The street is empty at the moment, and it is more deserted than usual. After all, people died here in the afternoon, and there were not many people on the street when went home on the first day of the new year.

In the first day of the new year, wasn't too scared. When there were few people, he would at least not let people think that he was wrong.

However, the wind at night was not cool at all on the legs, and the legs were still hot.

I knew that should apply a layer of toothpaste first when was at home.

First sighed.

After standing for a while, he felt a little tired. Looking at his phone, he had been standing for half an hour.

He trotted a few steps to the left, and then ran back to the right, just running back and forth, feeling a lot more comfortable.

Yan Hang's house kept the lights on all the time, and there was no movement. It seemed that Yan Hang was indeed asleep, and he might have slept long ago, and Yan Hang hadn't contacted him all night.

If he changed his usual times, he would go back after standing for a while.

But today is different.

Yan Hang's state is too strange. Although he doesn't know what the reason is, it must be a big deal. He can't solve any problems by standing here, and he is more at ease than staying home.

The house is quiet now, but he doesn't want to go back. Dad suddenly can't get in touch, which makes him in a bad mood. No one in the family has any idea about this matter, except for the mother who said to go tomorrow. In addition to asking questions from the company, they only care about swearing and complaining.

He felt a little dejected when he thought about it, bent down to support his knees, and quickly pulled his hand away as soon as he pressed it on.

Aches and pains.

Just as he was about to continue running left and right, a small group of light suddenly lit up behind the curtain of Yan Hang's house opposite.

Then his cell phone rang.

It's Yan Hang!

He quickly took out his mobile phone, and it was Yan Hang.

He picked up the phone two or three times but didn't answer it, so he didn't answer it at all, shoved the phone in his pocket, and ran across the street.

"Yan Hang?" He ran to the window and called softly.

The curtain was pulled open, and Yan Hang opened the window: "I've served you."

"You are, aren't you sleeping, sleeping?" He smiled.

"No, I've been standing here for an hour." Yan Hang said.

"Huh?" He was stunned.

"I want to see when you will go back." Yan Hang said.

Opening his mouth for the first time, he was speechless.

"What happened to your leg?" Yan Hang asked.

"My legs are pretty, and I'm pretty." Chu Yi said.

"Oh," Yan Hang responded, stared at him eye to eye, and pointed to the door after a while, "Come in."

When entered the door on the first day of the new year, could smell the smoke. Yan Hang usually smokes, but he doesn't smoke much. Today, he can smell it at the door...

"Do you want to turn on the light?" he asked, changing his shoes.

"Come on," Yan Hang said, "I'll see what's wrong with your leg. Is it hurt? You're wearing big pants."

"It's hot." On the first day of the new year, he pressed the switch, the lights in the house turned on, and he saw the wine bottles on the coffee table and the cigarette butts in the ashtray at a glance.

And Yan Hang's face was also very tired, and his face was dark.

"Is it hot?" Yan Hang looked at his legs and was a little surprised, "Is it so hot that you didn't apply any medicine?"

I don't know what to say on the first day of the first day, should say that forgot to apply the medicine, or that didn't buy the medicine because it was too expensive...

"Sit down, I have scald ointment." Yan Hang went to the drawer of the TV cabinet and rummaged, and took out a small golden ointment.

I saw this ointment in the pharmacy today on the first day of the first lunar new year. It cost more than 30 yuan.

Although the salesperson said that this medicine is very good and will not suffocate the wound, he still thinks it is too expensive!

Very expensive!

His toothpaste is less than ten yuan!

However, he was surprised that there was scalding cream in the small medicine box of Yan Hang's house. He looked at Yan Hang and said, "You still have this, this?"

"Bought it last week," Yan Hang went to the kitchen to wash his hands, squatted beside his leg, and took the ointment to give him medicine, "My dad's cooking was broken, so if he said he was scalded, he went to buy it. got one."

Laughed at first.

"Squeamish." Yan Hang also smiled, but after laughing, he held the ointment but didn't move.

On the first day of the first day, he tilted his head and glanced at his face quietly, and found that Yan Hang's eyes were a little red, but he couldn't tell whether it was because he didn't get enough sleep or wanted to cry.

But before he could continue his research, Yan Hang had already lowered his head and started rubbing medicine on him.

"Fortunately," Yan Hang said while rubbing the medicine, "it's not serious, what are you doing to burn so much?"

"Have I served the soup, be sure." He hesitated for a long time and decided not to tell the truth. He didn't want Yan Hang to know that it was because he didn't go home for dinner and forgot to say it.

Yan Hang smiled.

After applying the ointment on one leg, he said again: "Your grandma lifted it."

On the first day of the first day, Yan Hang guessed it directly, so he could only keep silent.

"As soon as you guess, it's accurate," Yan Hang said, "are you serious?"

On the first day of the first day, he laughed: "Amazing."

"Running out and staying for so long, will your grandma beat you again when you go back?" Yan Hang asked.

"Nothing at night, I'll take care of me." Chu Yi said.

"So," Yan Hang looked at him, "You don't plan to go home tonight, do you?"

On the first day of the first day, he lowered his head and nodded silently for a long time.

"Running away from home," Yan Hang also smeared the medicine on his instep, and then stood up, "I was burned and ran away... This is the first time you have been since you were a child. "

The first day smiled and said nothing.

Yan Hang washed his hands and went back to the living room to sit down, looking at the first day of the first day, who was dazed next to him.

He is so old, and there are two situations at home at night, one is him alone, and the other is him and his father. No one has ever spent the night at his house.

But he would not resist to stay here on the first day of the new year.

I always felt that I was completely accustomed to being alone, but today's situation is not only lonely, but also a deep fear of the unknown. At this time, with someone by my side, even if you don't say a word, you will not be so panicked.

"Squeeze with me," Yan Hang said, "This sofa can't sleep anyone, my dad's room..."

He didn't want to move Dad's room.

"Hmm." Chu nodded slightly.

"Then go to sleep," Yan Hang could see that he was already quite sleepy on the first day of the first year of the new year, "Let's go to class tomorrow."

"Aren't you going to sleep?" Chu Yi looked at him.

"I... sleep." Yan Hang stood up and went to bed to continue in a daze.

The two pillows on the bed, Yan Hang, have always been on top of each other. He likes to sleep higher, but giving the first one today will not affect him. He will definitely not be able to sleep anyway.

"Want to chat, would you like to chat for a while?" he asked after lying on the bed on the first day of the first day.

"Xiaojiba still wants to chat with someone," Yan Hang leaned against the bedside, reached out and turned off the light, took the phone and turned it on, "Sleep on yours."

"Oh," Chu Yi smiled, "good night."

"Good night." Yan Hang said.

He still has the previous page on his mobile phone, which is a local information forum. In addition to various trading posts, advertisements and rumors, there will also be gossip about various emergencies.

When he saw that he was standing across the street on the first day of the first day, he was about to go to the toilet and read the post titled "Has anyone heard of the murder in Linhe District?".

As for why you don't click on it immediately, you have to go to the toilet...

It is because he is afraid.

In the past, he was only afraid that his father would not come back, but now there are more and more things that he is afraid of. Any little information may make his heart feel like someone has been caught.

After saying goodnight on the first day of the new year, it was very quiet and did not make any sound, and did not even move.

Yan Hang clicked and opened the post.

He glanced quickly, all of them were discussing and asking about the specific situation. At a glance, there was nothing useful in the past, but he was relieved.

- That buddy is being sought for revenge! My friend is in that shit! Don't ask me, I don't know anything else!

Yan Hang's downward finger suddenly stopped.

To be honest, this reply looks very like bragging, especially the last sentence, don't ask me, and put it elsewhere is "Come and ask me if you don't come and ask me how I can keep on blowing".

The people who replied later obviously have this idea, and no one cares about this layer at all.

But Yan Hang's intuition told him that this person was telling the truth.

Friends are messing around.

Messing around with this.

Liang Bing.

It was only once that Yan Hang and Liang Bing had face-to-face encounters, but what he could usually see on these streets could be regarded as "mixed", and it was indeed only Liang Bing.

There is another sentence in the reply, and I don't know anything else.

This should also be true.

Looking at Liang Bing's appearance, even if he is a thug, he just walks sideways in these streets, and if he goes out, he will have to be beaten into crab mud.

At this level, if you know a little, you don't know much.

But you know how much you know.

And when such a big thing happened on his "site", Liang Bing has never appeared...

Yan Hang frowned and pondered for a while, then turned his head to see if he slept or not on the first day of the first year. He should know something about Liang Bing.

As soon as he turned his head, he heard Chu Yi sigh softly: "Yan Hang."

"Huh?" Yan Hang responded, "I thought you fell asleep."

"Sleep, can't sleep." The first day turned his head and looked at him.

"Is it because my phone is too bright?" Yan Hang looked at the screen, it was already 50% brightness, he adjusted it down again, "Is it still a choice?"

"No," frowned on the first day of the first day, and said softly after holding it for a long time, "My dad didn't come home today."

Yan Hang's mobile phone was unsteady and hit the bridge of his nose.

A burst of soreness.

"Buy a hand, a mobile phone holder." On the first day of the first year, he reached out and touched the bridge of his nose.

"Isn't your father often not going home?" Yan Hang asked.

"If you go outside, you won't be able to land or go back, but you will always talk to me, my mother said," Chu Yi sighed, "I didn't say anything today, and I called on my cell phone and couldn't get through."

Yan Hang felt like he was thrown into the ice cellar.

The chill was not a sudden attack, but a little bit penetrated into the body from the soles of the feet and from the fingertips.

So many things can't be accidental.

The thing he's been worried about is that it's already... happened.

The only thing don't understand is that the father of the first year of junior high school can have any connection with this matter.

"Your dad's colleague, leader, didn't you ask what's going on?" Yan Hang suppressed his panic and asked softly.

"There is no electricity, call," said the first day, "my mother will go to the company tomorrow to have a look."

"Well." Yan Hang wanted to find another sentence to say, so as not to let his panic appear so obvious, but he opened his mouth for a long time but couldn't find a word.

"I don't, shouldn't say, this," Chu Chu said in a low voice, "you are not happy, heart."

"It's okay, I... It's nothing major," Yan Hang said, "I've always been emotional and hypocritical."

"No." Chu Yi said.

"Nothing?" Yan Hang asked.

"No," on the first day of the school, he smiled, "You are very, handsome."

"Damn it," Yan Hang also smiled, "You're still young."

Chic.

He used to think that he was very handsome, and his father was even more handsome from the bottom of his heart.

In fact, they all used the same way to cover up.

"Yan Hang," the first year's hand reached out, touched his arm a few times, and grabbed his wrist, "you have, what's wrong, happy, whenever you want to say, you can follow ,Tell me."

"Well," Yan Hang laughed, "little angel."

Yan Hang's wrist is quite thin, and when he is holding it, he can feel the carpal bone in his palm.

He felt very comfortable on the first day of the new year, he closed his eyes, and lightly tapped his fingers on Yan Hang's wrist.

Sometimes when he couldn't fall asleep, he would gently beat the rhythm like this, and it would be easier to fall asleep under the monotonous feeling, but he didn't know if this method would be useful to Yan Hang.

After clicking for a while, he suddenly felt something different on the inside of Yan Hang's wrist.

There appears to be a thin bulge.

scar?

His first reaction was not very good, but this trail was raised upright...

Just when he was about to touch it again, Yan Hang pulled out his hand and tapped his forehead with his backhand: "Go to sleep."

"Yeah." Chu Yi responded.

After a while, Yan Hang said again: "It's a small scar, which was scratched by a nail when I fell down."

"Ah, does it hurt?" Chu Yi asked.

"It doesn't hurt, actually I don't feel anything." Yan Hang said.

On the first day of the first year, he wanted to turn his body and face Yan Hang, but when he turned to the side, he found that it would press his legs, so he had to turn back and lie on his back.

Yan Hang touched a small bottle beside the pillow and sprayed something on his pillow.

It smells very good, with a faint fragrance, mixed with Yan Hang's breath, and sleepiness slowly came up.

"Is it Mi, Soul Fragrance?" he asked.

"Put some face, you doggy," Yan Hang said, "Lavender spray, it helps you sleep."

"...Oh." He closed his eyes and smiled.

The post on the forum is quite long. Yan Hang has read it several times from beginning to end. There are all kinds of sayings, robbery, revenge, and firefighting, but they are basically guesses.

Except for the "don't ask me" master, there is basically no reliable content.

When Yan Hang refreshed again to see if there was any new content, the system showed that the post had been deleted.

He frowned and threw the phone aside.

I can't sleep anymore. haven't been able to sleep for several days. Today, didn't even have a second of confusion. It's terrible.

He closed his eyes against the pillow and touched the scar on his wrist.

After being stunned for a while, he sat up gently again, and the first day next to him was already asleep, his breathing was soothing and calm.

Yan Hang sat cross-legged on the bed and closed his eyes.

Let your mind slowly empty out.

It's hard, every time Dad says we come to meditate, he can't do it.

Although there is a whole night now, he knew that he couldn't do it before he started, and he usually couldn't do it, and it was even more impossible under this situation.

Can only be used to pass the time.

It's all in the head.

Dad.

the dead man.

First-year dad.

Liang Bing.

He wanted to connect these, but couldn't find the thread.

Leaning on the head of the bed all night, when it was dawn, he felt that he couldn't move, and his back hurt badly.

What he admired was that he didn't turn over all night on the first day of the first day of the new year, and for several hours he kept his back to the sky, without snoring, grinding his teeth, or talking in his sleep.

It's as quiet as if it doesn't exist.

Should have slept soundly.

Yan Hang looked at the time. According to the normal school time, he could sleep for another half an hour, but he didn't know if he should wake up the first day of the first year and go home first.

When he was hesitating, the cell phone placed next to the pillow on the first day of the first day rang.

Yan Hang glanced at it, and it showed "Mom".

"Hey the first day," he quickly pushed the first day, "your mother called."

"Well..." The first day of the first year replied in a daze, without opening his eyes.

"Your grandma is going to hit you!" Yan Hang picked up his mobile phone and wanted to help him connect the phone first, but after pulling it for more than a dozen times, the phone didn't seem to be dead at all, and the screen went black. .

"I'm coming," he woke up on the first day of the first day, rubbed his eyes and took the phone, and like luck, he first turned on the screen, then pressed the circle to answer, and slowly pulled it aside. This time, he picked it up and sat down. Get up, "Hello?"

"If you dare to come back at noon today, I will hack you!" The voice over there rushed out, "You are going crazy! Your father disappeared all day and night! You came along too, right? Don't come back if you have the skills. It's gone!"

Before the first day of the first year, he hung up the phone.

The mother of the first day of junior high should be very angry and loud, and Yan Hang could hear it clearly beside him.

"I'll accompany you back," Yan Hang said, "I'll explain it to them, blame me, you should have gone back yesterday."

"No, no," the first day shook his head, "Besides, if you don't, don't let me stay, I won't, and will go back."

Yan Hang looked at him and said nothing.

On the first day of the first day, I felt that I was a little outrageous these two days.

It can't be said that it is outrageous, that is, he suddenly did not follow the routine of the past ten years.

He didn't even know what happened to him.

It was as if he had suddenly entered a period of rebellion that he never had and thought he would never have.

It was unclear whether it was because of Yan Hang, or the depressing atmosphere at home that could no longer be tolerated because of the sudden disappearance of his father.

Suddenly he didn't care, his mother's elongated face, grandma's raised arms, grandpa's double Q like a black hole...

But after getting up and eating breakfast made by Yan Hang, he decided to go to school.

After all, there is something going on at home now, and his rebellious period should be put aside first. Mom is indeed very upset.

"Don't come here at noon," Yan Hang said, "Go home after school."

"Yeah." Chu nodded slightly.

"If your father has any news, let me know." Yan Hang said.

"Okay," replied the first day, "If you have something to do, call me."

"Okay." Yan Hang patted him on the shoulder.

When walked out of Yan Hang's house on the first day of the new year, was a little reluctant.

He likes to stay with Yan Hang, even if it is Yan Hang who is a little gloomy now, he doesn't care.

When he was walking to school, he took out his mobile phone and looked at it again, not knowing what he wanted to see.

In such a short time, neither mother nor Yan Hang would contact him so soon.

He sighed and put the phone back in his pocket.

As soon as he entered the classroom at the school, he felt that the atmosphere was more lively than usual.

As soon as he took his seat, Li Zihao came up behind him and said, "Hey, the first day of the first year."

The first day did not make a sound or move.

"People died by the river yesterday, do you know what happened?" Li Zihao asked, "Your home is the closest to that place. You missed school yesterday afternoon. Did you see something?"

"No." The first day replied, as expected, everyone was discussing this matter.

"Fuck!" Li Zihao pushed him, "What cool are you playing!"

"Not really." Chu Yi said.

"I heard it was a fight, didn't you hear anything?" Li Zihao's thirst for knowledge overwhelmed his annoyance, and continued to ask, "Then why did you go yesterday afternoon?"

"Fever, fever," said the first day, "sleep at home, sleep."

"Fatigue, fever, sleep at home, sleep," Li Zihao imitated him to speak, everyone next to him laughed, and Li Zihao pushed him again, "I am so slow, I am afraid that someone died downstairs in your house. Do not know at all."

On the first day of the new year, he stopped talking, and the people around changed the subject after a while, and continued to discuss the matter of the riverside battle.

On the first day of the first year, didn't quite understand what these people were excited about. Did they substitute the hacker, the hacker, or was it just because someone died in such a bloody way?

For two consecutive classes, he did not stop discussing for four weeks.

Section 2 When the get out of class was over, the head teacher entered the classroom, stood at the door and looked into the classroom for two times before his eyes fell on the first year of junior high school: "First year of junior high school, come here."

He was stunned for a while on the first day of the new school. He was never called by the teacher from the classroom. Sometimes he felt that the teacher might not know him.

The people around were also a little surprised. When he stood up, someone said, "Isn't it the first time that people were killed?"

A group of people suddenly burst into laughter.

At first glance at the person who was speaking, he walked to the door of the classroom. The head teacher pointed at those people: "Don't make fun of this kind of thing!"

On the first day of the first day of the first year, I followed the head teacher downstairs uneasy, and stopped when the head teacher downstairs: "You go home first, something happened at your house, your aunt just called the school to ask for a leave for you."

"What, what, what, what?" The first time I heard it, I was stunned, and suddenly panicked.

"She didn't say," the head teacher said, "don't worry, go home and see what's going on."

"Thank you, thank you, thank you..." On the first day of the first day, it was even more difficult to speak in a hurry.

"Go back, don't talk about it," the head teacher waved, "Be careful on the road!"

On the first day of the first year, he didn't speak any more, turned around and ran towards the school gate.

what happened?

What can happen at home?

If grandma strips naked and fights with people, it's not a problem, what else could it be?

...Dad?

What can happen to dad?

car accident?

He didn't dare to think about it at all. He took out his mobile phone while running. Now he doesn't dare to call his mother, he can only call his aunt first.

For the first time, the mobile phone that didn't respond for a long time gave him the urge to throw this rubbish away.

After running out for half a block, the phone finally dialed.

The aunt over there immediately answered the phone: "Puppy?"

"What's wrong!" Chu Yi shouted.

"Don't worry, don't worry," the aunt said quickly, "I'm at your house, I'll wait for you at the intersection, don't worry!"

"Is it my dad!" The first day of the first year couldn't help asking, "It's a car, a car..."

"It's not a car accident, no, it's just the police asking something," the aunt said, "I don't know the specific situation yet..."