After class in the afternoon, went to the training room on the first day of junior high. The cat spent a long time disassembling and assembling the parts.

Teacher Yang scolded him today. Although he was very nervous and scared, he still remembered some words.

His professional courses are currently very good, and he has to listen to the teacher's words and continue to study well, because he will have to rely on this to eat in the future.

Maybe other people can't understand it. For example, Zhou Chunyang is a guy who thinks about eating, drinking and playing every day. His family sent him to a secondary school. It is nothing more than that he has no place to go after junior high school. Zhou Chunyang chose the auto repair himself. He likes cars, although He now finds that learning auto repair is not what he thought to be able to play with cars every day, but just play with parts every day, but it is too late.

In the first year of junior high school, he was very clear that he was different from those classmates.

No, in fact, if he is going to get really confused, and Yan Hang, Yan Hang will help him.

Thinking of Yan Hang, he felt at ease for a while.

But he doesn't want Yan Hang to help him. Every time Yan Hang asks him to pay, he asks him for expensive gifts, asks him to buy a mobile phone and says he won't give him any money, and says to cook for him but ask him to pay... … Every time he hears this, he is satisfied.

There is a feeling that I have grown up.

When the teacher of the training class came over, he saw him squatting on the ground with his hands full of mud and tossing.

"If you are interested," the teacher said, "you can come over when you have time, or go to the garage to find me. There are some cars to be repaired there. You can go and have a look and learn how to troubleshoot and repair various faults."

"Hmm." Chu nodded slightly.

"Auto repair is very popular now," the teacher said, "Don't think it's a big deal to be a car repairer, I can see some faults at a glance, and I can hear what kind of car it is when the car drives by me. , that's what it is."

"Yeah." Nodding at first, I somehow felt that such a skill was very cool.

When he came out of the training room after washing his hands, he felt that he was walking very briskly, as if he had seen himself in style two or three years later.

But when he walked to the school gate, he found his mobile phone in his pocket, and suddenly thought of those two phone calls, and suddenly he was full of depression.

Yan Hang didn't think about anything, it was useless to think about it, but it was really hard to do it.

For safety reasons, he looked around as he walked towards the bus stop.

However, he felt that his Taoism was really much worse than that of Yan Hang. He just looked around like this, and he didn't even notice when someone approached him.

When there was still some distance from the station, something pressed against his waist.

"Grab the dog," someone said behind him, "don't move."

He froze at first, and then suddenly his mood skyrocketed.

"Why, why are you so powerful?" He turned his head and saw Yan Hang standing behind him.

"Who am I," Yan Hang smiled, "My dad played with me like this when I was in elementary school."

Looking at Yan Hang's smile on the first day of the first day, I felt that at this moment, all my troubles disappeared, and they all dissipated, and people could float up.

"Why are you here?" he asked after a while before he remembered.

"It's nothing to do at home," Yan Hang said, "just come over to grab the dog and play."

On the first day of the first day, after laughing for a long time, he sighed again: "Yes, I'm not worried..."

"Don't be beautiful," Yan Hang interrupted him, "I'm not as nervous as you are."

"Oh." Chu Yi smiled and said nothing.

Today in the cafe is almost the same as yesterday. There are no customers. It is estimated that no one will come in until later.

"I'll see what materials are there," Yan Hang went to the freezer and studied, "You pay for it."

"Well," Chu nodded slightly, "I'll change first, clothes."

"Go." Yan Hang said.

When Yan Hang came out after changing into his uniform on the first day of the new year, he had already brought out some ingredients and was ready to start work. He walked over and stood beside Yan Hang.

"Keep it simple and don't delay things in the store," said Yan Hang, "make a pizza and a black pepper beef fried rice?"

"Okay." He swallowed his saliva on the first day of the first day. He usually eats dinner after five o'clock. Today, he was hungry because he came to eat with Yan Hang. Now, when he heard the name of the dish, he wanted to go over and eat the pot. .

When Yan Hang started making pizza, a few guests came in. After ordering coffee and drinks, they started chatting and playing cards.

I was very nervous on the first day of the new year, and kept looking at Yan Hang when was making coffee with the coffee machine.

Yan Hang smiled at him: "Can you do it?"

"Yeah." Chu nodded.

Yesterday, Yan Hang taught him several ways to make coffee. He still remembers the proportions and what to put in it. At this moment, it is mainly habitual nervousness.

However, when he did it, he was still clumsy, thanks to the fact that the guests at the table mainly wanted to play cards and did not urge him.

When he passed by with coffee, he looked at several cups of coffee and drinks he had made, and suddenly felt that he was versatile.

"Waiter," a young man turned his head and called, "It smells so good, what is it?"

"Fried rice," said the first day, "it's me, our evening..."

"Let's help you make another fried rice," said the young man. "I smell hungry."

"Fan." Chuyi finished speaking, and after hearing what he said, he suddenly didn't know what to do, and turned to look at Yan Hang.

Yan Hang nodded.

"Okay." I took a look at the menu on the first day of the first year, and there was no price of black pepper beef fried rice on it, and there was no staple food on the menu at night.

"Tell them 28 copies, there is only one, and there are more." Yan Hang glanced at the menu.

"Well." Chu Yi smiled.

This job is still very good. There are not many guests coming in at night. Usually, when you come, you just order a few drinks. When the time comes, you will clean up and close the door.

It was very interesting on the first day of the first year. Of course, if Yan Hang was not there, it would not be so interesting.

After the pizza and fried rice were ready, they sat down at the small table in the corner.

The pizza was made of durian, and didn't like the taste very much on the first day of the first year, but Yan Hang did a good job. don't know what ingredients were added to make the durian taste less heavy, with a milky fragrance, but it was still delicious.

He looked at Yan Hang while eating.

When Yan Hang looked up at him, he suddenly panicked again, and hurriedly lowered his head and pulled the fried rice.

When stay with Yan Hang now, it feels different from before.

There is a very hidden sense of intimacy, but because of this intimacy, will suddenly feel a little embarrassed.

Now face to face at such a close distance, he could almost hear Yan Hang's breathing, mixed with the heat of fried rice, which would suddenly bring him back to some indescribable excitement that he didn't dare to think about.

"I have to go to work in two days," Yan Hang said. "I'll be with you for two more days, and it should be fine."

"Well," Chu nodded a little, thinking about it and then getting a little worried, "You haven't been at work for a long time, are you still the foreman?"

"Yes," Yan Hang smiled, "Why, are you afraid that I will lose my job?"

"Don't be afraid." Chu Yi said.

"I will try to go to the back kitchen next year." Yan Hang said.

"You guys, the manager is going crazy," Chu Yi sighed, "It's not over, I'll think about it one day, and think about it later, cook."

"That can't be helped," Yan Hang said with a smile, "It's just a hobby."

"I don't have any, I don't have any hobbies," the first day of the first year suddenly felt melancholy, "Really, I don't have any love or hobbies?"

"You have it," Yan Hang said, "punch it, grind a small stone or something."

When Yan Hang talked about the small stones, he was nervous on the first day of the first year of the new school. Not all the small stones that were trampled on were rescued. Two of the small stones were ground into small stones. , so he hasn't done it yet, so he is particularly afraid of Yan Hang's question at this moment.

I haven't done it for so long, so don't pay much attention to it!

"You today..." Yan Hang stopped halfway through speaking, seemingly hesitant.

In the first day of the first year, I immediately reacted: "I'm going back to school."

"Oh." Yan Hang glanced at him.

"Our class, teacher," explained quickly on the first day of the first year, "I scolded me in the morning, saying that I would not go home at night, I would go home."

Yan Hang clicked his tongue: "You guys are still so strict with a broken junior high school?"

"Not small, not broken," the first day of the first year was a little unconvinced, "Illiterate."

"Go away." Yan Hang laughed, and the pizza in his hand almost fell.

"We are trainees, the teacher will listen to it, and the engine will know what kind of car." Chu Yi said.

"What about you?" Yan Hang asked with a smile.

"I can do it in the future, too," said the first day.

He said this with great certainty, without hesitation at all, and without any embarrassment when he said it, this was the first time he had grown up so confidently.

Yan Hang didn't speak, just looked at him and laughed for a while.

After work in the evening, close the store door. Yan Hang wanted to take him back to school. He didn't agree. He took a taxi to take Yan Hang home first, and then went back to the school by himself.

When he got out of the car to give money, he felt so distressed that he wanted to beat the driver.

The dormitory was already closed. On the first day of the first day, following Zhou Chunyang's instructions, he climbed up the iron stairs on the side of the dormitory and got into the corridor.

When he was climbing the stairs, he found that the iron stairs seemed to be unused at ordinary times, but the treads were polished smooth, and there was no rust at all...

At first glance, it is a prosperous passage for people to come and go, but the school did not tear it down.

When got back to the dormitory, the lights had been turned off, but there was a bright light on the phone screen.

"The first day of the first year?" Hu Biao asked.

"Yeah." Chu Yi replied.

"Today, everyone is together," Li Ziqiang lay on the bed, "all the fucking night."

"That's right." Hu Biao said.

"Whoever wants to spread rumors that someone is coming home late," Zhang Qiang said, "I'll take care of who the fuck is."

On the first day of the first year, he glanced at Su Bin's bed. This man was also playing with his mobile phone, his face was expressionless, and the light on the screen showed that he was very serious, a scholar who was delayed by all the people.

After entering the toilet to wash up on the first day of the first day, he climbed back to the bed and sent a message to Yan Hang.

-I slept

- good night puppy

- good night Xiaoyan

After the good night, on the first day of the first day of the first year, I held my phone and watched it for a long time. I didn't know what I was looking at.

Although it was all in English that he could not understand, he read it with relish.

After reading it, clicked on Weibo and read a circle of comments from the ladies and sisters to Yan Hang.

- ask for live broadcast

- I'm new here, do you want to start licking directly?

- want to suck little handsome guy

- miss you both

- Who knows the rules of live broadcast? I just started watching, and I watch it once a day. I’m always afraid of missing it. I’m really considerate of me. I haven’t missed it all the time. . . .

- Irregular, disappearing for half a year and a year is normal

- Who can answer my question? Did Brother Xiaotian and the puppy live together?

- I don't know, it's too mysterious, I'm not even sure if they are a couple now

-It must be a couple, who would show such pure brotherhood!

-I want to tear off Brother Xiaotian's mask every day

- It's so innocent to pull on the mask. I want to keep pulling the pants of the beautiful boy

- want to pull the puppy's pants

-Stay calm, the puppy is still a child, let's talk about Brother Tian first.

- I'm not happy, the fans have risen too much in the past two days.

...

Yan Hang didn't know if he would read these comments. At first glance, his face turned red. The ladies dared to say anything. Just looking at these comments, he subconsciously wanted to lift his pants.

Yan Hang probably doesn't know how to watch it. Apart from playing games, Yan Hang doesn't spend much time looking at his mobile phone. He always felt that he didn't care about this aspect in the first day of the first year.

If it were him, he should read the comments every day and reply. He who has no friends and self-confidence since he was a child can't compare to Yan Hang, who is the only one left in the world, and he is still confident and calm. .

Although he knew that Yan Hang would be at a low emotional trough many times, he could always bear it.

It is a very lucky thing to meet such a person in a lifetime.

Not only did he meet, but...

Chu put the phone lock screen aside, quickly lay down, and closed his eyes.

Don't overthink it, especially don't overthink it.

Don't even think about what lip breathing, what... second shot.

You shoot in seconds!

Who shot in seconds!

What happens in seconds!

On the first day of the first year, he turned over and pulled the quilt over his head.

Yan Hang had already comforted him and gave him a reasonable explanation, but he still couldn't let it go.

Shame!

Yan Hang's days of going to the coffee shop to accompany him to work soon came to an end. From the beginning of the first day of the new year, he stayed in the shop by himself.

However, after a few days of training for Yan Hang, when he stood behind the bar, he was no longer at a loss as he was at the beginning.

He can make almost all the coffee drinks ordered by the guests. Once, a customer ordered Irish coffee. Yan Hang didn't teach him, but only told him that it was mixed with whisky, and not many people usually drink it.

When he heard the customer order this, he also calmly said that there was no wine today, so he couldn't make it.

Being able to fool people so calmly, part-time work is really a good exercise.

The only thing that was not very happy was that Teacher Yang had warned him not to stay home at night, so he could only stay in the dormitory except on weekends.

Looking forward to the weekend.

He still misses Yan Hang as strongly as ever, and he starts thinking as soon as he turns around, and compared with the past misses, he always feels that the current misses are mixed with some content that makes him embarrassed to think about it.

But the weekend does come...and he gets nervous again.

For three consecutive weekends, he hadn't slept well.

Couldn't sleep well at all.

When you lie down, you will think about that day.

He always felt that he hadn't thought about it deliberately, and he was so dizzy that day, but now he can remember every detail as soon as he closes his eyes, he can even remember Yan Hang's breathing and the trajectory of his fingertips on him.

This is the legendary hunger.

He admits that when he thinks of this, he gets excited, even if he is confronted with a cloud of air, a wardrobe door, a kettle, he will react.

Hungry is pretty standard.

Not only was he hungry, he was conflicted.

More than once he surreptitiously thought about what would happen to him if something like that happened again.

But never dared to do anything.

It's almost the end of the year, and Yan Hang is very busy. He has been busy all day on weekends and has no time to rest. Every time he goes there, he feels that "I'm very tired" is written on Yan Hang's face.

He didn't dare to do anything shameless while Yan Hang was sleeping.

Apart from this high-sounding reason, the reason that actually made him more contradictory was... He was afraid that he would be embarrassed again.

Some people can throw it many times, just get used to it.

Some people can only throw it once, and throwing it once is too much.

Today, Yan Hang got off work early, finished his get off work at noon, and arrived home before dinner time.

On the first day of the new year, he took out the key and opened the door. When he saw Yan Hang walking out of the bedroom, he was immediately wrapped in a warm feeling of happiness.

"I'll buy you some clothes in a while, just as I have time today," Yan Hang looked at him, "I'll go to the pedestrian street of your cafe to buy it, and just go to work after buying and eating."

"Buying clothes?" On the first day of the first year, he looked down at his clothes, "Isn't the clothes pretty good?"

"It's too short," Yan Hang sighed, "You bought this dress last year, right? Don't you know how much you've grown from last year to this year?"

"I don't know." Chu Yi said.

"Don't be stingy," Yan Hang looked at him, "I know you paid your salary yesterday."

He laughed on the first day of the first day, and when he mentioned the issue of salary, he was happy.

"Forget it, I'll buy it for you," Yan Hang thought for a while, "The estimated budget for buying it yourself is two hundred."

"The budget is five hundred," he held out five fingers to him on the first day of the first day, "I didn't think so, did you arrive?"

"Too unexpected." Yan Hang nodded sincerely.

"Your dog brother," said the first day, "very rich."

"Yes," Yan Hang laughed, "Very rich brother Gou, please go and cover me with the quilt."

"Again?" The first day of the first year looked at him, "Did you change it last time? It's been two months?"

"Do you think it's the same as your dormitory, changing every semester?" Yan Hang said, "Hurry up."

He really hated quilt covers on the first day of the new year. He used to need quilt covers for the whole family at home, but he was still short.

People all over the world probably hate quilt covers.

When it was cold a while ago, when the quilt was changed, he still wanted to laugh when he remembered the tragic situation of a group of people in the dormitory. Zhou Chunyang twisted the quilt twice, and finally took out the quilt in a rage and put it directly. When the quilt is covered, a layer of quilt is covered with a layer of quilt when sleeping. Everyone thinks this method is perfect and can become a feature of the dormitory.

However, although hate quilt covers, helping Yan Hang with quilt covers will still be done happily on the first day of the new year.

Yan Hang has spread the quilt and quilt neatly on the bed.

"It's all laid out like this," Chu Yi sighed, "Is it the end of the gloves? Is it the end?"

"It's all laid out like this, why don't you hurry up and finish it." Yan Hang said.

Just started putting on the quilt on the first day of the new year, the phone rang in the living room, and he turned his head: "Help me take a look, maybe it's from the dormitory, they are going to eat and help themselves today."

"Yeah." Yan Hang responded.

In the first year of junior high school, the schoolbag was basically empty, with only a cell phone and a pair of gloves thrown in it, and a handful of change that stuck out of the pocket.

Pretty straight.

Yan Hang smiled, took out his mobile phone and glanced at it.

Hu Biao sent a few photos, all of them eating, eye-catching meat, and steaming hot and spicy hot pot.

"Really," Yan Hang said, "it's only at what time, why don't I bully you for not eating yet?"

"It must still be posted, the circle of friends is angry, people." Chu Yi said with a smile.

"I'll take a look." Yan Hang opened a circle of friends in the first year of junior high school.

Sure enough, it was full of nine pictures, and not only Hu Biao, but several people in their dormitory all posted on their Moments, and everyone had nine pictures, which was rather uninspiring at first glance.

Yan Hang smiled and slowly stroked down a few times.

Since added a bunch of classmates' WeChat messages on the first day of junior high, the circle of friends has become very lively.

Gee.

All little girls.

Yan Hang scrolled down, and when he turned to yesterday's content, his fingers stopped.

A girl posted three pictures.

The three photos are of the first day of junior high and Zhou Chunyang sitting on the edge of the school playground.

have. Say. have. laugh. of. Sample. son.

But just like this, Yan Hang won't be too upset. After all, he has the best relationship with Zhou Chunyang in the dormitory on the first day of the new year.

What made Yan Hang's whole body feel bad in an instant was the line of words matched by this girl.

- today's dog food

Dog, your uncle's food!

Yan Hang was very shocked. Although he thought it was just a little girl's joke, he was very sure that Zhou Chunyang and Zhou Chunyang would not have any relationship other than buddies.

But at this moment, he still felt quite unhappy, very unhappy.

This feeling, whether possessive or something else, made his teeth sore more than seventy times a minute.

He walked to the door of the bedroom with his mobile phone, and looked at the first day of the first year who was shaking the quilt with his back to him.

The little bastard actually spread dog food with others.

Can't bear it.

He can endure any big or small strong Hu Biao, but it is Zhou Chunyang!

On the first day of the first day, he raised his hand, and the T-shirt on his body was lifted up, revealing a waist.

Yan Hang frowned, walked over and stood behind him, reached out to pick out his clothes, and touched his waist.

The hand that was still raised on the first day of the first year was immediately fixed in the air.

Yan Hang also put his other hand into his clothes, and both hands rested on the waist of the first day.

"You..." Chu Yi turned his head to speak.

Yan Hang didn't give him a chance to finish speaking. He pushed him directly onto the bed with his hands. Before he could face down, the first day turned his head, and he jumped up and pressed him on the first day.

The next action is basically instinctive, his hand went forward along the waist of the first year of junior high school, and reached into his pants.

After a few seconds on the first day of the first day, when breathing was completely chaotic, buried self in the quilt and snorted lowly.