Yan Hang made a breakfast for two people very quickly. Today, he was cooking baked rice. On the first day of the first year, he brushed his teeth and stood beside him watching.

In the past, always thought that it was impossible to eat such a complicated thing early at home, because mother would get angry while cooking, and would curse people. He usually took the money and went out to buy a bun or something.

Now watching Yan Hang cook the baked rice, think it is better to look at the person. After washing, put the two baked rice in the oven and wait for the time to come.

"There is milk in the refrigerator," said Yan Hang, "if you want to drink it hot, pour it out and heat it in the microwave."

"It's icy, okay." Chu Yi said.

Yan Hang went to wash up and stood in front of the oven watching on the first day of the first year.

He didn't like the kitchen before, his kitchen was messy, there were oil stains in many places that could never be cleaned, and the oil and salt jars were chipped.

After going to Yan Hang's house for dinner, he felt that the kitchen of Yan Hang's house was very different.

It is clean and tidy. Although Yan Hang and Uncle Yan are not willing to wash the dishes, other places are cleaned up neatly and they are comfortable to look at.

The kitchen is supposed to be the warmest place in the house.

The oven dinged.

"You can eat!" Yan Hang shouted while washing his face.

"Ah!" Chu Yi also shouted in response.

Yan Hang suddenly stuck his head out of the toilet: "What's wrong?"

"No, what's the matter?" Chu Yi was stunned.

"Then what are you?" Yan Hang said, "I thought you were hot."

"I just answer, I promise." Chu Yi said.

"Can't you?" Yan Hang said.

"No, it's not loud enough." Chu Yi said.

Yan Hang smiled: "Okay, take out the meal first."

The baked rice was very fragrant. On the first day of the first day, he swallowed his saliva, poured the milk, sat at the table, and waited anxiously for Yan Hang to come out.

As soon as Yan Hang walked to the table, he immediately took the chopsticks and lowered his head.

"Don't wait for me." Yan Hang said with a smile.

"Hypocritically, it's just an appearance," Chu said while eating, "No, don't take it seriously."

"Is it delicious?" Yan Hang picked up the chopsticks.

"Yeah." Chu nodded.

"The chef likes guests like you the most," Yan Hang said while eating, "I feel very accomplished."

"It's mainly me. I didn't eat it either. I've had a good meal. It's delicious." Chu Yi smiled.

"After the new year, I want to apply to the manager to go to the kitchen." Yan Hang said.

"No foreman, no?" The first day of the first year was a little surprised.

"I didn't want to do it at first," Yan Hang said. "I'll be familiar with this part of the work until the New Year. I still want to go to the back kitchen."

"Then we have to start from scratch again, right?" asked the first day.

"Sure, I'm a novice in the back kitchen, so I must start from the most basic level," Yan Hang said, "It doesn't matter, I have nothing else to do, everything is the same."

"No money, it's the same," reminded him on the first day of the first year, "you will be forced to become a stingy, a stingy."

"Why," Yan Hang smiled, "I'm afraid your status as the number one stingy child will not be guaranteed?"

"I'll give it to you." The first day of the first year waved his hand generously.

When he went out today, Yan Hang didn't specifically call a car to go downstairs, and he took the bus together.

Why was he suddenly so nervous after receiving a strange phone call that day? He didn't ask much on the first day of the new year. He thought it had something to do with Uncle Yan.

I'm not so nervous today, maybe it's already been dealt with? Or have your mind adjusted?

On the first day of the new year, there were actually a lot of questions. Yan Hang's medicine didn't seem to be available in a pharmacy. What kind of medicine was it?

Why is he taking medicine?

But dare not ask.

He didn't even dare to ask why Yan Hang had to go to work so early on Saturday.

For the time being, he only dared to take Yan Hang's current state as the standard. Yan Hang can relax now, Yan Hang can be happy now, and Yan Hang can be calm now.

Say otherwise.

"I'm going to be very busy these days," Yan Hang stood beside him and looked out of the car window with him. "We've adjusted the content of our work now, and there are a lot of problems. I don't think I have to rest this month."

"Ah." Chu nodded slightly, no wonder he had to pass early in the morning today.

"I have to go tonight..." Yan Hang hesitated for a while, "See a doctor, so I can't go out with you for a while."

"What doctor, student?" The first day turned his head.

"Psychiatrist," Yan Hang smiled, "It's okay, I've seen it before."

At first he nodded silently.

After a while he asked in a low voice, "If I go to eat, can you get a discount?"

Yan Hang glanced at him and asked with a smile, "Yes."

"Oh," the first day responded, "then..."

"Go if you want," Yan Hang said with a smile, "You won't be driven away if you drink a glass of water and eat nothing."

"That's a lot, not the richest man." Chu Yi said.

On weekends, there are several people in the dormitory, except Zhou Chunyang, local Gao Xiaoyang and Wu Xu all go home, and the others usually sleep until noon.

However, Zhou Chunyang always got up a little earlier, and it should be about the same time now.

On the first day of the first day, bought a seafood noodle in the small shop next to it.

This store was discovered by Zhou Chunyang. It costs 18 yuan for a piece of noodles and a bottle of coke, which he said is very cheap.

On the first day of the first year, felt that it was not cheap at all. Wholesale glass bottle of small cola is only one yuan, and the noodles are 17 yuan, and there is not much seafood in it...

As soon as he walked to the fourth floor stairs with the packing box, he saw Zhou Chunyang walking over while stretching and yawning.

"The first day of the first year?" He stopped. "Have you come back so early?"

"Ah." Chu Yi smiled.

"On the weekend, I thought you had to come back on Monday." Zhou Chunyang said.

"No," Chu Yi didn't know what to say, so he handed over the lunch box in his hand, "Here it is."

"Oh," Zhou Chunyang was stunned again after taking it, "what?"

"Seafood noodles," said the first day, "early, early."

"How many?" Zhou Chunyang opened the bag and looked inside.

"No, one serving is not enough for you, is it enough to eat?" Chu Yi asked.

"You brought me a special breakfast?" Zhou Chunyang looked at him.

When asked this question, suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

"Ah." He responded.

"You don't have to be so polite," Zhou Chunyang said. "Just pick a gift. I happen to be shopping myself."

Thank goodness!

Thank goodness!

Amen!

He breathed a sigh of relief on the first day of the new year, and then was glad that Zhou Chunyang had found a reason to avoid some embarrassment, and at the same time felt depressed because he didn't expect Zhou Chunyang to help him choose a gift and he should have some substantial thanks.

If it hadn't happened that he brought this seafood noodle to Zhou Chunyang for other reasons, what would Zhou Chunyang think of him? He helped him pick a present at noon...

On the first day of the first year, I sighed and felt that I really had no experience with people at all.

"Let's go to the playground for a while," Zhou Chunyang said. "Da Qiang didn't come back until it was almost dawn. At this moment, I want to stab him with a knife."

"Well." Chu Yi smiled.

"Did you buy this from the one I mentioned?" Zhou Chunyang asked.

"Well, I'll give you a small, Coke." Chu Yi said.

"Coke, drink it," Zhou Chunyang said, "I'm losing weight."

Take a first look at him.

"I'm not as good-looking as you," Zhou Chunyang said. "I don't even bother to move besides playing basketball. I'll try to console myself a little bit."

"You are tall." Chu Yi said.

Except for Wu Xu, everyone in this dormitory is the height he envies.

"Handsome is not tall, but a face is good." Zhou Chunyang said.

He opened his mouth for the first time, but said nothing.

There was no one on the playground at the moment, the two of them sat down in the stands, Zhou Chunyang happily ate seafood noodles beside him, watching the quiet stadium on the first day of the first day.

It was the first time he saw such a clean field since he arrived at the school.

"Don't you know how to play basketball?" Zhou Chunyang asked.

"Well," Chu Yi smiled, "no ball, no."

"I thought you were quite introverted at first, but when I got used to it, it didn't seem like you were talking," Zhou Chunyang said while eating. "Sometimes I still feel introverted."

"That is to say, speaking is difficult." Chu Yi said.

"Just say it slowly," Zhou Chunyang said. "When I was a kid, my neighbor's child blinked a lot, so I learned from him. After a few days of learning, it was over. I blinked better than him, and my dad almost beat me. die."

On the first day of the first day, he couldn't help laughing and turned to look at him.

"Afterwards, I blinked very slowly and controlled it hard," Zhou Chunyang said. "It recovered. You can try it, just slow down."

"Yeah." At the beginning, he nodded, still wanting to laugh a little.

But... talking slowly, it reminded him of Uncle Yan.

That was the first person to reassure him that it was okay to stutter.

"What's the matter with you today?" Zhou Chunyang asked.

"No." Chu Yi said.

"Let's go out for a while, and call them a few waves to go." Zhou Chunyang said.

"Okay." Chu nodded.

The people in the dormitory go out together, but they don't have any goals. They just go out by car, go to the city, and then walk around the streets and eat something when they arrive.

But it was very interesting for the first time.

He used to be afraid of standing in the crowd, but now if he is with the people in the dormitory, he can gradually relax and experience the taste of "my classmate".

Li Ziqiang was forcibly dragged from the bed by several people.

"I just fucking fell asleep!" he shouted in disgust.

"If you don't want to come with us, you can just go with..." Zhang Qiang said, and glanced at Su Bin, "We're together."

"Fuck." Li Ziqiang got up.

Before going out, on the first day of the first day, he glanced at Su Bin's bed, and Su Bin was playing with his mobile phone calmly.

Being isolated is a very scary thing, and I have experienced it for more than ten years.

Many times he would give a signal that he wanted to give Su Bin a chance to be with everyone, but... maybe Su Bin didn't need it.

Different from his own passiveness, Su Bin was taking the initiative to isolate himself, and the feeling of disdain for being with them filled his surroundings.

On the first day of the first year, he sighed and closed the door.

There are thousands of people in this world.

The cutest is the dog.

The most handsome is Yan Hang.

"Let's go to the train station today to play," Zhou Chunyang said. "There are a lot of tourists coming here, and by November, there will be people everywhere."

eleven?

Maybe it was because he had not fully recovered from the new school and the new environment, he didn't realize it at all, and it was almost eleven.

"Are you going home on eleven?" Hu Biao asked.

"Go back," Li Ziqiang said, "are you not going back?"

"I'll definitely go back and cry with my grandma to get some money back," Hu Biao said.

"I'll go back too," Zhang Qiang said, "what about the first day of the first year?"

"No," said the first day, "I want to work, work."

"If my mother wants to know you, she will definitely recognize you as a son," Hu Biao said. "You are so capable. After a long vacation, you actually want to go to work."

The first time he smiled and said nothing.

He really didn't think about whether to work or not. Yan Hang said to help him find out. He wanted to wait for news from Yan Hang first.

Going to work on eleven is just an excuse.

All the people in a dormitory had gone, and they all went home, only him.

Since he came to now, only his aunt has contacted him and will ask him about his situation on WeChat, and only his aunt and grandparents have taken the initiative to call back.

Until now, he didn't dare to contact his mother or grandma and grandpa. He was really afraid of being hung up on the phone or hearing something that made him uncomfortable.

Most importantly, he felt that no one at home was waiting for his call.

No one cared about whether he went home or not.

"Xiaoyan," Wang Qinqin came over, "Look at the National Day schedule to see if your group has anything to adjust."

"Well, it's hard work, Sister Wang," Yan Hang took it and looked at it, "Aren't you going home for two days on National Day?"

Wang Qinqin is not a local, but his home is not too far away.

"No, there are a lot of things here, and it's the same when you go back during the New Year," Wang Qinqin smiled, "what about you?"

"I'm alone," Yan Hang said, "I don't need to go home."

Wang Qinqin was stunned for a while, and then smiled again: "No wonder you think you are more stable than a child of this age... Then let's both spend this holiday here."

"Yeah." Yan Hang smiled and nodded.

As the holidays approached, the number of guests in the hotel increased, and there were also many more guests in their restaurant. Before the noon meal peak, it was already busy.

Yan Hang stood behind the bar, watching the waiters busy back and forth, ready to help at any time.

Ma came over with two trays, put one tray at the front desk, and waited for other waiters to deliver it when they were free.

Yan Hang went over and took the tray.

He can't see the horsepower very much now, and he came here today from a different shift.

The horsepower has been slowing down recently. Since the last call, he dragged him to the back alley and beaten him up. When he occasionally touched Yan Hang, he seemed to look at the air, but those complaints and inexplicable phone calls disappeared temporarily.

As long as he stops tossing, Yan Hang doesn't plan to treat him now. After all, there are not enough waiters recently, and they are still recruiting people.

Ma should be glad that he was assigned to Wang Qinqin's group, or Yan Hang would be the first to drive him away after recruiting enough people.

After helping the two tables of dishes, when Yan Hang returned to the bar, Zhang Chen rushed behind him with two cups of coffee and raised his chin: "Brother Hang, your brother is here."

Yan Hang was stunned and turned his head.

I saw the first graders and the little boys in his dormitory.

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

"Come on, sit at this table," Yan Hang walked over and brought them to the table closest to the back door of the restaurant. "This table is reserved for acquaintances."

"What is a special seat for acquaintances?" Zhou Chunyang asked.

"It's a place where other guests are not willing to sit." Yan Hang said.

Several people were happy.

"Are you out to go shopping?" Yan Hang looked at the first day of the first year.

"Well," Chu Yi smiled, "I went to the train station in the morning."

"Order," Yan Hang looked at them. "Is it the same as last time? I'll save some trouble."

"Can you remember what we ate last time?" Zhou Chunyang asked.

"Remember," Yan Hang pressed on the ordering device, "you can look at it later."

"They themselves, maybe not, remember." Chu Yi said.

"That's just right, I won't feel that eating is repeated," Yan Hang smiled, "Wait, I'm busy today, I'll come back later."

Today's meal was proposed by Hu Biao, and it was AA. They had to spend all the money they had before going home.

It was very distressing on the first day of the first year, although he really wanted to see Yan Hang, but...

Originally, he wanted to drink a glass of water as Yan Hang said.

And he didn't want so many people coming.

Especially Zhou Chunyang, who has been magically alone once.

On the first day of the first day, he looked at Yan Hang's back, until he turned to the door and couldn't see it, then he turned his head.

As soon as he turned back, he met Zhou Chunyang's gaze.

Zhou Chunyang smiled at him, but did not speak.

I didn't quite understand the meaning of his smile on the first day of the first year, but it was indeed a little funny to stare at Yan Hang like that.

The dishes Yan Hang served them were exactly the same as when they first came.

Others may not really remember it, but they remember it very clearly on the first day of the new year. After all, he had very few opportunities to eat this kind of food. He still remembers the specific content of every big meal that his aunt took him to eat.

The special ability of the native dog.

But it's amazing that Yan Hang can remember, so many guests, so many tables, and so many different foods every day.

"I'll bring you food when you come back," Hu Biao said while eating, "My mother must have bought a lot of them."

"It's all the same," Zhang Qiang said. "The food we brought here is estimated to last for a month."

"Then you underestimate the people in this dormitory," Zhou Chunyang smiled, "If we can last a week, we will lose weight."

Probably because the holiday is approaching, there are a lot of people in Yan Hang's restaurant today, and Yan Hang is always walking back and forth.

They chatted for more than an hour while eating a meal, and it was estimated that the rest time at Yanhang Station did not exceed ten minutes.

Yan Hang came over when they pooled money to settle the bill: "I'm too busy today to greet you."

"We've all taken the seats reserved for acquaintances," Zhou Chunyang said with a smile. "There's no need to say hello. Next time we come, we can bring it over by ourselves."

"That's right," Hu Biao said. "Next time, we can do it all by ourselves. Brother Hang, you don't need to worry about us."

"Save a little, it's quite expensive to eat, why do you still come?" Yan Hang said.

In this dormitory, Zhou Chunyang is the only person who can always go to eat.

After this big meal, the people in the dormitory had almost the same amount of money. After that, everyone would eat barbecue for dinner every day. Before the holiday, Li Ziqiang was howling that he had no money.

"Fortunately, I left the ticket money!" He tapped under the table with his wallet, "Listen to this empty voice."

On the first day of the new year, he still had money. He has always been saving money. The money his aunt gave him was not only for daily necessary expenses, that is, he bought a birthday present for Yan Hang before. He spent a few days, but not much.

He had always wanted to go to Yan Hang's restaurant to drink water, but he was embarrassed. He was afraid that Yan Hang would be embarrassed, and he knew that Yan Hang was very busy recently.

But it was quite uncomfortable not to see Yan Hang for several days.

Apart from the few people in the dormitory, Yan Hang was the only person who could make him feel at ease and feel a sense of belonging in this city he had not yet gotten to know about.

For two days in between, Zhou Chunyang didn't show up at dinner time. He almost wanted to call Zhou Chunyang to ask him where he was and if he went to Yan Hang's place for dinner again.

Of course he was embarrassed.

This childish jealousy like a child grabbing a toy made him feel a little silly.

- The dormitory is empty?

Yan Hang sent him a message.

At first glance, saw the empty dormitory, and it will be a holiday tomorrow. At this moment, except Zhou Chunyang, who is still waiting for his father's car to pick him up, everyone else has already left.

- Well, it's just me and Chunyang

- My house key is at the security guard, you can come directly in a while

He was stunned for a while, then suddenly stood up and stared at the phone.

He just told Yan Hang not to go home before, and Yan Hang didn't say anything else, but now he suddenly said such a sentence, which made him so surprised that he wanted to roar twice.

- why didn't you say that before?

He responded quickly.

- didn't I tell you?

-No!

- I'm as busy as a foreign dog, thought I told you?

- foreign dog?

- I'm so foreign, can I still be a local dog?

On the first day of the first day, had a good time with mobile phone.

"Are you going to the cafeteria for a while?" Zhou Chunyang pushed the door and entered the dormitory.

"Hmm." Chu nodded slightly.

"Would you like to go eat with me and my dad?" Zhou Chunyang said, "There are not many people in the cafeteria at the moment, so there are probably not many dishes."

"No." Chu Yi smiled.

"You... are you staying in the dormitory these days?" Zhou Chunyang looked at him.

"I'll go to Yan, Yan Hang's place." Chu Yi said.

"Oh," Zhou Chunyang nodded, put on his jacket and looked at his phone, then turned to look at him, "the first day of the first year."

"Huh?" Chu Yi responded.

"I've always had something to ask you." Zhou Chunyang said.

"Ask." Chu Yi said.

"You and Yan Hang," Zhou Chunyang pushed his glasses, "are you just ordinary friends?"

"Huh?" Chu Yi was stunned.

What is a normal friend?

What is an unusual friend?

"I mean," Zhou Chunyang cleared his throat and seemed a little embarrassed, "That's right, are you and Yan Hang good friends? Dude? Iron buddy? Brother?"

"Ah," The first day of the first year seemed to understand what Zhou Chunyang meant, but he still didn't know how to answer. He didn't have any other friends. Those in the dormitory were classmates who had a good relationship. Other than that, there was only Yan Hang.

Yan Hang is a friend.

What kind of friend he has never thought about.

However, Zhou Chunyang said a lot, and he felt that it could apply to him and Yan Hang, and Yan Hang could be friends in all forms.

"Yes." He nodded.

"Are you sure?" Zhou Chunyang looked at him.

On the first day of the first year of the first year, he was a little lost when he asked this question, he hesitated: "What do you mean, thinking?"

"Let me be direct," Zhou Chunyang bit his lip as if making a decision, "Do you like Yan Hang?"

He was stunned for a long time on the first day of the first day, and it took him ten seconds before he suddenly remembered Zhou Chunyang's "dead gay" status, and then he suddenly came back to his senses.

Shocked.

"No no no no, no no no, no." He waved his hand quickly.

"Really?" Zhou Chunyang asked again.

"Really!" Chu nodded.

Yan Hang is a very important person to him, a very important friend, the first friend in his life, a friend who reassures him, relaxes him, and allows him to spend a year looking for him.

But he's not a "dead gay".

"That's alright," Zhou Chunyang smiled and took his bag, "I'm leaving, I won't go out these days, call me wherever you want to play, I'll be the tour guide."

"Okay." Chu Yi said.