Yan Hang and Chuyi were the longest-standing tables on the second floor platform of this hotel, and the couples at the next tables left before them.

Of course, there are still many places for couples to go during the long weekend night, drink coffee, watch a movie, eat a barbecue, go shopping or something.

The two of them have been watching the sea from the platform.

"Hey," Yan Hang stretched his waist, turned his face to face the sea, put his legs on the wooden railing next to him, took a cigarette, lit it with the lighter given on the first day of the new year, and took the lighter again. I looked in front of my eyes, "I don't know how long the cotton core flint here will last..."

"There is this," he immediately took out a paper bag from his bag and handed it to him, "replacement set, suit."

"Why didn't you take it out just now?" Yan Hang looked at it, and there was a small can of oil and a set of flint wool cores.

"No, it's not packaged, it's like a gift." Chu Yi said.

"Oh." Yan Hang laughed.

After smoking a cigarette, Yan Hang stood up: "Let's go, do you want to visit the night market?"

"Okay." On the first day of the first day, Yan Hang never took a bag. He put the bag of accessories back in his bag and walked out of the hotel with Yan Hang.

After walking around for a while, arrived at the night market. In addition to beer and barbecue, there are many stalls, clothes and shoes, daily necessities, and various gadgets.

On the first day of the new year, he didn't have the opportunity to go shopping, except to buy shoes last time, he never went to the night market.

There is no need to buy anything when visiting the night market today, so he stared at all kinds of small stalls, and Yan Hang didn't stop him, so it was very pleasant to go shopping.

"It's hotter and more noisy than me, my house." On the first day of the new year, he kept looking around.

"You know how hot your house is," Yan Hang said, "Isn't it very lively during music festivals? How can there be music festivals in cities that are really not lively."

"...Oh," Chu Yi smiled, a little embarrassed, "I won't go up at night, I won't go far, Fang."

"You go to school during the day, and then run to a vegetable market to buy barrels of oil for your grandma," Yan Hang said.

"Yeah," said the first day of the first year, "without your cow, it's good to run. It's a train for several hours."

Yan Hang didn't speak, he put his arm on his shoulder with a smile, and shook his neck a few times.

When passing a store selling various sports water bottles, Yan Hang stopped: "Go in and have a look?"

"You want to buy a cup, cup?" asked the first day.

"Yeah." Yan Hang nodded.

"No, there is a stall in front, stall..." The first day of the first day stopped halfway through, "Forget it, let's go."

Yan Hang smiled and entered the store.

When entered the store on the first day of the new year, first looked at the label. A plastic cup cost more than 100 yuan. It looked good, and it was much prettier than the stalls outside, but...

A plastic cup! plastic!

Over one hundred!

"Which color looks good?" Yan Hang stood beside him.

"You foreman," looked at him on the first day of the first year, "did you pick up the money, did you pick it up?"

Yan Hang held a sports water cup and laughed for a long time: "It's not just about picking it up."

"Again?" Chu Yi said.

"I'll find a Band-Aid for you to put on your mouth in a while," Yan Hang threw the water cup, and the cup rolled twice in the air and fell back into his hand, "I spend all my monthly salary anyway, and I don't save any money... Which one looks better? ?"

On the first day of the first day, I tangled in a row of cups for a long time, and finally picked a blue one with an orange lid: "This one."

"That's it," Yan Hang looked at it, "the pattern is also pretty."

There is a white pattern printed on the outside of the cup. It is a dog. The breed cannot be seen. It is probably a local dog.

When he walked out of the store, Yan Hang stuffed the cup into his bag: "Don't drink from your beverage bottle."

The first day of the first year was stunned, and turned to look at him suddenly.

"Beverage bottles don't match your character in school now." Yan Hang said.

I took out the first cup again, looked back at the store, hesitated for a while and didn't dare to say that would return it for a cheaper one.

He looked down at the cup. It was beautiful, very stylish, and looked very dirty.

"Playing with a loser, shit." He sighed.

"Yeah." Yan Hang smiled and nodded.

Just as he was about to move forward, a girl's voice came from beside him, with some hesitation: "The first day of the first year?"

On the first day of the first day, he turned his head and saw three girls standing beside him.

The one in the middle looked a little... familiar.

"Don't know me?" The girl waved at him, "I'm a shell."

"...Ah." The first day of the first year just remembered.

"What about shopping?" Shelly walked over with a smile and looked at Yan Hang, "Your friend?"

"Yeah." Chu Yi responded.

"Hello." Yan Hang greeted.

"I'm shopping with my classmates too." Shelly pointed back at the two girls behind, and they both waved to this side.

On the first day of the first day, she smiled awkwardly at them both.

What followed was not at all as cold as he expected.

He glanced at Yan Hang's face from the corner of his eyes. Although Yan Hang didn't have any friends, he would definitely have no problem dealing with such a scene. He hoped that Yan Hang would give him respect.

But Yan Hang never said a word, just put his elbows on his shoulders and smiled beside him as if waiting to watch the excitement.

"Or..." Or Shelly opened his mouth first and pointed to a milk tea shop next to him, "I was about to invite them to drink milk tea, shall we?"

On the first day of the first day, he wanted to say that he couldn't drink milk tea after drinking a lot of beer, but Yan Hang finally said, "Okay."

Turning to stare at him for the first time.

Yan Hang smiled happily and raised his eyebrows at him.

When he followed Shell to the milk tea shop, Yan Hang whispered in his ear, "It's pretty."

"You..." The first day was very helpless.

"Go and give money," Yan Hang gently pushed him with his elbow, "don't let the little girl give money."

"Oh." On the first day of the first year, he hurried forward while touching the money.

"I made the order for you," Shelly said with a smile while standing in front of the cashier. "Every time I come to his house, I forcefully recommend my favorite one."

"Okay." Chu nodded.

After ordering five cups of milk tea, Shell took out his mobile phone and prepared to scan the code. He was stunned for the first day of the first year of the first year of the school before he reacted.

It's too earthy, he never thought that there is such an easy and fast way to pay by mobile phone.

In order to implement Yan Hang's suggestion, he quickly put the one hundred yuan in his hand on the table.

Probably a little anxious, a little too strong, and snorted.

The cashier and Shell were startled and looked at him together.

"Receive money." On the first day of the first day, he held back his embarrassment and said briefly.

Shelley was stunned for a while, and then smiled a little embarrassedly: "No need, I said I was a treat."

In the first day of the first year, he didn't speak and looked at the cashier.

The cashier took the 100 yuan and said, "You will be charged 100 yuan."

While walking towards the table together, on the first day of the first day, he heard Yan Hang's uncontrollable laughter behind him.

He turned his head to look at Yan Hang.

"It's cool." Yan Hang whispered.

On the first day of the first day, he didn't know what to say. After a few people sat down, he could only remain silent.

"Which school are you from?" Yan Hang finally stopped watching, and opened his mouth to relieve him.

"It's not a good school," Bei Ke said the name of the school, but he had never heard of it in the first year of junior high school. He only knew one of their secondary schools, and it was estimated that Yan Hang didn't know either. Bei Ke smiled and said, "It's a very ordinary college. , it's just a mess."

"How about you on the first day of the first year?" Shelly looked at the first day of the first year.

"I'm a secondary school," said the first day, "just..."

Before he could name the school, Shelly interrupted him in surprise: "Are you so young?"

"Ah?" Chu Yi was stunned.

"I thought you came to college," Shelly smiled, "you look pretty stable, you don't look like a high school student."

I used to be like, used to be like a primary school student at 1.58 meters.

Smile at first.

Bei Ke and her two classmates are very cheerful and talk a lot. The silence on the first day of the new year does not affect their chatting, plus Yan Hang chats up from time to time, the atmosphere is quite good.

He breathed a sigh of relief on the first day of the first day and drank the milk tea seriously.

After chatting for about half an hour, a few people walked out of the milk tea shop together, and Shelly asked them, "Are you still shopping?"

"We were just about to go to the car." Yan Hang said.

On the first day of the first year, was very grateful that he did not say that he would go shopping.

"That's fine, we have to go over there," Shelly waved his hand, "In the first day of the first year, next time I ask you to come out to play, don't refuse me again."

"Ah." Chu Yi responded.

After watching the three girls leave, he turned to look at Yan Hang: "She came, last time she asked me to come out, come out to play?"

"Otherwise, no one asked you if you were free on weekends?" Yan Hang said.

"Oh," said the first day, "I thought she was just chatting, God."

"I think you're very smart when you're being pompous," Yan Hang sighed, "I think you're a little shrewd at this time."

"Why don't you, listen," Chu Yi leaned beside him and shook his head, "Is there any noise?"

"... rushing." Yan Hang said.

"That might be, be a little thinner." Chu nodded slightly.

The two laughed all the way until they got into the taxi and finally stopped.

As long as he came out with Yan Hang, he didn't want to go back to school in the first year of junior high. Today was Yan Hang's birthday, and he didn't even want to go back to school.

Yan Hang probably knew his habit for a long time. He told the taxi directly the address of their community, and didn't ask him if he wanted to go back to the dormitory.

When I returned to the downstairs of the community, I looked carefully into the grass on the first day of the first year: "Little Thorn, where is the hedgehog?"

"It may be over there," Yan Hang pointed to the small garden in front of the other building, "I run around at night, and now the range of activities is larger than that of the previous one. After all, I am a juvenile hedgehog, and I want to explore the world. ."

Chu Yi laughed and walked over there.

After walking around, found it in a clump of grass.

"I've grown up," said the first day, "really, fat."

"Yeah." Yan Hang took out his phone and took a photo.

When he came back last time, he had already put on his clothes, and today he put on Yan Hang's clothes after taking a shower.

"How tall are you now?" Yan Hang looked at him, "I don't think your pants are too long."

"It has nothing to do with height," said the first day sitting cross-legged on the bed, drinking water from the cup that Gang Yan Hang bought for him, "It has something to do with long legs, it has something to do with it."

"I was just thinking," Yan Hang lay on the bed and looked at him with his head propped up, "When will you be as comfortable as you are now when talking to others?"

"As you can see, I have never thought about this, this kind of nonsense," said the first day.

Yan Hang laughed, and after a while he said again, "That shell likes you."

On the first day of the first day, he took a sip of water calmly, and when he swallowed, he realized what Yan Hang said, and he coughed for a long time.

Tears were coughed up.

"What?" He wiped away tears.

"Don't you think so," Yan Hang looked at him, "Have you never thought that a girl would like you?"

"No," the first day answered honestly, "I didn't think about it at all. I thought about a girl, and she would take care of me."

"There will be more girls who will like you in the future," Yan Hang said with a smile on his lips, "You have to get used to it quickly, handsome guy."

"What about you?" Chu Yi asked.

"What am I?" Yan Hang leaned against the head of the bed, "Do I like you or not?"

"...No," Chu Yi sighed, "Yes, is there..."

"Yes," Yan Hang laughed, "don't you think that a handsome guy like me has lived for 19 years and no girl likes me?"

"Face." Chu Yi looked at him.

"When I said this, my face wasn't big at all," Yan Hang clicked his tongue, "Not only girls, but also many men."

The first time was stunned.

male.

male?

male!

which man?

Zhou...chun...yang...?!

I don't know why I suddenly thought of Zhou Chunyang on the first day of the first day. Zhou Chunyang just went to Yan Hang's restaurant to eat once.

But after all, it was because of Zhou Chunyang that he was shocked to realize that there was such a person around him for the first time.

Now all the associations related to this matter, he can only think of Zhou Chunyang alone.

Really... I'm really sorry for Zhou Chunyang.

"Are you scared?" Yan Hang laughed, "Dog."

"Then you," on the first day of the first year, leaned beside him, "have you ever been in love, have you been in love?"

"No," Yan Hang sighed, "I only have you as a friend. Whoever I want to talk to, the longest I've stayed in one place for half a year."

The first day also sighed.

Yan Hang's words reminded him of Uncle Yan again.

I also remembered my dad.

Suddenly a little uncomfortable.

"What's wrong?" Yan Hang kicked him.

"Uncle Yan..." On the first day of the first year, he bit his lip, "What, any news?"

"No," Yan Hang said, "if he is still alive, unless he wants to, it may be difficult for others to find him. If he dies... there will be no news."

The first day was silent for a long time.

"Why do you keep thinking about this?" Yan Hang patted on his arm, "Isn't he talking about a girl who likes you, why did he suddenly talk about my dad?"

"If," looked up at him on the first day of the first year, "I'm done, when my dad returns when he graduates, and he doesn't show up, I'll go look for him."

Yan Hang frowned, didn't speak, just looked at him.

"I'm going to find him and ask him," said the first day, "why, why not, take responsibility."

"Where to find it? How to find it?" Yan Hang asked.

The first time did not speak.

He didn't think about it, just like when he wanted to find Yan Hang at the beginning, he didn't think about where to find it, how to find it, just wanted to find it.

"You can find me because I posted the photo," Yan Hang said, "what if I didn't? How do you find it? How long are you going to find it?"

There was still no sound at first.

"Do you want me to teach you?" Yan Hang said.

"Huh?" Chu Yi was stunned.

"Run from city to city to find the places where the floating population gathers," Yan Hang said as he lit a cigarette, "Get familiar with them, then inquire about them, and then look at the local news to see if there are any clues. Maybe you'll hear someone say where a similar person has been, and then you go over there and go on..."

"Yan Hang." Looking at Yan Hang on the first day of the first day, he already heard it, and what Yan Hang said seemed to be Uncle Yan.

"Do you spend one year, two years, or three or five years?" Yan Hang ignored him, "Or ten years? Huh?"

"Don't say it." The first day grabbed his hand.

Yan Hang's mood is not right, his hands are shaking, which makes him very worried: "I'm sorry."

"I'm sorry?" Yan Hang's voice suddenly became hoarse, "Have you thought about the price? The price of doing this?"

On the first day, he held his hand tightly.

"It may be a lifetime," Yan Hang said, "Have you thought about it?"

Neither of them spoke any further.

On the first day of the first day, he grabbed Yan Hang's hand, but Yan Hang didn't move.

After changing for a while, nothing seemed to change, he moved the fingers pinched by the first day: "Go and open the balcony door."

On the first day of the first day, he jumped out of bed to open the floor-to-ceiling windows, then jumped back and grabbed his hand.

"I may be thinking a little too much," Yan Hang said, "I just... As soon as I heard what you were looking for, I was a little..."

"I don't, I'm not looking for it anymore." Chu Yi said.

"My dad," Yan Hang raised his head and looked at the ceiling, "he's been looking for the person who killed my mother. That's what he's been looking for for so many years."

I was startled on the first day of the first day, and after a while, I asked in a trembling voice, "Is that my dad?"

"No," Yan Hang glanced at him and smiled, "How is it possible, he wouldn't dare to give your father ten courage."

"That old man?" Chu Yi breathed a sigh of relief.

"I don't know," Yan Hang said. "This case is too long, and the police don't have many clues yet. I don't bother to think about it."

At first glance, looked at the two small medicine bottles on the bedside.

It wasn't there when came back last two.

Are you really too lazy to think about it?

"Sing me a song, little earth dog," Yan Hang turned to look at him, "anything, even the national anthem."

"The national anthem, forget it," said the first day, "I'm still very, very patriotic."

Yan Hang smiled and looked at him.

"I think about it." Chu Yi said.

"Yeah." Yan Hang nodded.

I thought about it for a while on the first day of the new year, and cleared my throat: "It's big in front of the door, under the bridge... Have you heard of it?"

"Scare me, I thought you were singing," Yan Hang laughed out loud, "I heard it, count the ducks."

"Then I'll start, let's start." On the first day of the first day, he picked up the water glass.

"Please start your performance." Yan Hang said.

"Under the bridge in front of the gate, swim past a group of ducks," the first day of the first year grabbed the water glass and started to sing. …”

There was no one next to him at the moment, nor was he outside, Yan Hang really had no reason to hold back his laughter, and burst into laughter at the serious-looking first day of the new year.

He has seen a lot of people who sing out of tune, but like the first year of the first year, they probably sang too few times to be out of tune at all because he didn't have a tune at all.

Chu Chu was indifferent to his wild laughter, continued to hold the water glass, and recited the scriptures with emotion: "Quack quack, there are so many, I can't count how many ducks, I can't count how many ducks..."

Yan Hang smiled and wiped away his tears. He really hadn't laughed out of tears for a long time.

Thank God for giving him a first year.

"Forget, forget," the first day of the first year stopped singing, frowning and thinking, "I think, think about it..."

"Don't think about it," Yan Hang leaned on the head of the bed and pressed his stomach, "I might have to call 120 after singing."

"Thank you, family, support." Chuyi held the cup with his hands behind his back, crossed his legs and bowed.

"Enthusiastic applause." Yan Hang clapped his hands.

"Why don't you sing for me, one," Chu Yi smiled, "I want to hear you, sing."

"Okay," Yan Hang slid down, leaned against the pillow, and turned off the light, "Go to sleep, I'll sing you a lullaby."

"Okay." On the first day of the first day, he fell onto the pillow and turned to Yan Hang.

Yan Hang opened the drawer of the bedside table, took out a small bottle, and sprayed him twice.

"** incense," said the first day, "I still have half, half a bottle there."

Yan Hang paused: "Is it mine?"

"Yeah." Chu Yi responded.

It took a long time for Yan Hang to pat his belly: "I'll sing you an English song, it's easy to fall asleep if you don't understand it."

"Well." Chu Yi closed his eyes.

"This song is called Look how far we've come," Yan Hang finished, and snapped his fingers to play a few rhythms, "One day, I won't be insane, Won't Play, all their foolish games... "

The eyes that had been closed on the first day were opened.

Yan Hang's voice was very low, with a little hoarseness and laziness. When he sang softly, it was like a string of small winds that jumped all the way through his hair, causing a slight itch.

He didn't pay much attention to Yan Hang's voice, but he just thought that Yan Hang sounded nice when he spoke English.

He didn't expect that singing would have such a trembling feeling in his heart.

Maybe not so good, just because Yan Hang's every move is a surprise to him.

"We all need to play, for you to get yours and me to get my way," Yan Hang tapped the rhythm with his fingertips on his arm, "Some days, I don't have the will..."

On the first day of the first year, he tapped his arm with his fingertips.

I soon felt a little confused.

But also heard it at this time. This is the song that Yan Hang and Uncle Yan sang together when they went to the music festival.

It sounds so good.

For the first time, Yan Hang's arm hugged him.

Yan Hang's smile in his dream was no different from usual, and he looked comfortable.

Zhou Chunyang is similar.

Zhou Chunyang?

The first day was stunned.

How will you be here? he asks.

I'm here to find my boyfriend. Zhou Chunyang squeezed his throat and said.

Who is your boyfriend? he asked again.

Yan Hang. Zhou Chunyang squeezed his throat to answer.

When Zhou Chunyang woke up on the first day of the first day, he saw Yan Hang standing on the balcony and stretching.

He sat up and stared at Yan Hang's back.

"Get up?" Yan Hang turned his head.

"Ah." He nodded.

Bring a breakfast to Zhou Chunyang when I go back to school in a while. On the first day of the new year, I pulled a towel and was held in my arms. I spent all day and night thinking about it, thinking about people like that in my dreams, I am really sorry.