When a few people in the dormitory gathered around eagerly and wanted to continue to ask about the "love" of the first year of junior high school, Zhou Chunyang clapped his hands: "I'm hungry after eating snacks, why don't you go for a skewer?"

In the winter, it was cold and windy outside. For foodies, the appeal of Zhou Chunyang's words overwhelmed everything, and several people suddenly shouted at the same time: "Go!"

"Let's go," Zhou Chunyang waved his hand, "Actually, I really want to eat teppanyaki... Unfortunately, the school doesn't have it."

Several people went out together with good imaginations about food.

On the first day of the first day, he was at the end of the team, so he wasn't particularly greedy.

Zhou Chunyang slowed down and came to his side.

"Your business," Zhou Chunyang whispered, "don't tell the people in the dormitory."

"Ah?" On the first day of the first day, he didn't react and looked at him.

"It's a matter of whether or not to fall in love with whom to fall in love," Zhou Chunyang said. "Just know it yourself, don't tell anyone casually."

"Well," Chu nodded a little, and asked again after thinking about it, "Then you..."

"I didn't mean to say it," Zhou Chunyang said, "I was forcibly exposed by that idiot Wang Min."

First sighed.

"There are so many people like that. Even if our dormitory can coexist peacefully, it won't protect others. Look at Wang Min, you must know that you too... After that, it will be endless with our dormitory, and a homophobia will develop. The squad is here, how are you going to live today?"

The first day smiled, but soon felt that couldn't laugh anymore.

"It's okay to live in your own heart," Zhou Chunyang said. "Some things don't have to be approved by others."

At the beginning, he used to be full of panic about these things because of Wang Min's almost excited reaction. don't know since when he seemed to forget these things. Maybe it was Zhou Chunyang's calm and indifferent attitude, maybe it was because his love for Yan Hang was full. He smashed his mind and squeezed all these fears out.

It wasn't until now that he thought about it again that he suddenly came back to his senses, and he was already the "dead gay" he was most afraid of at the beginning.

Although he tried hard to tell himself that there was nothing, it was difficult to really be like Zhou Chunyang.

Just thinking about it now, in fact, many things are like this. Just like Zhou Chunyang said, if you know it, just accept it. You don’t necessarily need to say it out loud to let everyone know, and you don’t need to let everyone understand yourself. .

Yan Hang stood beside the trash can outside the staff aisle, smoking a cigarette and resting.

As the Chinese New Year approached, he was so busy that he had a strong urge to resign. He was so old, and he had never been so persistent in any job.

If he hadn't been thinking about going to the back kitchen, he might have really quit.

Last week, the manager of another restaurant talked to him. He was also the foreman. The treatment and working hours were better than now, so he didn't think about it.

He is still thinking about the back kitchen, and he is familiar with it here, so he has a better chance of going to the back kitchen.

"Xiaoyan." Manager Tang called him from behind.

"Well," Yan Hang responded, turning his head, "Are you looking for me?"

"Just chat," Manager Tang walked up to him, lit a cigarette, and stood side by side with him, "I just came out to get some air."

"Go to the trash can for ventilation." Yan Hang said.

Manager Tang laughed: "Hey."

"Is there any work for me to do?" Yan Hang asked. Manager Tang usually doesn't come here to smoke. He has an independent office, and he can smoke as soon as the window is opened.

"You and Xiao Wang are already so busy," Manager Tang smiled, "How dare I arrange work, two such capable foreman, I'm afraid I'll be tired and leave."

Yan Hang smiled and said nothing.

"What's more, there is a guy who has never wanted to be the foreman," Manager Tang looked at him, "is that right?"

Yan Hang lowered his head and pinched his cigarette: "It's not that I don't want to do it, it's just that I prefer the back kitchen... I will work hard for the foreman's work every day on the job, and it won't affect me."

"I know this. I thought you would do it first as a foreman, but it turned out to be very good, and I couldn't change it for a while." Manager Tang said.

"Just tell me, what kind of character do I have, I'm still going around with me." Yan Hang knew that Manager Tang must have some arrangements, maybe he knew that someone had come to dig him before.

Manager Tang laughed: "I have always remembered that you wanted to go to the back kitchen, and I really wanted to let you go there when I had the chance, but you have to wait for Jin Ling to come back, and Jin Ling's work may be rearranged. Then I'll see if I can let you go to the kitchen."

"Okay." Yan Hang nodded without thinking.

"I'll try my best to arrange it for you. The replacement must start at the lowest level, but you have a foundation," Manager Tang said. "I see if you can arrange an assistant or something."

"Thank you Manager Tang," said Yan Hang, "I wish you an early life."

"It's nerve-wracking," Manager Tang pinched off the cigarette and patted his shoulder with a smile, "Work hard with peace of mind, I'll help you think about going to the back kitchen if I promise."

"Well." Yan Hang smiled.

When he was about to get off work, Cui Yi called and said, "Go grab some New Year's goods when you have time."

"Do you think I'm free?" Yan Hang sighed.

"I'll just say it casually," Cui Yi said. "There must be an opening statement on the phone call."

"I always thought the opening remarks were 'Hello'." Yan Hang smiled, "I'll let the first graders go grab it. They have the last subject in their final exam today, and they'll be fine after the exam."

"How did you spend the New Year this year?" Cui Yi asked.

"I don't know yet. I haven't arranged a class with Sister Wang yet. I still don't know whose class is in the evening. She said she would go," Yan Hang said, "I think of her as a girl, she is still there anyway. Fight, especially man."

"We can go to your restaurant to reserve a table," Cui Yi said, "how about the first day of the new year?"

"He wants to go home to see his grandparents," Yan Hang said, "if I leave, then..."

"Then you can accompany him back." Cui Yi said.

"Then how pitiful you are, I think of a foolproof plan." Yan Hang said.

"Please give up on me, I've been alone for so many years," Cui Yi said, "it's annoying to be with you, and I have to shoot a gun."

Yan Hang thought of how Cui Yi ran wild with firecrackers last year, and couldn't help but be amused for a while.

"There's one more thing," Cui Yi said. "I wanted to talk about it after the New Year, but if you want to go out during the New Year, you should pay more attention."

"Huh? Is there any news over there?" Yan Hang immediately asked.

"The cripple who attacked you has not been found," Cui Yi said, "but one of the people who had contact with him may be suspected. That's all I know. I'll tell you when there is more news."

Yan Hang frowned: "That's at least two people?"

"Yes," Cui Yi said, "but it's not certain whether the lame one has anything to do with what happened back then. He might just be a helper."

"Understood," Yan Hang hesitated, "does his father have any clues on the first day of the first year?"

"No," Cui Yi said. "There are two places in the case, and there are many difficulties, and it is impossible for people to reveal more."

"It's hard work for the police uncle," Yan Hang sighed, "I hope they can... catch the suspects Chu and Yan as soon as possible."

"I recorded it, and I will play it for Yan in the future." Cui Yi said.

Yan Hang laughed: "Damn."

Every time took out the key to open the door of Yan Hang's house on the first day of the new year, had a wonderful and pleasant feeling.

Not only because this is Yan Hang's home, but also because there is more and more of his own breath here. There are a few pieces of his change of clothes in the closet, a toothbrush prepared by Yan Hang for him next to the washbasin, and his slippers.

Although it is only a rented house, it will make him feel much happier than returning to his own home.

The final exam was over today, and the dormitory building was gone in an instant.

People who go to the building during the winter vacation are much more lonely than those who went to the building during the National Day. The National Day holiday is more about the holiday itself. During the winter vacation, everyone thinks about "reunion".

So on the first day of the first year, he quickly packed his things and fled with the army, for fear that he would be the last one to leave.

He has no home to go back to, but at least he can stay with Yan Hang.

"How was the test?" Yan Hang called to ask about the situation before he got off work.

"I've never done so well in the test," the first day answered truthfully, "I think I can get full marks in the majors and majors."

"It's so powerful," Yan Hang said, "it's a bulldog now, very good."

"It's still dirt, dog," said the first day of the first year. "The bulldog is long and not good-looking."

"The local dog can't look anywhere, it's stupid." Yan Hang said.

"Dogs are cute," said the first day.

"You were really cute two years ago, puppy," Yan Hang clicked his tongue, "Now, do you still have the nerve to describe yourself as cute?"

"Excuse me." Chu Yi said.

"...Okay, sweetie," Yan Hang said, "I'll bring two meals back from the restaurant in a while, and after I finish eating, I'll go buy some New Year's goods for Lao Cui. You still have to go to the coffee shop today, right?"

"Well," the first day responded, "there are still five days."

After hanging up the phone, lay down on the sofa on the first day of the first day, took out phone and looked back and forth.

What he sees the most now is Brother Xingtian's Weibo.

Since the last time, little brother Xingtian accidentally showed his face, he has changed from a defunct food anchor to an internet celebrity. Seeing the increase in the number of fans every day, he will be surprised on the first day of the new year, thinking that there must be a crazy lady for him. Bought powder.

But the comments are still interesting.

He likes to watch the little sisters talk, they are very cute.

-Today is the first few days since I disappeared after showing my face, lovesickness made me lose my memory

-Brother Xiaotian, please show up, let's pretend we didn't see your handsome face, okay?

- yes , in our hearts you are a handsome guy without a face

- short for shameless handsome guy

- Brother Xiaotian! Be as caring as I am, put the mask on for you

I looked at the picture posted below and laughed for a long time on the first day of the first day. On that day, many people took a screenshot of Yan Hang’s face when he showed his face, and then there appeared various coding pictures, mask coding, and puppy coding. , code with love...

I saved a lot in my mobile phone.

Yan Hang was very handsome the moment he showed his face that day, although his face was a little confused because the scarf suddenly slipped.

Looking sexy.

Yan Hang not only has beautiful eyes and hands, but also has a beautiful mouth. In the first year of junior high, he likes to look at the little pointy point in the middle of his upper lip, and every time he sees it, he wants to lick it.

The ladies said it was lip beads.

It sounds sexy.

……what.

Put down the phone and stare at the lights on the ceiling.

It was probably too warm in the room, and could react when looked at the lights.

He sighed.

An idea that has been bothering him for months and has always wanted to practice but has never been able to do it because he has no guts and no chance to practice it came up again.

He glanced at the small alarm clock on the table, there was still time before Yan Hang returned.

You can try it.

But he was embarrassed.

Although he doesn't know what's embarrassing about it, everyone in the dormitory can beat it up, but he still feels embarrassed.

He sighed again, pulled up his pants, and turned his head towards the back of the sofa.

He smelled the familiar breath of Yan Hang.

It is Yan Hang's clothes.

Yan Hang is a person who doesn't like to tidy up. He often throws his clothes on the sofa casually. Now he is wearing a sweater and cardigan in front of his nose.

He buried his nose in it and took a breath.

It has the smell of Yan Hang, as well as the faint perfume smell that he often uses.

On the first day of the first day, he closed his eyes and put his hands into his pants.

When Yan Hang opened the door with two sets of steaks, he heard the sound of something colliding in the room.

He suddenly became nervous, pushed open the door, and shouted, "June 1!"

"Ah!" The first day of the first year also shouted in response to him.

At the same time, he saw the back of the first day across the coffee table and rushed into the toilet.

Just like when saw the lame man rushing over in the hospital, he was able to walk smoothly.

Before Yan Hang could see what was going on, he had already closed the toilet door with a bang.

Yan Hang was stunned by the door with the steak for several seconds, then he closed the door, put the steak on the coffee table, and walked to the toilet door.

There was no movement inside.

"Dog?" Yan Hang knocked on the door twice.

"Go away." Chu Yi said inside, with firmness and ruthlessness in his voice.

Yan Hang was stunned: "You let me go away?"

"Yes." The first day answered with certainty.

"Your uncle." Yan Hang said.

"No." Chu Yi said.

Yan Hang was inexplicable, but he didn't speak any more, just stood outside the door and listened.

After a few seconds, there was the sound of water, which sounded like the sound of rubbing towels or washing clothes.

The industrious long-term worker decided to fly into the toilet to wash the clothes the moment the master came back.

How amazing and inspiring.

The owner stood outside the door with his arms crossed, suddenly feeling that he had guessed what had happened.

Then just wanted to laugh a little.

But because there was no final decision, the master held back his laughter, ready to laugh enough after a while to confirm.

About two minutes later, the lock on the toilet door rang.

Yan Hang took a step back.

But the door did not open directly, but opened a crack, and then saw the head of the first grader sticking out from the inside.

When I saw him, my eyes suddenly widened: "I knew it!"

"Know what?" Yan Hang asked with a smile.

"I know you didn't! Go away!" Chu Yi glared at him.

"I'll ask you, I want to come back like you," Yan Hang said, "You're outside, will you go away?"

Looking at him on the first day of the first day, he replied after a while, "No."

"That's fine," Yan Hang said, "I have to make sure you're all right?"

"I'm fine," Chu Yi put his hand on the door, "Go away."

Yan Hang saw at a glance that the hand holding the door on the first day of the first year was holding something, which was a small ball of washed clothes.

That's right, underwear.

Yan Hang gritted his teeth and held back a smile, then turned back to the living room.

Before he could go to the sofa and sit down, he heard the sound of running behind him, accompanied by a loud roar from the first day of the first year: "Don't look back!"

Yan Hang didn't look back immediately, only after hearing the footsteps of the first day of the first year to the bedroom door, he tilted his head slightly, and saw the bare legs of the first day of school.

He was holding not only the washed underwear, but also a large pile of grey, which should be washed sweatpants.

Yan Hang fell onto the sofa, took his clothes and covered his face and started laughing wildly.

He didn't want to laugh out loud for the first year to hear it. After all, the first day was thin-skinned, and it was very embarrassing for the first year to be smashed by someone on the spot.

But he couldn't help it.

After covering his clothes for a long time, he finally suppressed his smile.

When he threw his clothes aside, he found the first day standing in front of him with his brows furrowed.

The pants have been changed.

"Eat." Yan Hang pointed to the big pocket on the coffee table.

"Yeah." On the first day of the first day, he frowned and carried the bag to the dining table next to him, then took the dishes from the kitchen, and put the steak and side dishes in it.

After setting it up, he turned his head and glanced at Yan Hang, his brows still furrowed: "You can eat."

Yan Hang went to wash his hands and sat down at the table.

On the first day of the new year, he sat across from him and started eating without saying a word.

After eating for ten minutes, he glanced at Yan Hang's face: "Why did you reply today, so early?"

"I came back in the manager's car today," Yan Hang said. "It just so happened that he was going here for business."

"Oh." Chu Yi responded.

After a while, he glanced at Yan Hang's face again: "Look, are you here?"

"Yeah." Yan Hang nodded.

After the movement of Chu Yi's hands stopped for a while, he stretched his voice and sighed.

"It's alright," Yan Hang said, "it's all gentlemen, this kind of thing is normal, if you don't feel good, I'll tell you to come and watch it next time I'm masturbating."

On the first day of the first day, he didn't say a word, and continued to bow his head and eat frantically for a while.

It wasn't until after eating and packing up, and going to the supermarket with Yan Hang to help Cui Yi buy New Year's goods, the first day of the first year of the first year finally eased.

"Don't remember this, this thing." Chu Chu whispered.

"What's the matter?" Yan Hang asked.

"Very good." Chu nodded slightly.

Yan Hang smiled, put his arm on his shoulder, and poked him twice in the face: "I'll go back with you during the new year and have a look."

"Really?" Chu Yi turned his head sharply.

"Well," Yan Hang nodded, "but we can only go on the 29th, my 30th and the first day of the new year have vacations."

"The first day." The first day smiled.

"The first day of the new year," Yan Hang poked him twice, "then I asked my colleague to help book the plane ticket, and the hotel. You have nowhere to stay when you go back?"

"Well," Chu Yi sighed softly, "I want to go home and take a look, then go to my grandfather, who will be home for thirty children."

"Okay," Yan Hang said, "then you have to book a hotel near your grandfather's house."

"Doing, dreaming," glanced at him at first, "only a brigade, a hotel."

"A hotel is a hotel," said Yan Hang, "I used to slept in the shop with my dad."

Smile at first.

Going home is actually a little bit of anticipation for the first year of junior high school.

He prepared red envelopes for the Chinese New Year for grandparents and grandparents. He also bought gifts for his aunt’s family. He also prepared money for Coach He. He also bought a string of wooden beads for Coach He, which are not very valuable, but Coach He likes to go to Wear something on your hand.

He wanted to see everyone happy because of his gift.

However, for the people in his family, he did not prepare gifts, but just packed red envelopes. For grandma, cash may be more meaningful than gifts.

"Is this a small bag for your own?" Yan Hang asked.

"Well, just underpants," said the first day of the first year, "no clothes for two nights."

"Okay," Yan Hang nodded and stuffed a sealed bag into his bag, "Then I will also have two pairs of underwear."

"Toothbrush bristles, where are the towels?" Chu Yi asked.

"Go and buy it again, I don't want to bring it." Yan Hang said.

"Aren't you going to go to the back and cook," said the first day of the first year. "The money for the back cook, is it less? A prodigal game, a gadget."

"Shut up." Yan Hang said.

When went out, was a little excited on the first day of the new year. It was nothing to take a plane, but flying with Yan Hang would still make him excited.

He handed the small bag to Yan Hang, and carried the large bag with various gifts on his own.

"Wait for Cui Yi at the door," Yan Hang said, "he will arrive in about twenty minutes."

"Hmm." The first day jumped.

"Cold?" Yan Hang looked at him.

"Joy," jumped again on the first day of the first day, and sang like a sutra, "I'm a little dog, I'm really happy today..."

"Next time, you can sing on the live broadcast. I guess you will become popular immediately after singing." Yan Hang said.

The first day of the first year did not speak, but smiled and tutted.

There was no one else on the street. The two of them stood under the tree next to the gate of the community. It took several minutes for two cars to pass by, and there were probably less than five pedestrians.

"They're all home." On the first day of the first day, he leaned on Yan Hang's side.

"Well," Yan Hang leaned against the tree, "I discussed what to eat with Lao Cui at this time last year."

"This year, he is alone," said the first day, "will he be lonely and lonely?"

"He said he's used to it," Yan Hang said. "I guess he's used to it. He is usually alone."

"Give it when you come back, bring him a little..." Before he finished his words in the first day of the first year, a shadow swaying around the corner of the community wall made him turn his head sharply.

This is the third time, and the man's swaying posture because his legs are a little lame has almost been engraved in the mind of the first grader.

Before he could ask Yan Hang if he had seen the shadow, Yan Hang had already threw the bag in his hand to the ground and rushed over there.

On the first day of the new year, he reacted immediately, followed by Yan Hang and rushed over there.