Yan Hang doesn't eat regularly, especially on days when his father is at home and missing, so he eats when he wants to, and eats when he is hungry.

It was very touching to fall asleep on the sofa today, so when he was about to wake up twice, he sang lullabies in his heart and coaxed himself to continue sleeping.

When he finally woke up, it was almost nine o'clock. He took a look at his mobile phone. There was no news from the first day of the new year, so he probably didn't miss the appointment for the night run.

When he was making a sandwich for himself to eat, he heard footsteps outside the door, leaned over to the cat's eye and glanced out, and saw the first day of the first year who was rubbing the soles of his shoes on the edge of the steps.

However, Yan Hang almost didn't recognize that this was the first year of the first year of the new year. It wasn't the school uniform that has remained unchanged for thousands of years. He was wearing a sports uniform.

Yan Hang didn't open the door directly, and looked at the first day of the first year with interest from the cat's eyes while eating sandwiches.

I didn't know if I was stepping on shit on the first day of the first day of the first year. I rubbed the soles of my shoes on the steps for a minute. Finally, I leaned against the wall and pulled my feet up and looked at the soles of my shoes.

After reading the soles of his shoes, he was stunned for a while, then straightened up and pulled the sleeves of his jacket, then bent over and tugged at the legs of his trousers, then reached out and knocked on the door.

"Who." Yan Hang took a bite of the sandwich.

"The first day." The first day replied.

"Who is the first day?" Yan Hang asked.

"Come to take you, see, see the doctor." Chu Yi said.

"Go away," Yan Hang was delighted, and his reaction was astonishingly fast many times in the first day of the first year, "What disease do I need to see?"

"Loss, amnesia," Chu Yi replied solemnly, "Open the door, don't be a taboo, don't be afraid of medical treatment."

Yan Hang smiled and opened the door: "Have you never had a chance to be sloppy, if you catch me, I'll be sloppy forever."

"Yeah," Chu nodded slightly and looked at the sandwich in his hand, "I'm going to run, I'm still running, eat?"

"Who knows what time you will come," Yan Hang said, "I haven't had dinner yet."

"Then..." The first day of the first year was a little hesitant, "Would you like to go for a walk first?"

"It's alright," Yan Hang took a sip of water, "it's just a small sandwich. If you feed it to a cat, it will be rejected by the cat. It's too small."

The first day stood at the door and smiled.

"Come in first, I'll change clothes." Yan Hang said.

"Oh." Chu Yi answered but didn't move.

"Have you stepped on shit?" Yan Hang looked at him.

"No." Chu Yi said.

"Then what's wrong with you," Yan Hang said, "I just saw you rubbing against the door endlessly."

"You steal, peek, me?" The first day of the first year was a little surprised.

"Well, what's going on," Yan Hang nodded, "I've been watching for a long time."

On the first day of the first year, he sighed and looked down at his shoes: "I rubbed the bottom of the shoe, rubbed, rubbed, and made a hole."

"You didn't rub a hole," Yan Hang said, "you just have a hole... My shoes are there, try it, don't let the bottom of your broken shoes run away in a while already."

"Well." The first day of the first year hesitated, took off his shoes, took the pair of shoes next to him, and put on one.

"Is it big?" Yan Hang asked, "I have insoles here."

"A little." Chu Yi said.

Yan Hang didn't say a word. He went back to the room and rummaged through it. He found a pair of insoles and gave them to the first year of the first year: "This is quite thick. If it doesn't work, just put another pair."

"Not much, not much." The first day of the first year was a little embarrassed.

Yan Hang looked at the shoes he had replaced. Although the shoes were quite old, the soles were still thick, so there were holes in them?

"Didn't you say you have new shoes?" He used to pick up the shoe that he had pulled up and looked at the soles before the first day of the new year.

"Half, half a year," said the first day softly, "it seems small, small."

"Can your feet grow so much in half a year?" Yan Hang put down the shoes. The soles of these shoes were very worn, but the reason for the holes should be stepping on something or making an emergency stop.

This rubbish is estimated to have been kicked out again.

On the first day of the first year, he sighed again: "I bought it when I bought it. It's a little small. It's small."

Yan Hang looked at him.

"Discount," Chu Yi explained, "No, it's a code."

"Is your mother saving money to buy an aircraft carrier?" Yan Hang said.

"Probably buy a house." Chu Yi said.

"Oh," Yan Hang was speechless, "I'll change my clothes."

When he changed into his sportswear and came out, he had already put on his shoes on the first day of the first day of the first year.

"Are your pants..." Yan Hang said halfway through, and then saw his sleeves, "Did you also buy this suit at a discount and run out of size?"

"My legs are too, too long." Chu Yi stretched his legs out in front of him.

Yan Hang smiled: "What's the use of growing longer, how long are you?"

On the first day of the first day, he didn't speak, and looked at the top of his head.

"What," Yan Hang walked over, about to reach his chest on the first day of the new year, "I'm 183, do you want to compare with me?"

"You were born, you were born, you were only 183?" said the first day of the first year, "Amazing."

"Believe it or not, I'll hit you." Yan Hang pointed at him.

"Thank you." Chu Yi smiled.

"Thank you for what?" Yan Hang was stunned.

On the first day of junior high, he looked down at the shoes on his feet, then bent down and tucked his trouser legs down.

"You might as well just pull it up, it's not cold now," Yan Hang squatted down and pulled his trousers up near his calf, "your sleeves too."

"Huh?" The first day didn't understand.

Yan Hang took his hand and pushed up the sleeves of both of his hands: "This way, it won't look small."

"Oh." The first day of the first day suddenly realized.

"Let's go, run." Yan Hang said.

There was an injury on his hand on the first day of the first year, but he didn't ask much. Anyway, it was just those things that came and went, being chased, running away or not running away.

This is the life of the first year of junior high school, how much he can manage as a passer-by.

If he hadn't seen him being bullied on the first day of the first day for several days in a row, but only once in a while, he might not remember seeing such a scene after half an hour.

On the first day of the first day of the new year, he took him and did not run in the same direction that he usually went in and out, and it was a fork in the opposite direction.

Yan Hang was running side by side with him. Here, he only walked for a lap when he first arrived. After passing two intersections, there were fewer people on the road, and people began to be seen on the sidewalk.

"You..." Yan Hang turned his head and found that he could be three steps away from him on the first day of the new year. It was next to the wall. The sidewalk was narrow before, and it was not obvious. The sidewalk in this section was very wide, and half of it was a bicycle path. side.

"Huh?" Chu Yi responded.

Yan Hang reached out and grabbed the clothes on his shoulders and dragged him out: "Do you usually run this way?"

"Yes," the first day of the first year pointed to the front, "in front, turn around and run in circles."

Yan Hang listened to the music: "I don't know, I thought you would be out of breath after running for five minutes."

"I'm still, I can still jump." On the first day of the first year, he seemed to be in a good mood, and he jumped and ran forward while talking.

"How do you wear these shoes?" Yan Hang asked.

"Comfortable," said the first day, "really, so comfortable."

Yan Hang smiled.

At first glance, could tell that he was a regular runner, and that he always ran for his life or to get home in a hurry. After running three laps with Yan Hang, his breathing was well adjusted and he didn't get too out of breath.

It was the first time for Yan Hang to run with people. Usually, he would feel awkward running if someone approached him, but today he felt alright.

For most of the first day of the first year, ran silently and happily, occasionally saying a word or two.

Not so lonely anymore.

After running quickly and slowly for half an hour, they stopped and walked along the road.

"I please, please drink, water." Chu Yi said.

"I invite you to get it," Yan Hang said, "you can't even afford two bowls of noodles."

"It's okay today, so," Chu Yi smiled, "the pocket money has been issued, and it has been issued."

"How much?" Yan Hang asked.

"Enough for you to drink, water." Chu Yi patted his trousers pocket.

"I don't drink plain water," Yan Hang raised his eyebrows, "I want to drink sweet, iced black tea."

"No question, question." The first day of the first year also raised his eyebrows, "Yes, it's money."

On the first day of the new year, he bought two bottles of iced black tea at the nearby small supermarket, and took him to the chair next to the green belt to sit down.

"Big money." Yan Hang unscrewed the bottle cap and took a sip.

"No, it's a very big one," said the first day.

Yan Hang laughed for a long time, and after drinking two sips of iced black tea, he suddenly found that there seemed to be water lights flashing on the railing in front of him.

"Isn't it? Is this the river?" He stood up and walked to the railing. There was really a river, but it was obviously cleaner than the one in the tree hole, and the water volume was larger.

"Well," the first day of the new year came over and sat on the railing, "this is up, upstream."

"Then why don't you come here to find a tree hole to talk about." Yan Hang leaned against the railing.

"There are a lot of people." Chu Yi said.

"Not everyone..." Yan Hang glanced at him, "They will bully you."

"I'm used to it." Chu Yi smiled.

"Actually, I don't like places with too many people," Yan Hang said, "except when working part-time."

"Why don't you, don't go to school?" asked the first day.

"Basically I've never been there," Yan Hang said, "I don't stay long in any place anyway."

Looking at him on the first day of the first day, he didn't speak for a long time.

Yan Hang took a cigarette out of his pocket and took it in his mouth. When he touched the lighter again, he found a steel rod. He took it out and looked at it and smiled: "The first day of the first year."

"Huh?" Chu Yi looked at him.

"Let me make a magic trick for you," Yan Hang said, "my dad taught me the magic trick of picking up girls."

"Bubble, are you here yet?" Chu Yi asked.

Yan Hang looked at him.

"No?" Chu Yi said.

Yan Hang snorted.

"Then me, neither, girl." Chu Yi said.

"I said I'll make a magic trick for you, did I fucking say I'm going to soak you?" Yan Hang said.

"Then," said the first day with a smile, "when you pick up girls, you mean, I want to pick up girls, do you?"

"Do you know why you stutter?" Yan Hang said.

"I know," Chu nodded, "too, owe."

"Shut up if you know!" Yan Hang stretched out his hand, took off the ring on his little finger, made a fist lightly with the back of his hand upward, and put the steel spear between his fingers, "Open your eyes and see."

"Okay." On the first day of the first year, he stared at the steel scorpion attentively.

Yan Hang moved his finger lightly, and Gang Jun'er turned from between the index finger and middle finger to the middle finger and ring finger, and then moved slightly, and Gang Jun'er turned between the ring finger and the little finger again.

"I, too," said the first day, "no, not slow, action."

Yan Hang glanced at him, didn't say a word, speeded up, and Gang Jun'er turned back all the way, seeing that Chu Chu opened his mouth to speak, he pointed to Chu Yi.

On the first day of the first year, he closed his mouth and continued to stare.

Gang Jun'er rolled back and forth between his fingers faster and faster, and then Yan Hang shook his hand, and Gang Jun'er disappeared from his little finger.

Yan Hang was a little surprised when his first reaction was so fast. He grabbed Yan Hang's wrist and put his fingers into his cuff to touch it.

"Is there?" Yan Hang raised the corner of his mouth.

"No," Chu Yi looked at him, "I am, shouldn't I ask, where did I go?"

"Yeah." Yan Hang nodded.

"Go, where?" Chu Yi asked.

Yan Hang suddenly put his hand in front of him, his finger was wrong, and the steel rod was sandwiched between his index and middle fingers: "Here."

"Wow!" shouted on the first day of the first year, then paused and added, "I don't, it's not acting."

"Again?" Yan Hang looked at him.

At first he nodded.

Yan Hang picked up his sleeves, exposed his arms, and put the steel rod between his fingers.

On the first day of the first day, when he was concentrating on staring, he shook his hand and the steel rod disappeared.

"Huh?" Chu Yi was stunned.

"Ask quickly." Yan Hang clapped his hands and turned his palms to him.

"Where did you go?" The first day of the first year couldn't care about stuttering.

Yan Hang stretched out his hand and tapped on his chest lightly, flipping his palm over, Gang Jun'er was already lying in his palm: "Here it is."

"You, you are so hot, girl," the first day of the first year looked at Gang Dung'er and touched his chest, "You will be beaten, right?"

Yan Hang didn't speak, took out a Band-Aid in his pocket, and quickly tore it off and put it on his mouth.

On the first day of the first year, he touched his mouth and laughed.

"Have you seen what has changed this time?" Yan Hang asked.

Shaking his head first.

"That's right, I can't see clearly," Yan Hang threw the steel rod in his hand, "Do you know why?"

The first day continued to shake his head.

"Because it's not an ordinary steel rod, it's a..." Yan Hang said, "Steel rod's essence."

On the first day of the first day, he was stunned for a moment, then he tore off the Band-Aid on his mouth, and laughed wildly, his voice broke with joy.

"Laughing fart," Yan Hang looked at him and smiled, "Here."

Chu looked at him happily: "Huh?"

"This is for you," Yan Hang said, "My dad always told me that the steel rod is a talisman, because it can be found everywhere and everywhere."

On the first day of the first year, he didn't even catch his breath, and after taking the steel rod, he stared at it for a while before raising his eyes: "Really?"

"Really." Yan Hang nodded.

"You are, you are not," said the first day softly, "here, stay, can't stay, how long."

Yan Hang didn't say anything and patted him on the shoulder.

On the first day of the first day, he didn't speak any more, he put the steel rod in his pocket, and pinched it through his clothes.

When I was walking back slowly, I took out the first steel scorpion from my pocket: "Steel, scorpion's fine."

"Yeah, Dang'erjing." Yan Hang said.

On the first day of the first year, he turned his head: "Yan Hang."

"What are you doing?" Yan Hang asked.

"Where are you from?" Chu Yi asked.

"From many places." Yan Hang smiled.

"Then where are you from?" Chu Yi asked again.

Yan Hang looked at him, this question was not particularly easy to answer, and he didn't even have a place name in his mind like a conditioned reflex like many people do.

"Hometown, yes, where?" The first day of the first year probably thought he didn't understand.

"Hometown," Yan Hang took a breath, looked up at the night sky, and slowly spit it out, "I'm my hometown."

When they broke up at the intersection, on the first day of the first day of the first year, he took out the steel rod again: "You still, do you have it? Jing?"

"Be civilized." Yan Hang said.

"Steel scorpion essence." Chu Yi said.

"Yes," Yan Hang nodded, "so it's a talisman, you can find it everywhere."

"Well," Chu Chu put back the steel shovel, "good night."

"Good night." Yan Hang said.

When Yan Hang returned home, his father was not there, but as soon as he opened the door, he saw an envelope on the table.

Dad came back and left again.

He was very familiar with this envelope. The edges of the paper were frayed, and the four corners were curled. Every time he saw this envelope, he would panic for a while.

"I haven't come back for half a month, so you can open it." Dad said.

Over the years, he had seen this envelope several times, and although Dad came back within half a month each time, he never had the chance to open it.

But he didn't want to open it, or even see it.

Yan Hang took an English book that he couldn't read for a while, opened the envelope and put it under the coffee table.

The more hidden it feels, the better.

When returned home on the first day of the new year, there were only mother and grandmother smoking a cigarette in the living room.

"Where did the shoes come from?" Mom saw the shoes on his feet at a glance.

"Classmate's." Chu took off his shoes.

"New or old?" Mom came over, picked up the shoes and looked at them, "Yo or double NB."

"Well," Chu Yi replied, "Old."

"The original pair?" Mom looked at him.

"The sole is off, it's off," Chu Yi said softly, "sold."

Those shoes shouldn't be thrown away, they should be brought back. Grandma sells junk every month, and even saves the medicine box, but he really can't take the shoes back in front of Yan Hang.

"How much did it cost?" Mom asked immediately.

"Ten yuan." Chu Yi said.

"It can sell for 15 at least! The base is rubber," Mom frowned. "Forget it, ten yuan is ten yuan, and you keep pocket money."

"Yeah." Chu Yi responded.

"Let me tell you, a prodigal thing!" Grandma was very dissatisfied with a cigarette in her mouth, "Ten yuan! Ten yuan is enough for what!"

"You can't even sell a bunch of cardboard boxes for ten yuan," said my mother irritably.

"I don't bite the money, you give me money? Are you rich? You don't have to listen to my money when you buy a house quickly!" Grandma pointed at her mother.

"I went to two construction sites yesterday," Mom sat back on the sofa, "Now the house price is going crazy, and the houses in Hexi are almost 20,000!"

"Don't think about the house in the city, the suburbs! The county seat! Nowhere! His dad has a car, so it's easy to commute," my grandmother tutted, "Did you see Erping bought a house in Hexi and you have to follow buy it there."

"Fuck!" Mom said.

"She also relies on her dad to get her money. Look at it. Sooner or later, she will be defeated." Grandma said.

"I think so too." Mom took a sip of tea.

On the first day of the first day, I lay on my desk, took out my mobile phone, and turned the screen to the darkest setting, trying not to let my mother and grandma notice their existence.

He opened WeChat with difficulty, spent 10,000 years to click into the circle of friends, and waited for another three thousand years before finally seeing the content of the circle of friends.

Fortunately, today's little brother Xingtian's circle of friends is in the first article.

It's still a circle of high-level English friends who can't understand.

With a picture.

It took a few moments at the beginning to determine that this is an all-black picture, it is not that it has not been loaded.

-The fear from deep within