When Yan Hang came out of the shower, he sat on the sofa on the first day of the first day, carrying a sleeve in one hand.

"Are you sick, do you play with the ones you've used?" He tore off the towel that was draped over his head and drew it, "Is it fun?"

"I just wanted to ask," he didn't hide on the first day of the first day, so he slapped his shoulder. "No, you can't throw it in the toilet, right?"

"Just throw the trash can," Yan Hang said, "Have you never seen your son so concentratedly and a little reluctant?"

"Huh?" Chu Yi looked at him.

"Why don't we go downstairs and dig a pit for them to bury?" Yan Hang said, "Sprinkle some flowers and give you five minutes to cry."

"Throw the trash, the trash can will be seen, right?" The first day of the first year was a little worried.

"Is your name written on it?" Yan Hang asked.

On the first day of the first day, he sighed and threw the cover into the trash can.

"Sleep." Yan Hang yawned and entered the bedroom.

On the first day of the first day of the new year, simply took a shower and jumped on the bed, hugging him.

"Isn't it hot?" Yan Hang pulled his arm away.

On the first day of the new year, I took the remote control of the air conditioner and pressed it: "It's not hot."

"Crazy!" Yan Hang glanced at the temperature on the air conditioner, 19 degrees.

"I'll pay for the electricity, and the electricity bill." The first day of the first year laughed twice.

"Go to sleep, you won't go to work tomorrow?" Yan Hang said.

"You're really old, young," Chu Chu whispered, "You can't do it once, can you?"

"Boom, bumble," Yan Hang said, "sooner or later I'll kill you."

The first day of the first year of the first year laughed happily: "Why, what are you doing?"

Yan Hang didn't speak.

dare not say.

He suddenly said that he didn't seem to know that the fact that the two men could use condoms was not the shocking secret that they were holding condoms.

There was no further questioning on the first day.

He breathed a sigh of relief and closed his eyes.

"Actually," whispered a little hot air from the back of his neck on the first day of the first year, "it's nothing special to use a condom, a condom, a special feeling, ah."

"Yeah." Yan Hang responded and became nervous again.

The dog has grown up and opened the door to a new world. There are so many fucking problems.

Curiosity is fucking scary.

"Why do you wear, wear a condom, and rub?" Chu Yi asked again.

Yan Hang ignored him.

"Do you want to clean up for the better?" The first day of the first year continued to ask, "Or..."

Yan Hang threw away his arm and sat up, turned around and slapped him a few times, and slapped his voice while shouting: "I told you to check it yourself! Check Baidu! Check Google! Check yourself and check yourself. Check! I'm not an encyclopedia! Encyclopedia!"

"Don't check," on the first day of the first year, he wrapped his arms around his waist, dragged him back to the pillow and lay down, and then put his legs on him to tie him tightly, "it must be very yellow."

"Where did you come from, Bu Huang?" Yan Hang clicked his tongue, "Do you think your parents will have you when you shake hands?"

He didn't speak on the first day of the first day, he grabbed his hand and shook it, then put his lips to the back of his neck and tutted a dozen times: "Sleep."

Yan Hang closed his eyes, not feeling sleepy.

Today's daily dog ​​licking is quite exciting, except for the very exciting action of wearing a cover and the slightly strange visual effect after wearing it and the psychologically different effect... When I put it on him on the first day of junior high, he almost wanted to say With a muzzle, he gritted his teeth and didn't say anything.

He had been sleeping poorly before, but after being stimulated like this again, he was no longer drowsy for the time being.

"Yan Hang." On the first day of the first day, he called again from the back of his neck.

Yan Hang didn't say a word, he couldn't hold back his curiosity about the new world at the beginning of the year.

"Who do you think made it, invented it, roll up the cover, put it on," Chu Chu whispered, and after a pause, he added, "Okay, check it yourself... Forget it, it must be very yellow."

Uncle Huang.

Yan Hang closed his eyes and clenched his teeth firmly, not opening his mouth after being beaten to death.

After a few minutes, the curious dog finally lost his voice, his breathing slowly slowed down, and he fell asleep.

I don't know if it was because of stimulation. They both overslept in the morning and got up half an hour later than usual.

Yan Hang still had enough time, so he made himself a yogurt toast.

Seeing the unused condoms thrown on the sofa, he put them away in the drawer of the bedside table.

As soon as he saw this, he felt that he was going to have evil thoughts in his heart.

Although he feels that it is normal for him to have evil thoughts at his age, and there is nothing wrong with evil thoughts, but after all, the first day of the first year is too stupid... Simple, he still hopes that he will not treat himself as an encyclopedia, move his fingers, and seek the truth by himself. , grow up silently, and come to talk to him when he is mature, in order to alleviate his guilt of "seducing minors".

The time arrived at the hotel today was about the same as usual, but as soon as arrived at the back kitchen, received a call from the boss.

"You make the main dish today." The boss said.

"What?" Yan Hang was stunned.

"There's something wrong with me at home," the boss said. "I'm going back now, and I'll be back tomorrow."

Yan Hang didn't ask any more questions, and answered directly, "Okay."

"I have already told the front office that the menu will be changed today," the boss said.

"Understood." Yan Hang replied.

"This is an opportunity," said the boss. "Don't embarrass me."

"Well." Yan Hang responded.

The boss's main dish is his secret weapon. Of course, it is impossible for Yan Hang to do it for him, so he can only temporarily change the menu.

Yan Hang has no signature dishes. He is a novice assistant after all, but if he can carry ordinary dishes without making mistakes, it is indeed a good opportunity.

No one in the back kitchen has such an opportunity for two or three years.

He took a breath and went to the front hall first.

He is not familiar with other foremen, but today is Sister Wang, which is also his luck.

"There won't be a problem here, don't worry," Sister Wang said, "This opportunity has to be seized."

"Well." Yan Hang smiled.

"Maybe you can see your dish on the menu next year," Ms. Wang whispered, "Come on."

"Thank you, sister." Yan Hang stretched out his hand.

"Oh, are you annoying?" Sister Wang smiled and shook hands with him.

Back in the back kitchen, the atmosphere was a little tense.

But for Yan Hang, the atmosphere doesn't matter, he just does his part.

Starting with the side dishes, he has to do it all by himself.

"Brother Hang." Someone whispered hello behind him.

"Huh?" Yan Hang turned his head and saw that it was Xiao Hu.

Xiao Hu has been in the back kitchen longer than him, but he is not very old. Because he is too honest, he has been in the lower level of the back kitchen.

"Want to help?" Xiao Hu asked.

Yan Hang hesitated for a second, then nodded: "Thank you."

As long as he is not a fool, Xiao Hu's thoughts can be seen. If it was someone else, Yan Hang would not necessarily accept this "help", but Xiao Hu was quite honest.

"Just tell me what you want to cook today," Xiao Hu said, "I'll prepare it."

"Okay." Yan Hang said.

Li Xiao moved a chair and sat next to a pile of old tires in the maintenance area, looking at the first day of the first year: "Have you stopped washing the car?"

"Wash." Standing in front of a car on the first day of the first year, he opened the hood and supported the front of the car while studying.

"I've been here several times," Li Xiao said, "and I haven't touched you."

"If you don't want to live, stay here." On the first day of the first day, he unscrewed the cover of the water tank, looked inside, turned his head and said to the owner of the car next to him, "The oil is in."

"Is the tank filled with oil?" the owner asked.

"Well," Chu nodded slightly, "the cylinder, the gasket is broken and needs to be replaced."

"Then change it." The owner said, "How long does it take?"

"Half a day," the first day of the first year wrote down on the work order, "to dismantle the engine, motivation."

"Are you okay?" The car owner looked at him a little worriedly, "A newbie? Don't change it for me."

I glanced at him for the first time: "Let the teacher, the master change it for you."

"That's fine." The owner smiled.

After he walked away, Li Xiao sighed beside him: "On the first day of the first year, are you out of temper?"

"What kind of temper, anger?" Chu Yi asked.

"Obviously I can't trust you." Li Xiao said.

"I haven't, graduated," said the first year, "I can't believe it, what's strange."

"...The mentality is good," Li Xiaochong gave him a thumbs up, "If there is something wrong with my car, I will call you to repair it."

On the first day of the first day, he didn't speak, he turned around and continued to work.

When he was about to get off work in the afternoon, Yan Hang sent him a message.

- dog, lick it

Seeing this news on the first day of the first day, he almost fell to his knees, but he still leaned firmly against the wall and gave Yan Hang a reply.

-Lick and lick little brother.

- I don't have time to tell you at noon, I'm cooking the main dish today, and I'm still busy tonight

-what! ! ! ! ! ! ! Really! ! ! ! !

- well, our boss can't come today

- are you tired

- I'm tired, so let me comfort you

- have you comforted?

-Okay

-Squeeze your shoulders and step on your back at night! Chef Yan!

In fact, for Yan Hang, cooking shouldn't be a particularly tiring thing. When he came back from being so tired today, he lay on the sofa and didn't move, mainly because of the pressure.

"Order takeaway." Yan Hang said.

"I ordered it," Chu pushed up his clothes and pinched it on his back, "but everything ordered is what I love and eat."

"I can do anything." Yan Hang said.

"Your back is real, it's easy to touch," the first day of the first year pinched for a while, then touched back and forth on his back and waist, "It's good, touch it."

"Shut up," Yan Hang said, "You are so touchy!"

"Do you want to touch?" The first day of the first year asked immediately.

"Go away!" Yan Hang turned sideways and kicked him, "How can a good dog learn to do this!"

On the first day of the first day of the new year, he pressed him back with a smile, and continued to knead on his back: "You knead, when you knead the dough, this is the same way, right?"

"Well." Yan Hang closed his eyes.

"Go to sleep," said the first day, "the takeaway is calling, calling you."

Yan Hang was able to fall asleep on the sofa during non-sleeping time. It was amazing on the first day of the first year. After hearing Yan Hang's low snoring, he didn't dare to continue pinching his back, for fear of waking up the ants and farting. Yan Hang will be awakened.

He took out his phone and turned the ringtone to vibrate.

Before putting it back in his pocket, the phone vibrated, and he hurriedly tiptoed to the balcony to pick up the phone. The delivery boy had already arrived at the door.

He trotted on tiptoe again to open the door.

"Hello, please check the meal you ordered." The little brother handed him the snack box and looked back at the fire stairs.

"Well, that's right." On the first day of the first day, he was afraid of waking Yan Hang, so he nodded without looking at it.

When he was about to go back to the house, the little brother took another look at the fire stairs. Maybe it was because of Yan Hang's long-term influence, he immediately felt that something was wrong and asked, "What are you looking at?"

The younger brother said in a low voice: "When I came up, someone was at your door. When I saw me, I walked away from the fire stairs... Be careful, don't be a thief who comes to step on the spot..."

Before the little brother could finish his words, the hand holding the door was pulled open at the beginning, and Yan Hang rushed out from his side and went directly into the stairs.

"You go up first!" Yan Hang shouted as he ran.

"Thank you." On the first day of the first day, he nodded to the younger brother, but he didn't care about anything else, so he rushed into the corridor, and Yan Hang was already chasing down.

There were only two floors above, so he rushed through the first day of the first year and saw no one on it, so he turned around and started running down.

If the younger brother came up, that talent ran, such a high floor, whether it is the elevator or the stairs, should not have gone out by now.

Yan Hang might catch up.

But Yan Hang just woke up, and everyone is still confused at this moment. He rushed out like this, don't know if he could catch up, and would there be any problem if he caught up?

I was a little anxious on the first day of the new year, and wished could just punch a hole in the floor and slip out.

In terms of running, whether it's running on flat ground or running stairs, the first pair of Yan Hang's admiration was very strong, and he just couldn't catch up with Yan Hang.

When he ran out of the fire escape to the first floor, he couldn't help shouting, "Yan Hang!"

He was afraid that Yan Hang would chase him out alone.

"Here." Yan Hang's voice came from outside the building.

"How is it?" On the first day of the first day, he ran out and saw Yan Hang standing beside the small garden outside the building.

"I didn't catch up." Yan Hang frowned.

On the first day of the first year, he saw the security guard coming from the side, and asked Yan Hang in a low voice, "I want to adjust, adjust the monitoring, control?"

"Don't worry," Yan Hang said, "go upstairs."

"Your food was delivered upstairs just now, why did you come down again?" the security guard asked when they saw them.

"Take it," Yan Hang nodded. "After taking it, come down and take a walk."

"Oh." The security guard nodded with a smile.

After returning home, Yan Hang lay down by the window again and looked out from the gap in the curtains for a while.

"Anyone?" Chu Yi asked.

"I didn't see any strange people," Yan Hang sat beside the table and opened the takeaway box, "Let's eat first, I'm starving."

"Could it be Yan, uncle?" asked the first day.

Yan Hang didn't ask him to check the monitoring immediately, maybe he thought so too.

"Thinking about it carefully, it shouldn't be," Yan Hang said. "If it was my dad, it would be impossible for the delivery boy to see him."

"Then..." The first day of the first year was completely clueless.

"If it wasn't for my dad," Yan Hang said, "this person might not have any plans to treat me. He would have known when he got up the elevator. He might have been waiting for the elevator to leave, but he didn't expect the food delivery person to come up. I was afraid that we would open the door right away, so I ran from the stairs immediately."

"Ah." The first day looked at Yan Hang.

"Let's find the property tomorrow to see the surveillance," Yan Hang sighed, "If it's not my dad, he might have to move."

On the first day of the first day, he didn't speak, he just reached out and grabbed Yan Hang's hand and squeezed it.

Yan Hang, who was able to fall asleep with great difficulty, couldn't fall asleep again.

On the first day of the first day, he hugged him and patted his arm lightly, but he could feel that Yan Hang was not sleepy at all.

"Go to sleep, silly dog." Yan Hang touched his hand.

"Not sleepy." Chu Yi said.

"I don't feel anything after a little sleep," Yan Hang said, "I'm used to it."

"It will be in the future, okay," said the first day of the first year, "now we need to cultivate, cultivate."

Yan Hang smiled, turned over and lay face-to-face with him, and kissed the tip of his nose: "Well."

"Are you still cooking tomorrow?" Chu Yi asked.

"The boss will be back tomorrow," Yan Hang said, "I don't need to do it."

On the first day of the first year, he sighed: "Give him some diarrhea, medicine."

"Don't worry for a while, there will be opportunities in the future," Yan Hang laughed for a long time, "As long as there is no mistake today, it will be fine."

"Well," Chu Yi pulled his hand to his mouth and bit him, "you cook special food, it's very delicious."

"But I have to think about my own dishes," Yan Hang said, "what others can't cook..."

"You are also very good, delicious." On the first day of the first day, he took another bite on his finger.

"...I'm so fucking convinced of you," Yan Hang pointed to the tip of his nose, "You haven't been like this last month, how can this person run on the shameless road so fast!"

"Mainly, downhill," said the first day of the first year, "just run and be fast."

"Go away!" Yan Hang pressed his throat.

On the first day of the first day, he rolled to the side twice, rolled to the edge of the bed, rolled back, and hugged him: "Good boy?"

"...Sleep." Yan Hang said.

This time, Yan Hang basically stared at it until dawn, listening to the even breathing sound of the first day of the first day, but he was not infected.

Today, won't oversleep, and it's still half an hour before the alarm goes off when wake up.

He yawned and went to the bathroom to wash his face. Before going to work, he planned to go to the property to ask about the surveillance.

After preparing all the ingredients for breakfast, Yan Hang went back to the living room, picked up his mobile phone, and wanted to tell Cui Yi about it first.

There are unread messages on the phone, it's a text message.

He opened it and glanced at it, his hand shook violently, and he almost didn't hold the phone.

- Take Choi's car to work

A very simple sentence, no title or any description.

But the amount of information is staggering.

Yan Hang stared at these words for five minutes before slowly sitting on the sofa.

My heart was beating fast, and my breathing was a little difficult.

This is the first time my dad has contacted him directly since he disappeared.

That's right.

This is Dad.

He could guess it with his nostrils.

Except for Yan Zhiyuan, it is impossible for another person to send him such a text message.

Yan Hang sat on the sofa stunned for a few minutes, calmed down, and dialed Cui Yi's number.

"Hello?" Cui Yi's voice was still confused as he just woke up.

"You and my dad," Yan Hang said, "is there any connection?"

"If I really had contact with him, when Chu Jianxin was arrested, I would persuade him to turn himself in," Cui Yi said, "what's the matter?"

"Then how could he have my new number?" Yan Hang asked.

"Has he contacted you?" Cui Yi's voice suddenly became sober and suddenly increased several times.

"I received a text message asking me to take your car to work," Yan Hang said, "Who else do you think it could be?"

"Let me take you to work..." Cui Yi's response was very quick, he didn't bother about the phone number, and immediately asked, "Is there anything wrong in the past two days?"

"Someone was at my door yesterday." Yan Hang said.

"Then why didn't you tell me yesterday!" Cui Yi was a little anxious.

"My mind is too messy." Yan Hang sighed softly.

"I'll go over in a while." Cui Yi said.

"Where?" Yan Hang was stunned.

"I'll pick you up at your door," Cui Yi said. "I'll take you into the hotel from your door... or you shouldn't go out today."

"The old fox didn't even ask me to ask for leave." Yan Hang said.

"...That's fine," Cui Yi said, "then you wait for me to come over and do it strictly according to your old fox's requirements."

"Well, send the first day of the first year to their store as well." Yan Hang said.

"Okay." Cui Yi hung up the phone.

"What's wrong?" On the first day of the first day, he didn't know when to get up, and stood at the door of the bedroom with a nervous expression.

"It's okay," Yan Hang beckoned, "Come here."

On the first day of the first day, he rushed over in two steps and sat down next to him.

Yan Hang hugged him, hugged him very hard for a while, and rubbed his chin on the top of his head several times before letting go.

"Does it hurt?" he asked.

"No," Chu Yi rubbed the top of his head, "you go down, your chin is not sharp enough."

Yan Hang flicked lightly on the tip of his nose: "My dad sent me a text message."

"What?" The first day of the first year jumped up suddenly, "Uncle Yan?"

"Well," Yan Hang pointed out the text message and showed him, "We'll both take Lao Cui's car to work in a while."

"Oh." The first day stared at the text message with shock on his face, "Did you reply, did you reply? Ask Yan, how is your uncle? Is it safe? Good, bad?"

"This is definitely not his number," Yan Hang said, "I can't receive it even after I call it back."

"...Ah." Chu Yi looked at him.

"It's all right," Yan Hang stared at the text message, "it's fine if he has news, or if he doesn't die."

Cui Yi knocked on the door on time and drove them to work.

After delivering the first day of the first day to the store, he turned around and went to the hotel. Yan Hang didn't say a word along the way.

He didn't know what to say, and he felt like he wanted to say too much.

"Let me know if anything happens," Cui Yi said. "I'm not going anywhere today, just in the office."

"Well," Yan Hang got out of the car, "are you going to watch me walk into the hotel?"

"Yes," Cui Yi nodded, "I will see you off."

"Do you think my dad is watching me too?" Yan Hang asked.

"Not necessarily," Cui Yi said. "He may be dealing with other things. It's enough for me to see you off."

Yan Hang got out of the car with a smile, took two steps and turned around: "If you have any news, let me know as soon as possible."

"Definitely." Cui Yi nodded.

At the kitchen's morning meeting today, Yan Hang was named and praised. Although there was only one sentence, he could still feel the complexity in the eyes around him.

Yan Hang reported yesterday's situation to the boss and went to the locker room to change his clothes.

He sat on the stool, closed his eyes and took a deep breath, adjusted his emotions, and by the way, begged God to bless the old fox so that nothing would happen.

It was very calm until noon. Cui Yi contacted him twice to ask about the situation, and everything was fine.

The news of the first day of the new year was about half an hour, and Yan Hang could imagine his frowning and worried expression on his face.

- all right

- it's okay, don't worry

This conversation slips down like a copy-paste.

Until the afternoon, Yan Hang breathed a sigh of relief and went to the bathroom. There should be no major problems with no news for such a long time.

He washed his face, ready to rest for a while.

Just came out of the bathroom, before taking two steps, the phone in his pocket vibrated.

Yan Hang's heart suddenly tightened, and he quickly took out his mobile phone. It was Cui Yi's number.

"What?" he asked when he picked up the phone.

"Are you resting?" Cui Yi asked.

"Yes," Yan Hang's voice trembled, "what's the matter?"

"Yan Zhiyuan surrendered." Cui Yi said.