A Lucky Coin

Yan hang followed his father to many places, but it was his first time to fly.

Dad is afraid of heights. He used to take him to ride the ferris wheel. When he didn't feel much about it, he almost told his last words.

Yan hang smiles.

Before the plane took off, he looked out of the window at the sun bleached ground.

"Would you like a blanket?" Cui Yi asked, "flying for an hour and a half, you can sleep for a while."

"In an hour and a half, flying back and forth for three times can almost wait for miracles to appear. I feel sleepy," Yan said. "I'll be in a daze for a while."

"I contacted the doctor for you," Cui Yi said. "When you get to the place, you have a good rest for a week, and then go to chat?"

"Well." Yan hang nodded.

"I thought you would refuse," Cui Yi said with a smile

"If you can feel better, who doesn't want to," said Yan hang, "I don't really want to die."

Cui Yi didn't speak and patted him on the shoulder.

Today's plane is half an hour late. It's still fast.

When the radio asked everyone to turn off their mobile phones, Cui Yi took a look at him: "turned off?"

"I turned it off when I went to see you. I didn't turn it on." Yan hang said.

"Have you said goodbye to all your friends?" Cui Yi asked.

“…… My friend, "Yan hang hesitated. When he thought of the first day of junior high school, he felt depressed." No. "

Cui Yi Leng: "didn't tell a friend to leave?"

"No Yan hang said.

Cui Yi looked at him and said nothing.

"I In fact, "Yan hang hesitated, his voice was very light," I don't know how to say goodbye. "

"You didn't say goodbye to humanity?" Cui Yi also lowered his voice.

"Well," Yan hang turned his head and looked out of the window at the slowly moving scenery, "I haven't met anyone anywhere. I don't need to say goodbye to anyone."

"Oh." Cui Yi answered, thought about it and sighed.

"I don't know how to say it," Yan said. "He won't be sad."

"Who?" Cui Yi asked.

"A child." Yan hang smiles.

Cui Yi's family is in a quiet second tier city. Yan hang has never been with his father, but he has been to a small town nearby. The scenery is very good. There is a river that is much more beautiful than the river next to the tree cave on the first day of junior high school.

They only lived there for half a month, and Yan hang would sit by the river for a while every day.

On the day he left, he saw two sand dredgers, and the clear river water was instantly stirred into yellow soup.

If only he had left one day earlier, the river would always be clear and pleasant in his memory.

"I rent a house for you and live in the same community as my family," Cui Yi said. "In fact, I live alone and you can live in my family, but I guess you don't want to."

"Well." Yan hang smiles.

"I'll take you there first. I'll have a rest for a while. When I want to go out, I'll call me. I'll take you to dinner." Cui Yi said.

"Thank you." Yan hang said.

"You're welcome." Cui Yi said.

This standard answer amused Yan hang.

Cui Yi's community is an old one, but it's very big. The internal environment is very good, and the greening work is very hard. There are water and small trees in the community.

The apartment he rented for Yan Hang is in the innermost part of the community. It's a small one bedroom apartment on the top floor, close to a low hill. It's very quiet.

"All right?" Cui Yi opens the door and gives him the key.

"Very good." Yan hang looked, bedroom balcony facing the mountain, can imagine early when facing a green will be very refreshing feeling.

"Then you have a rest," Cui Yi said. "Before the house was cleaned up, you can live directly. Everything is complete. I also bought some daily necessities. If there is any shortage, there is a supermarket in the community."

"Well." Yan hang answered.

Cui Yi didn't say anything else, turned around and left simply.

Yan hang sat on the sofa and closed his eyes.

Cui Yi let him very relaxed, there is no excess of the elders to the younger generation of courtesy, said to leave.

The so-called rest actually means sitting for a while, walking around the room and seeing what else to buy. After all, this time Maybe it's the longest time he's stayed in a place, so he needs more things.

The house is finely decorated, with all the furniture and appliances, and the floor is Yan Hang's favorite.

Yan hang walked around the room barefoot, and then went to the balcony to stand for a while.

Then he went back inside and took out his luggage.

Clothes, books, gadgets, they're gone.

There was a small bookshelf in the bedroom. Yan hang put the books on it and arranged them in a neat row.

These books are all from my father. If it's normal, some books he doesn't need will not be taken away when he moves.But this time he took all the books with him. They were all with dad's marks. They were gone after they were thrown away.

There is also a tinplate box on the bookshelf. Yan hang takes it up and looks at it. It's empty. There is a little fairy on the lid I don't know if it's the landlord's or the former tenant's.

Xiaohuaxian is xiaohuaxian. Yan hang put his little things in.

In addition to the previous ones, there is also a pen and a small piece of red rope.

When he saw these things, Yan hang was suddenly surprised. He quickly touched his ankle. The little stone was still there, and he was relieved.

After struggling for a long time between putting the stone in the box and keeping it tied to his ankle, he chose the latter.

It took him less than five minutes to pack his simple luggage. He went to the kitchen again and found that there was no problem with his cooking. There was even a whole piece of iced black tea in the refrigerator.

It must be dad.

He stares at the iced black tea, and the missing of his father, which he has been trying to ignore all these days, suddenly comes up unprepared.

He closed the refrigerator door and leaned against the wall for a long time.

Dad has no angle to guess whether he is alive or dead.

He knows his father's ability too well. If he is still alive and doesn't want to be found, it's really not easy to find.

He went to Liang Bing two days ago, but he didn't have any more clues.

The only thing you can know is that Lao Ding wants Liang Bing to block his father's retreat. After all, it's the street and there are a lot of people there. It's too easy to escape or ask for help.

But dad didn't go that way.

As for why, Yan hang can probably guess, because there are old neighborhoods and old streets, and the monitoring is not complete. Based on Yan Hang's understanding of his father, he occasionally goes out for a walk to see where there is no monitoring. After all, he is an old fox who has been awake for three times.

It's just the blood.

Such a large amount of blood shows that he is seriously injured. How can he avoid monitoring and disappear with such injuries?

What Yan hang can judge now is that someone is taking over.

The person who called before going out was the one who answered him.

Who is it?

When Yan hang returned to the living room, it was impossible for him to analyze this matter for the time being.

He looked at the time. It's time to have dinner. Cui Yi is still waiting for him to have dinner with him. Although he can have a meal for half a month now, Cui Yi has to eat.

Yan hang took out his cell phone and wanted to make a call. After taking out his cell phone, he hesitated again.

Junior one should have known that he left.

He didn't say goodbye or even leave any message.

He was afraid. He didn't know how to face the difference.

He had no memory of any place or person, only there, and the first day of junior high school, but such memory made him not know what to say or do.

And junior one doesn't know.

Junior one only knew that he left without saying goodbye.

Yan hang was holding his mobile phone and turning it back and forth in his hand.

After turning for several minutes, he saw a small paper bag on the tea table.

It's a phone card.

Cui Yi should have prepared it for him.

This man is very careful. He just looked in the bathroom. Not only shampoo, bath gel, toothpaste and toothbrush are ready, but also shaving cream.

It's a huge contrast with dad. These two people are friends, and they can Tuogu's relationship.

Although they have the same taste for pseudonyms.

Yan hang put the new card into the mobile phone, but he didn't throw the old card into the small box, and he knew he would always recharge the card.

But he also knows that he is not for his father, because if his father wants to find him, he will not contact him directly, but will contact Cui Yi first.

Probably for the first day of junior high school.

I can't find the right posture to say goodbye, but I will keep the tools to contact.

It's kind of funny.

Cui Yi lives in the building next to him. He answers his phone and waits for him downstairs.

When he went downstairs, Cui Yi was taking a picture of a flower in front of the building with a mobile phone.

"Flower shooting?" Yan hang went to ask.

"Shh." Cui Yi said.

Just after hissing, a butterfly flew up from the flower and flew to the flower bed with its wings.

"I'm sorry." Yan hang said.

"Clap and play," Cui Yi said. "All the fairy girls in my circle of friends have flowers and plants. I always have kebabs. It's really disharmonious."

Yan hang smiles.

"Go, eat." Cui Yi put away the mobile phone.

"What to eat?" Yan hang asked.

"Kebabs," Cui Yi said, "or what would you like to eat?"

"Just kebabs." Yan hang said.Cui Yi should be a regular customer of this kebab shop. As soon as he went in, all the waiters knew him. After ordering the kebab, the boss also sent a big fruit plate to him.

"Not alone today?" Said the boss.

"Well," Cui Yi pointed to Yan hang, "I'm a son."

"It looks like it." Said the boss.

"How can you open the store for more than ten years with your EQ?" Cui Yi sighed.

Boss Leng Leng just reaction come over, smile: "I mean, all handsome, all handsome."

"Bake it now." Cui Yi waves. As like as two peas,

, he looked at Yan hang, "you and your dad are exactly the same."

"How long have you known each other?" Yan hang asked.

"It's longer than you've known him," Cui Yi said with a smile. "He was proud of the most arrogant years in the world."

"How did you know each other?" Yan hang asked again.

"Well," Cui Yi stopped for a while, his eyes floating, like in memory, but at last he just laughed, "it's too long."

Yan hang didn't ask any more.

"Your birthday is next month, isn't it?" Cui Yi asked.

"Well," Yan hang looked at him, "did my father tell you that?"

"No, I always remember," Cui Yi said, "but I don't remember the number. I went to see it when you were born. It was a little bit ugly. I didn't expect it would be like this when I grew up."

“…… Oh Yan hang didn't know how to answer.

"If you want to find a place to work, I can ask for you," Cui Yi said. "Do you have this idea?"

"I've always wanted to go to a western restaurant," Yan said. "It's formal, but I don't know if it's OK."

"Your English is not very good," Cui Yi said. "Your father boasted with me."

"Not bad." Yan hang laughs. He can't imagine what his father looks like when he talks about him with others.

"Let me ask for you," Cui Yi pushed the plate in front of him. "Eat."

The first day of junior high school is pasted behind the tree, staring at Yan Hang's door.

No, it's no longer Yan Hang's home.

The landlady said that he had moved away in the morning.

It's gone.

Although Yan hang told him at the beginning that they were not long in the same place, he had a strong premonition that Yan hang would leave a few days ago.

But he didn't expect it to be so sudden.

Yan hang didn't even leave him a word, so he left.

The first day of junior high school is very hard.

It's very hard.

He didn't experience such a feeling, which was even more painful than his father's involvement in the murder and his son who was said to be a murderer.

In addition to suffering, there is also a kind of unspeakable congestion.

Yan hang left in the morning.

This morning.

While he was on the bus back, Yan hang left.

If he had come back a day earlier and contacted Yan hang earlier, wouldn't he have been so sudden.

At least see you again.

Ask if he'll come back, ask where he's going.

Now, he didn't even leave a picture of Yan hang.

The only thing that exists in the mobile phone is the huge steaming pot cover that he photographed when he secretly photographed Yan hang.

It's hard.

He had no friends, and now he knew for the first time how hard it would be to lose one.

Late at night, there was no one in the street. He came out from behind the tree and ran across the street.

From his pocket, he took out a card he had just picked up casually on the ground, on which was printed 24-hour unlocking.

He looked around, put the card in the crack of the door next to the lock, and then gently shook it. When he inserted it, the door opened.

The lock is very old, so the landlord installed three bolts and a padlock in it to comfort the tenants, but now no one lives in it, so naturally it won't be locked.

Junior one entered the room, closed the door and stood in the middle of the living room.

In the dark, he could smell the faint smell of smoke that he could hardly catch.

He walked into Yan Hang's bedroom, pressed his cell phone hard and looked at the empty room.

Nothing. Although there was nothing in Yan Hang's bedroom, it was too empty to breathe.

The light of the mobile phone illuminates the empty bed, the empty desktop, the empty chair back and the empty wardrobe in turn.

After a turn, he stops abruptly, but his mobile phone is dark. While pressing the key of the mobile phone anxiously, he walks to the table and reaches for it.

When the hand touched the small bottle, the mobile phone turned on.

The enchanted Xiang Yanhang didn't take away.

The first day of junior high school, looking at the enchanting fragrance in his hand, suddenly felt ecstatic.

He shook the bottle gently, at least half of it!He opened the lid and sprayed it. There was a faint aroma in the air, which made him immediately remember the night when he was lying beside Yan hang.

He put it in his trouser pocket.

Although he didn't know why Yan hang didn't tell him when he left and didn't say goodbye to him, he could forcibly acquiesce that Yan hang had left this enchanting incense for him.

On the day of the final exam, the first day of junior high school was when grandma and her neighbors quarreled.

On the way from home to school, he felt as if he hadn't left for a long time.

I met Li Zihao on the way.

Li Zihao is a bit abnormal. When he meets Li Zihao, he will come to hurt him and slap him in the face. But today, he just takes a look at him.

At first glance, his eyes even dodged.

It was not until the first day of junior high school that I suddenly reacted.

Probably because he hit Liang Bing.

Very good.

The first day of junior high school is a little pleasant. At least Li Zihao won't trouble him easily in the future.

However, this kind of happiness can not be maintained after entering the school.

Junior one didn't feel that his listening was very good, but in the short distance from the school gate to the classroom, he heard his name spoken out at least four times with a tone of fear and disgust.

The son of a murderer whose violent nature suddenly erupted.

It's probably the image of myself in the eyes of the public at this moment.

In this kind of atmosphere, the first day of junior high school can't even hold on to the final exam for three days.

From small to large, he tried to make himself invisible, not to be seen, not to appear in the public's field of vision, he was used to himself alone in the corner quietly.

And now it's all broken. No matter where he goes, he can feel his eyes.

When he got home after the final exam, even his grandmother asked him to buy cigarettes.

Whether it is the son of a murderer or the "honest man" who solves problems by violence, it is difficult for him to adapt.

"What are you talking about?" Grandma stared at him with a cigarette in her mouth, "your father has made this house like this! You're still in the limelight, aren't you! Run a leg son is not to be able to grind your egg skin son

The first day of the new year, I jumped up, grabbed the money that Grandma had thrown on the table and went out of the door.

As he went downstairs, he grabbed the railing of the stairs, shook it a few times and kicked it twice.

The irritability in his body made him feel that his back was full of sweat.

When we got to the door of the buffet, several people came out from inside.

It's Liang Bing and his younger brother.

"Oh." Liang Bing raised his eyes to see him, his eyes suddenly changed.

Junior one habitually stopped and stepped back.

Liang Bing picked up the mop of the canteen and rushed over.

As soon as he turned around and wanted to run away, the mop swung to his waist.

His body was full of injuries that were not healed when he fought with Liang Bing that day. When he took a bath, he could see large bruises on his body.

The mop swung to the biggest bruise on the waist.

The pain that had been blurred suddenly woke up, a deep heart.

"There's no one to support you now!" Liang Bing kicked him on the back and said, "I think you are still crazy!"

On the first day of junior high school, he was kicked so that his neck suddenly fell back and knelt down to the ground. Then he jumped forward along the inertia and rubbed a dust on the ground when his hands were on the ground.

"Ah The shopkeeper ran out and said, "what are you doing! I'll hit someone here! Liang Bing, you're such a fool! "

"Shut up Liang Bing stares at the boss.

The canteen is next to several buildings. There are many neighbors who come and go, all of whom have been around for more than ten years.

Liang Bing threw down the mop, took a look at the beginning, turned around and took his younger brother to the street.

The first day of junior high school stood up slowly and picked up the mop on the ground.

Support?

He never needed anyone to support him. Yan hang didn't support him either. He was a friend.

But now that this matter has started, I stepped on the mop head, grabbed the pole and pulled it abruptly. The mop broke with a click.

That's it.

He took the stick and walked behind Liang Bing: "Liang Bing."

Liang Bing turned around.

Chuichi swung his stick and hit him in the face.

When the stick hit Liang Bing's head, it made him numb.

There was an exclamation all around.

Liang Bing seemed to have been beaten and stood still. After a few seconds, blood flowed down from his hairline.

"You Mom Force... " Liang Bing said in shock and confusion.

A little brother came back and threw himself at him. On the first day of junior high school, he swung his stick again and threw himself at him. A stick hit him on the shoulder.

The stick broke at the sound.Half of the stick flew to the shopkeeper, and he jumped up as if he had been stabbed: "first day of junior high school!"

When the first day of junior high school was ready to swing the third stick, the boss stopped him: "first day of junior high school! What are you doing! "

"Oh, my God!" An aunt screamed in horror.

"After you," the first day of junior high school pointed to Liang Bing, "see me, walk around."

Liang Bing didn't seem to recover from that stick. He didn't move for a long time.

"Go," the boss turned his head and yelled at Liang Bing, "still want to fight!"

Liang Bing raised his hand and touched his face. After staring at his blood for a while, he said sleepwalking: "let's go."

The boss took the stick in the hand of junior one and looked at him: "are you crazy?"

"No Chuichi smiles.

"And you hit someone?" The boss still stares at him.

"Ah," the first day of junior high school answered, went into the store, took out the money from his pocket and put it on the cashier, "cigarette."

The boss gave him a cigarette with a shocked expression.

On the first day of junior high school, I put my cigarette in my pocket, turned around and went out. Instead of going home, I went to the street.

Liang Bing seems to have been blinded by the two sticks, but suddenly he seems to have drunk a basin of cool oil, so sober that he can feel the light in his eyes.

He has no way to do the first day of junior high school, so if he doesn't do it, he won't do it.

Yan hang left without telling him anything.

But Yan Hang is the most beautiful scenery in his life for so many years.

He envies Yan Hang's arrogance and free and easy, he is attracted by his gentleness, even if he knows that Yan hang will be vulnerable to fall into the dark, he still wants to be like Yan hang.

Like Yan hang.

On the first day of junior high school, I turned around aimlessly, and finally entered a stationery shop.

I bought the cheapest coil book and went home.

"Buy a pack of cigarettes for more than an hour!" Grandma sat on the sofa, "you are going to plant tobacco now!"

The first day of junior high school, without making a sound, put the cigarette in grandma's hand and sat down at the small desk.

Open the book.

He is going to write something, not a diary, but something.

-I'll have my hair cut tomorrow.

-Go and fight.

-Yan hang.

Yan hang, Yan hang, Yan hang.