A Lucky Coin

Yan hang stares at the first day of junior high school.

Although he recognized junior one from his running appearance and shoes before, he was shocked by his beautiful escape move and hesitated. Now when he heard this sentence with a little kowtow, he was finally sure that it was junior one.

Although the change of the first day of junior high school is so big that he can't slow down when he hears the first day of junior high school.

So he twisted the wrist of junior one and pressed him on the tree. After a while, he said, "have you eaten yet?"

Yan hang felt that he had something wrong.

"Not yet, not yet," said the first day of junior high school. "The work is not finished."

"What kind of work?" Yan hang asked.

"Flyer," said the first day of junior high school, suddenly seemed to think of something, struggling for a moment, "my biography, biography, flyer..."

"Don't move!" Yan hang raised his wrist, "still want to run?"

"I didn't..." Junior one whispered.

"Where are you going to catch the thief?" A voice behind them said, "can I help you! Do you want to call the police? "

Yan hang looks back, an uncle is rolling his sleeve behind him, staring at the first day of junior high school.

"No, no," Yan hang quickly released the first day of junior high school, but still grasped his wrist, "we're having fun."

"Oh," my uncle thought that he didn't show his ability. He was disappointed. He looked at them again. "Don't help me?"

"No," Yan said, "thank you. You are a good man."

"It's OK, it's OK," the uncle waved his hand with a smile and walked on, "then you two continue to play."

"Run again and I'll smoke you." Yan hang turns his head and looks at the first day of junior high school.

"No running." Junior one said.

Yan hang released his hand.

The first day of junior high school didn't run any more, standing in silence.

There were so many shock and questions in Yan Hang's mind that he couldn't find the first sentence now. He was silent with Chu.

After a while, he said, "do you hand out flyers part-time?"

"Well," the first day of junior high school took a step forward, thought about it, stopped to look at him, pointed to the flyer he had thrown on the side of the road from a distance, "I I have to go and pick it up. "

"Pick up a fart, no more." Yan hang said.

"No, no money." Junior one sighs.

Yan hang didn't make a sound. He took 200 yuan from his pocket and put it in his pocket: "I'll take you to dinner."

"No, it's not," the first day of junior high school was a little worried, "I don't, I can't do it in vain, just do it in the afternoon."

Yan hang looked at him and thought about it. He thought that what he said was reasonable So they went over together and picked up the leaflets that had been spilled all over the floor.

"Give me some," said Yan hang. "I A piece of hair can make you faster. "

"Oh." The first day of junior high school hesitated for a moment and gave half of the leaflet to Yan hang.

On the first day of junior high school, he went back to the supermarket and began to hand out leaflets. Yan hang was standing three or four meters away from him.

There is also a bag of messy vegetables on the chair beside, which was thrown into the flower garden by Yan hang before, and just stepped in and picked up.

The first day of junior high school didn't dare to look at Yan hang. Now he is still dizzy. He is very dizzy, like a dream. He doesn't know what he is doing.

It took him a year to look for Yan hang, to study the clues, and to see the map almost rotten. He knew where there was a store, and he remembered what the garbage can looked like.

Now Yan hang suddenly appeared.

And he didn't even realize the surprise and ran away.

After the failure of escape, he did not excitedly talk about the past with Yan hang. He even asked Yan hang to stand with him at the door of the supermarket and hand out leaflets.

What kind of drama is this?

Are you really poisoned on the first day of junior high school?

Yan hang may have been poisoned, but he didn't question it, so he stood by and launched a flyer.

Many people and great power. The leaflets were sent out soon. Yan hang went back to the mission with the first day of junior high school and got half a day's money.

When he came out of the office building, Yan hang finally got over it.

He stepped back and looked at the first day of junior high school

"Well." Junior one a little embarrassed to smile.

"Can you still wear shoes?" Yan hang asked.

"Yes," she nodded. "No shoes, no insoles."

"Why are you here?" Yan hang asked again.

"Go to school." The first day of junior high school.

Yan hang looked at him. After a long time, he hugged him and patted him on the back: "long time no see, local dog."

The first day of junior high school is really long. In the past, he could press his face on his chest. Now, with such a hug, the tip of his nose can be buried in his hair. I can smell the smell of his shampoo.

The beginning of a meal for two seconds, a sudden extension of the arm, hard to embrace him, very hard, with the arm because of hard and bring up the shaking.Yan hang patted him again and didn't speak.

Junior one grabbed his clothes and held them hard.

Then he heard a very low cry on the first day of junior high school.

"Crying again?" Yan hang bowed his head to see him, and the first day of junior high school quickly deviated his head.

"Cry." Yan hang grabs his hair.

It's dark now. They're in the back of an office building. There's no one nearby. It's OK to cry for as long as you want.

"You don't go, don't tell me," junior one voice is very low, some dumb, "suddenly, left."

"I'm sorry." Yan hang sighed softly.

He has been very uneasy about his leaving without saying goodbye, but he really doesn't know what to do. He is afraid that he will be involved again on the first day of junior high school, and he hasn't even opened wechat.

But how also did not expect, the first day of junior high school will reappear in front of him in this way.

"I'm sorry, you fart." Junior one spoke very fluently this time, only with a strong nasal sound.

"Don't talk like me." Yan hang smiles.

"Go to school." Junior one said.

"Let's go. I'll take you to eat," said Yan hang. "Have a good chat."

"Well." At the beginning of the new year, a dull voice answered.

It took a while to release him, turn around and wipe his eyes.

"What would you like to eat?" Yan hang asked.

"Xiao Li Shao, roast." Junior one said.

Yan hang took a look at him. Just as he was about to speak, he suddenly turned around and squatted down, grabbing Yan Hang's ankle.

"What's the matter?" Yan hang was startled.

On the first day of junior high school, he touched the small stone on his ankle, stood up again with some embarrassment, turned around and walked to the street.

"Never took it off." Yan hang said.

"Well." The first day of junior high school, I answered, but I didn't look back.

In fact, it's a bit embarrassing to go to Xiao Li's barbecue now.

Uncle met him only yesterday and comforted him. Now he's hard to catch up with. The next day he brought a handsome guy over. Is it too broad-minded to choose

"Here comes my brother again?" As soon as he saw it, uncle recognized it, "I brought friends today Ah, brother

The first day of junior high school was very embarrassed. He walked in with his head down. Behind him, brother Yan said hello to uncle: "uncle, do you still have a table?"

"Yes," the uncle said with a smile, "there is a table in the corner. Is this your friend?"

"Yes," Yan hang said with a smile, "why, have you met him?"

"I ordered a large plate here yesterday," the uncle said. "It's quite edible, but..."

Uncle lowered his voice, but junior one was very embarrassed to hear it.

"He was waiting for Xiaoer yesterday. He didn't wait," said the uncle. "Please comfort him."

“…… Oh Yan hang was also very surprised to hear the voice.

After sitting down and ordering, uncle sent a bundle of beer: "yesterday, one person didn't drink, today, two people can drink a little."

"Thank you, uncle." Yan hang said.

When I stare at the beer, I feel embarrassed to lift my head.

"I'll call first." Yan hang took out his cell phone.

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

Why don't you call a friend if you don't go back to dinner?

On the first day of junior high school, the inexplicable sense of loss came up again. He took a glass, poured himself a glass of beer and took two mouthfuls.

Cold beer makes him feel better.

"I'll go back later," Yan hang called. "I'll call you when I get there. You can come down and get the milk tea, eh Meet a friend... "

Yan hang looked at him: "well, first day of junior high school, ok I'll tell you more later Well, good

Looking at him at the first day of junior high school, I was suddenly a little excited.

This person knows that on the first day of junior high school, Yan hang mentioned himself to this person.

"Pour yourself wine." Yan hang hung up and reached for the beer.

The first time I got over, I grabbed the beer and poured him a glass.

"Why don't you stick it up one by one," he waved to the waiter. "It's too much trouble to drink it upside down."

"I..." At first, he was stunned. He had never drunk beer like this.

"After a while, it will be cold to drink ice beer," said Yan hang. "Drink enough first. I think you just had a good time Didn't you drink it before? "

"I'm thirsty. I'm thirsty," Chuichi watched the waiter put a bundle of beer on the table. He quickly took the bundle that had already poured two glasses to his hand, and pushed the new bundle to Yan hang. "I don't, I can't."

Yan hang laughed, picked up the cup and shook it at him: "local dog, touch it."

Good looking.

Yan Hang's smile was the same as before. His eyes were warm and pretty.

The first day of junior high school, I picked up the glass and touched it with him. I poured half a glass of beer into it. It was very cool."A friend of my father's and I live in the community behind us," Yan hang pointed to his back. "We should live for a long time."

"Ah." On the first day of junior high school, I put down the cup and suddenly felt relieved. I felt like I had just woken up. I was Uncle Yan's friend.

But "Uncle Yan" three words, a second later let the mood down.

"How did you come to school here?" Yan hang changed the subject.

"Just," ChuChu looked at him, and then stared at the beer, "you say read, read, specialized in something."

"I didn't let you run so far, either?" Yan hang said.

Junior one didn't speak.

He was suddenly very embarrassed. He didn't know how to say it. If Yan hang wanted to know that he was looking for clues day by day after seeing that picture, he might think he was a pervert.

Yan hang didn't speak. After staring at him for a while, he picked up his mobile phone and ordered it a few times.

"You can't be..." Yan hang pointed the screen at him, "have you seen this picture?"

"No Junior one quickly denied, did not dare to look at the screen, he knew that the screen must be Yan hang sent in the microblog that Xiao Li barbecue.

"Say no without looking at it?" Yan hang said, "then why do you come here alone to have a barbecue?"

"The boss asked me to come in. I came in." Junior one said.

"Nonsense, can the boss drive you away?" Yan hang said.

"This is fate and division." Junior one said.

Yan hang was stunned and laughed. He put his hand on his forehead and said, "tell me, how can I find me?"

It's a long story. For a stammer, it's a long story.

I don't know how to say it.

"Did you see the picture?" Yan hang asked.

I nodded at first.

Yan hang didn't speak.

He snatched at the beer and took two sips.

"Then where can I find Xiao Li barbecue?" Yan hang asked again.

The first day of junior high school hesitated and nodded.

Yan hang was silent for a long time.

The first day of junior high school didn't dare to look up. He almost put his face in the beer. He was very afraid that Yan hang thought he was boring.

I've known someone for a few months, and then I left. I followed him like a pervert stalker. What's wrong!

"Does Xiao Li have a lot of barbecue?" Yan Hang's voice is very light.

"No, not too much," said junior one, "just A few. "

"Have you been looking for it for a long time?" Yan hang asked.

After a pause at the beginning, he recognized that Yan Hang's voice had changed. He hesitated, raised his eyes and quickly glanced at Yan Hang's face.

Yan Hang's eyes are red.

The first day of junior high school was stunned.

"What's wrong with you?" Yan hang reached over and pinched his chin, "what's wrong with you, junior one?"

"Yes, I can't afford it." Junior one said.

"I'm sorry, you fart." Yan hang said.

The waiter brought up the kebab they ordered before, two large plates: "there are still two plates, you eat first."

"Eat it." Yan hang looks at him.

"I didn't eat yesterday. I didn't eat much." Junior one said.

"I see." Yan hang smiles.

I took a roast fish and bit it.

"Which school are you in now?" Yan hang asked, "what major?"

"Auto repair." The first day of junior high school said that when I wanted to talk about the school, I found that I couldn't remember clearly, so I had to take out my mobile phone and look through it, and found the photo of the notice.

"Have you changed your cell phone?" Yan hang reached for his mobile phone and looked at the photo. "It's not near here."

"Not far," said the first day of junior high school

"I learned auto repair," Yan hang said, returning his mobile phone to him. "Auto repair?"

"Well." Chuichi smiles.

"Who designed your hair?" Yan hang looks at him.

"Hairdresser," said junior one, "but it's longer. It's longer."

"Pretty, better than the original one," Yan hang stared at him for a while, and finally leaned back in his chair and sighed, "I feel you have changed too much."

"Why?" First day suddenly a little nervous, biting the fish raised his head.

"Have you been practicing boxing?" Yan hang took a sip of beer.

"Well," he nodded at the beginning of the year. In the past year, the boxing house has been his favorite place for such a long time. "Every day, I go."

Yan hang looks at the first day of junior high school.

In addition to being tall, his appearance has changed a little.

Before the first day of junior high school, he looked like a little fart child. Although he was very poor, he felt like a small recipient.

I haven't seen you for a year. I suddenly became a big guy.

Although he was only three years behind, Yan hang had the feeling of "peer" when he looked at junior one for the first time.

It's just that when I eat, I'm still the same. I'm very engaged in eating, and I sweat on the tip of my nose."Don't you want to eat it?" Junior one raised his head and asked.

"Eat." Yan hang had a drink.

"Even a sign, a piece, eat?" Chuichi looked at the table in front of him.

Yan hang laughed, took a bunch of palm treasure and bit it.

He didn't have dinner. He was very hungry. Now he doesn't feel much.

The sudden appearance of the first day of junior high school brought him more than a surprise.

Shocked, moved, worried A lot of them. When they come together, they squeeze their appetite so that there is no room for expression.

On the first day of junior high school, he didn't talk much. Yan hang didn't open his mouth, so he kept eating in silence. From time to time, he raised his head and handed over a bunch of meat.

"Is school over?" Yan hang asked.

"The day after tomorrow," said junior one, "military training."

"Then you came here to hand out leaflets, and you were so punctual?" Yan hang said.

"I've been working for a year since I was a junior high school student," he said, showing a little proud expression. "I pay my tuition by myself. I also have road and fees."

"What kind of work?" Yan hang had some accidents. He had to walk next to the wall in the first day of junior high school. How could he go to work? Another year?

"Cleaning the martial arts hall, Wei, Sheng," Chuichi said with a smile, "the boss will open the back door."

"It's awesome," Yan hang said with a smile. After thinking about it, he couldn't laugh. "You came to school, didn't your family give you money?"

The smile of the first day of junior high school faded quickly. After eating a bunch of mutton, he answered in a low voice: "HMM

"I can do it myself." He added.

After finishing the barbecue check-out, the first day of junior high school snatched the money to the boss before Yan hang.

"What's the richest man you're pretending to be with me?" Yan hang said.

"Your money, the richest man," junior one said, "just gave it to me."

"Oh," Yan hang looked at him, "does the richest man still need you to treat me?"

"I've always wanted to invite, please, have a good meal," the first day of junior high school said, "a big meal."

"That's a big meal today." Yan hang said.

"There will be bigger ones in the future." Junior one said.

When he came out of Xiao Li's barbecue, Yan hang took out his mobile phone and looked at the time. It was ten o'clock. He was a little worried: "do you have access control time in your school?"

"I don't know." At first I was stunned.

"It's ten o'clock," said Yan hang. "The buses are gone. I'll call for you..."

Speaking of half, he stopped and looked at junior one, who also looked at him, but soon turned his eyes away, as if he was embarrassed.

"I won't go back, will I?" Yan hang asked.

The first day of junior high school didn't gnaw, so I leaned to the lamp post beside and looked at the passing cars.

"Are you stuttering or deaf?" Yan hang kicked him.

"The deaf." I look back.

Yan hang looks at him.

"Don't go back," the first day of junior high school said, and immediately followed, "OK?"

"OK, what's wrong," said Yan hang. "If you don't go home now, no one will scold you."

"Well." Chuichi smiles.

"Let's go and buy milk tea for uncle Cui first," said Yan hang. "He must be crazy."

"Do you live together?" The first day of junior high school was a little nervous. He was afraid that he would follow Yan hang back for a while. When Uncle Cui saw him, he would think he was a stalker.

"No, he lives in the building next to me." Yan hang said.

"Oh," the first day of junior high school was relieved, and his steps were relaxed. "One, uncle, I drink milk and tea?"

"It's more appropriate for you to break a sentence." Yan hang smiles.

"Milk tea, huh?" I said it again.

"Well, he can't live without eating or drinking at night," Yan hang took him to the milk tea shop, knocked on the table and said to the little girl who had fallen asleep on the table, "robbery! Take out the money

"The boss just took the money away!" The little girl rubbed and jumped up.

When she saw that it was Yan hang, the little girl slapped her face on the table with a smile: "you are crazy!"

"Do you have a model for your answer?" Yan hang said, "so skillfully."

"Yes, what kind of milk tea would you like?" Asked the little girl.

"Lemon coffee." Yan hang said.

"Good," the little girl quickly began to make milk tea, and then looked behind him, "your brother?"

"Well," Yan hang nodded, "do you look like it?"

"No," said the little girl, "if you are more amiable, he doesn't look easy."

"No way." Yan hang looked back at the first day of junior high school, but he didn't see it for a year. How could the first day of junior high school get such an evaluation?

I didn't see it. Maybe the impression of the first day of junior high school was deeply rooted in his mind. Even though he felt that the first day of junior high school had changed obviously, he still felt that he was the child who needed to be covered by himself.

"Why don't you two brothers look alike?" Asked the little girl."You and I, whatever." Junior one said.

The little girl was stunned and couldn't stop laughing for a long time.

When they handed them the bag, they took a look at the first day of junior high school and laughed again.

"There is no trace of your teasing little girl." Yan hang took a look at Chu.

"I didn't," said junior one. "I can't do magic."

Yan hang tut.

"Change it for me. Change it for me." Junior one turned his head and looked at him.

"Why." Yan hang said.

"I want to see it," the first day of junior high school said, "anyway, you don't have it, little girl."

"You haven't changed a bit." Yan hang sighed.

"Here you are." The first day of junior high school, he took out a steel bar and handed it to him.

Yan hang sighed, and as he walked, he put gangji'er on his finger: "look at it."

"Well." Junior high school nodded.

Yan hang was still in the habit of turning gangkai'er back and forth for two times. After a slight shake of his hand, gangkai'er disappeared.

"Wow The first day of junior high school called out and continued to cooperate, "where is it?"

Yan hang turned his hand around behind him and gave him a light touch on his face: "here."

Junior one turned his head and took the steel bar from his hand.

"Don't you give me a hand?" Yan hang asked.

The first day of junior high school didn't make a sound. He looked down at the steel bar in his hand.

"What's the matter?" Yan hang asked.

"I miss you so much." Junior one said softly.