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Chapter 42
Yan Hang leaned against the head of the bed holding the notebook, poking aimlessly on the local forum.
Since Dad disappeared, he seems to have just taken over the old habits of Dad, and the transition has begun. After getting home from get off work every day, he will watch local news while eating.
He is probably more advanced than Dad because he still reads the forum.
I don't know what I'm looking at.
It's like don't know what dad was watching before.
All he knew was that if something really changed, maybe someone said something or something casually, and he could feel it.
In such a state, to be honest, he was somewhat resistant.
He's been waiting for Dad to show up, and he's been trying to find out anything about Dad, or catch any omen in life.
But he is no longer what he used to be after all.
He will no longer follow whoever runs around in a dashing manner, and will no longer just look at today, there are so many things he needs to get rid of.
He will not give up on these things, but such a state cannot happen again.
A year ago, when he saw the first year of junior high, he would feel that this child sometimes made him anxious, and everything was carried on silently, making everything a normal state of life.
But now that he saw the first day of the first year, he was shocked to realize how powerful this child was.
How much courage and how much strength it takes to change and break away, only those who have tried it will know.
Yan Hang took out his mobile phone and checked the time, it was ok.
He called Mr. Luo, the psychiatrist who Cui Yi had introduced to him before.
Teacher Luo is a big sister. From her appearance to her temperament to her voice, she is very gentle and relaxing. Yan Hang likes her quite a bit.
"Hello? Xiaoyan?" Teacher Luo answered the phone.
"It's me, Mr. Luo, good evening," Yan Hang said, "I want to... make an appointment to chat with you."
"Okay," Mr. Luo smiled, "Isn't the work stressful recently? I heard that you are the foreman?"
"Acting foreman," Yan Hang said, "The work is also quite annoying, but I can handle it, mainly... I feel that I have begun to have the same emotions as before these days."
"It's normal for emotions to appear repeatedly," Teacher Luo said calmly, "None of us can make certain emotions not appear at all, right? Learning to control and channel them is the most important thing."
"Yeah." Yan Hang responded.
"I have time for three nights from today to the weekend. Come and talk, I'll wait for you." Teacher Luo said.
After talking on the phone with Teacher Luo, Yan Hang turned off his laptop, got up and went to the kitchen refrigerator to get a bottle of iced black tea.
After taking half a bottle in one breath, felt a little more comfortable.
In the evening, he was still in the old habit. Apart from going to the gym with Cui Yi on time, he still went for a run every day. It was a good time for running in the community and next to the community.
But today I'm a little tired and don't want to go out.
Originally, there was Wang Qinqin, and there was a manager on duty at night. His workload was much less than before, but in the past two days, one has to adapt, and the other is that there are relatively few manpower. Write a report.
Yan Hang is the most worried about writing things, after all, he is illiterate.
Fortunately, Zhang Chen helped him, at least he was a college student, and he helped to make changes before he took it to Manager Tang.
These two days of tossing about these things are more tiring than letting him order food directly in the restaurant to clean up.
If he's not running, he has to do some exercise. He looks at the dumbbells and abs wheels in the bookcase... let's do push-ups.
When he got down on the balcony and started doing push-ups, Yan Hang wanted to laugh a little.
He rarely does push-ups, and if it wasn't for a sudden cramp on the first day of the new year, he would never have thought of this.
He took out the mobile phone in his pocket and put it on the ground next to him, and glanced at it again, no news came in.
After getting acquainted with the people in the dormitory on the first day of junior high, I don't need to hold my phone all the time to chat with him at night, just like the little hedgehog downstairs. The security guard said yesterday that he didn't know where to find a small fruit to eat. You can't rely entirely on him to feed the apple diced, and the security guard was a little disappointed when he said it.
Before the phone locked the screen, he glanced at the calendar, which had a red circle on it.
It was his birthday.
Last year's birthday was celebrated with Cui Yi, or not at all. It was just a meal, just like when was with father before, and didn't celebrate it deliberately.
Even the gifts were as unremarkable as those from Dad.
Cui Yi gave him a box of 18-color crayon sticks, but the box said 24-color crayon sticks. Cui Yi said that he could not find any 18-color crayon sticks, but in order to match his age, he took six sticks.
Yan Hang felt that his reason was simply very good.
On his birthday this year, he wanted to call on the first day of the first day to accompany him. He had not celebrated his birthday with anyone, and it was estimated that he had not been invited by anyone on the first day of the new year.
"Change the medicine and change the medicine," Zhou Chunyang took out the small medicine box and put it on the table, "I will change the medicine on the first day of the new year."
"Yeah." On the first day of the first day, he got off the top bunk, and while removing the gauze wrapped around his arm, he looked at the wound on Zhou Chunyang's forehead, "It hurts a lot, how long will it take, okay?"
"It's easy for me to say," Zhou Chunyang looked at his arm, "you may need some time for this."
"What the hell did you use to smash it," Li Ziqiang sat next to the first year of the first year and looked at his injury, "How do I feel like a hole was punched out."
"Probably a chamfering knife." Zhou Chunyang said.
"What is a chamfering knife?" Hu Biao asked with interest.
"A tool," Zhou Chunyang looked at him, as if he didn't know what to say, "that is, to drill a cone-shaped hole in the steel plate, that is to use it."
"...What kind of thing?" Zhang Qiang also came over and looked at the injury on the first day's arm, "This is almost a vertebral pit."
"What kind of..." Zhou Chunyang thought about it for a long time, "Just... a large enoki mushroom? It's almost like that."
"Suddenly want to shabu-shabu, a pot of meat, and some enoki mushrooms..." Wu Xu lay on the bed, rubbing his belly, "Am I going to grow up, I'm hungry every day when I hear what I'm eating, today I'll see what people take I'm madly hungry for a lunch box."
"I have a dream, I think it's pretty good." Chu Yi said.
Wu Xu laughed: "You're not much taller than me, yet you can still laugh at me."
"Can laugh at one, one is one, one." Chu nodded slightly.
Just after changing the medicine and wrapping the gauze again, the phone rang on the bed. On the first day of the first day of the first year, quickly got up, jumped a bit and didn't even step on the stairs. grabbed the upper bunk railing and went up.
"Have you practiced on the first day of the first year," Li Ziqiang said, "the monkeys can't beat you."
"No monkey, just wait for the news." On the first day of the first day, he lay on the bed and took a look at his mobile phone.
It was sent by Yan Hang.
- do you have time on friday night
- I can have time when I am in class, and I have more time when I am not in class
- Can you say this with your mouth?
- if you are patient enough i can tell
- on friday i go to school to find you
- I'll just go out, you don't have to come
-Our restaurant is going to do expansion training. I will contact you on Friday. It's at your school, by the way.
In the first day of the first year, he actually didn't know what expansion training was, but he didn't ask much. He hadn't seen Yan Hang since he took the class. Now that Yan Hang was looking for him, this matter was left in his mind.
-Friday is my birthday, remember to buy gifts, stingy
Yan Hang sent another message.
When read the news on the first day of the first day, didn't recover for a long time. After reacted, sat up with phone in hands.
Birthday?
Birthday!
Yan Hang's birthday!
Maybe it's because he never had a birthday himself, and he didn't go to celebrate birthdays for others, so he had almost no concept of birthdays. He and Yan Hang also talked about birthdays. The last time Yan bought shoes Hang also mentioned it, but at the time he didn't think about asking Yan Hang when his birthday was.
- How old is your birthday?
He quickly typed a line of words, and then remembered it after sending it, and added another line.
-Happy birthday to you!
-Good standard, I sang along, 19th birthday
Yan Hang is 19 years old. He smiled on the first day of the first day, and the corners of his mouth were still hooked after laughing. He didn't know what he was enjoying.
- remember the gift
-understood!
gift.
The few small stones Yan Hang gave him before were pressed under the pillow on the first day of the first day of the new year. He had already polished them while sneaking in the dormitory people playing cards and games.
This is a gift...isn't it a bit inappropriate?
Too easy.
Make a gift with the stone Yan Hang gave him and give it to Yan Hang?
stingy.
He remembered what Yan Hang said.
Gee.
He doesn't dig, he just saves, not someone like Yan Hang who wears a thousand dollars in shoes can understand.
But if he didn't want to send stones, what should he send?
He stared at the wall, trying to think of a few alternatives in his mind, but after staring for two minutes, he couldn't even think of a single thing.
He has no experience with giving gifts.
The last time gave gifts was the ones bought for family, and didn't feel happy about giving gifts or getting a response.
He sighed softly, thinking this was too inappropriate at this time.
Give a gift, a gift to Yan Hang.
He kept trying.
After five minutes he gave up, and after another two minutes he started to get a little gloomy.
Because when he hesitated to ask someone for help, the first thing that came to his mind was actually Zhou Chunyang.
His first reaction was to ask Zhou Chunyang.
No reason!
But from a rational point of view, asking Zhou Chunyang should be the right choice.
Zhou Chunyang is the most reliable person in the dormitory. He is rich, careful, and has a good personality. He is willing to help others.
He glanced back down.
Then a burst of embarrassment.
Zhou Chunyang was sitting across from the table. He was leaning his chair back on the bed frame and resting his head on his arm. When he turned around, he met Zhou Chunyang at a glance.
"Huh?" Zhou Chunyang looked at him.
The first time he opened his mouth, he didn't say a word.
He just wanted to look back, but he didn't even think about whether to ask Zhou Chunyang, let alone how to ask.
"Ah." He responded.
"Nervous disease." Zhou Chunyang smiled.
"Chunyang," he had to turn around and look at the other people in the dormitory. No one noticed him. He leaned on the edge of the bed and beckoned to Zhou Chunyang, and whispered, "Come over, come here."
Zhou Chunyang stood up and walked to his bedside: "What's wrong? Are you planning to rebel?"
"Yeah, stew Daqiang, let's stew it." Chu Yi said.
Zhou Chunyang laughed for a long time: "What's the matter, tell me."
"Can you help me?" Chu Chu asked in a low voice.
"What are you busy with?" Zhou Chunyang.
"Can you pick a gift?" said the first day, "it's a birthday gift, a gift."
"That's it, can you pick a gift for you?" Zhou Chunyang asked.
"Yeah." Chu nodded slightly.
"Male or female?" Zhou Chunyang asked, "How old are you?"
The first day of the first day of the new year was suddenly awkward. The man was 19 years old. Zhou Chunyang guessed that it was Yan Hang right away. After all, he was a friend here.
Actually... He didn't say it, Zhou Chunyang should have guessed it.
"Yan Hang?" Zhou Chunyang asked again.
"Yeah." Chu nodded.
I don't know why he is embarrassed. Is it because he suddenly felt that Zhou Chunyang had a crush on Yan Hang a few days ago?
"I think about it," Zhou Chunyang's reaction was very calm, "Will you go out for a walk at noon tomorrow?"
"Okay." Chu Yi said, "but no, it can't be too expensive."
"Don't worry." Zhou Chunyang snapped his fingers.
After class at noon the next day, the first day of the first year and Zhou Chunyang went out.
There are also some shops around the school, but Zhou Chunyang didn't like it very much, so he took him to the city after eating something casually.
"It's practical and tacky, like lighters, razors, belts, sunglasses, all kinds of wear..." Zhou Chunyang said, "Think about that..."
"Practical." On the first day of the first day, he immediately said that the gift should be something that Yan Hang could use.
"Then it's easy to choose," Zhou Chunyang said, "all the ones I just mentioned are fine, and you can just buy them according to what he has hobbies and hobbies. If you don't need very practical ones, then I have a lot of tricks. now..."
"Practical." The first day of the first year interrupted him again.
"Hey," Zhou Chunyang laughed, "there's no room to play."
On the first day of the first year, he smiled a little embarrassedly.
"Then choose something sassy," Zhou Chunyang said. "I think Yan Hang is very particular about it."
"Yeah." He nodded immediately on the first day of the new year. Yan Hang was indeed a very particular person. Even if it was practical, he still had to ask someone like Zhou Chunyang to give him advice.
A person like him who has hardly worn other clothes except school uniforms since he was a child, and his food and clothing expenses are based on the standard of "usable", he really has no concept.
In the end, between the lighter and the sunglasses, in the first day of the first year, didn't know which one to choose.
"Lighter," Zhou Chunyang said. "Although it's very common... But he smokes ten cigarettes a day, and he has to take it out at least ten times, and he will think of you ten times."
Looking at Zhou Chunyang on the first day of the new year, Zhou Chunyang said it very naturally, but he suddenly wanted to blush.
Why does he have to let Yan Hang think of himself ten times a day?
But he did not refute, and followed Zhou Chunyang to pick out a lighter.
"If there is a lighter, there is nothing to choose from, Zippo," Zhou Chunyang said. "It looks good and is not expensive. If you don't have budget control, I recommend Dupont."
"Beep, what's more and less money?" asked the first day of the first year.
"It's a thousand," Zhou Chunyang looked at him, "do you want to consider it?"
"Z." Chu nodded slightly.
Zhou Chunyang laughed for a long time and patted him on the shoulder: "You are very funny."
When Yan Hang came out of the training camp, it was still a while before the first day of the first day and they were dismissed from school in the afternoon. He took a taxi to the school gate.
The gate of the school is very good. From the outside, the campus area is also very large.
The school is very unfamiliar to Yan Hang. After graduating from elementary school, he has never entered any school gates, and even if he passes by, he will hardly take a second look.
At this moment, when stood at the gate of the first grade school, suddenly felt a little emotional.
He has been to many places, met many people, experienced all kinds of things, much more than many of his peers, but also much less than others.
When he walked into the school gate, the guard gave him a look and didn't stop him. He probably thought he was a student of the school.
I told him before the first day of the first year that the last lesson was physical education, and he walked straight to the playground.
On the way, met many students. Those who came and went, probably with new faces, all looked at him. Some of them looked very social and even more provocative in their eyes.
Small stray hairs.
Yan Hang didn't even bother to look back at each other, so he walked directly to the playground and stood down.
A group of children were playing ball on the playground. Yan Hang didn't need to look at his face and body shape, he just glanced at the height and knew that there was no first year of the first year.
The little dog didn't know when he would be able to reach the two-meter target he set himself.
After looking around and not seeing the first day of the first year, Yan Hang smiled at the two little girls next to him who kept looking at him: "Hello, classmate..."
"Are you looking for someone?" a girl replied immediately.
"Well, do you know the first year of the first year," Yan Hang asked, "he is a steam..."
"Dog, I know," another girl said, pointing to a teaching building, "they are in the playground at the back of that building."
"Thank you, your school's playground?" Yan Hang held back a smile.
He suddenly had the urge to laugh when he heard his classmates call the unearthed dog's name in such a tone of voice.
"Well," the girl also smiled, "are you his friend?"
"Yes." Yan Hang walked over there.
At the first glance at his mobile phone, Yan Hang's news had not been sent yet, and it was estimated that it had not arrived yet. He looked at the bag next to him, and inside it was that he and Zhou Chunyang had spent almost a lesson in the store and the clerks were all overwhelmed. A lighter that picked out after stopped talking.
He was a little excited when he thought that this was the first birthday present he gave in his life.
"Drinking water on the first day of the new year," Gao Xiaoyang came over, "Chunyang treats you."
"Yeah." On the first day of the first day, he stood up and followed them to the canteen.
"Are you going out in a while?" Zhang Qiang looked at his bag.
"Yeah." Chu Yi responded.
"Where are you going?" Zhang Qiang asked again, "Take me with you for dinner."
The first time did not speak.
Zhou Chunyang reached out and pressed Zhang Qiang's face a few times.
"Why?" Zhang Qiang looked at him.
"I think you have lost your face or have an extra layer." Zhou Chunyang said.
"Fuck off!" Zhang Qiang said.
"I'll invite you to eat a small hot pot later." Zhou Chunyang said.
Several people were immediately excited.
"Damn it is happiness to know a rich foodie." Li Ziqiang sighed.
As soon as turned out from the back of the building, saw a familiar figure in front of me on the first day of the first year.
He was stunned.
"That's Brother Hang! Why is he here? Looking for you in the first year of the first year?" Zhang Qiang waved at Yan Hang.
Yan Hang smiled and waved.
On the first day of the first year, he really wanted to run over, but it felt a little silly to just run over like this. He could think of at least ten slow-motion scenes of running like this in TV dramas and movies, and one was stupid.
"Why are you straight, come in directly?" He asked with a smile when a group of people walked up to Yan Hang.
"Look at your school," Yan Hang said. "It's quite big. I just spent a long time looking for it in the playground over there."
"Brother Hang, as soon as you take off your uniform," Li Ziqiang said, "it's like a different person."
"Who have you become?" Yan Hang asked.
Li Ziqiang took a step back and looked at him up and down: "Do you think you have some other identity besides the foreman?"
"For example?" Yan Hang smiled.
"Underworld boss or something," Li Ziqiang said, "Brother Hang, do you still accept a younger brother?"
"Take us away." Hu Biao immediately joined in the fun and said.
On the first day of the first day, he was watching. Whenever this happened, he couldn't make a sound. A group of people chatted with Yan Hang one by one, and he could only be silent next to him.
Gee.
I knew earlier that would insist on not letting Yan Hang come over.
Several people were talking to Yan Hang, and the people from 404 came over.
When they saw Yan Hang, they stopped.
Now, 404, plus 407's brother, has formed a long-term stable relationship with them 403. When they meet each other, they will definitely stop and make eye contact with each other.
Today there is another unfamiliar face, and their eyes are like arrows, and they poke over.
"Don't bird them." Zhou Chunyang said.
"I don't want to be a bird," Li Ziqiang said. "I can't be prepared for people to stare at us."
"I think we are looking for foreign aid." Hu Biao looked at Yan Hang excitedly.
"Are those people who always fight with you?" Yan Hang asked.
"Yeah." Chu nodded.
"A bunch of stray hairs," Yan Hang turned his head and looked over there disdainfully, "just like you."
"We are purebreds." Hu Biao said.
"Can you not be funny when you are so serious?" Zhou Chunyang held back his smile.
Looking at Yan Hang for the first time.
Inexplicably following Hu Biao was also a little excited.
He hadn't seen Yan Hang like this for a long time. Yan Hang, who had a careless Jianghu gas and bandit gas, was like this at the beginning. He walked up to him with a mobile phone that was broadcasting live.
Starting today, he will be covered by me.
In the first day of the first year, a burst of excitement surged up in my heart.
However, the 404s were probably going to give unfamiliar faces a slap in the face. The one who picked his head came over, stood in front of Yan Hang and raised his chin: "Where did you come from? Who let you into our school!"
Yan Hang glanced at him and smiled: "You do more than your school guard, do you get paid?"
The man stared at him, neither speaking nor moving.
On the first day of the first year, he felt that he probably never encountered such a dialogue when he was fighting fiercely, and he couldn't find the correct answer for a while.
"Let's go." Yan Hang said, turning around and walking towards the school gate.
A group of people followed him, looking very imposing, as if they were going to participate in a large-scale battle, but in fact they were just going to the door to eat a small hot pot.
On the first day of the first day, couldn't help shaking shoulders and took two steps, so arrogant!
Very happy.
When he is with Yan Hang, even if he is rude to others, he can feel happiness.
It's amazing.