A Lucky Coin

In the first day of junior high school, even the ordinary chat was very difficult, not to mention the embarrassing situation with Zhou Chunyang. When Yan hang came out with a few cans of beer, he decided to end the chat like this.

It's over anyway.

-I can't use it

he repeated, putting the phone aside.

Zhou Chunyang didn't send any more news. He was relieved and took the beer from Yan hang and opened it.

"Cool." Yan hang pours next to him and drinks a beer.

"Do you go to work these days?" Junior one looks at him.

"Well, I can't come back until dinner is over," said Yan hang, "but I arranged a rest on Mid Autumn Festival, and sister Wang said she would go that day."

"Mid Autumn Festival." At first I was stunned.

"This year's Mid Autumn Festival and national day will follow," Yan hang took out his mobile phone and pointed out the calendar. "Look."

"Oh." The first day of junior high school is a little trance.

He originally thought it was a eleven, but he didn't think there was a mid autumn festival stuck in the middle, and the people in the dormitory didn't mention it Maybe everyone knows.

Only he has no special feeling about the Mid Autumn Festival.

No, in the past, he really didn't have any special feelings about the Mid Autumn Festival, and he was still a little disgusted, because his breakfast has been mooncakes since a few days before the Mid Autumn Festival.

He doesn't like moon cakes. They're OK from his father's company, but they need to be kept. Grandma eats them by herself and the rest of the family eats them. They have to go to the vegetable market to buy them.

The cheapest one in bulk. Last year, he bought one for one yuan. Some of them bite one mouthful, some of them can't bite.

But this year's Mid Autumn Festival, but let him suddenly some disappointed.

The first one who didn't spend the Mid Autumn Festival at home, and the first time in the family, there were two missing people. One was missing, and the other refused to go home.

"What day, what day?" Chuyi looks at Yan Hang's mobile phone.

"No.3," Yan hang pointed to him, "do you have to call back?"

Junior one hesitated and did not speak.

"How about a box of moon cakes?" Yan hang sighed, "I'm too busy to take care of these. Tomorrow I'll bring you a box of moon cakes from our hotel. You can send them back home. If you want to add money, you can catch up."

"No, use it..." The first day of junior high school is very embarrassed. It's obviously his own business, but it makes Yan hang feel that he didn't do it well.

"It's no trouble," Yan hang thought. "Write me your address. I'll ask them to send it for me tomorrow morning."

"Well," she nodded, "how much is it?"

"No money, it's made," Yan hang said with a smile. "Send two boxes. You can send one home and take one back. It's just right."

On the first day of junior high school, I was suddenly excited: "do you enjoy the moon?"

"Let's go to the seaside," Yan hang said. "It's estimated that there are many people with food. Cui Yi and I enjoyed it on the rooftop last year. Let's go to the seaside this year."

"Good!" I rubbed my hands on the first day of junior high school.

It's very interesting to watch the moon with many people. The first day of junior high school thinks so, because he didn't enjoy it.

At most, he went out for a run after eating moon cakes. He looked up at the river for a while, and the local dog looked at the moon.

I went to the seaside with Yan hang and uncle Cui to enjoy the moon. There are many other people. It's exciting to think about it.

All of a sudden, his previous uncomfortable feelings were suppressed.

That night, Yan hang and junior one ate up all the barbecues. After watching two movies, there were not many beer cans on the ground. The amount of wine on junior one was inversely proportional to his rustic taste. In the past, when he ate like this with his father, the cans on the ground could not be laid down.

But also very happy, I don't know when I fell asleep.

When he woke up, he had made great progress without being on the floor. Yan hang sat up from the sofa and looked at the first day of junior high school. He was still sleeping soundly.

Yan hang yawned and ate all night. Now he had no appetite for breakfast.

He got up and went to the bathroom, trying to figure out what to eat after washing.

I just took two steps and kicked a beer can.

He quickly stepped on it, just wanted to see if he woke up the first day of junior high school. He turned back and was startled.

Junior one stands in front of the sofa with confused hair.

"When did you get up?" Yan hang stares at him, "a second ago, you were still sleeping there. Did you play ghost movies?"

"I thought that someone was knocking, and the bowl of rice was calling early." The first day of junior high school, I scratched my hair.

"Your dormitory culture is very different," Yan hang went into the bathroom. "What do you want to eat? I'll give you five minutes to think about it. I don't want to eat. I'll make you what you want. "

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

Yan hang came out after washing and saw that he was sitting on the sofa with a dazed look on his face. However, all the beer cans on the floor had been pinched flat and packed into the bag for barbecue yesterday, and the messy signatures on the tea table were gone."Can you clean up your house while you're sleepwalking?" Yan hang asked.

"Idle." Chuichi smiles.

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

"I'm not, not hungry," the first day of junior high school touched his stomach, "you go to class, I'm hungry, go out to eat."

"OK," Yan hang took his coat and prepared to go out. Standing at the door, he explained, "if you are bored, you can watch TV, or you can use my computer. If you are bored, you can go to the restaurant to find me."

"Well." Just a little bit.

Today is the first day of the holiday. Since breakfast, Yan hang has been very busy. He shortened the time of the morning meeting and just said a few words casually. He told a waiter to help him send the moon cakes to the junior family, and then he began to be busy.

Near noon, the restaurant is already full of guests, more than half of them are tourists.

Yan hang can still stand behind the bar at ordinary times and rest his legs upside down. Today, he hasn't stopped.

"Brother hang," Zhang Chen came over, "the guests over there haven't ordered any food. They have occupied a table for four for nearly an hour..."

"I'll go." Yan hang said.

Zhang Chen said that the guest, he had noticed before, a middle-aged man, sitting at the window table, has been looking out of the window, did not order, did not mention any requirements.

Yan Hang's attendant, who didn't see him at a glance, has added water to him four times. If he wants to drink water like this, he will have to go to the toilet. His bladder is really strong.

Yan hang went to the table.

Usually, they don't care about this kind of guests, but he has to give a tactful reminder when he only drinks water for four people like today.

"Hello, sir." Yan hang stood next to the man and said hello.

The man still looked out of the window and didn't seem to hear his voice.

"Sir?" Yan hang called him again and looked at the man quickly.

The hair is not long. It should have been cut for a short time, but it's not taken care of. It's still greasy. It hasn't been washed for three or four days.

I'm wearing an old T-shirt, my coat is old, and the cuffs are faded.

Pants are ordinary casual pants. You can't see the old and new, but you can see the shoes on your feet at a glance. It's been wearing for a long time. It's more vicissitudes than the old NB that you took back as a souvenir on the first day of junior high school.

Their restaurant is in a five-star hotel. Although he won't draw any conclusions from the appearance, he has never seen a person dressed like this for so long in the restaurant.

"How do you do, sir," he said for the third time, taking a step aside and standing on the opposite side of the man. "I'm the foreman here. Would you like to order now?"

After a few seconds, the man finally turned his face and looked at him: "foreman?"

"Is there anything I can do for you?" Yan hang asked.

The beard on this face is very long, messy mixed with some gray stubble, looking very decadent.

"Get me a glass of water." The man said.

"OK," Yan hang stopped a waiter passing by and added a glass of water to the man. When the man turned his face, he added, "is Mr. waiting for someone?"

"Yes." The man replied.

"How many are there altogether?" Yan hang asked.

The man hesitated: "three."

"That gentleman can order first," Yan hang put the menu in front of him. "It takes time for the kitchen to prepare the ingredients. Today there are more guests. You can order first. When the guests arrive, they will inform the kitchen for you."

The man did not speak, staring at his face for a while, eyes down on his chest: "Yan hang."

"Yes." Yan hang nodded.

The man picked up the glass, drank all the water he had just added, and then stood up: "where's the toilet?"

"Please go straight ahead and turn left at the back door." Yan hang said.

The man didn't speak any more and went to the back door.

After he stood up, Yan hang noticed that his trousers were badly wrinkled and his left foot was slightly on tiptoe when he walked.

"Xiao Yang." Yan hang waves to a waiter.

"What's the matter with brother hang?" Xiao Yang came over.

"Follow me and have a look at the guest," Yan hang said, looking at the man's back. "I'm afraid he will get lost and go to another floor."

"I see." Xiao Yang nodded and followed.

When there are many guests on holidays, they have to be more vigilant in terms of security. The restaurant is relatively independent from other floors of the hotel, but the corridor on the other side of the toilet has a fire passage, so they can go there.

This man is really a little special. Yan hang has to be on guard.

After a few minutes, the man returned to the dining room and left the front door.

"It's OK," said Xiao YangGuo. "I came directly from the toilet, and then I left."

"Well, get busy." Yan hang patted him on the shoulder.

On the first day of junior high school, he sat on the sofa and watched TV. There was nothing to watch in the afternoon. He wanted to make a movie, but after studying for a long time, he didn't know how to turn on the projector, and he didn't know where Yan Hang's movies were.He didn't dare to press such a high-level thing blindly. He turned on Yan Hang's computer again.

But he didn't know what to do with the computer, so he had to sit back on the sofa and watch TV.

There are too many things in the life of a local dog. I don't know how long it will take to evolve into a foreign dog.

Cell phones have been ringing, several people in the dormitory pulled a group, now it is estimated that people are playing games.

The first day of junior high school, I picked up my cell phone and thought that I would stop playing the broken game that I couldn't play with Yan hang. I would learn how to play it and find something to do when I was bored.

The news in wechat is not all from the group, but also from Zhou Chunyang.

-I'm going to Yan Hang's restaurant in the afternoon. Would you like to come and eat your uncle!

Junior one couldn't help staring.

-Are you alone?

-My family, if you come, we'll have another table. I don't want to have a table with my parents.

He really wanted to see Yan hang. Although Yan hang said he could come to him if he was too bored, he knew that Yan hang was very busy these days and he couldn't make trouble in the past.

But if it's a proper meal, it's different.

It's just that I have to eat with Zhou Chunyang He doesn't hate Zhou Chunyang, even if every time he does something, he will be surprised.

He is mainly awkward.

All kinds of difficulties that can't find the source.

Yan hang finds out that Zhou Chunyang's father is really a lover of Western food. He has to come here several times a month. Sometimes he brings friends, sometimes he takes his son, and today he brings his family.

Zhang Chen went to take a seat. After the three of them sat down, Zhou Chunyang stood up again, sat down at the next table and waved to him.

Yan hang sighed and had to walk over.

"I've made an appointment with junior high school," Zhou Chunyang said. "It's boring to have dinner with my parents."

Yan hang Leng Leng: "the first day of junior high school, come here for a while?"

"Well," Zhou Chunyang nodded, "he must be idle, too."

"Would you like to order now or later?" Yan hang smiles.

"For a while, when the new year arrives." Zhou Chunyang said.

"All right." Yan hang put the menu in front of him and turned away.

This Zhou Chunyang made Yan hang a little confused.

Junior one dormitory relationship is also good students, this is his first position to Zhou Chunyang.

But I don't think that's exactly the case when I think about this period of time. Especially after I told him about Zhou Chunyang's sexuality on the first day of junior high school, every time he saw Zhou Chunyang, he felt that the boy had some other ideas.

He has seen all kinds of people since he was so old. Although his friends didn't have them, they didn't accept less.

Zhou Chunyang's attitude is definitely not as simple as that of an ordinary friend's roommate, which he is very sure about.

But if there is any other information, Zhou Chunyang's attitude is far from enough.

Tut.

Zhou Chunyang's mind is much more mature than a group of small miscellaneous hairs in their dormitory.

Ten minutes later, I entered the restaurant. As soon as I came in, I looked at the bar. When I saw him, I was embarrassed and laughed.

Yan hang also smiles and walks over.

Different from Zhou Chunyang's naturally relaxed self-confidence when he walked into the restaurant, he was a little nervous when he came in on the first day of junior high school. When he met the waiter, he quickly stepped out of the way first.

Although there has been a great change, but these small details can still see the past experience of junior one at a glance.

Every time, it makes Yan hang feel a little distressed.

"I didn't tell you when I had an appointment to eat here." Yan hang looks at him and smiles.

“Sur，sur…… "Prise," he said, rubbing his nose

“…… It's very surprise, "Yan hang said." I surprise for at least five seconds when Zhou Chunyang told me You go there. He's at the table. If you're OK after dinner, you can wait for me to get off work. "

"Good." Chu Yi nodded and turned to Zhou Chunyang's desk.

Although Yan hang couldn't figure out why Zhou Chunyang called the first day of junior high school to have dinner, the appearance of the first day of junior high school made him feel that it was no big deal for him to continue this busy work.

"Good uncle," said Zhou Chunyang's parents on the first day of the new year, "good aunt."

"Hello," mother Zhou said with a smile, "you two can talk by yourself. Don't worry about our side."

"You sit here with me." Zhou Chunyang stood up and gave his back to his parents.

On the first day of junior high school, if he can't see Zhou Chunyang's parents behind him, he can really relax.

"Order," Zhou Chunyang said, "don't you eat cod today?"

"Well," junior one took the menu and looked at it slowly, "but I don't know what to eat.""Steak, his rib eye steak is good, very fragrant." Zhou Chunyang said.

"Good." The first day of junior high school didn't understand me very well, so I nodded.

It's not Yan Hang who comes to order today. Yan Hang is talking to a leader in a suit. It's a little sister who orders for them.

"Let me see the dessert..." Zhou Chunyang looks at the menu.

"Desserts from our foreman." The little sister said with a smile.

"That's OK," Zhou Chunyang said, "help us thank brother hang."

After the steak came up, he immediately regretted that he had eaten cod twice before. As expected, he preferred the fat, soft and oily meat.

"How do you spend the Mid Autumn Festival?" Zhou Chunyang asked while eating.

"To the seaside." Junior one said.

After that, I have some regrets. There is always a feeling that Zhou Chunyang will appear at the seaside.

"I go to my grandmother's house," Zhou Chunyang sighed. "I'm very annoyed. Every year, I eat like a ceremony. After eating, I go to the backyard with moon cakes to form a circle, and feed autumn mosquitoes as if I were having a forum."

Junior one couldn't help laughing.

"Are you and Yan hang the only ones going to the seaside?" Zhou Chunyang asked again.

"And there are others." Junior one said.

"Oh," Zhou Chunyang looked at him, "I thought it was just you two."

I don't know what to say.

"The trumpet I gave Yan hang," Zhou Chunyang said, "do you really want the same model?"

"Ah?" The first day of junior high school, Zhou Chunyang suddenly talked about the trumpet. He couldn't find a suitable response.

Zhou Chunyang smiles and doesn't speak. He looks at him while eating.

The first day of junior high school always felt that there was something in this smile, but he really couldn't understand it. He contacted fewer people, and Zhou Chunyang was more "complicated" than other students.

"This shrimp cake is delicious." Zhou Chunyang pointed to a small basket of cakes just brought by the waiter.

"Well." Junior one took a bite, it was really delicious.

"Xiaoyang and Wu Xu said that they would go out for a walk in two days," Zhou Chunyang said, "would you like to go with us?"

"OK," Chuyi nodded, "where are you going?"

"Climb the mountain," Zhou Chunyang said with a smile, "I said climb up, they scared urine, said to take the cableway."

"Suo, good way," the first day of junior high school said, "I haven't sat in the cableway. I've sat in the cableway."

"Is it?" Zhou Chunyang looked at him, "then take the cableway. You can see more scenery."

The first day of junior high school lowered his head to eat two mouthfuls of meat, then raised his head: "how much, money? Ropeway. "

"More than 100, less than 200, package." Zhou Chunyang said.

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

For him, it costs 200 yuan to climb a mountain, which is a bit surprising. His understanding of the scenic spots is the park next to his aunt's home, with 10 yuan for admission and 20 yuan for children's paradise package. Of course, this is the price many years ago.

"What's the matter?" Zhou Chunyang asked.

"No Chuichi smiles.

"I didn't ask you in front of the dormitory a few days ago," Zhou Chunyang said. "Why don't you go home?"

"I..." The first day of junior high school hesitated for a moment and sighed gently, "just don't want to go back."

"Oh," Zhou Chunyang sighed, "don't you have a good relationship with your family? I don't think you usually call home, and you don't take the call from home. "

"Well." The first day of junior high school is suddenly sad.

"It's OK," Zhou Chunyang said, "it's time to leave home and be independent in advance. Usually there are dormitory people, except for Su bin."

Chuichi smiles.

"If you're bored in the dormitory, just ask Xiaoyang, me and Wu Xu." Zhou Chunyang said.

"I'm not sleeping..." The first day of junior high school is half over.

Zhou Chunyang was stunned. After a while, he took a look at the bar: "do you really live in Yanhang? I thought you said that casually that day? "

“…… Ah The first day of junior high school should be called.

Zhou Chunyang looked at him for a moment. He lowered his head and took two bites. Then he raised his head again: "I'll ask you the last time on the first day of junior high school."

"What?" Junior one looks at him.

"You and Yan hang In other words, do you have anything to do with Yan hang, "Zhou Chunyang lowered his voice?"

Junior one stares at him.

"To tell you the truth," Zhou Chunyang said in a low voice, "I take you as my friend."

"No, nothing, nothing." The voice of junior one is also very low.

I don't know why. When Zhou Chunyang asked this question for the second time, he suddenly found it much more difficult to answer than the first time.

Zhou Chunyang stares at him. He can't bear it. He can only stare at the shrimp cake in front of him.

"If you really insist on saying that," Zhou Chunyang said, "then I'll take it seriously."

"When, what is true?" At first, I was nervous and looked up at him."You know," Zhou Chunyang said, "I like men."

"Ah." The first day of junior high school, I think the fan starts to turn in my mind.

"If you really have nothing to do with Yan hang," Zhou Chunyang said, "I'll have a try."

"Try?" On the first day of junior high school, a piece of meat was not delivered to my mouth for a long time.

"I'll put it bluntly. I like Yan hang," Zhou Chunyang said. "But if you two have something, I can't move. Even if you have something, I won't move."

Junior one stares at him.

"I've asked you twice. If you're sure there's nothing," Zhou Chunyang took a drink. "Then I'll go."