Yan Hang is really a person who seldom cries. Compared with his sore nose when he has nothing to do, he always felt that Yan Hang was really strong in the first year of junior high. Uncle Yan was a calm old fox, and Yan Hang was a particularly strong little fox.

Only in the few cases where he could not control his emotions and cried, would he feel that Yan Hang was not as strong as he showed.

He's just very good at hiding and disguising.

On the first day of the first day, squatted in front of the tombstone, the surroundings were very quiet, there were occasional birds chirping, and a few unknown insects could be heard.

Apart from these, there was no sound, not even Yan Hang's cry.

But he could feel the hand on Yan Hang's back, and Yan Hang was indeed crying.

There was no sound at all.

He just sat on the ground and hugged his knees, his face buried in his arms.

The first meeting would not be enough for Yan Hang's current mood, so he could only guess.

After all, he didn't have such a deep relationship with his father. When he knew that his father was caught, he also had a sore nose, but more wanted to know why.

Yan Hang is different. Yan Hang and Uncle Yan have been together all the time. Although there is no fixed place, there is no home in the traditional sense, but as Yan Hang said, home is not just a name, but people and feelings. Being with Uncle Yan is home.

After Uncle Yan disappeared, Yan Hang seemed to be doing well, except that he would suffer from insomnia as before, and there was no other negative performance.

But until now, after seeing these traces of Uncle Yan.

That feeling of being lost suddenly erupted again.

Uncle Yan had no news for so long, but suddenly found that he had a recent photo of Yan Hang in his hand.

He didn't know whether Yan Hang felt wronged, relieved, angry, or missed.

On the first day of the first day, he didn't say anything to comfort him, but just kept his hand on Yan Hang's back.

He couldn't find anything to comfort him, and he didn't feel that Yan Hang needed comfort now.

It's good to cry when you cry. You have to cry when you want to cry. Why should you persuade him not to cry?

In the first day, he hid the small objects he found in Mili back in Miri. He used to think that Uncle Yan was a very interesting person. Now, seeing these things, he felt that Uncle Yan was still a very gentle person.

He should have known about Chu Jianxin's arrest and release, and he should have known that the police had already made it clear at the time, so why didn't it show up.

On the first day, he sighed lightly.

Yan Hang cried for a very short time, at least much shorter than him.

But Yan Hang was buried in his arms and didn't raise his head. On the first day of the first year, he knew why. Yan Hang was so particular about someone who was so good at covering himself up. Of course, he wouldn't raise his head when his eyes were still red.

When the shadow of pine and cypress next to him moved from Yan Hang's body to Chu Yi's arm, Yan Hang sighed softly, raised his head, and glanced at him.

Sure enough, his eyes were no longer red, and the tip of his nose was no longer red. Except for a little mark pressed by his clothes on his forehead, Yan Hang couldn't even see in his eyes that he had cried just now.

"Let's go," he stood up slowly, resting his hands on his knees. After a while, he straightened up and stretched, "I drove back just in time for dinner."

"Well," Chu nodded slightly, "If you want to stay, leave something, let Uncle Yan, uncle know..."

"No," Yan Hang glanced at the incense burner, "He reached out and touched it and knew that someone had moved it, and it couldn't be put back in its original state."

"He can still remember, remember this?" The first day of the first year was a little surprised.

"Not sure," Yan Hang smiled, "but he often surprises me."

After leaving the cemetery, Yan Hang felt that he was also distracted by the ever-changing street scene, and his mood gradually eased up a bit.

Cui Yi shouldn't know about his father's photo, otherwise Cui Yi wouldn't let him come over, and because of his father's character, he decided to hide, so he wouldn't let anyone know easily.

"What are you going to eat?" Chu Yi asked next to him.

"Which restaurant was introduced by Lao Cui, I picked the closest one," Yan Hang said, "I couldn't find the name of the restaurant on the navigation, so I could only click on the road name. I went to see it, and he hasn't been back for many years. Maybe it's all torn down."

"You are pregnant for him, nostalgic." Chu Yi smiled.

"Well," Yan Hang gave directions and drove the car to a small road according to the navigation instructions, "After more than ten years, you can go home and be nostalgic. That supermarket and vegetable market are ten yuan. Three pairs of panties..."

"Ten yuan and five, all," said the first day, "I wear it."

"I didn't dye you red." Yan Hang clicked his tongue.

"It's alright," the first day of the school laughed, "I wear it, and the color has been fading. After washing out the hole, it will fall out. I still think it is, if it is not, I will dye it, make it with dye, ah, there is no cloth. "

Yan Hang laughed for a long time: "Hey, he grew up in a big city anyway, and the quality of life is not as good as that of children in the mountains."

"It's alright now," said the first day of the first year, "the underwear is all striped and tattooed."

"That's mine." Yan Hang said, "Have you ever bought it yourself?"

"If you don't agree, you can wear me, mine," said the first day of the first year. "Ten yuan and three, and it won't fade."

"Go away." Yan Hang looked out the window, "Look at the sign on the side of the road, that restaurant is called bro."

"Yeah." On the first day, he looked out the car window.

A street passed by, and there was no restaurant called "Brothers Good", but there was a grocery store called "Brothers Good", which was quite big. There are slippers and sandals, which blocked the signs by the door, and only saw a good word at the first glance.

"Go and ask." Yan Hang parked the car on the side of the road.

The two got out of the car and walked to the door of the grocery store. The lights were not turned on, the light was quite dim, and it was difficult to see if anyone was there.

"Ah!" On the first day of the first day, he shouted.

Yan Hang looked at him inexplicably: "Do you think there are voice-activated lights here?"

"What do you want to buy?" An uncle came out.

"Someone." Chu Yi said.

Yan Hang was very convinced by this way of greeting him.

"Hello, uncle," Yan Hang greeted the uncle, "I want to ask..."

The uncle stared at him and kept looking at him. He was a little embarrassed, and he almost couldn't say anything: "Has your store been open here all the time?"

"Yeah," the uncle still looked at him, "for decades."

"Then you know there used to be a restaurant here called the brothers, right?" Yan Hang asked.

"This is where I am," the uncle pointed to his feet. "Brothers are good restaurants. When they are old, they can't bear the fatigue, so they will not open."

"Oh," Yan Hang was stunned, "You also opened the restaurant? Now it's changed to a store?"

"Yes," the uncle looked at him and asked hesitantly, "Is your surname Yan?"

On the first day of the first day, he turned his head and glanced at Yan Hang, but Yan Hang was also stunned: "Yes."

"You look so much like your father, I recognized it right away," said the uncle. "It's exactly the same."

"My dad always came here to eat before?" Yan Hang asked immediately.

"I have to come back every few days," the uncle raised his head proudly, "I will never forget the pork ribs and sauce duck here."

"Does he come with a friend or... with my mother?" Yan Hang asked a little difficultly. The word "my mother" was really unfamiliar to him.

"Your mother should have come here once or twice," the uncle thought for a while. "I haven't come back since then. Your father always comes here with his friends, Xiao Cui, I remember."

"He is Lao Cui now," Yan Hang said, "he gave me your address here."

"It's a pity I'm late," the uncle smiled, "I can't eat now."

"Yeah." Yan Hang sighed, a little disappointed.

"Your parents and Xiao Cui, are you okay? It's been more than ten years since I've been there, and I can still see other old diners often, but they haven't seen each other since." The uncle said.

"It's all good," Yan Hang said. "It's not easy to come back once you're far away."

"That's right," the uncle nodded. "After more than ten years, the sons of young people are all young people."

Before leaving here, Yan Hang took a picture of the uncle, and took a picture of him and the good shop behind him.

After returning to the car, he sent the photo to Cui Yi.

- Uncle still remembers Xiao Cui and Xiao Yan

A middle-aged person like Cui Yi usually doesn't type a reply, so he just replied with a voice.

"Fuck," he said.

Yan Hang started the car, drove the car off the road, wandered around the street, waiting to find a delicious nearby restaurant on his mobile phone on the first day of the new year.

"Well," said the first day of the first year, pointing to the phone, "the restaurant is applauded, it's delicious."

Yan Hang smiled: "Okay."

"I'll buy a gift, a coupon." Chu Yi said.

"...I'll treat you." Yan Hang sighed.

"You can give, give me cash," said the first day, "the original price."

"Go away," Yan Hang clicked his tongue, "navigate over."

This restaurant is called delicious, the decoration is also very good, the waiter smiles very hard, and the three-cup chicken is very good.

It's just that the portion is small. After eating a plate of three-cup chicken on the first day of the new year, I sighed: "I said it's quite cheap, so it's so small."

"Normal people are enough," Yan Hang said. "They are designed for normal people."

"Our dog," said the first day, "it's not enough, apply again, and ask for another set."

"Do you want anything else?" Yan Hang asked.

"What is that, what?" At first glance, he glanced at the table next to him and asked in a low voice, "Heap, the one that's piled up."

"Toast," Yan Hang glanced at, "it should have ice cream on it."

"I want to eat." Chu Yi said.

"Okay," Yan Hang called the waiter and ordered these two for him, "You can try it later. I'm not sure about the three-cup chicken. If you like toast, I can make it for you when I go back."

"Yeah." Chu Yi smiled and nodded.

The first one was a blueberry toast, which was delicious, and he ate two-thirds of it by himself.

"You can eat it in summer." Yan Hang sighed.

"It's long." Chu Yi said.

"Hurry up, let me see if it grows two meters long." Yan Hang said.

"As long as one meter nine, I can look down and look at you." Chu Yi patted his stomach contentedly, "Now stand up, you can look down and look down at you when you stand up."

"Can you stutter a little bit," Yan Hang said, "Which stutter do you think has so much to say?"

"I am the one who stutters the most," said the first day of the first year. "Among the people who talk a lot, I stutter the most."

"Checkout." Yan Hang stood up.

He went to the bar with his mobile phone on the first day of the new year. He probably never had a chance to check out with his mobile phone. He stared at his mobile phone carefully the whole time.

"Three or thirty discounts," said the first day of the first year, "It's really good."

Yan Hang smiled and said nothing.

"You don't need the money, use it, give it to me," Chu Yi sighed, "Sister Bai's agency fee is paid back, but it hasn't been paid to you yet."

"Yes," Yan Hang snapped his fingers, "I almost forgot."

At first glance at him.

"I will never forget others," Yan Hang put his arms around his shoulder, "I don't remember much about yours."

When came out of the hotel, it was not completely dark outside, but all kinds of lights on the street had turned on.

This kind of bustling feeling is actually not special. Whether it is at home or where you go to school, such night scenes are very common.

But for the first time, it is really different.

It was a completely strange city, the destination of his travels.

When went all the way to find Yan Hang before, saw a strange city. Besides expectations and hopes, was more nervous and confused.

It is different now. Now, because there is Yan Hang by his side, because this is the common experience of him and Yan Hang, all the unfamiliar things have become novel and beautiful.

This is not a particularly professional tourist destination, but compared to seeing all kinds of tourists, the feeling of walking slowly among the local crowd is also wonderful.

"Are you thirsty?" Yan Hang asked, "There is an ice cream shop in front."

"No ice cream, quench your thirst." Chu Yi said.

Yan Hang clicked his tongue twice: "Want to eat ice cream?"

"Think." Chu nodded.

"Go eat, go," Yan Hang patted him on the back, "I find you are really annoying sometimes."

"It's only now, I found out that it's a bit late, too late." Chu Yi said with a smile.

"Yes." Yan Hang said.

Wandering around on the street, eating ice cream, and wandering around the video game city, these are the daily lives of those ordinary classmates who were envious before the first day of the new year but did not dare to envy them.

After coming out to school, he has lived such a daily life, but now it is all different because "it's part of the trip".

He and Yan Hang even went to see a midnight movie after walking around for a few hours.

Although it is a difficult movie to see several people exit the stage in the middle and he doesn't even remember what he said.

It was a fun night.

When got back to the hotel, felt very tired. When taking a bath, Yan Hang slapped him on his leg a few times before throwing him into the bathroom.

"Traveling is so tiring." After taking a shower, he lay on the bed and spread his arms and legs, sighing with his eyes closed.

"You're too good to pass," Yan Hang said. "Whoever goes on a trip goes to another city to go shopping and watch movies."

"Let's both," the first day of the first year smiled comfortably, "I think this is just traveling, you don't need to be like other people."

"Brother Gou said it well." Yan Hang applauded him, pushed him aside, and lay down on the bed.

"Are you tired?" Chu Yi asked.

"Tired," Yan Hang said, "I am totally tired."

"Also high, be happy," the first day turned his head, "After all, I know that Uncle Yan..."

"Not happy," Yan Hang gritted his teeth, "I'm so pissed off."

Smile at first.

"The old fox doesn't know where to hide and take pictures of me," Yan Hang sighed, "I can feel that someone out of a hundred people stared at me, but I didn't notice him taking pictures."

"He taught you all of this," said the first day of the first year. "It's definitely better than you. Maybe I'll keep it. Have I left the secret recipe? It's passed on to you."

"Sure." Yan Hang nodded.

"I'll see you later," said the first day of the first year. "Tie it up and force it to confess."

"Okay." Yan Hang laughed, choked and coughed twice, "How about you come to extort a confession?"

"No, problem." Chu Yi clenched his fist.

The trip to the cemetery has been completed, and the harvest has exceeded Yan Hang's expectations. In the next few days, it can be a real trip.

But he still didn't sleep that night.

The first day next to him slept like a pig. The bed was already small, and he kept arching towards him. In the end, he simply sat up and leaned against the head of the bed.

In this way, he didn't dodge, and on the first day of the first year, he continued to squeeze over and hugged his leg.

"Fuck you, why is it so annoying." Yan Hang slapped him on the back.

In the first day of the first year, there was no humming, and there was no movement at all.

"You can't wake up?" Yan Hang patted him again.

On the first day of the new year, still slept as still as if had taken too many sleeping pills.

"Dog!" Yan Hang continued to shoot him.

On the first day, he pouted.

"Tail wagging!" Yan Hang flicked his face twice.

The first time he scratched his face.

"God sleep, you," Yan Hang sighed and rubbed his face, "It's good to have nothing to worry about."

Yan Hang is very envious of the first year of the first year. He lives a simple life and thinks about things, but he doesn't think too much, and his mood will not fluctuate seriously. After all, he grew up in such a family and has not been destroyed. A child's psychological endurance is stronger than someone like him who has always been spoiled by his father.

"Dog," Yan Hang pinched his hair, "dog, dog, GOGOGO! Alealeale..."

It is estimated that on the first day of the first day, he was really at ease. Chu Jianxin was arrested and acquitted. Although Uncle Yan, who was most worried about, was still in Shenyin, he was already sure that he was safe.

For the first time, was relieved.

Yan Hang yawned, what about himself?

In fact, it can be said that I am relieved. Even if the photo was taken secretly when he first became the foreman, it has not been long since now, not to mention that the photo is old and the edges are a little fluffy. It can be seen that it is also placed in the photo pendant. Not a short time.

Gee.

Dad actually still has this kind of girlish mind. He misses Dad so much, and he didn't expect to hide the photo in the pendant. It's okay to look at it... At most, he opened the phone and glanced.

Yan Hang didn't know when he fell asleep. When he woke up, he was already lying down, but he was hugged by the first day of the first day, and his hug was quite tight.

"Fuck, I've never seen a dog like you," Yan Hang was speechless, grabbing the arm of the first year of junior high school and throwing him aside, "Get out! No dog food today!"

After being lifted by him on the first day of the new year, he turned over and disappeared directly from the bed with a tom.

Yan Hang was stunned, and quickly sat up.

In the first year of junior high school, the reaction was faster than that of a dog. At the same time as the tom, he jumped up from the ground like a spring, and stood by the bed.

"Brother's kung fu is good." Yan Hang looked up at him.

He didn't speak on the first day of the first day, and after a long time he came back to his senses. He stared at the bed, looked at him again, and gritted his teeth and said, "You villain, bully!"

"Fuck you..." Yan Hang was very shocked, but he still looked down at the bed, only then did he realize that he had already slept on the edge of the bed. If he hadn't hugged him on the first day of the new year, he would have fallen off long ago. In bed, he raised his head again, looked at Chu and nodded, "Yes, I'm a bully."

"I, one night," took the clothes on the first day and sighed while wearing them, "I dreamed that I was hanging, hugging on the edge of a cliff, holding a stone, I didn't dare to let go, let go..."

"Fuck off," Yan Hang laughed, lying on the bed and looking at him, "You kept squeezing me last night, and I haven't settled with you yet."

"Vengeance is too strong." Chuyi threw his clothes on the bed, turned and went into the bathroom to wash.

Yan Hang laughed on the bed for a while before slowly getting out of bed, walked to the window, opened the curtains, and stretched a lot.

The sun today is good, although you must be sweating when you go out, but if you go to the scenic spots, it is more comfortable to play in the sun.

"Wash quickly! Face brush! Teeth!" On the first day of the first year, he stuck his head out of the bathroom and shouted.

"Oh shit," Yan Hang was startled and turned around, "It scared me to death."

"So no, don't be scared, how can you do it, walk the rivers and lakes," said the first day of the first year, "Breakfast coupons eight, it's past eight thirty!"

"Fart," Yan Hang said, "it might be half past nine, maybe ten."

"Let's see," came out on the first day of the new year, took his jacket, and took a look at the breakfast coupon in his pocket, "It's half past nine, how do you know, right? Oh, you are at the hotel, at work. ."

"You still have two early tickets in your pocket?" Yan Hang was so happy that he didn't know what to say.

"What about the buffet." Chu Yi said.

"Silly dog," Yan Hang hugged him and rubbed him hard on his head and back, "Do you think the breakfast buffet is the same as the one we ate in the revolving restaurant?"

"At least no, no limit." The first day of the school said firmly.

"Okay, hurry up!" Yan Hang let go of him and rushed into the bathroom, and quickly began to wash, "I will make you toss into a stingy sooner or later."

"200,000, the car." Chu Yi said.

"Okay." Yan Hang almost choked on the toothpaste.

The hotel's buffet breakfast is ok. There are porridge, noodles, soy milk, and all kinds of dumplings and snacks. In fact, didn't eat much on the first day of the new year.

"I thought you were going to eat everything on that table," Yan Hang walked into the elevator, "Ambitious."

"Leave some for goodbye, others." Chu Yi said.

A little girl in a waiter uniform walked in behind them. After entering, she asked, "Which floor are you two going to?"

"The first floor." Yan Hang said.

The little girl helped them press the button on the first floor, Yan Hang smiled: "Thank you."

"You're welcome." The little girl stepped aside and glanced at their faces from time to time.

When they got out of the elevator on the first floor, the little girl followed behind them and asked in a low voice, "Is it Xingtian?"

Yan Hang paused and turned his head.

"My God," the little girl whispered while covering her mouth, "is that right? Brother Xiaotian and the puppy!"

"...Pull it out to silence." Yan Hang said.

"No, no, don't shut up," the little girl quickly waved her hand, "I won't talk about it if I don't take pictures, I just get excited myself, I like you two very much, I think you two are very handsome, the puppy is too cute to die. now..."

Before Yan Hang could speak, the little girl had already turned around and whispered "handsome, cute and cute" all the way and ran away along the corridor.

"You are completely violent and exposed." Chu Yi said.

"Yeah." Yan Hang smiled, turned and walked towards the hotel door.

"Keep it up, it's not a god, it's a secret." Chu Yi said.

"No longer." Yan Hang moved his arms.

"Why, what?" said the first day of the first year, "I have to rely on my face in the future, right?"

"I really want to hit you," Yan Hang sighed and put his arms around his shoulder, "It will be different from before."