I didn't know this old Zhang family girl at all on the first day of the first year, but looking at the old Zhang family girl, it seemed that should have met, probably when he was a radish-sized dog.

"You boys are really tall," the old Zhang family girl said as she walked with his bag on her back. "When you went to your grandpa's house for Chinese New Year two years ago, you were not taller than me."

"Ah." Chu Yi responded.

He can't even chat with the girl on WeChat, and this face-to-face face-to-face is even more impossible, but although he can't remember his family, he is still an old neighbor. There it is.

So he searched for a long time, and finally found a sentence, which was quite important in his opinion, not a polite nonsense at all.

"What's your name, what's your name?" Chu Yi asked.

The old Zhang family girl suddenly turned her head and glanced at him, with a shocked and embarrassed expression on her face: "You don't remember my name?"

It's not that don't remember.

It is simply not known.

Sorry.

"My name is Zhang Ying," the old Zhang family girl said with some disappointment, "the name is too common, I can't remember it."

"Remember." Chu Yi said.

Zhang Ying glanced at him and smiled again: "You are graduating next year, right?"

"Yeah." Chu Yi replied.

"Do you want to stay there?" Zhang Ying said, "Hey, it's good, how beautiful the seaside is."

"Yeah." At the beginning, he nodded. Originally, he had to say these two sentences twice, but Zhang Ying finished it once, so he saved his troubles.

"Then..." Zhang Ying should be trying to find a topic, "You guys are studying auto repair, are there any girls?"

"No." Chu Yi said.

The conversation didn't go on very well. On the first day of junior high, felt very sorry for Zhang Ying, so couldn't help but look back at grandparents.

Zhang Ying was probably embarrassed too, so she looked back and walked over: "Grandma, let me help you, it's a little slippery."

"It's okay, it's okay," Grandma said with a smile, "I'm pretty neat on my legs."

On the first day of the first day, I gave up the idea of ​​helping my grandfather in the past. The girl used to help me with one, and I followed the past with another. It was a bit inappropriate. If my grandparents thought they had any thoughts about Zhang Ying, I would be very depressed.

He had to walk alone with the box in front of him.

Fortunately, the station was not too far from home, so he walked firmly, going faster and faster.

When I got to my grandfather's house downstairs, I happened to bump into my father. As soon as I saw him, my father was stunned: "Where are your grandparents?"

"After..." On the first day of the first year, he turned around and found that he had thrown the three people behind him at some point, "They walked slowly."

"Aren't you embarrassed?" Dad took his suitcase and whispered, "Your grandma thinks that you don't have any friends, just when the old Zhang family girl came back for the Chinese New Year and talked about you, saying that she was almost old, she thought Let you make more friends..."

"Neither do I, I don't know her." Chu Yi also whispered.

"Yeah, I said don't do this, and your grandmother didn't listen," Dad walked back. "It's like this when you're old, so you can worry about it."

Smile at first.

When was walking behind father, saw the white hair on father's head on the first day of the first year.

He was stunned.

Dad was only in his early 40s, and he was acquitted last time. When they met, Dad's hair was still black. It hasn't been a while since he had white hair...and there were quite a few, on the top of his head and the back of his head. The edge, and the temples.

On the first day of the first day, he sighed softly: "You dye, dye your hair."

"I bought a hair dye," Dad said. "I haven't even bothered to do it yet. My hair turned gray early. It's up to your grandfather."

The first time did not speak.

When got home and put luggage away, grandparents entered the house.

As soon as she entered the house, her grandmother sighed: "This child on the first day of the first year, really, threw the little girl away and left with a swoosh, like a ghost."

"I don't, I don't know her." Chu Yi also sighed.

"You'll get to know me if you just chat," said grandma, "you didn't have any friends with that character before. Later, I saw that you were very close to Wuxing, and I was thinking that this child can have friends, so I wanted to let you know. Make some more friends..."

Five stars is that a friend?

Five stars are not friends!

The five stars are his boyfriend, the baby is incredible, can he compare with the average person...

"At least you have to be a boy," Dad said. "You suddenly grab a little girl, how can you make friends in the first year of junior high."

"Now you have to learn a little bit," Grandma continued to sigh, "You said that this child will go to work next year, and when he grows up, he should talk about friends and get married. Where can he find a wife with this character."

"You can just worry about it," Grandpa laughed. "It's only 18 years old."

"I only have this grandson, can I not worry about it," said grandma. "If I had known how many more children were born at the time, we would only have one child at that time."

Grandpa and grandma went into the kitchen to prepare the dishes while chatting. On the first day of the first day of junior high school, they walked around the house. Grandpa and grandma only had two rooms here. Every time they came, he would squeeze into the same room with his parents.

Now that there is no mother, he lives with his father. It sounds more spacious, but don't know why, but feel a little uncomfortable.

Maybe he has really changed a lot, and things that he would never have thought about or cared about before can now be noticed.

"It's just the two of us now, you don't have to build a folding bed," Dad followed, "It's good."

At first glance at Dad, he didn't say a word. He took out the dried seafood from the suitcase, and Dad took it to the kitchen and gave it to grandparents.

After a new quilt from the first grandmother was laid, Dad entered the house again and sat on the chair next to him and watched him.

After a long time, he sighed: "Do you have any news about your mother?"

"No." Chu Yi said.

"I don't know where to go," Dad said. "Even if you want to get a divorce, you have to come back."

I didn't know what to say on the first day, so could only be silent.

"The dog has gone home to see his grandparents." Yan Hang stood on the balcony railing, holding a mobile phone in his hand, and patted the lights in the distance, "I have to celebrate the New Year alone this year."

- touch your head

- I'm alone too, accompany you

- Hug Xiaotian brother

- When will the puppy come back?

"In the third year of junior high," Yan Hang said, "Cai Fan has to come back to work and earn money."

- Brother Xiaotian's cannons are more densely placed than ours.

- I also have a lot of guns here, so I can't hear the sound of the live broadcast.

- It's such an exaggeration to release it before it's 30 years old, but we have banned it here, and released it secretly

Yan Hang set his mobile phone to the farthest and brightest building, so far he hasn't figured out where it is, watching the young ladies chatting on the screen.

It used to be almost like this. He occasionally said a few words, and then watched the ladies and sisters chatting. Except for the occasional hands-off when cooking, the ladies and sisters would blow up. The old-fashioned anchor Fan Er.

- Brother Xiaotian, won't you cook something to eat today?

- don't talk about food, i'm hungry

- i didn't eat

"The security guard downstairs is going to set off fireworks," Yan Hang looked down and pointed his phone downstairs. "This security guard raised a hedgehog, but when he grew up, he found a wife and ignored him."

-hahahahahahahahahahaha very depressed security brother

- Hedgehog has never been live broadcasted, someday let's see Hedgehog

- hibernate now

- Are hedgehogs still hibernating?

Yan Hang patted the fireworks set by the security guard downstairs. The fireworks of the security guard were quite bright, and they were rich in color and quantity. It would take ten minutes before they were all over.

"Watching TV." Yan Hang quit the live broadcast and stretched out.

I went back to the house to take a shower and came out. There was a message from the first day of the new year on my phone.

-Are you tired today

- It's alright, seem to be used to it every day, how are you doing?

-It's good, but it's a little embarrassing to be in the same room with my dad at night, there's nothing to say

- wasn't that the case before

- Well, but he used to talk to my mom, I was alone

Yan Hang smiled and called Chuyi's phone.

The first day of the new year over there quickly picked up the phone, and the voice was very serious and cold: "Hello."

"Hang up." Yan Hang said.

"Don't, don't," Chu Chu said in a low voice, panting from his voice, he probably ran to the upstairs terrace, "My dad was here just now, and I'm not comfortable at the side."

"Your father-son relationship is really true." Yan Hang sighed.

"There's no way, so many years, it's been like this," the first day of the first year also sighed, "I can't find anything, I can't talk to him, talk to him."

"After drinking a few cups, we can talk." Yan Hang said.

"Drinking a few cups, he will fall, but he talks a lot." Chu Yi smiled, thinking about it and lowering his voice, "My dad is white and has hair."

"Your father is not very old, right?" Yan Hang said, "I guess it's quite sad for a while."

"Well," replied the first day of the first year, "have you been at home with Uncle Cui tomorrow?"

"Yeah," Yan Hang said, "We're just going to have something to eat. I still have to go to work on the first day of the new year."

"Think, me?" Chu Chu asked in a low voice.

"Yes," Yan Hang laughed, "come back soon."

"I will go back on the third day of the junior high school. I will come back. I figured out that next year, I will pick up my grandfather and grandma, and I will take it over. It's a new year," said the first day of junior high school. "I won't use it, I will run back."

"Also," said Yan Hang, "and let them see your current situation, so as not to worry about whether you are doing well or not."

"Hey," Chu Yi sighed, "I'm so worried."

"What's wrong?" Yan Hang asked.

"Today, I brought the neighbor's daughter and daughter to pick me up," said the first day, "I don't, I don't know."

Yan Hang was stunned for a moment: "A blind date? What are the customs in your place, blind date for minors?"

"No, no," said the first day of the first year. "My grandmother told me to learn to get along with girls and girls."

"Why do you want to get along with girls?" Yan Hang clicked his tongue.

There was no sound on the first day of the new year, and he sighed again.

"I'm afraid you won't be able to get a girlfriend and get married in the future," Yan Hang also sighed, "The old lady thinks so far."

"Are you angry or angry?" Chu Yi asked.

"Why am I angry?" Yan Hang smiled, "it's none of your business, and your grandma didn't do anything."

"Or..." The first day seemed to be making up his mind, and after a while he could be heard gritting his teeth, "I told them, it's okay."

"What?" Yan Hang was stunned.

"I'm not getting married," said the first day, "I want to live with five or five stars."

"Don't," Yan Hang said quickly, "It's a big New Year's Eve, don't say this, you still don't let the old man celebrate the New Year."

"...Then what, what should I do?" said the first day.

"Let's talk about it later, how old are you," Yan Hang said. "No one is forcing you to get married right now."

"Oh." Chu Yi responded.

Yan Hang didn't speak any more, listening to the breath of the first day of the first year on the phone, a little dazed.

He was very moved. On the first day of the first year of the first year, he hardly thought or hesitated about this matter, although even if he hesitated, even if he did not dare to say anything, it was normal.

But the first reaction of the first day is to say.

The little ass is pretty fierce.

After chatting a few words with the first day of the first year and hanging up the phone, Yan Hang lay down on the sofa and turned around with his phone.

gay.

He had never thought about this question before the first day of the new year.

Dad is missing, and he doesn't have anyone who needs to come out.

But now Dad is there, and with Cui Yi speaking, he doesn't even have to wait to meet Dad.

There shouldn't be any pressure to come out to Dad. Dad is a person who seems to be able to accept everything, and he is quite used to him. If he really knows, he probably won't have any objections, at most he will be surprised.

It doesn't matter if you object.

Yan Hang bit his lip as revenge for leaving him without saying goodbye and not being a competent father in some respects for more than ten years.

That's right.

Yan Hang snapped his fingers.

Then took out the phone.

When he said "I love you", he was robbed of his lines on the first day of the first year, which made him very upset. This time he can easily lead.

- when are you going to see my dad?

Yan Hang sent a message to Cui Yi.

"I'll go there tomorrow, not to talk about cases, but to chat for a while," Cui Yi, a middle-aged man who doesn't like to type, voiced over, "I'll take you there if you have any questions."

-Tell him I'm fat, otherwise I'll bring it after the new year

"What else?" Cui Yi asked.

Yan Hang took the phone and turned around a few more times, then quickly typed a line and sent it to Cui Yi.

- i want to come out with him

Less than a minute later, Cui Yi's phone called.

Yan Hang answered the phone: "Hello?"

"The first day of the first year?" Cui Yi asked immediately.

"...Why did you react so quickly?" Yan Hang was stunned.

"I saw that something was wrong with you two," Cui Yi said. "It's been lingering all day long."

"Don't be so disgusting." Yan Hang clicked his tongue.

Cui Yi was silent for a few seconds and then asked, "Is it true? Don't make fun of your uncle about this."

"No kidding," Yan Hang cleared his throat, "Really."

Cui Yi was silent, as if thinking.

"Uncle Cui, you said," Yan Hang put his legs on the coffee table, "Can my dad accept this?"

"He doesn't accept bullshit, and it's not his decision," Cui Yi said. "You don't have to worry about whether he accepts it or not."

"Then can he?" Yan Hang asked.

"Yes," Cui Yi said, "your dad has never seen anything, old fox."

"Well," Yan Hang smiled, "then after the New Year, you can help me with a message for him, I will write a letter, and you can bring it over to show him. In fact, I also thought about saying it face to face, but I In a hurry, and I also feel a little embarrassed, he used to take me to eavesdrop on other people's corners and listen to men and women."

"...your family, Yan Zhiyuan, is really unique." Cui Yi was speechless.

"Uncle Cui," Yan Hang said, "can you accept it?"

"Yes, what can't you do," Cui Yi said, "especially if your dad can't accept crying and crying, I can still watch a play on the side."

Yan Hang smiled and said nothing.

"Why don't I bring the letter to show him tomorrow," Cui Yi said. "How about a bad year for him."

"Are you two really buddies?" Yan Hang said, "Is it true that he cheated on you, are you waiting for an opportunity to get revenge now?"

"It's not a buddy," Cui Yi said simply, "he won't be a buddy when I want to watch a play."

"Fuck." Yan Hang smiled.

"Don't worry," Cui Yi said, "I'll see the situation."

"Well, thank you Uncle Cui," Yan Hang said, "I'll cook you a big meal tomorrow."

Yan Hang gave Cui Yi the letter to his father.

The letter was written like the last letter Dad left him.

It was wrapped in a letter, and inside was a piece of paper torn from a notebook, with a few simple words written on it.

I have a boyfriend.

However, Cui Yi said that he was going to watch a play, watching his father cry and cry, but Thirty'er went to the detention center that day, and he still didn't mention it. Got a large New Year's red envelope.

Cui Yi probably still felt that it was more appropriate to let his father know after the New Year.

Although Yan Hang felt that no matter when he told his father about this, he was not under any pressure, but he was still slightly relieved when he knew that Cui Yi didn't tell his father on New Year's Eve.

After all, it's a big thing. If Dad really can't accept it, it's really a bad year.

This year has gone by like a year, and Yan Hang arrived at the airport almost two hours ahead of schedule.

It took almost three hours of silence before finally saw the information about the arrival of the plane on the first day of the first day of the school.

"I'm out!" The first day of the first day called.

"I've been standing here for three hours at the exit," Yan Hang said, "My legs are thicker for two laps."

"I'll give it to you in a while, you pinch your legs." Chu Yi said with a smile.

"It's not enough to squeeze your legs." Yan Hang clicked his tongue.

"Large, public," said the first day, "control one, a little."

"Hurry up," Yan Hang said, "run out."

"Okay." The first day hung up the phone.

In less than two minutes, Yan Hang saw the first day of the first day running out of it all the way.

Although the days were like years, Yan Hang still felt that he could endure it in the past few days, and it was not too difficult, but when he saw the first day of the new year dragging the box and running out with the wind, he suddenly felt that his whole body was transparent.

The mood rose, even the pores were opened, and a fresh breeze was fanning out together.

On the first day of the first day, he stopped abruptly when he was still two or three meters away from him, and then slid over on the smooth ground.

"Damn it," Yan Hang looked down at his shoes, "What kind of shoes are you so non-slip."

"My grandfather gave me the running shoes I bought from the stall on the ground." The first day of the first day couldn't help laughing. "I fell once a day, and I didn't dare to follow him. I told him."

Yan Hang followed him happily for a long time, and then stretched out his arm: "Come and hug."

He hugged him on the first day of the new year, tightened his arms very hard, buried his face in his neck, and took two deep breaths: "Xiang."

Yan Hang tilted his head and quietly kissed his ear: "Do you miss me?"

"Think," still buried in his neck on the first day of the first year, "I can't think of it, I can't, I'm afraid of talking in my sleep, calling your name, my dad listens and hears."

Yan Hang smiled: "As for it?"

"As for," said the first day of the first year, "unlike you, you still carry it behind your back, live broadcast behind my back."

"You already know this." Yan Hang said.

"I saw it, it's here." Chu Yi said.

"Have you seen it?" Yan Hang was stunned.

"Well," Chu nodded slightly, "I haven't, I haven't watched it on my phone, I've seen you live."

"Then you didn't bubbling." Yan Hang snorted.

"Your live broadcast is real, it's so boring and boring," the first day of the first year also snorted, "There's no such thing as bubbling **."

"Then what the hell do you have?" Yan Hang asked.

"... Guess." Chu Yi said.

"You're a girl, I guess," Yan Hang patted his butt, "Let's go, the car is outside, Lao Cui has to go out later, and he has to return the car to him."

"Wait a minute, a minute." Chu Yi said.

"What's wrong?" Yan Hang asked.

On the first day of the first day, he gave him a light push: "Wait for me to calm down."

"Fuck," Yan Hang felt some kind of high fighting spirit, "Are you holding back?"

"Yes." Chu nodded.

It was not so easy to get excited at first. On the first day of the first day, I closed my eyes and focused on the abnormal noise of the engine on my back.

After all, it was not a day or two to be fooling around with Yan Hang.

But he couldn't prepare for the information he found out for himself some time ago. The moment he saw Yan Hang, all of them blossomed, and they were all splendid.

After counting dozens of faults and troubleshooting methods, the first day of the first year finally calmed down and let go of the arm that had been holding Yan Hang.

"Okay?" Yan Hang squinted at his crotch.

"Okay," jumped twice on the first day of the first day, "go."

Back downstairs at Yan Hang's house, Cui Yi was already waiting downstairs. When he saw that he got out of the car on the first day of the first day, he took a red envelope and handed it over: "Happy New Year to me."

"Uncle Cui, happy new year, good luck." Chu Yi said with a smile.

"Take it," Cui Yi put the red envelope in his hand, "this year, you will be preparing for an internship and going to work. I wish you a smooth job and a gold medal."

"Thank you, Uncle Cui." The first day of the first day happily accepted the red envelope.

He was a little surprised that the red envelope was very thick, but he was too embarrassed to open it in front of Cui Yi and look at it.

It wasn't until Cui Yi drove away that he and Yan Hang entered the elevator together, and then he quickly opened the red envelope: "Why is this, so thick, all in one piece?"

Yan Hang smiled and said nothing.

"Damn it!" After opening the red envelope and looking at the thick stack of 100 yuan, he was shocked on the first day of the first year.

"That's right," Yan Hang said, "I'm so old this year, you must be like me."

"Why?" On the first day of the first year, he was still surprised. His relationship with Cui Yi was definitely not as deep as Yan Hang and Cui Yi.

"I'll tell you later," Yan Hang stepped out of the elevator. "If you talk about this, it will delay the business."

"What's the matter?" Chu Yi followed him.

Yan Hang took out the key to open the door, turned around and dragged him into the house, kicked the suitcase aside with one foot, and then kicked the door closed with one foot, then grabbed his clothes and lifted it: "Luck the dog."

The breathing paused for a second in the first day of the first year. When Yan Hang's hand touched his trousers, he hugged Yan Hang, gnawed, kissed, touched and licked Yan Hang into the bedroom.

"Don't play dogs." Chu Yi gasped.

"Huh?" Yan Hang looked at him.

"I want to become an adult." Chu Yi said.