He was a little nervous when he went out to school in the early morning of the first day of the new year. He knew that in general, a gangster like Liang Bing couldn't get up so early, but if he didn't sleep at all, it would be hard to say.

He looked left and right as he walked out of the corridor.

Mom also went out today and followed behind him: "Aren't you leaving yet? What are you dawdling about here!"

"Yeah." Chu Yi responded.

Mom ignored him and rode a bicycle away.

On the first day of junior high, walked out quickly, instead of taking the usual road, took a small half circle from another intersection to the street before heading towards the school.

Mom didn't pay any attention to his behavior and probably didn't notice.

But he hasn't told his family about being in trouble for many years. How long has it been... Probably since kindergarten?

After grandma had a shirtless fight with the principal in kindergarten, even if he was beaten by a child, he would not say a word again.

But grandma still has a way to know, even if she doesn't know, someone will come to tell her, just to make her throw a splash and be a joke.

The next step was when his grandmother scolded him after he got home. Grandpa didn't seem to hear it. Mom laughed. Dad... If Dad was at home, he would buy him something to eat as a comfort.

It is impossible to get help and a sense of security from home. He knew it when he was very young in the first year of junior high school. He had to face and solve all these things by himself.

In the case of ineffective resistance and failure of friendly communication, the only way he can think of is to be silent and patient, and try to make himself inconspicuous. For example, he is still wearing an old school uniform today.

A person who has been wearing an old school uniform all the year round suddenly wears a new sports uniform that doesn't fit well, and it will definitely cause some trouble.

Fortunately, this kind of stealth state is used for a long time.

The first time he watched Yan Hang, who was wearing a mask, arrogantly put down Li Zihao and the others while broadcasting live, his shock was indescribable.

It is probably impossible for him to have the aura of Yan Hang in his life.

Absolutely arrogant.

He didn't need Yan Hang's protection, but he still wanted to get close to Yan Hang. Beneath Yan Hang's arrogant appearance, he was a peaceful and casual person.

It had been a long time since no one had spoken to him like this, very ordinary, very ordinary and bland communication.

What's more, Yan Hang is different from his classmates, he has a temperament he has never seen before.

There are neither good students nor bad students.

Unfortunately.

It would be better if you didn't get close to Yan Hang in the first place, now you don't need to worry about Yan Hang's departure one day.

If you get it and then lose it, no, if you get it, you know you will lose it, but you don’t know when you will lose it. It’s more disappointing than never getting it.

"The first day of the new year!" Someone shouted behind him.

He bowed his head and didn't respond on the first day of the new year. He didn't even need to look at the voice to know it was Li Zihao.

There are many people in the street now, and there are many people going to work and school. Li Zihao will not do anything to him. At most, he will laugh at him, so he just needs to be silent.

Don't even run.

"Deaf?" Li Zihao slipped beside him on the bicycle, "Didn't your boss send you to school?"

Continue to move forward.

"Does your boss think that hitting me once is over?" Li Zihao said.

hit?

Yan Hang beat Li Zihao?

A little surprised at first.

"You have a message for him, if my dad hadn't stopped me," Li Zihao said, "I can let him live so peacefully these two days?"

On the first day of the first day, he couldn't help turning his head to look at Li Zihao.

"It's just a waiter in my dad's shop, crazy!" Li Zihao tugged at the corners of his mouth fiercely, "Now that he's been opened, I don't know which restaurant to go to to wash the dishes!"

Li Zihao's father opened a coffee shop on this street. Almost all of the school's classmates knew about it, but in the first year of junior high, he didn't expect that the place where Yan Hang went to work would be Li Zihao's shop.

Also beat Li Zihao?

And then got fired?

"Did you hear that?" Li Zihao reached out and patted his head.

The first day stopped suddenly.

"What?" Li Zihao looked at him in shock, "yoyo, are you going to fight me?"

There was no sound on the first day of the first day, and after a pause, he continued to move forward.

Li Zihao was alone, unlike when he was usually with a few people, he was full of momentum. He didn't respond on the first day of the new year, and he was bored, and rode away on his own.

After watching Li Zihao disappear, he stopped again on the first day of the first year, bent down on his knees, and took a few deep breaths.

Li Zihao was surprised, and he was also surprised.

He hadn't felt this way for a long time, and he wanted to copy something and smash Li Zihao's head.

For so many years, he has long been used to and accepted this kind of life, and has found a way to protect himself at least at this stage.

No matter what humiliation and hurt he faced, he remained calm.

That's part of his life, and if he can't keep himself at peace, he can't live his life.

But today his mood suddenly fluctuated so much that he was startled.

Yan Hang didn't sleep all night. After dawn, he was a little confused for a while, but it didn't last long, no more than an hour.

Lying sore all over, he had to get up.

It's past the rush hour for work and school, and now stand at the window and look out, and there are very few people on the street.

The sun was shining brightly, and the air was warm.

After washing up, he was a little more awake, and Yan Hang changed his clothes and went out.

Went around and bought toast and eggs, as well as black pepper and ketchup.

After returning home, I made myself a very delicate omelette on toast, poured a glass of milk, and ate slowly while sitting on the windowsill.

When you are bored or in a bad mood, finding something to be refined can relieve a lot.

Dad said.

Usually, this trick works a little bit, but today...that's it.

After eating the omelette on toast, he still felt very sad.

After all, it's different from the usual state of being accustomed to.

The letter pressed under the coffee table was like a jar on his head.

After breakfast, he went out again, planning to wander around the neighborhood to see if there was a suitable place to work.

The commercial street of the coffee shop was still very prosperous. He couldn't go to the bridge that day because of the treasure hunt in the river.

Walked in today and found it to be pretty good.

Western style.

The place where Yan Hang is looking for a part-time job has a very clear goal. It has to do with Western food. He has always wanted to cook Western food, but now he has no conditions, but he will try his best to keep himself in such an environment, and what he sees, hears and touches is the same. He can learn a lot about what he wants to do.

There is a very fashionable street next to the commercial plaza, with all kinds of Chinese and Western restaurants, Yan Hang turned in and walked slowly.

After walking half a street, saw a western restaurant recruiting waiters.

He went in.

After school at noon today, it was the first time went home alone.

Li Zihao didn't bother him. The other people who accompanied him home for a long time didn't know if they had received information from Li Zihao, but they just followed him from a distance and didn't get close.

The first day even felt a little uncomfortable.

When passing by Yan Hang's house, he hesitated and crossed the street.

Yan Hang's family pulled the curtains, and he knocked on the door lightly, but no one responded.

On the first day of the first day, insisted on knocking twice, making sure that no one was at home, so turned around in disappointment and walked back with head down.

Just after taking two steps, one leg stretched out and stopped in front of him.

He saw the shoes at a glance, it was Yan Hang's shoes.

Yan Hang is probably a fan of NB, and all the shoes are from NB.

"Buy road money." Yan Hang said, and stretched out his hand in front of him.

On the first day of the new year, he dug into his pocket, took out a piece of one dollar, and put it in his hand.

"Aren't you rich?" Yan Hang said.

"This is the public, public pool area," the first day of the first year pointed to his feet, "If you don't want to gather up, gather a few to grab a few, right?"

Yan Hang laughed: "Have you eaten yet?"

"Go back, eat at home," Chu Yi smiled, "Did you go shopping, go shopping?"

"No," Yan Hang said, "I went looking for a job."

"I found it, did you get it?" The first day of the first day asked immediately.

"Nonsense, I'm not looking for any awesome job, can I still find the work of a waiter?" Yan Hang took a cigarette and dipped it. "There's a western restaurant over there. I'll take you to eat there."

He nodded a little at the beginning, thought for a while and then hesitantly asked softly, "You hit, hit, hit Li, Zihao?"

"Well, I beat him, maybe three or four times," Yan Hang twisted his fingers and looked at him after a while, "Who is Li Zihao?"

"Just, just that day..." The first day of the first year pointed to the other side of the street.

"His name is Li Zihao," Yan Hang said. "He took the wrong medicine and ran to me to challenge him. I would be sorry if I didn't beat him too much."

"So you are lost and unemployed." Chu Yi sighed.

"I lose several jobs a year," Yan Hang said, "you have to sigh at least eight more."

First look at him.

"It's none of your business, what are you depressed about?" Yan Hang said, "I fight a lot, and I'll fight whoever is not pleasing to the eye, not necessarily for any reason."

"I'm quite, I envy you." Chu Yi said.

"What do you envy," Yan Hang asked, "fight?"

"No, no," Chu Yi looked at him, "you are very, free."

Yan Hang also looked at him, didn't speak for a long time, finally smiled, and patted his arm lightly: "You know what, go back to dinner, and you'll be slapped again later."

When got home on the first day of the new year, didn't have time out. My mother was cooking in the kitchen, and it smelled quite good.

He put his schoolbag down and went into the kitchen, washing the bowl that had been beaten beside him before his mother could speak.

"Go do your homework," Mom said. "I'm done with the work, and if you come back later, I'll be able to feed you some food."

On the first day of the new year, didn't say anything. tied the full garbage bag, found a plastic bag and put it on the garbage can, and then walked out of the kitchen.

Grandma didn't have time to talk to him today, so she was sitting on the sofa talking on the phone: "Go make trouble, who can do it for you if you don't make trouble three times or two times... How many working days, don't believe me! Lie to the common people like us... I'll make trouble if I tell you! Sit down on the floor of their hall! You don't care about them!"

On the first day of the first day, he walked into the house and sat on his bed.

Yesterday's sportswear hadn't been washed yet. When he brought it over to wash it, he found that the change in his pocket had been taken out and put on the bedside.

He was stunned, and he didn't even care to judge whether there was a shortage of money, so he stretched out his hand and scratched, making sure that there was no steel shovel in the pile of change, and he jumped up abruptly.

The family will move his pocket money, is the mother and grandmother.

Grandma was on the phone... He didn't have the courage to ask if he didn't call, so he could only go into the kitchen: "Mom."

"Why?" Mom said impatiently.

"I'm lucky, the sportswear pocket, the money in it..." Chu Chu asked in a low voice, "Yes, yes, yes..."

"I took six yuan and went to the canteen to buy soy sauce. I was short of six yuan," Mom said, tilting her head toward the living room and raising her voice, "Your grandmother doesn't even have six yuan in change! I'll take yours."

On the first day of the new year, he turned around and ran out of the kitchen. He didn't even bother to tell grandma where to go after changing his shoes, so he rushed out of the house.

He didn't mind at all if his mother took his pocket money. Anyway, the pocket money was originally given to him by his mother.

But today, the six yuan is not enough. Six yuan, five yuan a piece, and the other one must be a steel scorpion.

This is not an ordinary steel scorpion, this is the amulet that Yan Hang gave him!

Although Yan Hang said that the steel scorpion is a talisman, this steel scorpion is not an ordinary amulet, it is a steel scorpion amulet.

On the first day of the first day of the first year, I ran to the canteen without even falling to the ground, and took a shot at the counter: "Steel Dagger!"

"Ouch, what are you doing!" The boss surprised him.

"My mother just bought it, soy sauce!" On the first day of the first year of the first year, I rarely felt that it was inconvenient for me to stutter, and I just said a few words less, or slowed down. Only now did I realize how urgent the stuttering is, "Yes , it's not a steel shovel!"

The boss rummaged through the box in which he was collecting change for some inexplicable reason: "Probably there is. I just collected the money, and there are only twenty yuan here, and this is the steel shovel."

"Give it to me!" shouted on the first day of the first day, and took out a one-dollar note from his pocket, "Here you, this."

"In such a hurry," the boss took out the steel rod and looked at it, "Those who didn't know thought you were a gold coin."

On the first day of the first day, took the steel rod back from the boss and looked down carefully. In fact, there was no special mark on this steel rod. can only be glad that the boss accepted this steel rod at this moment.

"Thank you," said the first day, "no, no, sorry."

"It's okay, it's okay," the boss said. "Why are you sweating so much?"

This is a steel jerk! Can you be in a hurry?

On the first day of the first day of the first year of the first year, held this puppet spirit tightly and returned home.

When he entered the door, he was scolded by his grandmother pointing his head and covering his face, and he didn't feel anything. Anyway, when his grandmother scolded him, he was usually out of his mind.

After putting the steel rod in the pencil case, he felt at ease, and he didn't want to move when he lay on the bed.

The sky darkened a little.

I slept for a while at noon and woke up after three o'clock. Yan Hang sat like this on the windowsill for a few hours, staring at the sky in the distance.

Sometimes, after a long time, you can see the change of the sky from bright to dark every frame, and you can even see a slight stutter when the light and dark are excessive.

I don't know if it is only someone like him who is extremely bored and uneasy to have such a meaningless observation.

After the rush hour, the people and cars on the street gradually disappeared into the night, and the eyes became a little empty.

After school in the afternoon, didn't see the first day of the first year, which was a bit unexpected.

He jumped off the window sill and sent a message to the first grade.

- you didn't come home?

- back, another way to go

- oh , thought you were blocked again

Yan Hang took a sip of water and wondered if he should have something to eat in the evening. The news of the first day of the new year was sent again.

- do you run at night, i'll find you

-What time is it

- maybe ten o'clock , i can't go out until i finish my homework

- it's fine, it's all right in the middle of the night

- then you wait for me

Wait.

This word has a different meaning to Yan Hang.

He has been waiting.

Waiting for departure, waiting for arrival, waiting for Dad to come back, waiting for a new environment.

Waiting for one day to stop.

Waiting for Dad to tell him why one day.

I didn't eat lunch. At this moment, Yan Hang felt a little hungry. It seemed that he still had to eat dinner.

He looked at the ingredients in the refrigerator, cheese, butter, onions, potatoes, and bacon. It was quite complete.

Make a bacon gratin.

He took his mobile phone and started the live broadcast, which is still the old habit. With the mobile phone set up, once the mask is covered, he bows his head and starts cooking without making a sound.

Several old fans on the screen are still very lively.

- I'll lick this hand first as a tribute

- isn't the handsome guy here today

- The first day the handsome guy is away, miss him

-Brother Xiaotian is feeling down today

- Can you see emotions with such a big mask?

"The rice was left over from yesterday," Yan Hang picked up the pot and put the butter in it. "After the butter melts, pour everything you want into it..."

-rough

- very Jianghu

"Then stir and stir..." Yan Hang poured the ingredients and rice into the pot.

- thought you stuttered too

-Have you been infected by the handsome guy 233333

Yan Hang smiled: "After mixing it well, pour it into a bowl and compact it, then sprinkle with shredded cheese... Okay, put it in the oven at 180 degrees for 15 minutes and you can eat it."

He quit the livestream and threw his phone aside.

I stared at the food in the bowl for a long time.

It wasn't until there was a sound from the door that he turned his head sharply and picked up the knife next to him.

He didn't know why he had such a reaction, but under his father's conscious or unintentional training, such a reaction seemed to have grown in his body, like those vague unease.

"Dear princes!" Dad's voice came from the living room, "Are you at home, baby?"

Yan Hang put down his knife and walked out of the kitchen: "I'm cooking."

"Do you have mine?" Dad asked, kicking his shoes aside.

"Baked rice, do you want to eat?" Yan Hang looked at him, feeling that his father's face was exhausted.

"Eat," Dad walked up to him and stared at him for a long time, "Hang."

"Yeah." Yan Hang responded.

"Suddenly you feel like you've grown up," Dad said.

"Then you're a little dull," Yan Hang said, "I don't think I'm too young."

Dad laughed. After laughing for a while, he opened his arms and put his arms around Yan Hang: "I've always felt sorry for you."

Yan Hang paused, hugged his father, and then quickly touched him again.

"It's okay," Dad said.

Yan Hang hugged his father and remained silent for a while, but he still didn't hold back the words: "Dad."

"Huh?" Dad patted him on the back.

"I'm afraid." Yan Hang said softly.