Uncle Yan's case is finally going to court, although Cui Yi means that there is basically no problem, and Mr. Liu has already prepared well, but it is a murder case after all, not to mention Yan Hang, I was so nervous that I wanted to shiver. Besides, he was a very nervous person.

However, in order to stabilize Yan Hang's mood, he has always been very calm and calm, and he didn't even delay to ask his father about renting a house. He also asked Yan Hang to help him. He wanted Yan Hang to feel that everything was business as usual and wanted to be separated. Get his attention.

Yan Hang said that if the trial went well, Uncle Yan would be able to come out after a while, and on the first day of the first year, he hoped that he could wait until the time to pick up Uncle Yan calmly.

"What grade of room are you going to rent for him?" Yan Hangwo was on the sofa holding his cell phone and slowly swiping.

"It's fine for a one-bedroom," said the first day of the first year. "He can't live in a very, very big place by himself, and the location is not too big, so don't be too particular about it."

"You don't have a dormitory after graduation," Yan Hang looked at his phone, "Will he let you live with him?"

"I'm not going," Chu Yi didn't even think about it, "I'll come, come here."

Yan Hang looked up at him with a smile: "My place is just a one-bedroom."

"I don't, I don't occupy the land," said the first day of the first year, "I'm still the owner of the money, and I'll pay you the rent."

"That's fine." Yan Hang nodded.

"Then," the first day suddenly remembered, "Uncle Yan..."

"If it was before, he would definitely live with me," Yan Hang said. "Now that he knows our relationship, he will definitely find a place to live by himself."

"Oh." On the first day of the first year, I suddenly felt guilty. For so many years, Uncle Yan and Yan Hang had never been separated before the accident. They always came and went together and rented a room to live together.

Now that suddenly come out of the detention center, can no longer live with son, how sad.

"My dad," Yan Hang put his foot on his back, "I don't know if he can settle down. He has never settled down in his life. Well, maybe you're not used to it yet."

"Is he still going to run around?" The first day of the first year turned his head, "The murderers are... caught and caught."

"His way of life has been like that for so many years. I wasn't used to it when I first came, not to mention him," Yan Hang sighed, "he doesn't have anything to worry about now."

"Oh." Chu Yi also sighed.

Uncle Yan is really a prodigal son.

It's not easy to find a house for my father. Yan Hang and his former colleagues are too big to inquire about. He can't afford the rent for this kind of house.

After tossing for a few days, Master Jiang from the auto repair factory helped to ask about a one-bedroom apartment, but the location was slightly off. This problem was not a big deal.

"Come with me, let's go together." Chu Yi looked at Yan Hang.

"Okay." Yan Hang nodded.

The day of leaving the court is getting closer and closer, and Yan Hang is less and less like to move, nesting in the sofa or holding a book on the bay window, but sometimes his eyes will stay for a long time, and at a glance, he will know that he is in a daze.

Apart from taking him to see the house on the first day of the new year, he couldn't find any suitable way to divert Yan Hang's attention for a while.

Of course, he still has a big move, but the mood of the two of them is not very good now, and the big move is afraid that the effect will not be satisfactory...

"The interior of this house is very good," the landlord opened the door. "I just renovated it last year. Everything is new and can be used."

On the first day of the first year, Yan Hang followed the landlord into the house. It was indeed quite new inside, and the walls were still white.

"There's nothing I can do about the outside floor. After all, it's an old building," the landlord said. "But the surrounding living facilities are complete, and it's very convenient to live. There are supermarkets and vegetable markets."

"Yeah." At the beginning, he nodded and went into the kitchen to take a look. Although this kitchen is not big, it is still very good compared to the original kitchen.

There is only such a small area in the house, and after less than ten minutes, there is nothing to see.

At first glance, Yan Hang took a look.

"I think it's okay," Yan Hang said. "It's not too far from the bus stop just now."

"Yes, the station is near, and there are two trains to the city," the landlord said. "It's quite convenient."

On the first day of junior high, he had no experience in renting a house. Yan Hang said yes, and he felt pretty good, so he signed an agreement with the landlord on the spot, paid the money and got the key.

Before leaving, the landlord explained which supermarket had more daily necessities.

"It's quite suitable for your dad to live here alone," Yan Hang turned around again, "Even if you bring someone back, it will be enough."

"Bring someone?" Chu Yi looked at him.

"He's only in his early forties," Yan Hang said. "It's normal to find a girlfriend."

"...Not yet, divorced." Chu Yi said.

"Your mother is missing," Yan Hang patted the back of his head, "but let your dad do whatever he wants, you can't control it."

"Yeah." Chu nodded slightly.

My mother said that she was going to get a divorce, but since her father was arrested and disappeared, she has never been seen again, and her father left her like this. It is not unusual to find another girlfriend.

On the first day of the first day, sighed. In this world, families like theirs don't know if there will be a second copy.

After coming out of the rented place, Yan Hang stretched out, took out his phone and checked the time: "Let's turn around and go back."

"Okay," nodded immediately on the first day of the first day of the new year, and Yan Hangneng took the initiative to transfer him to him and heaved a sigh of relief, "Where are you going?"

"Look at the real estate." Yan Hang smiled.

"What?" Chu Yi was stunned.

"It's quite far. It's expensive to take a taxi. Take the bus," Yan Hang said. "I read on my phone yesterday that Sister Wang said that there is a new building in the suburbs, which is very cheap."

"House inspection?" The first day of the first year finally understood, and pointed his finger back and forth between himself and Yan Hang, "We two? Look at the house?"

Yan Hang laughed: "What's the matter, I didn't let you buy a house when I saw the house, can you be a little bit of a gold master?"

"Look, what to look at," Chu Yi waved his hand, "I'll buy it for you."

"That's right," Yan Hang nodded, "That's it."

When I was sitting on the bus going to the said cheap real estate, I couldn't help but ask: "Why do you suddenly want to see the house?"

"I don't know," Yan Hang said. "Just when the landlord brought it to introduce it, I thought... I can't tell what I feel, it's very interesting."

"Ah." The first day looked at him, not understanding what it meant.

"I will subconsciously look at the house, what to put here, what to put there, a picture should be made here, and potted flowers can be put there, but when I think about it, this is not my own house, and I feel like a loss after all this tossing."

"So just fake it, pretend to buy a house, and have fun," Chu nodded, "I understand."

Yan Hang smiled and said nothing.

This building is probably in the suburbs, so not many people came to see it, but it basically took up all the little girls who sold the building.

It is estimated that they don't seem to be able to buy a house right away, so no one greeted them, which made the first year of junior high school feel a little embarrassed.

Yan Hang was very comfortable, he first took him to look at the sand table, then picked a building that he thought was good, and went straight over.

The building was still under construction, and the doors were not installed. The two of them directly entered the set they were optimistic about before.

"There is also a small yard on the first floor," Yan Hang said, "you can grow something."

"Delicious?" The first day asked.

"...Can you still do it?" Yan Hang glanced at him. "Your grandfather, an old man, grows flowers. You, an eighteen-year-old boy, want to grow vegetables."

The first day smiled: "That kind of flower."

After entering the house, Yan Hang turned around: "The apartment is a bit similar to that of Lao Cui."

"Uncle Cui's house, did you buy the house?" Chu Yi asked.

"Well, it's still easy for him to buy a house," Yan Hang said, "unlike my dad, who has lost his life in this life."

"Each has its own way of living," said the first day.

Yan Hang turned his head and smiled: "Yes."

I can look at the house for two hours, which was unexpected before the first day of the new year.

Yan Hang took him around upstairs and downstairs. Originally, he only thought that Yan Hang wanted to watch it, so he accompanied him to watch it. After turning around for a while, he suddenly understood why Yan Hang wanted to watch it.

It's amazing.

Although I can't afford it, every time I see a house, I can't help but think, if this is my home, what kind of structure would I want? Arrangement, how to design various spaces.

This kind of imagination will make people full of expectations and yearning.

For a few moments, on the first day of the first year, they thought that this was his and Yan Hang's house, and the next second after they negotiated, they would move in.

He couldn't help laughing for a while.

But thinking about not knowing when this wish will come true, felt a little disappointed and sighed.

"Are you going crazy?" Yan Hang said.

"Ah," Chu Yi rubbed his nose, "I want to buy, buy a house."

"Buy a car first," said Yan Hang, "Choose what you can do with hard work and realize it first."

"Should go to the car, the car show!" The first day of the first year clapped, "The car show!"

The auto show is only large-scale after the National Day, and it is still some distance away from the National Day.

And from now to the National Day, there are still many things in between.

For example, Yan Hang has to do research, for example, if he wants to graduate, he also needs to do research, and his father has to come...

And most importantly, it's time for court.

Cui Yi chatted with Yan Hang two or three times to determine if he really didn't go to the audition.

Yan Hang's decision was not to listen.

"You really don't listen?" Chu Yi asked.

"I dare not listen." Yan Hang said.

"You still don't dare, what's the matter?" On the first day of the first day, he took his hand and squeezed it gently.

"Well, I'm not humble, I'm really cowardly about this," Yan Hang leaned back on the sofa, "I really don't dare."

"Then why don't I, I'll go and listen," the first day of the first year thought about it, "then tell, tell you?"

"No, you have to accompany me," Yan Hang said, "squatting at the door of the court."

On the first day of the first day, he was stunned: "The door?"

"Well," Yan Hang turned his head to look at him, "I dare not listen to it, but..."

"I want to take a peek." Chu Yi said.

"Old Cui said he might go through the main entrance, maybe he can take a look," Yan Hang said, "I just wanted to... see what my dad is like now."

"Handsome," said the first day, "handsome."

Yan Hang looked at him for a while and laughed: "You are really dedicated to your work, you bastard."

On the first day of the new year, I leaned over and kissed him on the face a few times: "Then I will squat with you, squatting at the door."

Cui Yi went one day earlier than the two of them. When the first day of the first day and Yan Hang arrived the afternoon before the court session, Cui Yi had already booked a room for them at the hotel where he was staying. The hotel was very close to the court, and it took about 20 minutes to walk there. .

"I haven't, I've never been here." On the first day of the first year, he lay on the window sill of his room and looked out.

"You still grew up here," Yan Hang leaned against the window and lit a cigarette, "Have you been working on those two streets of your house all the time?"

"There are more than two streets," said the first day of the first year. "Go to school, go to the vegetable market, and also have a shopping mall. There are seven or eight streets."

"Then I underestimate you?" Yan Hang said with a smile.

"Yeah." Chu nodded.

"Didn't you tell your father, your father and the others about coming back?" Yan Hang asked.

"I didn't say it," said the first day of the first year, "My grandfather and the others paid it back. It's okay, my dad knows it. I'm afraid he will be embarrassed and embarrassed."

Yan Hang was smoking a cigarette and looked into the distance.

"Do you want to have dinner with Uncle Cui Liu and Teacher Liu?" asked the first day of the first year.

"No," Yan Hang patted him, "they don't have time to talk to us tonight, we'll eat whatever you want in a while."

He had nothing to eat. Maybe he grew up here. In the first year of junior high, he felt that no matter what kind of food, it was quite normal. Especially in this situation, he probably wouldn't have any appetite if he put a roasted whole lamb in front of him.

Not to mention Yan Hang, when he was smoking the second cigarette, he forgot to light the cigarette.

"Forget it, don't smoke anymore," Yan Hang took two puffs and pinched the cigarette, "Go eat."

When the street of the hotel was quite lively, the two of them walked along the street for a while, found a restaurant, and had a tasteless meal.

I didn't even feel full or not.

I pressed my stomach on the first day.

"Aren't you full?" Yan Hang asked immediately.

"No," the first day of the first year was very moved by Yan Hang's ability to notice his small movements for the first time under such circumstances, "I'm just right, make sure I eat and don't eat."

"Why are you more nervous than me?" Yan Hang smiled.

"I originally wanted to pretend, pretend to be calmer and calmer than you," Chu Yi sighed, imitating Yan Hang and putting his arm on his shoulder, "but I'm still too young to pretend."

"In the future, such shameless words can only be told to me quietly," Yan Hang looked at him up and down, "I'm almost taller than me, and I keep saying that I'm small, and my face is so big that I'm still small."

"Smaller than you," said the first day of the first year, "you can say that I am small. I am small and cute."

"Pick you." Yan Hang looked at him.

"I'm big and cute." The first day changed his mouth.

"...Okay." Yan Hang sighed.

Yan Hang didn't fall asleep that night, and naturally he couldn't fall asleep on the first day of the first day. When Cui Yi called Yan Hang in the morning, they had been sitting in the room for almost an hour.

"Old Cui said that he and Mr. Liu went over in a while." Yan Hang said.

On the first day of the new year, I stood up suddenly: "Then let's go, go, go, go..."

"Go, go," Yan Hang sang as he watched him with a smile on his lips, "Go to September 9th..."

"This kind of old, old people can only sing songs," the first day of the school tutted, "you can."

"Let's go," Yan Hang stood up and jumped on the spot, "Go and observe in secret."

"When does time start?" Chu Yi followed him out of the room and asked in a low voice.

"I'm not sure, I said that I have to bring someone from the detention center first." Yan Hang seemed to want to find something to change into, but he squatted in front of his bag and touched it for a long time but found nothing. "I brought someone to the court. after……"

On the first day of junior high, he reached out and took a T-shirt from his bag and put it in his hand.

Yan Hang glanced at him.

"Xiao Hanghang is not nervous, nervous." On the first day of the first day, he kissed his forehead.

"Well." Yan Hang smiled.

On the first day of the new year, he reached out to hold his face again and rubbed it back and forth: "Relax."

"Yeah." Yan Hang tilted his head and rubbed his lips against his palm.

When they got to the door of the court, the surroundings were very quiet.

No one could be seen, but two people in the building walked down the steps, looking peaceful.

No, it was either peaceful or very solemn. Every time passed the court on the first day of the first year, would be inexplicably nervous.

Don't know why.

Even if this one is not very big, there is no other high-level court.

There was no place to stay near the court. Yan Hang took him into a tea shop, which was opposite the court. Through the glass, he could clearly see the movement near the gate.

The boss served them a pot of tea while introducing the tea.

However, Yan Hang was obviously absent-minded, and the boss glanced at the opposite side: "Is someone who I know going to court today?"

"Well," Yan Hang retracted his gaze, "Let's buy tea later, that's all."

"It's alright," the boss smiled, "drink first, it doesn't matter if you don't buy it."

"Thank you." Chu Yi said.

The boss got up and walked away, sitting on the rocking chair on the other side and drinking tea slowly.

The waiting time was very long. It was almost nine o'clock when they arrived. Cui Yi said that it would not be so early, because they had to pick someone up, and they probably had to wait for a while when they arrived.

At the beginning of the first day of the first day of the new year, imagined what it would be like if saw Uncle Yan, would Yan Hang fly all the way, shouting the old fox, and then Uncle Yan turned back and burst into tears.

Later, he stopped thinking about it, feeling that his imagination was a little too lacking and too bloody, especially when he grabbed Yan Hang's hand, he found that Yan Hang's hand was cold, and he suddenly thought nothing of it.

He held Yan Hang's hand and rubbed it desperately.

It was almost ten o'clock, and Yan Hang couldn't sit still. He could feel it on the first day of the first year. He and Yan Hang stood up at the same time, walked out of the tea shop quickly, and walked towards the opposite door.

After crossing the street with the first day of the first year and walking to the door of the courthouse, Yan Hang felt that his steps were a little empty.

If Dad knew about this, don't know how he would laugh at him, wouldn't he just take a look at someone, and he would be so nervous...

After registering, he took a few steps inside, when he suddenly grabbed his arm on the first day of the first year.

Yan Hang turned his head and saw a round of court cars coming in from outside the gate. He immediately settled on the side of the road.

Although Cui Yi said that it is possible to aim at people, Yan Hang has always made two preparations in his heart, visible and invisible.

When he saw the car approaching at this moment, he guessed that he could see it, and suddenly he was a little breathless.

How long?

More than two years?

Still three years?

Still more than a year?

No, how could it be more than a year...two years? three years?

The car stopped in front of the steps of the court building, Yan Hang stared at the door, subconsciously grabbed a hand to the side, grabbed the hand of the first grader, and squeezed it tightly.

"Ah ah ah." Chu Chu shouted twice in a low voice.

He heard it, but didn't let go.

The door opened, and the bailiff came first, followed by... the suspect.

Yan Zhiyuan.

With only half of the back of his head, Yan Hang could recognize that this man was his father.

His hair was cut short. In the 20 years he had known his father, he had never seen him shaved so short.

Dad and the bailiff walked down the steps together.

Yan Hang felt a little dizzy in front of his eyes, like a layer of fog, but he could still tell from the way he was walking that he should be wearing handcuffs, so he couldn't see clearly under his feet, and he didn't know if there were shackles.

At the moment when he was about to go in, Dad suddenly made a decision.

On the first day of the first year, suddenly felt that admired the tacit understanding between Yan Hang and Uncle Yan. Even in this situation, the two of them could still synchronize.

At the same time that Uncle Yan turned his head, Yan Hang turned his back to the building.

And he didn't react to anything, just staring at Uncle Yan.

From a distance, he couldn't see Uncle Yan's expression at all, but in less than a second when he turned his head and turned back, he felt as if he could see the smile on the corner of Uncle Yan's mouth.

After standing in the same place for a long time, on the first day of the first year of the first year, he pulled out his hand that felt like it was about to be broken by Yan Hang, and threw it a few times.

Yan Hang looked at him: "Go in?"

"Yeah." Chu nodded slightly.

When Yan Hang spoke, there were still very indistinct tears in his eyes. After he finished speaking, he blinked and returned to his usual appearance.

"He's wearing the clothes I bought for him, that T-shirt," Yan Hang said. "Don't you have to wear the clothes of the detention center for court now?"

"It should be no, no need?" said the first day.

"It's a pity," Yan Hang said, "I can't laugh at his ugly clothes, but I can laugh at the handcuffs."

"Yeah." Chu Yi smiled and nodded.

"I have also changed my hairstyle. It is estimated that it was pushed by a fader," Yan Hang said. "He doesn't like hair that is so short.

On the first day of the first day, he didn't speak and looked at Yan Hang.

Yan Hang said a lot more, commented on Uncle Yan, and speculated on what kind of expression he would have during the trial.

No matter his tone or demeanor, Yan Hang looked relaxed.

But on the first day of the first day, after listening to his endless series of words, knew that he was not easy. Even after he said it for so long, he didn't even change his posture, and was always the same as when he just turned around.

"Yan Hang." The first day interrupted him.

"I think it's time... eh?" Yan Hang stopped.

"It's all right," said the first day, "it will be smooth, smooth."

"Yeah." Yan Hang finally moved, lowered his head and stomped his feet lightly.

"When he first came in," Chu Yi said, "he smiled at us, laughing at us."

"Really?" Yan Hang raised his head.

"Ah," Chu nodded, "I see."

Yan Hang looked at him, and after a long time, he clicked his tongue: "It must be a meaningful smile... You were so frightened when you saw my mother's monument last time, but you didn't kneel down when you saw my father. what?"

"Ah!" The first day of the first year was stunned, "This is a meeting, parents!"

The author has something to say:

Let’s talk about it today. I asked around if I can see people outside the court building. There are lawyers and prison guards, but their opinions are different. So this should still be different in the courts at all levels.

So for the sake of the plot, still want Brother Hang to take a look at his father, after all, haven't seen each other for a long time ⊙▽⊙.