after more than ten years of branding, that kind of unconfidence is not enough for one, two, three, five years. Erased.

Just as I have a strong feeling of emptiness and unreliability from time to time, I will deny myself from time to time in the first year of junior high school.

Maybe neither of them will really erase these in their lives.

it's OK.

He gave him a sense of security.

He affirmed.

That's it, there are not so many perfects in this world, the important thing is just right.

Actually, he was reluctant to go back to the dormitory this evening on the first day of the new year. He wanted to release the pigeons to bring a midnight snack to the dormitory group. But because Su Bin had just been beaten, he didn’t want Lao Yang to think he was suspicious, either. He didn't want to be caught at night and talk about things, so in the end he still carried a big bag of barbecue and went back to school.

"You don't have to worry about what Su Bin said," Yan Hang said, "you don't know anything, you are mad at him."

"Yeah." Chu nodded.

After watching the taxi drive away, he turned and entered the school.

He has never been able to adapt to this kind of distinction, and is always particularly reluctant. Sometimes he wants to travel 50 years later to see if he is always so reluctant to watch it endlessly.

As soon as he returned to the dormitory and pushed the door, Hu Biao rushed over: "Brother Dog! Brother! I'm afraid you won't come back!"

"Hey." Chu handed him a bag with several packing boxes in his hand.

"Take it," Hu Biao took the bag, "Catch it very sincerely."

"Illiterate." Zhou Chunyang was sitting in a chair, putting his legs on the table and playing with his mobile phone.

"Legs," Hu Biao said, "Why am I illiterate."

Zhou Chunyang closed his leg: "I scold you on the first day of the first year."

"You scolded me?" Hu Biao was stunned, then turned to look at the first day of the first year, "You scolded me?"

"Ah." Chuyi smiled.

"Scold... Just scold if you scold you." Hu Biao waved his hand and took the box out and put it on the table.

Several people in the dormitory threw their mobile phones around, and Wu Xu rubbed their hands: "Fengsheng, you deserve to be a person who has lived together for so long, knowing that everyone has to stick to the autumn fat."

When a group of people were eating and chatting lively, they glanced at Su Bin on the first day of the new year.

Since he came in, Su Bin has just sat on the side of the bed, neither playing with mobile phones, nor lying down, or making a sound...Of course, he usually doesn’t make any noises, just so colorful, as if Sitting upright in protest.

"Leave him alone," Zhang Qiang whispered, "It's like that when I come back from the meal. I haven't moved."

"It's been more than two hours," Hu Biao said. "After a while, he finished meditating. Should we give him a round of applause?"

"It's time to sit down in a while," Zhou Chunyang said, "You don't need to applaud, just go and bow down."

Several people had fun for a long time.

In the first year of the junior high school, he actually admired Su Bin. He used to sit by the river in a daze, but he couldn't do it for so long without moving, and his back and waist would cramp.

After they finished the barbecue, they packed up a bunch of bags and boxes at the beginning, ready to go to bed to change clothes and take a bath. They just grabbed the railing of the upper bunk before lifting their legs, Su Bin suddenly jumped up and rushed to him in two steps. before.

This speed is very fast. If this is a punch, I feel like I can't avoid it on the first day of the new year. I really didn't expect this petrified person to suddenly rush over.

But Su Bin didn't do anything. At this point, he should still be sober.

"In the first year of the junior high school," he stared, "you only have this skill."

"Huh?" Chuyi looked at him.

"Shrink your head tortoise!" Su Bin said, "Shrink your head tortoise! ​​Come to me if you have the ability!"

"Why are you looking for?" Chuyi turned and looked at him.

"If you want to hit me, come on your own! You have the ability to ask someone else to do it! No one will help you out, you are just a fart!" Su Bin was a little excited, spitting stars splashing.

On the first day of the new year, he stepped back and wiped his face: "Why do I want to beat you?"

Su Bin's words made him very upset, super upset, the original anger towards Su Bin had subsided a lot, and Yan Hang also vented his anger, but these words instantly ignited all his anger again.

"Don't pretend to be a fucking fool!" Su Bin pointed at him, "Don't you think you are upset when I told Lao Yang about you! You have the ability to talk to me directly! Hit me!"

"Hey!" Zhou Chunyang patted the table next to him, "Fuck me? So you are the one who stabbed someone in the back?"

"It's me! What's the matter! What a fool!" Su Bin said, "Hit me! You have the ability to hit me!"

It was useless for a second in the first grade, so I decided to accept Su Bin's invitation.

He reached for the back of Su Bin's head and pushed forward suddenly.

Su Bin's face was directly pressed onto the iron pillar of the canopy bed with a bang.

When he let go, Su Bin seemed to have been ordered to play slowly, and slowly fell to sit on the stool behind him, nosebleeds streaming out.

"Ah, nosebleeds," Zhang Qiang said, "Su Bin, are you okay? Didn't you go to the infirmary after being beaten up by debt collectors? Why did you bleed again?"

Su Bin did not move or speak.

"I don't know what you're talking about," said the first day of the month, bending over to his face, saying word by word, "understand, do you understand?"

Su Bin was silent.

"I'm not capable anymore," said the first day of the day, "I can also dump you, one street."

Su Bin looked at him as if he had just recovered.

"It's useless to stabbing you in the back. I'll give you ten years." The first day of the month pointed to the foot, "You also have to go back there."

After saying this, the dormitory was quiet.

On the first day of the new year, he stared at Su Bin again, straightened up and walked out of the dormitory.

When he was blown by the wind in the corridor, the blood he had been charging on his forehead slowly receded.

He was still in a daze leaning on the railing.

Growing up, he said this for the first time. Although it was all based on anger, it was still like a dream.

The dormitory door rang behind him, he turned his head, and Zhou Chunyang walked out.

"Brother Dog." Zhou Chunyang gave him a fist.

It was the first time that Zhou Chunyang called him this way.

"Today is two meters eight," Zhou Chunyang said, "no, three meters two."

"Get off." Chuyi smiled.

"That's pretty good," Zhou Chunyang came over and lit a cigarette by leaning on the railing. "I thought you would not be able to say this in your life because of your personality."

"Ah," the first day of the junior high school responded, "Neither did I expect."