My mother suddenly proposed to divorce my father. On the first day of the first year, I thought that I would be surprised, but the surprise was that he was not particularly surprised.

In his memory, his father and mother rarely spoke. When his mother was angry, his father would be silent, or avoid him. When his mother was not angry, neither of them said anything.

They basically did not have the impression of "parents" in the first year of junior high school. From the first day of junior high school, they felt that the parents in the textbook were fake because they were different from his parents. When he grew up, he realized that it was actually his Parents are not like most parents.

As a "husband and wife", they left no impression on the first year of junior high school.

For the first year, they are just like grandma and grandpa, just a title.

Now my mother suddenly said that she was going to divorce, and it was as calm as hearing that any couple who had nothing to do with him wanted to divorce.

He didn't even ask why.

And my mother naturally wouldn't explain. After the call, she was just like before, there was no news, no phone calls, and no text messages.

The life of the first year of junior high school did not change because of mother's call. Every day after class, went to work with Yan Hang on weekends.

"There is a holiday on New Year's Day," Yan Hang said, "If you want to go back and see what's going on, you can go back on New Year's Day."

It's only half a month before New Year's Day. On the first day of the first day, I took out my phone and looked at the calendar. After being silent for a while, I shook my head: "I won't return."

"Home" has become more and more unfamiliar. Even his little bed, his desk, and the gadgets in his drawers have disappeared. When he goes back, he doesn't even have a place to sleep. What do you do when you go back?

It's good to go back and see your grandparents during Chinese New Year.

The wind was strong by the sea, he and Yan Hang stood side by side on the trestle, looking at the sea with the waves rolling over.

It still feels a little lonely.

It is not the kind of loneliness of a person. As long as Yan Hang is there, he will not have such loneliness.

It's the kind of loneliness he's been in since then.

Yan Hang should understand this kind of loneliness, not just this kind of loneliness. Yan Hang grew up and should be able to understand a lot of loneliness, and he should have tasted every kind of loneliness.

"I want to drink, rice paste." On the first day of the first day, he pulled his clothes and looked at Yan Hang.

"Then drink it," Yan Hang smiled. Half of his face was buried in the plaid scarf. When he laughed, his eyes were very obvious, with two very warm curves, "I want to drink corn juice."

This small shop is by the sea, and the small wooden porch outside the shop is on the sea, and you can see many sailboats. Every time he and Yan Hang come here to play, he likes to sit here for a while.

After entering the store, they still walked towards the wooden corridor according to the old habit.

Before leaving the door, Yan Hang pulled him and looked out of the glass wall: "Zhou Chunyang?"

"Huh?" Chu Yi was stunned.

When looking in the direction indicated by Yan Hang, he found that two people were sitting in the position that he and Yan Hang liked to sit.

One turned his back to them and the other turned his face away, but it was obvious that it was Zhou Chunyang.

"It's really spring, Chunyang," Chu Yi said as he walked out, "Why is he here, here..."

"Hey," Yan Hang gave him a hand, "don't go there, how do you know if he is willing to let you see it?"

"Why, why not, willing?" The first day of the first year didn't understand.

"People are dating." Yan Hang said.

"A date?" The first day of the first year was stunned.

"Will you and Da Qiang come here to sit and drink and watch the sea?" Yan Hang looked at him.

"No," glanced at him for the first time, "I don't have a special relationship with Da, Daqiang, okay."

"Then who do you have a good relationship with?" Yan Hang asked.

"Chunyang." Chu Yi said.

"Then you two are good enough to come here for a drink and watch the sea?" Yan Hang glared at him.

After looking at him for a few seconds on the first day of the first day, he suddenly laughed: "No."

"Do you laugh again?" Yan Hang pointed at him and poked the tip of his nose again, "I told you that your relationship with Zhou Chunyang is very dangerous, you know?"

"Then we are dating right, right?" On the first day of the first year, he ignored his words and picked a key point.

"Nonsense," Yan Hang said, "otherwise, what are we doing, come out to talk business?"

"Then I don't, I'm not afraid of being seen, come," said the first day, "and the two of them sat, sat in our special, special seat."

"Okay," Yan Hang laughed, "then you can secretly take a picture and send it to him, let them get out of the way, and start the fight if they don't."

The two of them walked to the wooden porch, where Zhou Chunyang didn't see them.

On the first day of the first day, he took out his mobile phone, took a photo of Zhou Chunyang and the boy, and sent it on WeChat.

After a few seconds, Zhou Chunyang's cell phone on the table rang. He picked it up and glanced at it, and then looked at his mouth shape and said, "Fuck."

Then he immediately looked over here.

The first day he smiled at him.

"Fuck!" Zhou Chunyang stood up, patted the boy next to him on the shoulder, and ran towards them, "Isn't it, so coincidental?"

"Well, let's bask in the sun." Yan Hang nodded.

"My friend," Zhou Chunyang looked at the boy who followed him, "junior high school classmate."

"Come and sit together?" said the boy.

"No need," Yan Hang smiled, "you two talk about you, let's sit over there for a while."

"That's fine." Zhou Chunyang glanced at Chu Yi and smiled.

After sitting down with Yan Hang at the corner of the wooden corridor, it was only on the first day of the first year that Zhou Chunyang's smile seemed to have other meanings.

What does that mean.

Probably... a date?

Zhou Chunyang called it a date, so Yan Hang and himself were naturally dating like this.

At first glance at Yan Hang, Yan Hang was talking to the waiter.

Yan Hang in winter feels different from Yan Hang in summer.

In summer, Yan Hang dresses very casually. In addition to serious uniforms, he wears T-shirts and sweatpants most of the time. He occasionally wears shirts, but most of them are still very casual and look a little lazy.

It's different in winter, all kinds of exquisite long and short coats, all the details reveal a message, I am not only smug, but also rich.

The plaid scarf is probably the match he has never changed. No matter what he wears, he wears this plaid scarf.

"Let me introduce you to what the dog and I are going to drink in a while." Yan Hang took the mobile phone and faced the two cups of hot drinks just brought by the waiter. "Mine is corn juice."

It was only on the first day of the first day that he noticed that he was broadcasting live, and he quickly scratched his hair that was ruffled by the wind.

"The cup of the puppy," Yan Hang pointed the camera at him, "Tell Miss Sister what is your cup?"

"Five grains," he picked up the cup and put it on his face on the first day of the new year, "rice cereal, multigrain rice, rice cereal."

Yan Hang smiled: "It's delicious, he likes it very much."

At the beginning, he nodded, lowered his head and took a sip: "Delicious."

"Are you playing?" Yan Hang handed the phone to him.

"Yeah." The first day took the phone.

Yan Hang pulled up the scarf, covering half of his face.

"This scarf, this scarf," Chu turned the phone around and shook it at Yan Hang's face, "Does it look good?"

- looks good

- very suitable for brother Xiaotian

- looks good, but your little brother looks good too, trust me

- The puppy is so innocent, be careful he actually goes for a rag. . .

The first day of the first day laughed: "I bought it."

- ah my heart! ! !

- Kneeling on the ground and crying, picking up dog food one by one

- puppy are you two dating?

"Dating?" At first glance at Yan Hang on the screen, Yan Hang raised his eyes and looked at him when he heard what he said.

"Yeah, on an appointment, a date." Chu Yi said.

-! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

-mother! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! Ah! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

- The Lord has admitted it! !

-CP fans have blue sky above their heads! !

-Dating! Dating!

This answer not only made the ladies and sisters go berserk, but Yan Hang over there also raised his head unexpectedly.

Yan Hang didn't wear a mask today, but just hung a scarf on the bridge of his nose to cover his face, probably to make him have a high nose bridge.

But the quality of the scarf is good, soft and smooth.

The movement of his head was a bit large, and the scarf slipped from the tip of his nose.

The screen instantly swiped and nothing could be seen.

Chu Yi felt a burst of heat on his back, and quickly slapped his phone on the table, staring at Yan Hang who only had his chin hidden in the scarf: "What to do!"

Yan Hang probably didn't expect such an accident to happen. He didn't even think of raising his hand to pull the scarf. After staring at him for a long time, he said, "Did you take it?"

"Ah." Chu Yi said.

"Fuck," Yan Hang was stunned for a while, leaned back in his chair, and laughed, "The mysterious image I worked so hard to create collapsed in a second."

"Ah," looked at him on the first day of the first day, "the live broadcast hasn't been done yet, it's closed."

"Hey," Yan Hang laughed even harder, "Hurry up and close it."

"Oh," he glanced at the screen for the first time. In the case of a black screen, the comments that were rushing upwards were more clearly seen, but he couldn't see what the words were. He poked the screen a few times and exited. Live, "Turn off."

"Ah..." Yan Hang raised his head and swayed against the chair, "The mystery is gone."

"Yes, I can't afford it." On the first day of the first year, he rubbed his nose and felt very guilty. He held the cup in both hands, rested his chin on the rim of the cup, and frowned.

"Why are you sorry for everything?" Yan Hang leaned on the table, stretched out his hand and flicked the cup twice, "What are you sorry for? I'm sorry my nose is not high enough?"

"I don't say a date, I just..." Chu Yi lowered his eyelids and looked at his hand.

The comments of the ladies flashed inexplicably in my mind.

- It's so pretty, want to lick it

"Then are we dating?" Yan Hang asked.

At first glance at him, he gritted his teeth: "Yeah, it's a date, meeting!"

"Then what are you sorry for?" Yan Hang asked again.

"It's habitual, I can't afford it." Chu Yi smiled.

Dating!

He was actually a little worried when he said the date. Although Yan Hang had confirmed it before, but with his usual ridicule in his tone, he couldn't tell if this was Yan Hang's true thoughts, and he didn't know what it was.

During this period of time, all his thoughts were only one, and it was enough to stay with Yan Hang.

As for what Yan Hang was thinking, and how Yan Hang felt, he never thought to ask.

He didn't dare to ask at all.

He was afraid that as soon as he opened his mouth, things would change.

He just wants to maintain the status quo, that's all, at the moment, not to determine anything, if time can stop, he is willing to freeze in these days for the rest of his life, and he is not willing to take the slightest risk.

But Yan Hang's answer made his heart suddenly light up.

They are just dating.

It's not a meeting, it's not a business deal, it's not a winter tour...

is a date.

The first couple began to laugh at the rice cereal in the cup. I didn't know what I was laughing at, but I just wanted to laugh.

The saliva laughed. It was too late when he wanted to close his mouth in time to prevent the saliva from dripping out. He quickly grabbed the napkin next to him and covered his mouth.

too! Shame!

He laughed wildly after hearing Yan Hang click his tongue.

"It would be great if this was a live broadcast," Yan Hang leaned against his chair and couldn't stop laughing. "Our local dog Qiufa doesn't have enough fat, and looking at a cup of rice cereal can make my saliva drip out of greed..."

"Ah..." Chu opened a napkin and covered his face, "Don't, don't laugh..."

"I don't want to laugh," Yan Hang said happily, "I just couldn't help it."

First sighed.

"Dog," Yan Hang smiled and sighed, "Really, you are the only one in this world who can make me laugh like this."

The first napkin moved down, revealing his eyes, looking at Yan Hang.

"Smiling," Yan Hang said, "is a completely different feeling from laughing, do you understand?"

He didn't speak on the first day of the new year. He still remembered the indifference on Yan Hang's face when he saw Yan Hang for the first time, and also remembered all the smiles Yan Hang gave to people.

But Yan Hang's smile was only seen by him.

"Understood." Chu nodded slightly.

"You're little." Yan Hang smiled.

On the first day of the first day, the embarrassment of drooling subsided a lot. He put down the napkin, picked up the rice cereal, and just as he was about to drink, Yan Hang slapped him on the back of his hand.

"Ah!" The first day was startled.

"The saliva is dripping in," Yan Hang said, "do you still drink it?"

"No, it's not the waiter's saliva," said the first day, "my own mouth, water."

"Change a cup." Yan Hang raised his hand and called the waiter.

"Two! Eighteen! One cup! Ah!" The first day of the first year grabbed the cup, "No more?"

"If you dare to drink it all at once," Yan Hang pointed at him, "I dare to throw you into the sea."

"I don't dare," Chu Yi sighed, "there's this, so you should pay attention to the time, but it's washing, washing the dishes, and after you've finished eating, put a pile there, don't compare your mouth, saliva, Zhang? "

"A stutter," Yan Hang asked the waiter who came over to ask for another cup of rice cereal, "you can say that."

"In this world, in the world, I can say that there are so many, only you are the only one." On the first day of the first year, after thinking about it, he added another sentence, "Brother Gou and Xiao, Puppy are the same, you understand. ?"

Yan Hang stared at him for a while: "Understood."

A little embarrassed, he lowered his head and rubbed his nose.

When people are in a good mood, life will pass quickly.

Although it is still the same every day, working part-time after class, it is a little more fun, listening to Zhou Chunyang complain about his junior high school classmate.

The two of them weren't really dating that day. According to Zhou Chunyang, "it was kind of interesting before, but now let's see if it's really interesting", but that classmate seemed to agree with Zhou Chunyang.

So they are you and me every day.

"We're all waiting for the other party to speak first," Zhou Chunyang clicked his tongue twice, "I think beautifully, my mouth is tight, and I'm tight-lipped even after torture and torture."

"Nerve, disease." Chu Yi said.

"Interesting," Zhou Chunyang glanced at him, "you don't understand a solid brain like you."

I really didn't understand it on the first day of the new year, but it's interesting to hear Zhou Chunyang say these things every day.

I haven't felt anything yet. New Year's Day is here, but the holiday is a bit too stingy, and the three-day holiday also includes Saturday and Sunday.

But even if there are ten days off, for the first year of the new year, that's it, not to mention holidays, even on ordinary weekends, Yan Hang is busier than usual.

And he's busier than usual, even though he's just a night waiter at a coffee shop.

He had no plans to go home, and no one at home asked him if he would go home.

But to his surprise, his aunt and uncle drove over.

"You don't have to worry about us," the aunt said. "We are on a tour. Someone is waiting for us. They will detour to see you. You can just have a meal with us when you have time."

"I'll take you, let's play." Chu Yi said.

The aunt came, and he was still very happy.

"The puppy is really grown up, how could he say such things before and still take us to play," the aunt said with a smile, "what do children have to do with us middle-aged and elderly people, bore you, and wait for us at school. pick you up!"

Standing in front of the school on the first day of junior high, when saw the familiar car from aunt's house approaching, heart warmed for a while.

"My God," my aunt jumped out of the car and stared at him, "is this our puppy?"

"Yes." Chu Yi nodded with a smile.

"It's one meter eight!" The aunt touched the top of his head, "Yes!"

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

"Hey, get down quickly," the aunt shouted into the car, "Aren't you 1.82 meters tall? Come and compare with the puppy and see if he is 1.88 meters tall!"

My uncle got out of the car and walked over with a smile: "Your aunt is really... 1.8 meters tall, she feels about the same height as me."

"Let me tell you," Auntie patted the first year of junior high school on the shoulder, "I said that this kid is running late, and once he starts, he will scare you to death."

Until he started eating, the aunt was still immersed in his height.

"This lad," my aunt took a picture of him with her mobile phone, "I will send it to your aunt to have a look. How can you tell the poor little boy before."

"You're fat." Chu Yi said.

"Oh, did you see it?" Auntie touched her face, "Can't you pretend you didn't see it!"

"Too, obviously," the first day of the first year was stunned, "It's very difficult to pretend."

"Little devil!" Auntie said, "Learning is bad."

Smile at first.

"I think your school is quite big, isn't it a good environment?" My aunt said, "Is your relationship with the dormitory classmates okay? Has anyone bullied you?"

"Look at the boss he is now," the uncle said. "Whoever can bully him will punch."

"His personality is soft," the aunt said. "Growing up into a cow is also a puppy's personality. I'm not at ease."

"No one bullied me," said the first day with a smile, "the classmates are very, very good."

"That's fine, you study hard," the aunt said, "you won't be afraid of anything after you have a craft."

"Well," Chu nodded a little, hesitated for a while, and then asked softly, "My mother... Said to leave, divorce..."

"It's been half a month since I shouted," the aunt sighed, "I don't know, don't persuade her, she's also under a lot of pressure, and your grandmother is still causing trouble at home every day, it's not bad if she doesn't run away."

"Yeah." Chu Yi responded.

"Are you going back for the New Year?" Auntie asked.

There was no sound at first.

"Look," the aunt looked at her uncle, "I just said that there was something wrong with their family, and they tore down the beds of their children. Now, whether to return them or not!"

"Go back," said the first day softly, "I have to go back to see, see, and want to see, see you, my grandparents."

"If you go back this time, buy an old phone for your grandfather," the aunt said, "that way you can still make calls."

"Yeah." Chu nodded slightly.

The aunt brought him a bunch of food and several clothes. Although he bought a size smaller according to the estimate, the good thing was that he bought loose sports clothes, which he could wear.

After aunt left, was a little disappointed in the first day of the first year.

When he took the food back to the dormitory and distributed it to everyone, he thought it was brought from his house.

"Home" refers to parents, their own home.

He didn't explain much, but was really disappointed.

He likes auntie, and auntie treats him very well, but auntie is not a parent, nor a grandma or grandfather, and it is impossible for her aunt to be with him all year round.

Some feelings are really irreplaceable.

If he has his own home in the future... ah, his own home?

This seems unlikely?

Home is parents and children.

For him, it should be impossible, even if he and... Yan Hang...

This thought really made people feel a little embarrassed and panicked. There was no one next to him, and he still felt a little blush on the first day of the new year.

But couldn't help but keep thinking about it.

It was so shameless that couldn't stop, it was like an addiction.

If he has a home of his own in the future, it is not impossible for him and Yan Hang to be at home.

He is father, Yan Hang is... mother?

Thinking about it on the first day of the first day, felt like laughing very much, so that Yan Hang knew that he would probably have to slap him.

He mused to the window.

"Are you all right?" Li Ziqiang asked from behind while eating the snacks brought by his aunt, "Why are you smiling at the glass?"

"In love," Gao Xiaoyang patted the table, "It must be in love."

On the first day of the first year, he looked back a little embarrassedly.

"Damn it, is it true?" Zhang Qiang was a little excited, "Really in love? Then you are the first one to be released from the divorce in our dormitory!"

"Who am I relying on?" Hu Biao was suddenly nervous. "It shouldn't be Yan'er, who is that? Is it from a preschool education? I've never seen you chat with any girl!"

The first time he opened his mouth, he didn't say a word.

He suddenly discovered that he was really far from Zhou Chunyang. Faced with a few people so familiar with in the dormitory, he didn't dare to say that he would not fall in love with a girl.