In fact, Uncle Emon at the gate of the school doesn't care who comes in or goes out, the 404 is nothing more than an excuse.

The management of the school is very loose. Compared with the 82 middle school before the first year of junior high school, it is almost like no one cares. They fought twice in the dormitory, but none of the teachers knew about it, nor did the housekeepers know about it.

There were even fights on the girls' side. Although the scale was not large, it seemed to be more frequent than on the boys' side, and they were all quite fierce.

They went to the canteen to drink water first. They would come to drink water every time they took physical education classes. At the beginning of the first day of the first day of the first day of the new year, they found a drink bottle to bring water from the dormitory to drink. It turned out that Zhou Chunyang invited them to drink water every time, so he didn't bring it. .

"Next time I'll ask for water," Gao Xiaoyang said, "it's not good to always ask Chunyang."

"Come on," Zhou Chunyang said, "how much do you live on a month?"

Gao Xiaoyang thought about it and was about to speak when Zhou Chunyang said, "I will not cap it."

"Fuck you." Gao Xiaoyang said with a smile.

"I'll say it when I don't want to invite you," Zhou Chunyang said. "I just have fun. I like a group of people to have fun together."

After drinking the water, a group of people strolled out of the school gate. Zhou Chunyang took it to the small hot pot and took a taxi to the city with Yan Hang.

"Happy birthday." After getting in the car, he said to Yan Hang on the first day of the first day.

He really had no experience in celebrating birthdays, and he was afraid that he would miss some steps. Ever since he saw Yan Hang, he kept reminding himself that he would say happy birthday later.

"Thank you," Yan Hang said with a smile, then leaned over and asked in a low voice, "Did you bring a gift?"

"Well," Nodding at the beginning, after thinking about it and sighing, "normal people have this, so chasing, do people want gifts?"

"I'm just a normal person who is chasing after gifts," Yan Hang clicked his tongue, "I'm charging protection fees."

On the first day of the first day, he smiled, took his bag and patted it, and lowered his voice: "Here it is."

"You have to say it quietly," the driver said, "Are you afraid that I will rob it?"

The first day was a little embarrassed to smile.

The small box in the bag was beautifully packaged. Originally, the small box had to be bought alone, and a box cost fifteen yuan. He bargained and couldn’t understand. Zhou Chunyang helped him to explain it. Later, he said that as a young master, he never paid After bargaining so hard, if you walk slowly, you are afraid that people will chase them out and beat them.

Yan Hang ordered a birthday cake for himself at a famous cake shop. After getting out of the car, they went straight to pick up the cake.

It's a big chocolate cake, very big, with a lot of chocolate flowers on it.

"It's so beautiful, ah," Chu Yi held the cake, "Is it delicious?"

"Have you never eaten birthday cake?" Yan Hang asked.

"Ah," Chu Yi smiled, "Yes."

"Me too." Yan Hang looked down at the cake box.

"Where to eat in a while?" He asked on the first day of the first year. He brought a few hundred dollars and was going to see where to eat. If it wasn't too exaggerated, he could treat him.

"Seafood," Yan Hang said, "I've booked a table. It's by the sea. You can eat while watching the sea. Watch it all night until you have enough."

"Senior?" Chu Yi asked again.

"Generally speaking, it's just a normal little shop, there are many here." Yan Hang said.

"My treat." Chu Yi said.

Yan Hang glanced at him and smiled for a long time.

"Laughing fart." Chu Yi said.

"It's my birthday, I have to treat you," Yan Hang said, "you want to treat another day."

"...Oh." I thought about it on the first day of the first year, and it seemed that every time a classmate called his birthday, he would order a few tables at the restaurant at home or with his family.

The small shop that Yan Hang picked was indeed on the beach, and the table he ordered was on the platform on the second floor, where you could watch the sea with the sea breeze.

great.

When sat down on the first day of the new year, looked around. Except for the two of them and the family of three next to them, the rest of the tables were all couples.

This is really a city where everyone loves to fall in love.

Yan Hang had already ordered the dishes before they came, and they started serving the dishes not long after they sat down.

On the first day of the first year, he held his chin and tilted his head to look at the sea over there.

Now that the sunset time has passed, can no longer see the scene of the sunset falling into the sea, but the clouds where the sea and the sky meet in the distance are still glowing with dark red light, which looks spectacular and beautiful.

On the first day of the first day, took out mobile phone and took a few pictures, and after a moment of hesitation, sent it to the circle of friends.

This is the first time he has been using WeChat for so long when he sent photos to the circle of friends without setting it to be visible only to himself.

"I'll go live." Yan Hang said suddenly.

"Do you want to pre-announce, pre-announce?" On the first day of the first year, he looked at him and took out his mobile phone.

"Weibo will start as soon as you say it, what's the announcement?" Yan Hang pressed on the phone.

"You've been through now, and you've been so angry," said the first day of the first year, "I didn't notice it, no one saw it much, it's melancholy."

"If you just say a few words, I won't be melancholy at all," Yan Hang glanced at him, "Brother Gou."

Before he could speak on the first day of the first year, he suddenly laughed again, and after lying on the table for a long time, he said, "Hey, today I'm asking two girls about the first day of the first year."

On the first day of the first day, he sighed, he already knew what Yan Hang was laughing at.

"The two of them told me, idiots, there's a playground in the back," Yan Hang said happily, "I almost got sprayed. For your sake, I just gritted my teeth and held it up."

"I'm very impressed, move." Chu Yi said.

"You're welcome," Yan Hang said with a smile, started the live broadcast, and pointed his phone to the sea first, "This is where I stay now, there are mountains and seas, beer and barbecue..."

On the first day of the first day, he looked at the screen. He kept saying that Yan Hang was out of breath, but in just a few minutes, they came in one after another... There were more than 40 people.

Not entirely out of breath.

- Brother Xiaotian finally showed up before I graduated from college

- Howling like a pig holding the phone

-This is where? can anyone see it

- sea! so beautiful!

"I'm eating, you can take a look if you haven't eaten yet," Yan Hang picked up a plate of clams that had just been served. "This is my favorite. Although it's very common, I like it very much..."

Yan Hang's camera was still facing the sea. He probably wanted to hold the plate in front of the camera. With the sea behind him as the background, he reached out to take the plate and help him hold it on the first day of the first year.

"I'll help you eat one." Yan Hang reached out and took a clam from the plate and handed it to Chu Yi's mouth.

On the first day of the first day, he held up the plate and was stunned, then opened his mouth and caught the clams.

- hand hand hand hand hand hand

- Hands that can't see enough for ten thousand years. . . .

-Beautiful hands! take another one

-Wait a moment!

- Who lifted the plate?

-. . . . Shit yes! Who lifted the plate?

- thank you

"The one holding the plate," Yan Hang took a clam and put it in his mouth, pressed down the camera of the mobile phone, and aimed at the hand holding the plate on the first day of the new year, "To be honest, I have four hands."

The first time laughed, hands trembled a little.

The speeches on the screen flashed quickly, and there were gifts in the middle. He couldn't see clearly, and he saw several shouting to see his face.

The waiter continued to serve the food. It was a big fish.

On the first day of the new year, put down the plate of clams and prepared to lift the fish plate.

Yan Hang held down his hand, and the camera first faced his hand, and then slowly moved up, down his arm.

-this angle

- Brother Xiaotian's four hands are actually long face to face

- I already know who the other side is

-I also

- Little handsome guy! Little handsome guy!

- Must be a handsome baby!

When the camera was aimed at Chu Yi's face, he suddenly felt a little embarrassed and raised his hand to cover it.

"The first day of the new year," Yan Hang smiled, "let's say hello to the ladies."

"Hello everyone." Chu Yi said.

The speech on the screen was instantly filled, and Yan Hang was too late to read it.

He knew how these little sisters felt. The timid and shy little handsome guy had turned into a handsome boy in a year.

Maybe the carefulness of those years is still in his body, and the things carved by time can't be thrown away if you want, but on the first day of the new year, he already has the courage and ability to press those traces into the corner.

Yan Hang looked at the first day of the first year in the camera.

It's a little different from looking directly at the first year of the first year, which makes him have a more obvious feeling.

The feeling that the little dog has grown into a dog brother.

"It's time to eat," Yan Hang was still in the old habit, without any extra words, "closed."

He put down his phone and picked up a pint of beer: "Come and touch one."

On the first day of the first day, he picked up another tie and bumped into him: "Happy birthday, Yan Hang."

"It's quite appropriate to break the sentence, it sounds like there is no stutter." Yan Hang raised his eyebrows.

"You are, I'm not particularly afraid, I'm afraid that someday I won't, and I will stutter." On the first day of the first year, he took a swig of beer. "Just say, it's just me."

"I can't speak to you now," Yan Hang also took a sip of beer, "The main reason is that you owe your mouth so much, don't stutter anymore, I'm afraid you will be beaten."

"You cover, I am." Chu Yi said with a smile.

"Don't worry," Yan Hang looked at him, "If you talk about the cover, just say it, I'm afraid you won't need my cover anymore, Brother Gou."

"Native dog." He corrected him on the first day of the first day, took an abalone to eat, and ate it so vigorously that the soup flowed down his fingers and onto his wrist without noticing.

"Little Doug," Yan Hang took out a tissue and stuffed the tissue before the soup reached his cuffs.

"Well." Chu Yi smiled, and after eating this one, he took a tissue and wiped his hands.

Then he grabbed the sleeve and pulled it up.

After pulling twice, he suddenly stopped.

Pulled the sleeve down a little bit.

Yu Guangli Yan Hang didn't move, he probably didn't see the gauze with a corner exposed.

This is not a serious injury, and he should be able to use gauze in a few days. He didn't want Yan Hang to worry. After all, from Yan Hang's point of view, he had no memory of fighting when he practiced boxing. He was bullied and beaten all the time. The memory is full.

He fiddled with the cuffs, pretending the sleeves would fit here, then reached for another abalone.

Just after taking a sip of the soup, Yan Hang stretched out his hand.

The speed was too fast and he didn't have time to dodge, Yan Hang had already used his fingers to hook his cuff.

"How did you do it?" Yan Hang asked.

"The door clip, the clip, it's just me, our dormitory, the door of the dormitory is, yes, yes..." He didn't lie much on the first day of the first year. With a sigh, "When you fight, you get it."

Yan Hang snorted.

"It's almost ready." The first day added.

"Did you pack it yourself?" Yan Hang asked, "I'll take a look."

The first one didn't move.

"Believe it or not, I'll smoke you." Yan Hang looked at him.

The first arm stretched forward and placed it on the table.

Yan Hang pulled his sleeve up, pinched the corner of the gauze and pulled it up to look at it, frowning: "The hole seems to be deep?"

"It's fine." Chu Yi replied.

"It will take a while to get better," Yan Hang said, looking to the side, "Where's the waiter?"

"Why?" Chu Yi looked at him.

"Order a few other dishes," Yan Hang said. "It seems that I can't eat seafood if I have a wound. I posted it."

"Rumour." Chu Yi said.

Yan Hang looked at him.

"Rumour." Chu Yi said it again.

"Are you sure?" Yan Hang narrowed his eyes.

"Zhou Chunyang's brain, go to the door," he gestured on the first day of the first year, "this, such a big one, I will return it at noon, go out to buy, get two crabs, and eat crabs."

"What the hell is this reason?" Yan Hang asked.

"He's a native, a native." Chu Yi said.

Yan Hang didn't say anything, he added: "It's not a rumor, I want to eat it too."

Yan Hang sighed, thought about it and smiled again: "Eat, eat, it's better to slow down, let's eat."

On the first day of the new year, I immediately took a piece of fish and put it in my mouth, eating it with a look of intoxication: "What is this, what kind of fish?"

"I heard Lao Cui and the others call it Zhaihua," Yan Hang said, "it's a perch."

"Ah," at first glance, he took a piece and put it in Yan Hang's bowl, "Why not, not a village flower?"

"Is the stockade bigger?" Yan Hang said, "Does it sound more imposing?"

The first time smiled and took two bites.

It's really delicious. The seafood here is very well done. Although they are quite popular, such as oysters, clams, and various snails, the taste is very good, plus this relaxing and enjoyable environment.

I didn't even drink a pint of beer after eating the first meal, but felt a little dizzy.

"Do you still eat it?" Yan Hang asked, "Do you like that big snail? Another one?"

"Save some stomach, eat it..." The first day of the first year turned around and looked around, "Where's the cake?"

"Let the waiter put it in the freezer," Yan Hang said, "do you want to eat now?"

"Eat," grabbed his bag on the first day of the first day, "I still want to give a gift."

"Okay," Yan Hang smiled and beckoned the waiter to come over, "I'll see what you gave me."

"Good things," rubbed his nose on the first day of the first year, "it's just that Zhou and Chunyang helped me pick them. I didn't give them. I've given them formal gifts."

"I'm also happy that you gave me ten yuan and three pairs of socks." Yan Hang said.

"Stingy," said the first day, "it's also you who said it."

"Remorse," Yan Hang laughed, "but I really want you to give something more expensive."

"Don't worry, it's expensive." Chu nodded slightly.

The waiter brought the cake and helped them put in the birthday candles.

Today's birthday candles are very convenient, just a 1 and a 9, so you don't need to count them.

"Happy birthday!" Someone shouted from an unknown table.

"Happy birthday!" Several more people followed.

"Thank you!" Yan Hang responded with a smile, and whispered to the waiter, "Please help me cut the cake and share it with these tables."

"Okay." The waiter nodded.

"Sing a birthday song." Yan Hang raised his chin on the first day of the first day.

"I didn't sing, I sang..." He hesitated on the first day of the first year of the new year. He should have never sang other songs except the national anthem when he was so old. He could sing the birthday song, but he was afraid that he could not sing it well.

"It's okay." Yan Hang said.

There was a smile on Yan Hang's mouth, and the flames of the candle beat his face into a faint warm yellow.

"Okay," Chu Yi looked at him, took a breath, and then started to sing in a low voice, "Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you..."

"Don't stutter when you sing?" Yan Hang raised his eyebrows in surprise.

"Don't call, interrupt me?" The first day of the first year stopped, "Listen carefully."

"Okay." Yan Hang smiled and nodded.

"Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you..." On the first day of the first day, he started singing again, "Happy birthday to you..."

Halfway through the song, he saw the smile on Yan Hang's mouth deepening, and it slowly spread with an uncontrollable momentum.

"Happy birthday to you..." he finished.

Yan Hang and the waiter next to him applauded him together.

"Blowing now?" Yan Hang asked.

He was stunned for a while, he didn't know the steps.

"Make a wish first," the waiter reminded. "Close your eyes and make a secret promise in your heart. It won't work if you say it."

"Okay." Yan Hang hooked the corners of his mouth and closed his eyes.

On the first day of the first year, he held his chin and looked at him. He took out his mobile phone and took a picture of Yan Hang and the 19-year-old birthday cake in front of him. After a while, Yan Hang opened his eyes and saw that his eyelashes were vaguely moist.

"Come here." Yan Hang waved at him.

Chu Yi sat next to him, Yan Hang put his arm around his shoulder, took out his mobile phone and handed it to the waiter: "I'm sorry."

The waiter raised the phone, Yan Hang pressed his fingers against the face of the first day of junior high school, and he tilted his head towards Yan Hang with all his strength.

"One, two, three, clams!" said the waiter.

The two of them laughed together for a while, and the waiter pressed the shutter.

After taking the photo, Yan Hang lowered his head and blew out the candle.

The waiter began to help them divide the cake.

Yan Hang is really not very experienced. If this cake is not distributed to other tables and waiters, they will not be able to eat it anyway. If you cut more than half of it and divide it out, you can cut out four pieces for the rest.

After the waiter walked away, he picked up the cake and took a bite on the first day of the first year. He closed his eyes while chewing and was so intoxicated: "Okay, okay... It's delicious."

"It's all for you." Yan Hang pushed the two cakes in front of him to him.

"No," Chu Yi smiled, "together."

"Where's the gift?" Yan Hang asked while picking up a piece of cake.

On the first day of the new year, I opened the bag, took out the small gift box, and put it in the middle of the table: "It's for you."

The box is black with a dark blue bow tied on it. At first glance, you can tell that this is definitely not the color that you matched in the first year of junior high school. If you matched it yourself, it would probably be a pink box with a bright yellow bow.

The box is very delicate, and when Yan Hang picked it up, it felt a little weighty.

He gently opened the lid of the box and saw what was inside at a glance.

A lighter with raised wings on it.

"Zippo?" He smiled and took out the lighter.

"Well, Angel's Wing," he immediately leaned on the table and introduced it to him on the first day of the new year. "There are two types, black ice and ancient and ancient silver. This is ancient and silver."

"This looks good." Yan Hang nodded.

"I think too," Chu Yi smiled and looked at him, "Do you like it, do you like it?"

"I like it," Yan Hang flicked on the tip of his nose, "I like it very much, thank you."

"Try it?" said the first day, "I've filled it up and the oil is ready."

Yan Hang opened the lid of the lighter, flicked it lightly, and a small flame burst out. He turned the lighter twice between his fingers, and then closed the lid.

"You..." The first day's eyes widened, "This can also be played."

"I'll play more, why don't I pass the time?" Yan Hang smiled and stretched out his hand in front of him. After turning his fingertips for a while, the lighter opened the lid with a ding and then the little flame jumped out again. "Dog."

"You play this live, this," said the first day, "you don't have to, rely on my face."

"Fuck off." Yan Hang laughed.

I looked at him on the first day of the first day, and after a while, I remembered and asked, "When I just sang the birthday song, when you laughed, what?"

"Huh?" Yan Hang was stunned for a moment, then turned his head abruptly, and smiled at the sea over there, unable to hold back his smile.

"Yes, no courtesy, politeness!" He even started laughing when he led him on the first day of the first year, although he didn't even know what he was laughing at.

"You haven't sung before, have you?" Yan Hang asked while having fun.

"National Anthem." Chu Yi said.

Yan Hang smiled again.

On the first day of the first year, he seemed to understand something and sighed: "Am I running, out of tune?"

"No," Yan Hang shook his head, "I didn't hear the first sentence, but I found out later that you didn't tune at all, every sentence has a tune."

"Recite the scriptures?" The first day asked.

"Almost." Yan Hang continued to laugh.

After the first meal, couldn't stop laughing.

"I don't, I don't know." He was a little embarrassed and very funny, and it took him a long time to rub his face and sighed again.

"Maybe you don't sing a lot," Yan Hang smiled and patted his face, "I'll take you to K song when I have time. You can learn a few songs at random, and then sing it to see if there is another tune."

"Can you sing?" Chu Yi looked at him.

"Me," Yan Hang thought for a while, "I actually don't sing very much. I went to sing with my dad a few times before, and I just heard him shout. I couldn't get him, and he was the only one on my turn in two hours. If you don't know how to sing, give it to me."

"Then I'll ask, please sing, sing," said the first day, "I'm not going to snatch with you."

"If you grab me, I will beat you." Yan Hang said.

"Yeah." Chu nodded.

Yan Hang smiled and looked at him without speaking.

On the first day of the first day, he didn't say anything, stared at him face to face, and after a while he said again: "Happy birthday."

"Happy." Yan Hang said.

"Happy birthday," said the first day, "Ming, next year will also be happy, happy."

Yan Hang turned the lighter in his hand, turned it on, and looked at the flame: "Happy."

The author has something to say:

Let me tell you, I saw someone calculating the age of Brother Gou. Brother Gou's birthday is obviously earlier than that of the prince. The prince has had two birthdays. How could Brother Gou be still 15 years old?"