On the first day of the first day, he took the alcohol stove and followed behind Yan Hang and walked back to the tent. Cui Yi had already put all the food on the mat.

"Followers," Cui Yi said when he saw the two of them coming over, "I have to follow them to get a stove."

"If my dad had given birth to a younger brother for me back then," Yan Hang sat on the mat with a smile, "it's probably like this now."

"Your dad wants a daughter," Cui Yi said. "The stinky boy is boring enough to have one. The daughter is cute and can wear a small skirt."

Yan Hang sighed.

"I mentioned it myself, and I sighed again." Cui Yi glanced at him.

"Sigh casually," Yan Hang said, "it seems that I am deep."

On the first day of the first day, sat next to Yan Hang and watched Cui Yi light the alcohol stove and put a frying pan on it. Yan Hang is still an old habit, whether it is a processed barbecue or something freshly made like now, He likes to put a dollop of butter.

He also cooks at home on the first day of the new year, but because most of the time the food at home is simple, and when his mother doesn't cook, they are all kinds of quick-frozen food, so he has no talent in cooking. In this situation, he is basically a Sit and watch.

Cui Yi's level was probably the level of instant noodles. After a few tricks, only Yan Hang was left, and the two of them watched together.

The moon above their heads seemed to be bigger than when they first arrived. At first glance at Yan Hang's hand, he looked up at the moon for a while.

This is probably the first time he has looked at the moon in such a relaxed and comfortable way. don't know if it is because this is the seaside, and everything seems open and atmospheric. The moon he saw today is also the biggest he has ever seen.

If you take a bite, the taste should be like a creamy ice cream.

"Here," Yan Hang took a plate and put two slices of beef that were very fragrantly fried to Cui Yi, and then handed him two slices of mutton, "Uncle Cui likes beef, you should like mutton."

"Well," Chu Yi smiled, "Actually, it's the meat capital, okay."

"Yan Hang's craft," Cui Yi said while eating, "I'll invest in a small western restaurant for you in two years."

"My memory is very good, I remember it," Yan Hang said with a smile, "Thank you."

thanks.

When heard these two words, couldn't help but glance at Yan Hang on the first day.

I like you.

thanks.

This is probably the answer between Zhou Chunyang and Yan Hang that he could imagine based on the answer Yan Hang said earlier.

Zhou Chunyang certainly wouldn't say it so boringly, but he is a boring person, and that's all he can think of.

Or... if he was asked to say it, he would only say that.

No padding, no decoration.

I like you.

thanks.

Do you need to add a swear word at the end?

If not, it would be embarrassing.

It's more embarrassing to add.

First sighed.

"Don't you like it?" Yan Hang glanced at him, "Why are you still sighing?"

"Have a drink with you, a big sip of beer, wine and then," on the first day of the first day, he picked up the drink next to him and took two big sips, "Ah..."

Yan Hang laughed.

"Sigh with comfort, sigh." Chu Yi said.

Cui Yi smiled and took a can of beer, raised his head and took a few sips, then wiped his mouth: "Ah..."

"Don't be mad at me," Yan Hang said, "or you drive when you go back, and I'll have a drink."

"It's late," Cui Yi shook the jar, "I've already drank it."

Yan Hang smiled and clicked his tongue.

Comfortable.

On the first day of the new year, after eating three large plates of mutton and a pile of roasted wings, lay down on the beach, spread out arms and looked at the moon.

Very happy and relaxed.

As long as you don't think about the "I like you" question, it is very pleasant, and the whole person is a smile.

But it's not easy to really think about it.

All the happiness and smiles at the moment are because of Yan Hang.

Because with Yan Hang.

Because he wanted to be with Yan Hang.

In fact, when he went to Yan Hang just now, he was just impulsive, and the impulse forced by those emotions that made him panic, that was what he felt at that moment.

I like Yan Hang.

But after hearing Yan Hang's "thank you", he hesitated again.

He didn't know if he was really like Zhou Chunyang.

I don't know what he would do if Yan Hang gave him a "thank you".

What should Yan Hang do?

Really?

gay?

First grade gay?

From childhood to adulthood, he has never liked anyone, let alone boys or girls. He has no chance to like anyone, and no one has liked him. Those of his former classmates, male or female, I am afraid that few still Remember him.

What it's like to like someone, he doesn't know.

He doesn't even know what it's like to be liked by someone.

This feeling is torturous.

Wanting to get closer to Yan Hang, he kept getting closer and closer.

But because of this desire, I am afraid and confused.

The color of the moon has faded.

A night is too short, even from dinner to supper, it is still very short.

He and Yan Hang lay together in the tent, resting their heads on the mat at the entrance of the tent, and Cui Yi made a small pillow for them each with sand.

I didn't want to move, just wanted to stare at the moon like this.

Cui Yi was more lively than the two of them. He climbed to the old boat next to him to take pictures of the moon, the fishing boat under the moonlight, and by the way, he also took pictures of the two teenagers who were standing in the tent on the moonlit night and refused to move.

"It's almost time," Cui Yi looked at his phone. "If you two don't want to go back, just sleep here, and I'll open a room at the hotel opposite."

"Let's go back," said the first day of the first day. Yan Hang has to go to work tomorrow morning. In order to let him have a good Mid-Autumn Festival, Yan Hang has already left early today. ,Work tomorrow."

"Are you happy?" Yan Hang turned his head and asked him.

"Yeah." Chu Yi smiled to the sky.

He didn't dare to turn his head to look at Yan Hang, the distance was too close, he wouldn't feel anything in the past. Hang's hand is the same, and in his opinion, all this is going with the flow.

But once he realized that all his "wanting" seemed to be mixed with something else, he began to be unable to face Yan Hang.

"Actually, if you want to play like this, you don't have to have Mid-Autumn Festival," Yan Hang said. "You can do it on weekends. You can come when you want to play like this. We can do it by ourselves, or we can call a group of classmates together."

"Well." The first day of the first year stared at the moon and nodded with a smile.

"Then let's go," Yan Hang sat up, "it will take another hour to drive back."

When he sat up on the first day of the first day, Yan Hang casually tugged at his hair and pulled the sand off his head. Just this action, and the warm breath that rushed over when Yan Hang turned sideways, made him run for his life instantly. The ground fell back again.

"What are you looking for?" Yan Hang held up his hand, "I just got some sand off for you!"

"It's not clean anyway," Cui Yi said. "Go back and wash your hair honestly."

It was the first time that he had such close contact with Haisha on the first day of the first year of junior high school. When he was walking back in the car, he realized that he was obviously not rolling on the beach, he was still wearing long-sleeved trousers, but not only was his hair covered in sand, It was all in his clothes, even his underwear, but he was too embarrassed to reach out to make sure.

He quietly glanced at Yan Hang, found that Yan Hang was yawning, and looked back again, Cui Yi had fallen asleep in the back seat.

He frowned, if it wasn't to make him happy, Yan Hang and Cui Yi probably wouldn't be interested in staying at the beach all night.

"Are you sleepy?" He sat up straight and asked Yan Hang in a low voice.

"Not sleepy." Yan Hang said.

On the first day of the first day, he stared at the road ahead, fearing that something unexpected might happen, he could remind Yan Hang.

"Sleep when you're sleepy," Yan Hang said. "You snored just now when you lay there watching the moon."

"Impossible," Chu Yi was stunned, "I didn't, didn't sleep."

"I heard it too." Cui Yi in the back seat continued with a smile.

Looking back at Cui Yi on the first day of the new year, he found that he was still in the same posture as before, his eyes were not open, he was just smiling.

"I slept, fell asleep?" The first day of the first year was a little helpless.

"Well," Yan Hang smiled, "sleep, don't worry about me, I may not be able to fall asleep even if I'm in serious sleep, let alone driving."

He didn't speak on the first day of the new year. He knew that Yan Hang was not sleeping well and that there was still medicine by the bedside, but he still stared at the road ahead and glanced at Yan Hang's face from time to time to see if his eyes were open or closed.

When he returned to Yan Hang's house, it was almost three o'clock.

The two of them hurriedly packed up and washed, and it was already 3:30 when they lay on the bed.

"Go to sleep." Yan Hang turned off the light and patted his arm.

"Good night." Chu Yi said softly.

"Good night." Yan Hang said.

Good night is good night, but it was the first time in the first day of the first year that I knew that my insomnia could be so completely lost. I don't know if I was too excited, or there were too many things in my mind.

No, there wasn't much going on in my head, it was a shock.

The shock made him feel a little confused. For a while, he thought that was the case, and then he felt that he was farting. How could it be like this? spectrum.

Yan Hang was probably also insomniac. When he woke up in the morning, he didn't hear the changes in his breathing before and after the first day of the first year. He probably just lay there all the time.

"Go to sleep a little longer, I guess you can sleep until noon," Yan Hang took off his T-shirt and opened the wardrobe to find his clothes, "I haven't slept all night."

"You know?" The first day looked at the soft and tight muscle lines on Yan Hang's back.

"Nonsense," Yan Hang put on a long-sleeved T-shirt and turned around, "I know you've turned over a few times, I won't make breakfast for you, get up and go out to eat when you have enough sleep."

"Well." Chu Yi sat cross-legged on the bed and nodded.

Watching Yan Hang walk out of the bedroom, and then hearing the sound of the door of the living room, he fell back on the pillow and subconsciously hugged Yan Hang's pillow.

When he found out that he was holding Yan Hang's pillow and buried his face in it, he was in a panic again, but he didn't put the pillow back and hugged it tightly.

The guests in the past two days have reached new highs every day. Basically, they are all reservations. There is no way to arrange guests without reservations. Yan Hang feels that his legs are sore every day. After this holiday is over, he has to find a place to have a good massage. .

But what made him feel extra tired was the unease in his heart.

I don't know if it was because he had hallucinations after not sleeping well for two days in a row, or because he had been oversensitive for a long time, or if it was true, in short, he always felt that someone was watching him today.

But whether the people in the restaurant are waiters or guests, he has observed them, and there is no suspicious person.

He had to wash his face several times, trying to calm himself down.

He has always been confident in his intuition and anticipation of danger. This is what Dad has "trained" for so many years, intentionally or unintentionally, but he also knows that if his emotional or mental state is not right, he will make mistakes.

This tangle of constantly drawing conclusions and constantly overturning them with "now is unstable" makes him very anxious.

- I will wait for you to get off work today

While hiding by the trash can at the back door of the hotel to smoke, Yan Hang smiled when he sent a message on the first day of the new year.

Only in the first year of the first year, he can still laugh when he is anxious.

- is it too boring?

He replied with one.

For the first two days, he stayed at home by himself, because he couldn't play games, and he didn't know what to do with a laptop, so he watched TV all the time, and it was estimated that he was too busy.

- I'm not afraid of being bored, but I can sit by the river all day alone

do you miss me?

After Yan Hang typed this line on the screen, he deleted it before sending it. In fact, if this sentence had been before, it would have been a casual joke between him and the first grader, but now he always felt that something was wrong.

The first day of the new year was quite wrong, and it became even worse after asking the question when he was watching the moon that day, but he himself was not in a good state for the past two days, so he didn't bother to go up and observe it carefully. , I am afraid that the first day of the first year will become more wrong.

He is very distressed for the first year of the first year, and he is very concerned about the first year of the first year, and does not want to be a little unhappy in the first year of the first year.

- Do you want to go out and go shopping? Do you want to go to another restaurant?

- let me treat you to dinner

Yan Hang smiled.

- i have something to tell you

Yan Hang looked at this sentence, and only replied after a while.

- okay , you can tell me anything

After replying to the news, he pinched off the cigarette, took two chewing gums and walked back.

The first year's reaction and the very formal "I have something to tell you" made him feel that some of his previous guesses were right.

Yan Hang, I like you.

I might like you.

I might like you a little bit?

I think I probably...

She stood in front of the mirror and sighed.

Yan Hang, do you think it's a little strange for me to be like this...

Can you help me analyze it?

Yan Hang, I've been thinking for the past two days, will I be the same as Zhou Chunyang?

I may be gay.

On the first day of the first day, he frowned, and suddenly he didn't dare to look at himself in the mirror.

He has been standing here for almost a class, and countless opening remarks have flashed in his mind, but he has not found a suitable sentence.

Didn't even try to utter a single word.

All his feelings are just his own guesses, and he has set a range for himself, and within this range, all his thoughts and actions have only this conclusion.

But he didn't know whether such a judgment was right or not, and he didn't know how to start, let alone what kind of answer Yan Hang would give him.

A "thank you", or silence.

Many things require courage, and he has never had courage. He is afraid of denial and fear of not being accepted. The skills he is more proficient in are evasion and self-closure.

And this kind of courage was given to him by Yan Hang.

Even at first he was able to summon the courage to approach Yan Hang, but it was because of Yan Hang's gentleness that gave him the courage.

He went to work, he was going to study abroad, he rebelled against Liang Bin, he no longer obeyed his family, he was going to find Yan Hang, everything, everything related to courage, was related to Yan Hang.

This time, he spent two days struggling to let him finally decide whether this is the case or not, no matter what the result that needs to be faced, it is still because of Yan Hang.

Yan Hang is a very powerful person. Yan Hang has long felt that he can't even avoid himself. Instead of worrying about it, it is better to go out of his way.

do my best!

He's not a puppy anymore.

It's a dog!

Ringing! Dog brother!

He took out his mobile phone and took another look, making sure that he had already said that he wanted to "talk things" to Yan Hang. After saying this, he would have no way out. He couldn't find the second thing to talk to Yan Hang so seriously. What Yan Hang said.

Yan Hang sent a message telling him that he could go out.

On the first day of the new year, without delaying even a second, ran out of the door with bag.

These few days are holidays, there is no rush hour to and from get off work, and there are always a lot of people at any time. He stood at the bus stop and stared at the direction of the car coming.

Although he was very nervous, he didn't know what would happen when he and Yan Hang faced each other, but he was very anxious and wanted to see Yan Hang sooner.

When he finally saw the car approaching, he even forgot the good habit of respecting the old and caring for the young. He ran over and jumped into the car first, and only regained his senses after getting in the car. will be faster than the last one to get on...

The car drove slowly all the way. During the holidays, all kinds of self-driving cars were crowded on the road. The bus went much slower than usual. When he was about to arrive at the place, Yan Hang's phone called.

"Hello?" The first day answered the phone.

"I've finished changing my clothes," said Yan Hang, "go out now."

"I haven't, I haven't arrived yet." The first meal was anxious.

"I'll wait for you at the station," Yan Hang smiled, "don't worry."

"I'm in a hurry, I'm in a hurry." I took a first look at the outside. There was about one and a half more stops. There were few people and cars on the road to the hotel. There are no attractions here, and there are few tourists. The cars are driving more than before. Soon, "I said wait, wait for you to get off work, now you wait, wait for me to get off."

"Then why don't you do this..." Yan Hang said halfway and lost his voice.

"What's wrong?" Chu Yi asked.

"...No," Yan Hang sounded a little absent-minded when he spoke again, "I'm going to...the station now, where have you been?"

"Supermarket," said the first day, for some reason, he was suddenly very anxious, "I'll get out of the car and run over."

"Huh?" Yan Hang was stunned.

The car entered the station and stopped. On the first day of the first day, he squeezed past and got out of the car. Now it was dark and there were fewer people on the sidewalk. He could run faster than the bus.

"I'll run, go over." Chu said as he ran.

"Have you gotten off the bus?" Yan Hang asked.

"Yeah!" The first day smiled, the autumn wind blowing in front of him made him feel comfortable for a while, and the whole figure seemed to pass, "Yan Hang."

"...Huh?" Yan Hang responded.

On the first day of the first year, one hand pressed the bag that was smashed on the buttocks, and the other held the phone: "I want to say now..."

"Wait for me over there," Yan Hang said suddenly, "Supermarket."

"Ah?" The first day of the first day was stunned, "I got on my horse and ran there."

After Yan Hang crossed the street, he turned around and looked behind him. He didn't see anyone abnormal, but he was sure that someone was following him.

It wasn't because he didn't sleep well or because of his mental state. He hadn't felt this intense danger approaching for a long time.

"You..." Yan Hang looked around. There were not many people. To be honest, he could see it clearly at a glance. There was no target he was looking for. "You wait for me there."

He can't let the first day of the new year come over, he hasn't figured out the situation yet.

"Why?" Chu Yi asked.

"There's a surprise for you," Yan Hang casually made up a reason, "You... I'll be there in a while."

The environment on this side of the hotel is very clean. Except for a shopping mall behind the hotel, the street side is basically a small green garden and the walls of the unit.

"Surprise?" On the first day of the first year, the voice seemed to stop, "What surprise, surprise?"

"Is it a surprise to say it?" Yan Hang said, he didn't go in the direction he came from on the first day of the new year, he turned around and prepared to go back, there were fewer people there, and if there was anyone, it would be easier for him to find out.

When he turned around, he saw a figure swaying in a corner in front of him.

If he hadn't deliberately paid attention to his surroundings, he would definitely not have seen this person, and his intuition made him connect this person with the person with a problem with his left leg that he saw in the restaurant that day.

"Then I'll wait for you, come here." The first day of the first year sounded in a good mood.

When he wanted to hang up, the first day called him again: "Yan Hang."

"Huh?" Yan Hang walked slowly towards the corner, put his hand into his pocket, held the key, and sandwiched the small steel vertebra between his fingers.

"I...I think, I want to tell you something," said the first day, "I'm afraid I won't say it when I look at you."

"What's the matter?" Yan Hang asked, his eyes fixed on the corner, he slowly approached, and then stepped over abruptly.

There is a flowerbed on the corner, and a fountain outside with a lot of trees planted inside. A small stone road passes by, and there are two or three sets of stone tables and chairs. At noon, many little girls who work next to them will buy lunch and come here to eat.

But no one saw it at the moment.

"The first day of the first year," Yan Hang looked over there, "I'll call you later..."

"Yan Hang," cleared his throat on the first day of the first day, "I like you, I like you."

Yan Hang was stunned.

When he heard the footsteps behind him, he had just recovered from the words of the first grade, and it was too late to escape.

Someone slammed into him from behind.