At this moment, the first day of the first year of junior high school was almost unable to turn his head, his eyes didn't know what to look at, and his fingers were trembling a little, which reminded him of the female classmate at the next table, saying that he was very excited when he went to the concert of the male god Can't see anything, keep sifting chaff.

In order to confirm, he opened the album on the first day of the first day. He was afraid that Yan Hang would delete his blog, so he saved the photo.

I clicked on the photo and looked at it, it was all black on a red background, the font... He switched back to the door and took a look, the font was the same! The door face below... Cut back to the photo, the main body of the photo is the door, and the walls on both sides are only a small corner, but it can almost be seen that they are red.

But I'm still not sure, after all I've been looking for so long, I've seen a lot of similar faces, and they're the most common match.

After switching back and forth several times, on the first day of the new year, he finally found the definite details, that is, he found that the picture taken by Yan Hang, the child under the word Li, was missing a small piece, revealing the white below, while the picture in the store , although it is far away, it can be seen that the hook is round and has no sharp points.

This is it!

On the first day of junior high, he felt a little excited and didn't know what to do. He threw down his phone, jumped out of bed, and threw a few punches into the air.

Still unable to vent, he threw his fists all the way, from the bedroom to the living room.

Grandma was watching TV in the living room, and when she looked at him, her eyes seemed to be looking at a neuropathy, with disdain and shock: "I don't know what poison I took."

I was in a very good mood on the first day of the first year, and happily threw two punches at my grandmother, and dubbed it: "Shhhhh! Shhh!"

"You have the energy to go out and beat people!" Grandma shouted, "Eating a little shit can make you bloated! Don't be cowardly when you go out!"

On the first day of the first year, I wanted to say that I had beaten him early, but in the end, he threw his fists and jumped back into the house.

It doesn't make any sense to tell grandma something like this, he doesn't want to explain himself to anyone, and grandma may not understand, and may even turn out more ugly words.

Besides, he still has things to do.

He lay back on his cot and picked up his phone.

Yan Hang took Xiao Li's barbecue in a coastal city. He first opened the weather and added the city.

The real-time temperature is 6 degrees, the lowest temperature today is minus 2 degrees, sunny, and the north wind is 4-5.

After staring at the weather for a while, on the first day of school, he smiled and clicked on the city map.

After entering the address of Xiao Li's BBQ, he switched the map to the real scene and looked at it bit by bit, feeling like he was walking down this street and standing in front of the shop.

He scratched on the map, adjusted the angle, right here, where was Yan Hang when he took pictures that day?

The first time a mobile phone was placed on the bedside, lying on his arm and watching.

He had always felt that for a pervert as persistent as himself, when he found a place, he would definitely have a strong urge to go and see it right away.

But now it turns out that he didn't think so.

The moment he opened the map and saw the real scene, he suddenly calmed down.

He looked at the street little by little. This shop didn't look like a very cool shop. If he didn't make a special trip to eat, then Yan Hang might live nearby.

This street is where he often passes by.

It seems that is enough.

Staring at the phone for the first time is enough.

Looking back and forth on this street and several nearby streets, he felt very satisfied with the shops, units, hotels, and communities on both sides.

After looking at it for half an hour, put phone on the head of the bed, turned over and lay on the bed, looking at the bright or dark patches on the ceiling that flickered because of eyes.

Not enough.

It's just that he didn't dare to think about anything further.

Between him and Yan Hang, there was a murder case and two fathers who disappeared.

The question he had never dared to think about before was still stuck in his mind.

Before his father was found, he had no idea whether Yan Hang would like to see him again.

"Are you going to the supermarket?" Cui Yi called and asked.

"Huh?" Yan Hang glanced at the time. At nine o'clock in the evening, he was actually thinking about whether to order a takeaway for a late-night snack or make some himself, but there was no food left at home.

Cui Yi asked, he sat up and planned to go to the supermarket to buy some materials: "Go, buy some food."

"That's great," Cui Yi said. "Bring me some noodles and leave it at our security guard downstairs. I'll get it tomorrow."

"...Lawyer Cui," Yan Hang was very speechless, "You are really amazing."

"The best is lasagna," Cui Yi said. "I like lasagna."

"Can you break your leg if you go with me?" Yan Hang asked.

"Yes," Cui Yi smiled, "I have a bunch of documents here to read, and I don't have time to go out."

"Lasagna, right?" Yan Hang stood up.

"Yes." Cui Yi said.

Yan Hang opened the refrigerator and took a look. It is said that in ordinary people's homes, they have to eat leftovers for at least half a month after the Chinese New Year. what.

He figured out what to pack, and then went out.

There are quite a lot of people in the supermarket opposite at this time. There are many young people living in this area. It is late after get off work. If you want to buy something, you will come out after eating.

Yan Hang pushed a car and walked slowly.

After walking a few steps, the car was grabbed by someone.

Before he raised his eyes to look at the person, he glanced at the hand, it was the girl's hand, he was inexplicably relieved, maybe it was Cui Yi's words before that made him always vigilant.

The owner of the hand is Zhang Chen who is smiling.

"You actually came to buy groceries!" Zhang Chen looked at the things thrown in his car, "It's amazing."

"What do you eat if you don't buy groceries?" Yan Hang said.

"Don't you all single guys eat fast food, instant noodles and instant noodles." Zhang Chen said with a smile.

"I'm a single guy working in a western restaurant anyway," Yan Hang said.

"Can you cook?" Zhang Chen picked up a piece of cheese and looked at it, "Are you going to enter Western food?"

"Just take it," Yan Hang looked at her empty hand, "Why are you here?"

"My grandma lives here. I'll have a rest tomorrow, so I'll come to accompany her and make a meal by the way..." Zhang Chen said and glanced at him, "Do you know what ingredients to buy for pizza?"

"I know," Yan Hang pushed the car forward, "Come on."

"Thank you." Zhang Chen followed.

Pizza.

Yan Hang has made many delicious pizzas, but now his mind seems to be stuck, and he can only remember the ones he made for the first year of junior high school.

No matter how he recalled, he couldn't get out of it.

Memories are like being stuck in a small passage, the only thing can remember is that, back and forth is in Linhe District in the east of the city where lived in the first year of junior high school.

what.

I can still remember the Linhe District.

Of course, remember that the memory there, no matter how good or bad, is almost the most profound one in his more than ten years.

"Really?" Zhang Chen said beside him.

"Huh?" Yan Hang glanced back at her.

She held a packet of red sausage in her hand: "Is that so?"

"This kind of bacon has a strong smell, if you like it, if you don't..." Yan Hang looked at the pile of sausages on the shelf and pointed, "That's fine too."

"That's it, I like it," Zhang Chen said. "Are you in trouble? If you have something, just give me a brief description, and I can find it myself."

"I'm fine," Yan Hang said, "what's the matter?"

"You're seriously distracted," Zhang Chen smiled, "but you always seem to be this mysterious and melancholy handsome guy."

"You're writing a novel," Yan Hang took a bag of cheese and handed it to her, "you just cut it down when you need it."

"Okay." Zhang Chen nodded.

In fact, Zhang Chen is a girl with a good personality. Among the young people in her colleagues, she is the most popular, cheerful, carefree, and can suffer.

If it was another person, Yan Hang would not lead her to buy things like this.

But that's it, Yan Hang used to think that he didn't have friends because he didn't have the opportunity to make friends. Later, when he had the opportunity, he had the first year of junior high school.

After arriving here, he will have more opportunities to make more friends.

But now realize that doesn't seem to be the case.

Except for a few colleagues who are slightly closer than before, he still has no friends, and he has no interest in going in the direction of friends with anyone.

It seems that the first year is a special case.

"It's said that eating fish is smart," Zhang Chen said beside him, "My nephew eats fish every day, but he doesn't see how smart he is."

Yan Hang didn't know what the topic she was talking about before, and even wasn't sure if she had spoken to before, so she could only pick up from here temporarily: "Really?"

"Well, the high school entrance examination is going to be this year," Zhang Chen sighed, "I can't watch the drama, I can't go to the general high school, and the fish will be eaten for nothing."

"How long is the high school entrance examination?" Yan Hang asked.

"The end of June." Zhang Chen said.

"Is it the same everywhere?" Yan Hang asked again.

"Well, all those days," Zhang Chen looked at him, "Does your family have any children who want to take the high school entrance examination?"

"...No," Yan Hang smiled, "Just ask."

"Oh," Zhang Chen thought for a while, "I heard from them before that you don't have a degree?"

"No." Yan Hang nodded.

"It's amazing," Zhang Chen tutted in a series of words, "Such self-improvement like you... It doesn't seem right. I really admire the self-taught talents."

After shopping with Zhang Chen and walking out of the supermarket, Zhang Chen pointed to a dessert shop next to him: "Have a late night snack? I'll treat you."

"No," Yan Hang said, "I've had dinner, and I still can't eat anything."

"Then I'll go eat by myself," Zhang Chen waved, "Thank you for helping me buy vegetables."

"You're welcome." Yan Hang smiled.

When he walked to the gate of the community, he remembered that he hadn't had dinner.

When entering the community, the guard gave him a salute, Yan Hangxiang smiled at him, and when he turned his head, he saw a person standing on the other side of the gate.

He glanced over there again.

The man turned away.

Yan Hang didn't move, and took two steps back, staring at the man.

In fact, based on his experience, he could tell at a glance that he was just a passerby, standing next to the gate just looking at the bus stop, and now he was walking towards the bus stop.

But he is so easily nervous now.

I don't know what happened.

Because of this tension, he has never sent Weibo again, and he has never used WeChat since he left.

He thought about whether to contact the first grade.

thought about it many times.

He wanted to tell the first day that he was fine, and he wanted to tell the first day that he just didn't know what to say when he left, so he told ... Shudong.

But in the end there was no contact.

He believed in his own judgment, following his father for so many years was not a white man, so he didn't believe that his father could do anything big, but it was precisely because of this that he was very afraid of continuing the completely innocent first grade. get involved.

He sighed, turned around and walked into the gate of the community.

Put Cui Yi's noodles in the security room downstairs and go back to his place.

Let's make a small pizza, just like the one made for the first year of junior high school.

When take out mobile phone every day on the first day of the new year, will habitually check the weather first.

The temperature on Yan Hang's side is slowly rising day by day, occasionally falling back, and then rising again. In fact, the weather is a virtue everywhere, but it is particularly interesting for him to look at it here.

Like a neuropathy.

It's faster over there than they are here. When they still need a coat here, Yan Hang should be able to wear only a long sleeve.

The seaside.

When leaned back in chair and looked at the slogan written above the blackboard, sometimes had the illusion that the tense atmosphere was like the college entrance examination.

The seaside.

He hasn't been to the beach yet. To be precise, the farthest place he's ever been is his grandfather's house.

Not to mention the plane, he has never been on the train.

The seaside scenery only exists in the scenery videos and photos. The scenery he has seen the most with his own eyes is the river scenery.

Well, in fact, the river view is also very beautiful.

the sea...

On the first day of junior high school, he couldn't remember when his mind moved. In short, the closer he got to the senior high school entrance examination, the stronger his thoughts became. Finally, when he saw the introductions in various schools' flyers, he suddenly made up his mind.

He wants to go to school by the sea.

As for the beach he wanted to go to, it seemed suitable to have a secondary school.

Maybe he had this idea on the day he determined where Xiao Li BBQ was, but he never dared to think about it, forcing himself to pretend that he hadn't thought about anything.

And once it was discovered that all of this was really possible, the thought couldn't be suppressed.

Besides, he had always wanted to leave home, leave here, and go to a place without those memories of his past.

"Are you sick?" Mom looked at him. "What are you thinking about every day? Running that far to go to school? The travel expenses are higher than the tuition fees!"

"There are also accommodation fees," Grandpa said while peeling the shrimp. "You can go home and live here when you go to school, and you don't have to pay accommodation fees."

The shrimp was bought from the seafood market in the first year of junior high. hope the family can agree to his request to go to school after eating happily.

"I can't afford that much money," my mother said. "Tuition, travel expenses, meals, accommodation, buy this..."

"No need for you," the first day of the first year gritted his teeth, "No, you come out, I'll pay it myself."

"Ouch! Listen to it all, pay it yourself!" Grandma smiled disdainfully while biting the shrimp, "This kid, after going to sweep the land for a few days, he has come up with the illusion of financial independence."

I ignored my grandmother on the first day of junior high, and just looked at my mother: "I saved some money..."

"How much can you save? How much can you save? You have the nerve to say that if you saved a little money?" Mom frowned, "Do you know how much I earn in a month now? A little news from your father No, I don’t know if it’s dead or alive, you’ve saved a little money here and want to run out?”

On the first day of the first day, he looked at the steamed bun in his hand, but didn't make a sound.

"I don't want to talk about it," my mother said. "I don't care if you don't go to Pugao, so you have to run out? Who will you look for in the future to run errands at home?"

"That's the point," Grandpa said while eating, "and your mother doesn't have any money, so you have to keep that little money, in case your father..."

When knew what grandfather wanted to say on the first day of the first year, wanted to slap the steamed buns in his face.

Mom started before him, picked up the bowl in her hand and threw it on the ground, shouting, "I'm still eating this meal!"

On the first day of the first year, I knew that it was impossible for his family to allow him to go to school. It was not only the issue of not being able to pay, but even in the local area, my mother would probably not pay any more. I will give her some of the expenses.

However, I don't care too much about whether the family can make money on the first day of the first year, and I am not a child of how many years old. I can think of a way myself.

Although there are not many ways he can think of.

He worked in the boxing gym, and he also saved some money. The cost in the past should be almost enough. As for the cost in the future, let's work part-time.

"Don't go to school here?" Coach He looked at him, "Running that far?"

"Well," Chu nodded slightly, "I want to go to the sea, the sea."

"It's so romantic, I want to see the sea?" Coach He said.

On the first day of the first year, he smiled a little embarrassedly.

"The family agreed?" Coach He knows some of his family's situation.

"I don't agree," Chu Yi frowned, "but I still want to go."

Coach He looked at him without speaking for a long time. After a while, he asked again, "Do you have enough money then?"

"Enough." Chu Yi said.

"Continue to find a place to work in the past?" Coach He asked again.

"Well." Chu Yi smiled.

Coach He stopped talking, patted him on the shoulder, got up and walked away.

He also stood up on the first day of the new year and planned to clean up. He could still work here for less than a month, and suddenly felt a little reluctant to give up his mop and bucket...

As if his ideal is to be a cleaner.

When he went to get the mop, Coach He called him from behind: "The first day of the first year."

"Ah?" He turned his head and saw Coach He walking over with a stack of money in his hand. He immediately understood what was going on, and quickly stepped back and waved his hand, "No no no no no no..."

"Hold it," Coach He grabbed his arm and stuffed the money into his pocket, "I tell you, when I came out of the countryside, I was your age, and I was alone."

The first day was stunned.

"You're alone, you can't rely on it, it's very difficult to do anything," Coach He said, "I'll just look at your energy, I always think of my time... You take this money, and I'll borrow it later. You're done, just return it to me."

After being silent for a long time on the first day of the first day, he said softly, "Thank you."

In the first year of junior high school, I feel that my family is the least like the family with children who are going to take the senior high school entrance examination in the whole school.

Mom didn't even look at him anymore.

No one cares whether he goes to school or not, and whether he sits there studying at home or not.

No one asked a question on the day of the test.

But on the first day of the first year, he felt that it was normal that no one asked him. He estimated that no one in the family knew when he took the exam.

However, when he was going out, he met the owner of the canteen, and the boss gave him a pack of instant noodles.

"Uniform 100," the boss said, "there are several of us who took the high school entrance examination today, and I will give a pack to those who pass by. Good luck."

On the first day of the first day, he laughed and put the instant noodles in his schoolbag: "Thank you, uncle."

With this package of instant noodles, he was in a much better mood. Before entering the examination room, he took out the instant noodles and ate them away.

"Are you really in the mood?" Li Zihao looked at him, "Are you still eating now?"

On the first day of the first year, I took out a bottle of water and took a sip: "I still drink it, eh."

In the two and a half days of the exam, was nervous, but was not nervous on the first day of the first year. Although his grades were not very good, but the goal was not average, it was not a big problem. Besides, he listened to the class very seriously.

Not to be nervous, but nervous.

Seeing the sea for the first time.

Living alone for the first time.

First time out.

The first time took the train... what a shit.

Yan Hang was not wrong at all.

By the way, it was my first time to eat Xiao Li's BBQ.

Xiao Li BBQ, he can memorize the address of Xiao Li BBQ.

Although no one in the family agreed for him to go to the sea, but after the results came out, he still wrote the name of the school when filling out the volunteers.

Afterwards, I went to buy a suitcase and came back, packed my things and put them under the bed.

It wasn't until saw this suitcase that mother seemed to come back to her senses, and she rushed over and dragged the suitcase out.

"You're so awesome now!" Mom shouted, "Everything I said was a fart, right!"

On the first day of the first day, she stopped her mother and did not speak.

"Throw this box away for me!" Mom yelled, "Who gave you the guts! Who in this family agreed to let you go!"

"I," the first day grabbed her hand, "myself."

"What are you? What are you!" Mom wanted to shake his hand, "You are yourself! What are you!"

"Mom," still holding her tightly on the first day of the first year, "I am the light, nothing, nothing, nothing, and I will go."

Mom was stunned, staring at his face, before saying, "Are you crazy? Why are you!"

"You know." Chu Yi said.

"See," Grandma leaned to the door at some point, "I said earlier, your son is a waste, useless, and can't be counted on in the future."

"Shut up." Chu Yi turned to look at her.

"What did you say!" Grandma looked at him in shock.

"Please, shut up." Chu Yi said.

"Did you hear it?" Grandma looked at her mother. "Did you hear it? Did you hear it? Did you hear it..."

"I heard!" Mom yelled.

"This family is over!" Grandma shouted while smoking a cigarette, turning around and walking out, "This family is over!"

Mom sat on the edge of the bed and stared silently at his suitcase.

He wanted to say something on the first day of the first year, but he really didn't know what else to say. In the past ten years, he had not had any normal communication with his mother.

Even if he was a little reluctant at this moment, it was very distressing to see his mother like this, but he couldn't find anything to say.

"Let's go if you want," Mom said, "but don't expect the family to help you when something goes wrong. This family is like this, you know it yourself."

"Yeah." Chu Yi responded.