A Lucky Coin

At that moment, his brain was almost unable to turn around, his eyes didn't know what to look at, and his fingers were always a little trembling. This feeling reminded him of the female students at the table next to him. He said that when he went to see the male god concert, he was so excited that he couldn't see anything, and he had been sifting away.

In order to confirm, the first day of junior high school opened the photo album, he was afraid that Yan hang would delete the blog, so he saved the photo.

Click on the photo and have a look. It's all black characters on a red background. The font He switched back to the front door and looked after it. The font was the same! Next door Cut back to the photo, the main body of the photo is the door, and the walls on both sides have only a small corner, but you can almost see that they are red.

But I'm still not sure. After all, I've been looking for such a long time, and I've seen many similar faces, which are the most common collocations.

After switching back and forth for several times, the first day of junior high school finally found the definite details, that is, he found that Yan Hang's picture, the son under the Li character, was missing a small piece on the hook, revealing the white below, while the one in the shop, although far away, could also see that the hook was round, without a tip.

This is it!

The first day of junior high school felt that he was a little excited now and didn't know what to do. He threw down his cell phone, jumped out of bed and waved a few fists at the air.

Still can't vent, he jumped all the way from the bedroom to the living room.

Grandma was watching TV in the living room. When she looked at him, her eyes seemed to be watching a neuropathy, with disdain and shock: "I don't know what poison medicine I took."

The first day of junior high school was in a very good mood. He waved two fists to grandma happily, and added a note: "Shua Shua! Shua

"Go out and beat people with this energy!" Grandma cried, "eating some shit will make you swell! Don't give me advice when you go out! "

At first I thought I had beaten him, but at last I waved my fist and jumped back into the room.

It's meaningless to tell Grandma such a thing. He doesn't want to explain himself to anyone, and grandma may not be able to understand it, and she may even turn out worse words.

Besides, he has something to do.

He went back to his cot and picked up his cell phone.

Yan hang photographed Xiao Li barbecue in a coastal city. He first opened the weather and added the city.

The real-time temperature is 6 degrees. Today's lowest temperature is minus 2 degrees. It's sunny and the north wind is 4-5 degrees.

Staring at the weather for a while, Chuyi smiles and opens the city map.

After inputting the address of Xiao Li's barbecue, he switched the map to the real scene and looked at it bit by bit. He felt like he was walking on this street and standing at the door of the shop.

He rowed on the map, adjusted the angle, right here, Yan hang stood here when he took photos that day?

The first day of junior high school, I put my mobile phone on the head of the bed and looked at it on my arm.

He had always felt that when he found a place, he would have a strong impulse to go and have a look immediately.

But now it turns out that he didn't think so.

Just as he opened the map and saw the real scene, he suddenly calmed down.

He looked at the street little by little. It didn't look like a very good shop, so he didn't go to eat. Yan hang might live nearby.

This street is where he often passes by.

That seems to be enough.

The first day of junior high school, staring at the mobile phone, that's enough.

Looking back and forth on this street and several nearby roads, he felt very satisfied with the shops, units, hotels and communities on both sides.

After watching for half an hour, I put the mobile phone on the head of the bed, turned over and lay on the bed, looking at the bright or dark patches flashing on the ceiling because of my eyes.

It's not enough.

It's just that he doesn't dare to think about something closer.

Between him and Yan hang, there is a murder case and two disappeared dads.

The question he had been afraid to think about before was still stuck in his heart.

Before his father was found, he didn't know whether Yan hang would like to see him again.

"Do you go to the supermarket?" Cui Yi called to ask.

"Well?" Yan hang took a look at the time. At nine o'clock in the evening, he was actually wondering whether to order a takeout or make some by himself, but there was no food left at home.

When Cui Yi asked, he sat up and planned to go to the supermarket to buy some materials: "go and buy some food."

"That's great," Cui Yi said. "Bring me some noodles. Just put them at our security guard downstairs. I'll get them tomorrow."

“…… Lawyer Cui, "Yan Hang is very speechless," you are really good. "

"It's better to have lasagna," Cui Yi said. "I like lasagna."

"Can you break your leg if you come with me?" Yan hang asked.

"Yes," Cui Yi said with a smile, "I have a lot of documents to read here. I don't have time to go out."

"Lasagna, right?" Yan hang stood up."Yes." Cui Yi said.

Yan hang opened the refrigerator and looked at it. It was said that in ordinary families, they had to eat leftovers for at least half a month after the new year, but he and Cui Yi had a meal together. Even if they were partners, there was nothing left.

He thought about what he wanted and then went out.

There are quite a lot of people in the supermarket across the street at this time. There are many young people living in this area. They are late from work and they have to buy something before they come out after dinner.

Yan hang pushed a car and walked slowly.

After a few steps, the car was caught.

Before he looked up at people, he glanced at the girl's hand first. He was inexplicably relieved. Maybe it was Cui Yi's words that made him alert all the time.

The owner of the hand is Zhang Chen with a smiling face.

"You came to buy vegetables!" Zhang Chen looked at the things thrown in his car, "it's amazing."

"If you don't buy vegetables, you'll have nothing to eat." Yan hang said.

"Don't you single guys eat fast food, instant noodles, instant noodles, instant rice." Zhang Chen said with a smile.

"I'm at least a single guy who works in a western restaurant." Yan hang said.

"Can you cook?" Zhang Chen picked up a piece of cheese and looked at it. "Do you want to enter western food?"

"Take whatever you like," Yan hang looked at her empty hand. "Why are you here?"

"My grandmother lives here. I'll have a rest tomorrow. I'll come to accompany her and cook a meal by the way..." Zhang Chen said and looked at him. "Do you know what material to buy for pizza?"

"Yes," Yan hang pushed the car forward, "come on."

"Thank you." Zhang Chen followed.

Pizza.

Yan hang had made a lot of savory pizzas, but now his mind seems to be stuck. He can only remember the ones he made for junior one.

No matter how he remembers, he can't jump out.

Memories like being stuck in a small channel, can think of only so little, back and forth is in the first day of the city living in the East River District.

Ah.

I still remember Linhe district.

Of course, the memory there, good or bad, is almost the most profound one for him in more than ten years.

"Is it?" Zhang Chen said beside.

"Well?" Yan hang looked back at her.

She had a bag of red intestines in her hand: "is that it?"

"This kind of bacon tastes heavy. If you like it, you can do it. If you don't like it..." Yan hang looked at a pile of intestines on the shelf and pointed, "that's OK."

"That's it. I like it," Zhang Chen said. "Is there something wrong with you? If you have something to do, just give me a general idea. I can find it myself. "

"I'm fine," said Yan hang. "What's the matter?"

"You are seriously distracted," Zhang Chen said with a smile, "but you always seem to be such a mysterious and melancholy handsome man."

"You write novels," Yan hang handed her a packet of cheese. "When you use it, just peel it down."

"Good." Zhang Chen nodded.

In fact, Zhang Chen is a girl with a very good personality. Among the young people working with her colleagues, she is the most popular, cheerful, careless and able to suffer losses.

If it was a different person, Yan hang would not lead her shopping like this.

But that's what happened. Yan hang used to think that he didn't have friends because he didn't have the opportunity to make friends. Later, when he had the opportunity, he had the first day of junior high school.

After arriving here, he will have more opportunities to make more friends.

But now it seems that this is not the case.

Except for a few colleagues who were slightly closer than before, he still had no friends, and he didn't want to go in the direction of friends with anyone.

It seems that junior one is a special case.

"It's said that it's smart to eat fish," Zhang Chen said nearby. "My nephew eats fish every day, but he's not very smart."

Yan hang didn't know what she was talking about before, and he wasn't even sure if he had a conversation with her. He could only temporarily answer from here: "is that right?"

"Well, it's going to be a high school entrance exam this year," Zhang Chen sighed. "I don't think it's going to work. I can't get into Pugao. I'll eat all the fish for nothing."

"How many months for the senior high school entrance examination?" Yan hang asked.

"At the end of June." Zhang Chen said.

"Is it the same everywhere?" Yan hang asked again.

"Well, all those days," Zhang Chen looked at him, "do you have any children in your family who want to take the high school entrance examination?"

“…… No, "Yan hang said with a smile," just ask. "

"Oh," Zhang Chen thought, "I heard them say you don't have a degree before?"

"No Yan hang nodded.

"It's amazing," Zhang Chen said in a series of TUT Tut, "like you who are constantly striving for self-improvement It doesn't seem right. I really admire the self-taught talents. "

After shopping with Zhang Chen and walking out of the supermarket, Zhang Chen pointed to a dessert shop nearby: "do you want to have a snack? It's on me"No," said Yan hang, "I'm fed up with dinner. I can't eat now."

"Then I'll eat it myself," Zhang Chen waved. "Thank you for helping me buy vegetables."

"You're welcome." Yan hang smiles.

Until he came to the gate of the community, he remembered that he didn't have dinner.

When entering the community, the guard saluted him. Yan hang laughed at him. When he turned his head, he saw a man standing on the other side of the gate.

He took another look over there.

The man turned and left.

Yan hang didn't move. He stepped back and stared at the man.

In fact, from his experience, it can be seen at a glance that this is just a passer-by. Standing beside the gate, he is just looking at the bus stop, and now he is walking towards the bus stop.

But he's so nervous now.

I don't know what happened.

He even didn't tweet again because of this tension, and wechat has never been used again since he left.

He thought about contacting junior one.

Many times.

He wanted to tell junior one that he was very good. He just didn't know how to say it when he left, so he told Tree hole said it.

But in the end there was no contact.

He believes in his own judgment, and it's not for nothing to follow his father for so many years, so he doesn't believe that his father can do anything great, but it's just because of this that he is very afraid that he will continue to involve the totally innocent junior one.

He sighed, turned and walked into the gate of the community.

Put Cui Yi's noodles in the security room downstairs, and then go back to his own place.

Make a small pizza, just like the one you used to make for junior one.

Every day when I take out my mobile phone, I will habitually take a look at the weather first.

The temperature on Yan Hang's side gradually rises day by day, and occasionally falls back, and then rises again. In fact, the weather everywhere is a virtue, but he looks at it here, which is particularly interesting.

It's like a psycho.

When they need a coat here, Yan hang should be able to wear only a long sleeve.

By the sea.

On the first day of junior high school, I lean back in my chair and look at the slogan written above the blackboard. Sometimes I have the illusion that the tense atmosphere is like the college entrance examination.

By the sea.

He hasn't been to the seaside. To be exact, the farthest place he has been is his grandfather's.

Don't mention the plane. He hasn't been on the train.

The seaside scenery only exists in the scenery videos and photos. The scenery he saw most with his own eyes was the river scenery.

Well, actually, the river view is also very beautiful.

By the sea

The first day of junior high school, he can't remember what day he moved his mind. In short, the closer he got to the entrance examination, the stronger his idea became. Finally, when he saw the introduction in various school leaflets, he suddenly made up his mind.

He wants to go to school by the sea.

And he wants to go to the seaside, there is a technical secondary school seems quite appropriate.

Maybe he had this idea on the day when he decided where Xiao Li barbecue was, but he didn't dare to think about it all the time and forced himself to pretend that he hadn't thought about anything.

And once you find that it's really possible to be real, you can't hold it down.

Besides, he always wanted to leave home, leave here, and go to a place without his past memories.

"Are you sick?" Mom looked at him. "What's in your head every day? Running so far to school? It's higher than the tuition! "

"And accommodation," he said, peeling shrimp. "You can go to school here and live at home. You don't have to pay the accommodation."

Shrimp was bought in the seafood market on the first day of junior high school. I hope my family will have a good time and agree to his request to go to school in other places.

"I can't afford so much money," my mother said, "tuition, travel, meals, accommodation, buy this..."

"You don't have to," Chuichi gritted his teeth. "No, you give it. I'll hand it in myself."

"Ouch! Listen to them all, hand them in by themselves While biting the shrimp, grandma laughed with disdain, "this child, after sweeping for a few days, has also swept out the illusion of economic independence."

On the first day of junior high school, she ignored her grandmother and just looked at her mother: "I saved some money..."

"How much can you save? How much can you save? You've saved a little money, but what do you mean Mother frowned, "do you know how much I earn a month now? There's no news from your father. I don't know whether he's alive or dead. You've saved some money here and you want to run out? "

Junior one looked at the hand of the steamed bread, did not make a sound.

"I don't want to say that," my mother said, "if you don't go to Pugao, I don't care about you. Do you have to run out? Who do you want to run errands at home? "

"That's the point," my grandfather said as he ate, "and your mother doesn't have any money, so you have to keep that money, in case your father..."As soon as I knew what my grandfather wanted to say, I wanted to put the steamed bread in my hand on his face.

His mother started before him, picked up the bowl in her hand, threw it to the ground, and roared: "is this rice still edible?"

The first day of junior high school knew that it was impossible for the family to agree him to go to school. It was not only the problem of not being able to pay. Even in the local area, my mother would not pay any more. After all, for most of the past six months, he had been responsible for his own expenses and would give her some money.

However, the family can not afford to pay, junior one is not too concerned, nor is it a few years old child, just think of their own way.

Although he didn't think of many ways.

He worked in the martial arts school and saved some money. In the past, the cost should be almost enough. As for the later cost, it's better to work.

"No school here?" Coach he looked at him, "running so far?"

"Well," Chu nodded, "I want to go to the sea, the seaside."

"How romantic, I want to see the sea?" Coach he said.

Junior one a little embarrassed to smile.

"The family agreed?" Coach he knows something about his family.

"I don't agree," Chuichi frowned, "but I still want to go."

Coach he looked at him and didn't speak for a long time. After a while, he asked again, "do you have enough money?"

"Enough." Junior one said.

"In the past, continue to find a place to work?" Coach he asked again.

"Well." Chuichi smiles.

Coach he didn't speak any more, patted him on the shoulder, got up and walked away.

The first day of junior high school also stood up and planned to clean up. He could still work here for less than a month, and suddenly felt reluctant to give up his mop and bucket

As if his ideal is a cleaner.

When he went to get the mop, he Jiaolian called him: "first day of junior high school."

"Ah?" He looked back and saw coach he came over with a pile of money in his hand. He immediately understood what was going on. He quickly backed back and waved his hand, "no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no

"Take it," coach he grabbed his arm and stuffed the money into his pocket. "I told you that when I came out of the countryside, I was as old as you and I was alone."

At first I was stunned.

"It's hard to do anything by yourself," coach he said. "I'll see your strength. I always think of my time If you take the money, I'll borrow it. After you mix it up, you can return it to me. "

The first day of junior high school was silent for a long time and said softly, "thank you."

The first day of junior high school, I feel that my family is not like the family with children in the third day of junior high school.

Mom didn't even look at him.

Whether he went to school or not, whether he was studying or not, nobody cared.

No one asked on the day of the exam.

But junior one thought it was normal that no one asked him. He estimated that no one at home knew when he would take the exam.

But when he went out, he met the shopkeeper, who gave him a bag of instant noodles.

"Unified 100," the boss said, "we have several high school entrance exams here today, and I give a bag to all the passers-by

Chuyi laughed and put the instant noodles in his schoolbag: "thank you, uncle."

With this bag of instant noodles, he was in a better mood. Before he entered the examination room, he took out the instant noodles and chewed them off.

"Are you really in the mood?" Li Zihao looked at him, "do you still eat now?"

On the first day of junior high school, he took out a bottle of water and took a sip of it

During the two and a half days of the exam, he was nervous, but he was not nervous on the first day of junior high school. Although his grades were not good, his goal was not general high school. That's not a big problem. Besides, he listened to the class very carefully.

But it's not nervous, but it's nervous.

I went to see the sea for the first time.

For the first time, I live alone.

It's my first trip.

First time by train What a local dog.

Yan hang didn't make a mistake at all.

By the way, I went to Xiao Li barbecue for the first time.

Xiao Li barbecue, he can recite the address of Xiao Li barbecue.

Although no one at home agreed with him to go to see the sea, but after the results came out, junior one still wrote the name of the school when filling in the volunteer.

After that, he bought a suitcase and put it under the bed.

Until I saw the suitcase, my mother seemed to come back to her senses and rushed to pull it out.

"You are a real bull now!" My mother cried, "what I said is farting, right?"

The first day of junior high school stopped my mother and didn't speak.

"Throw this box away for me!" My mother yelled, "who gave you the courage! Who in this family agreed that you should go! "

"I," Chuichi grabbed her hand, "myself.""What are you? What are you Mom wanted to get rid of his hand, "yourself, yourself! What are you

"Mom," the first day of junior high school still grabbed her, "I'm just light, light, nothing, no, I'll go."

Mother was stunned, staring at his face, for a while before opening: "are you crazy? Why are you doing that? "

"You know." Junior one said.

"See," grandma didn't know when she leaned to the door, "I said earlier, your son is a waste, useless, and can't count on it in the future."

"Shut up." Junior one looks at her.

"What are you talking about?" Grandma looked at him in shock.

"I want you to shut up." Junior one said.

"Did you hear that?" Grandma looked at her, "do you hear me? Did you hear that? Listen... "

"I hear you!" Mom called.

"This family is going to end!" With a cigarette in her mouth, grandma turned around and walked out, shouting, "this family is going to end!"

Mom sat on the edge of the bed and stared at his box in silence.

At first, he wanted to say something, but he really didn't know what else to say. In the past ten years, he had no normal communication with his mother.

At this moment, even if he was reluctant to give up, it was painful to see his mother like this, but he couldn't find anything to say.

"If you want to go, go," said the mother, "but don't expect the family to help you when there's something wrong. This family is like this. You know it."

"Well." The first day of junior high school should be called.