After saying this, the room became dead silent.

Dad's angry expression turned into shock after a few seconds. He stared at the first day of the first day for a long time without being able to make any sound, and the hand raised in the air had been raised like that without moving.

The first day did not move.

He was equally astonished that he would say such a thing.

I haven't rehearsed in mind, haven't thought about it in mind, haven't even flashed such a thought in mind, but it just blurted out.

In fact, since he was a child, his father never beat him. Compared with his mother and grandmother, he was considered a moderate. Grandpa would make inexplicable taunts. Dad just couldn't remember what grade he was in, his class number, and his class number. None of the teachers can remember how old he is...

Maybe this kind of "inattentiveness" is as damaging to a child as verbal and physical violence, but it didn't feel as strong at the time.

Embarrassed again.

On the first day of the first day, don't know how to end now, whether to continue talking, or be silent, or leave.

After being silent for a while, Dad suddenly sat down on the chair next to him with his head on his back.

He was a little flustered at the first meal, he was afraid that his father would suddenly not be able to accept crying.

"Dad..." He walked over to Dad.

"What's the matter with you?" Dad raised his head and looked at him, "Do you really have any problem with your mind?"

The first day stopped.

Dad didn't cry, his eyes were full of depression and doubts, as well as vague anger.

"My brain is fine." Chu Yi said.

"Then why do you like a guy!" Dad clapped on the table, "No wonder you were so cold to the old Zhang family girl at that time! There's something wrong with you!"

There was no sound at first.

"You said you were growing up..." Dad stopped halfway through, probably because he found that he couldn't go on with the starting point of "since childhood".

"I haven't since I was a child, no one has cared about me," said the first day of the first year, "then don't worry about it now."

Dad looked at him.

"I'm fine," said the first day, "never, never, ever."

Dad was still looking at him.

"I'll tell my grandfather about it myself," said the first day, "don't tell me."

Originally I wanted to add that you have to tell me, I will never finish, but thinking that Dad was already very stimulated, he swallowed it and didn't say it.

After saying these words, he didn't wait for Dad to speak, turned around and opened the door and walked out.

When the door was closed, he stopped again, hesitated and turned back to the house, picked up the food that grandpa brought over, opened the door again and walked out.

Sister Wang introduced a good job, but Yan Hang was not particularly interested. He felt that he needed to be quiet and think carefully about what to do next.

While chatting with Sister Wang, the door of the living room was opened, and the first day of the first year came in with two big pockets.

Yan Hang glanced at the time on his mobile phone, and was a little surprised. He hadn't eaten yet, but he had already returned from dinner with his father on the first day of the first day of the first year of the first year?

"You didn't, did you eat?" Chu Yi asked.

"No," Yan Hang looked at him, "Why are you back now?"

"I just ordered takeout," said the first day of the first year, "two servings, let's eat together."

"Yeah." Yan Hang put down his phone and jumped out of the bay window, walking up to him, "What's wrong?"

"I just told my dad," Chu Yi looked at him, "I said I like it and like Yan Hang."

Yan Hang was stunned: "Aren't you going to pick up your dad and have a meal? Why are you still talking about this topic?"

"I asked if I have a girlfriend or a girlfriend," the first day of the school frowned, "I really don't. I know what to say, so just say it and tell the truth."

"Oh," Yan Hang responded, put his arms around his shoulder, and patted his back, "Is your dad angry?"

"Well, I'm very angry," said the first day. "If you want to hit me, hit me."

"Have you hit?" Yan Hang asked.

"I didn't hit," said the first day, "I blocked, blocked."

Yan Hang clicked his tongue: "Brother Gou is awesome."

Sitting on the sofa on the first day of the first year, he sighed: "I told him not to, don't tell him, they said."

"Don't worry about your grandparents," Yan Hang said. "You still have to find a suitable way to tell the old man about it, or it will be too exciting."

"Well," Chu nodded slightly, "I don't either, I don't really want to sue them, tell them."

Yan Hang looked at him, and after a while, he said again, "Did you really tell your dad?"

"Well," glanced at him for the first time, "do you feel that this is not my style, style?"

"No," Yan Hang thought for a while, "you really have this style now, maybe it's too sudden, I was even more surprised than your dad, so I went out to pick up my dad, and came out when I came back, I haven't eaten yet. become."

"I still want to eat after I came out of the closet," said the first day of the first year, "You are in a really, really good mood."

Yan Hang laughed, thought about it and sighed again: "Actually, we are pretty good... Has Zhou Chunyang told his family about him?"

"No," the first day of the first day was stunned, "if he said it, he might be able to turn the world upside down, right?"

"Nine out of ten normal families encounter this kind of thing," Yan Hang said. "Tell Zhou Chunyang and let you know when you're ready to come out. I'm going to watch the fun."

On the first day of the first day, he laughed: "Why are you like this?"

"After all, he's the person I've always wanted to fight," Yan Hang snorted, "but now I have to be steady and can't fight, so I can only watch the fun."

"I found out that you are really blind and jealous." Chu Yi said.

"Is this blind?" Yan Hang said. "If you are really blind, you won't be able to eat it. The last video of your show was recorded by a CP fan. I haven't eaten the vinegar yet."

"I..." The first day of the first year was a little dazed, and it was estimated that he could not remember.

"Graduate soon." Yan Hang said.

"It's coming, next month, graduation." said the first day.

Speaking of which, time flies really fast. In the first year of junior high, he still remembers everything when he reported to the school, and even the shop that sells roll-up suits at the door has not changed, and now he is about to graduate.

However, compared to other people's graduation, their school graduation is quite simple. After the exam is over, they go to the school to get a graduation certificate. Even if it is over, they have performed well in the previous internship and continue to work, and the others will find their own way.

"I don't, I don't want to go to the graduation or graduation meal," looked at the notification on the mobile phone on the first day of the first year, "I am familiar with 403 and a few people."

"Go, you are not familiar with other students, are you still not familiar with the teacher?" Yan Hang said.

"Yeah." Chu nodded slightly, "and also paid, paid the money."

"Kick you to death." Yan Hang kicked him.

On the first day of the first year, he smiled, sat on the sofa and stared at his graduation certificate for a while: "I'm really done, graduated?"

"I don't want to go back after graduation and repeat for another year." Yan Hang said.

"Have you graduated, have you ever graduated?" The first day turned to look at him.

"I still graduated from elementary school, but I can't remember exactly. It seems that the school held a farewell party," said Yan Hang, "and then followed my dad."

Because of the mention of Uncle Yan, in the first day of the first year, Yan Hang was illiterate.

According to the time given by Cui Yi, Uncle Yan should have news by now. Yan Hang asked about it every other day. He wanted to go back and wait for him at the gate of the detention center on the first day of the first year.

"I'm going." In the first day of the first year, he changed his clothes and prepared to go to the graduation dinner.

"Zhou Chunyang and the others?" Yan Hang asked.

"Say five minutes to arrive, to the gate." Chu Yi said.

"Well," Yan Hang nodded, "don't drink too much, you don't have as much alcohol as you think."

"I know," Chu Yi smiled, "they want to sing at night, but I won't. I'll go."

"It's alright," Yan Hang laughed, "Go ahead, after all, you didn't make a sound when you performed chanting last time, so this time it should be heard by the majority of female classmates."

"Uncle Yan, after Uncle comes out, let's go and sing," said the first day, "I'll treat you."

"Then scared him back to the detention center." Yan Hang said.

"My temper is really, really good." The first day looked at him.

"Because you can't beat me, you have to be nicer to me," Yan Hang tutted, "Let's go, everyone will arrive in a while and you haven't left yet."

"Let's go." On the first day of the first day, he blew a kiss at him, turned and ran out.

The dog has graduated.

Although it is only a secondary school, but the diploma is harder than him.

I don't know where he left his primary school diploma... Is there a primary school diploma?

have it.

Probably, but can't remember.

Yan Hang lay down on the sofa, took his mobile phone and looked at the message Wang Qinqin had just sent.

- You really don't want to go? I've been to a restaurant. It's very professional. If you don't go, as soon as my news is released, it's really a bunch of people grabbing it.

Yan Hang smiled. He knew that the restaurant Wang Qinqin was talking about was about the same level as their hotel restaurant before.

But Yan Hang still decided not to go, he doesn't really want to go back to the same kind of restaurant at the moment.

He does have to continue to work. His sponsor just graduated today, so he can't put two people's lives on one child... even though he still has savings.

But he also needs some freshness, different types, and different working atmospheres. After all, his entire growth process is constantly changing, and there are countless freshness and excitement.

Once this habit of the environment is formed, it is not easy to change it.

He wants to give it a try before he actually finds a job he can live with.

All night he was slowly looking for local restaurants related to western food, to see if there was anything more attractive to him.

Just after nine o'clock, he called him on the first day of the new year, saying that he was going to come back after dinner.

"Aren't you going to recite the scriptures with your classmates?" Yan Hang said, "You don't have to open your mouth, just listen to other people's singing, and it's okay to be lively together."

"Forget it, Li Ziqiang drank too much, and kept pulling me to cry," said the first day of the school, "I can't take it anymore."

Yan Hang listened happily: "Did you do something to make him sorry?"

"I don't know," said the first day, "maybe he secretly fell in love with me for two or two years."

"Let's have some face." Zhou Chunyang's voice came into the microphone from the side.

"Chunyang scolds, scolds me for no, shame." Chu Yi said.

"Beat him," Yan Hang said. "Anyway, he can't beat you. If you don't beat him, you won't beat him."

On the first day of the first day, I laughed for a long time: "I took a taxi and went back."

"Bring me some barbecue," Yan Hang said, "you don't need too much, and you don't need seafood, just like five skewers of tenderloin, fat lamb and beef tendon."

"...That's not a lot," said the first day of the first year, "Xiao Li has a lot of skewers, how big are they, and twenty skewers are still available, but I'm too embarrassed to say no, don't need too many?"

"Go to the supermarket to buy a box of needles and thread, and ask for that kind of thick needles." Yan Hang said.

"Why?" Chu Yi asked.

"I'll come back and sew it on your mouth later," Yan Hang said, "I've been thinking about this for at least three years, and today I finally decided to make it happen."

On the first day of the first day, I choked with laughter and coughed for a long time: "Okay."

Yan Hang didn't eat dinner. According to Cui Yi's statement, his father, who should have news these days, has been without news. He couldn't ask Cui Yi why he didn't want to cook.

But you will still be hungry, especially after the barbecue menu at the beginning, and you will be even more hungry.

He stared at the door eagerly, waiting for the first day of the first year to bring him food.

After more than an hour, when Yan Hang felt so hungry that he wanted to cook by himself, he finally heard the sound of the elevator reaching the floor.

He stood up.

The door opened, and on the first day of the first year, he came in with a big bag of barbecue, and while changing his shoes, he said with a smile, "Hungry, die."

"Yeah." Yan Hang took the book off the table and was about to turn around to pick up the barbecue when the elevator rang again.

There are two elevators in the building. After living in such a long time, it was the first time that he saw two elevators so busy, and there was such a short period of time before and after.

"Are you full?" Yan Hang went over to pick up the barbecue, "Did you buy more than..."

Before the words were finished, when he changed his shoes and closed the door on the first day of the first year, an arm came in through the crack of the door.

On the first day of the first year, he felt that Yan Hang's reaction could apply for a world record, especially in terms of anticipation and reaction to danger, he had never seen anyone who responded faster than Yan Hang.

At the moment when the arm that came in through the crack of the door restrained his neck, before he had time to react, Yan Hang had already grabbed a stick from his pocket and stuck it on this arm, and it was quite accurate. , did not accidentally hurt his handsome face.

There was a gasp from behind, and then someone shouted in a low voice, "Ah..."

On the first day of the first day, he grabbed the man's wrist, twisted it out, and turned around.

But before he could stand firm, the hand turned away for no apparent reason, and the backhand grabbed a band of his wrist.

At the same time as he stumbled against the wall on the first day of the new year, a person flashed in his mind.

He couldn't help shouting in surprise, "Uncle Yan!"

The man let go of his hand and poked his finger on the door, which opened fully and the lights in the house lit his face.

On the first day of the first year, he knelt on one leg on the sofa, half leaned against the wall, stared at Uncle Yan who was standing at the door and covered his arms, feeling that his whole body was covered.

"Good evening, the first day of junior high school." Uncle Yan hooked the corner of his mouth at him.

The smile of father and son at first glance with Yan Hang finally made the first day come back to his senses, and turned his head suddenly to look at Yan Hang.

"Good evening," said Uncle Yan, "Prince."

Yan Hang was still holding the barbecue in his hand, staring at the door in a daze.

"Son!" Uncle Yan shook his hand, "Dear Dao! Hey! Look here!"

"Are you released?" Yan Hang asked in a hoarse voice after a while.

"Well," Uncle Yan smiled, "Uncle Cui picked me up in the morning. I kept him secret and wanted to surprise you."

"Shocked, shocked." He said this only halfway through the first half of the year.

"Dad?" When Yan Hang spoke again, there was a trembling in his voice.

"Well, it's me." Uncle Yan entered the house and closed the door behind him.

"Not guilty?" Yan Hang asked again with a trembling voice.

"Aren't you a little regretful that you didn't visit the prison?" Uncle Yan said.

Yan Hang didn't make a sound, took two steps towards Uncle Yan, stopped abruptly, then turned around and rushed into the toilet.

On the first day of the first day, he was stunned, and quickly chased after him.

Yan Hang was bending over to support the toilet seat.

"You vomited?" The first day of the first day was shocked beyond description.

A person, who thinks about his father so much that he can't sleep, finally sees his father, and actually vomits?

"Go out," Yan Hang kicked him in the leg, "you should visit when you get the chance, right?"

"You're not, are you all right?" The first day of the first year was very worried, but the worry still couldn't suppress his shock. He really wanted to visit.

It was the first time that met because missed him too much and started with a spit.

In the future, he must not be separated from Yan Hang for too long, so as not to cause Yan Hang to vomit, which is not good for his stomach.

Yan Hang kicked the toilet door, and had to go back to the living room on the first day of the first day.

"Pour me a glass of water on the first day of primary school," Uncle Yan had already sat on the sofa, "Yan Hang vomited?"

"Well, maybe I'm too excited." On the first day of the first day, he took Yan Hang's cup and poured a glass of water for Uncle Yan. "He asks every day, asks Uncle Cui."

"You're really in the first year of junior high," Uncle Yan looked at him, "the change is a bit big."

On the first day of the first day of the first year, he smiled a little embarrassedly: "I'm long, I'm long."

"It's not just growing up," said Uncle Yan, "it's growing up."

"Three years." Chu Yi sat down opposite him with a smile.

It's a little strange to say that when he is alone with his father, he will feel uncomfortable, embarrassed, and can't find a topic to talk about, but when he is with Uncle Yan like this, he doesn't feel that way.

Although he felt nervous for a while when he suddenly remembered the word "meet the parents", his palms sweated, but he was not embarrassed.

He could even take time to look at Uncle Yan who he hadn't seen for a long time when he was wrapped in tension.

It hasn't changed much, and he can't see the traces of time and changes like his father. Uncle Yan's appearance, smile, and eyes are still the same as he remembers.

It's just that the hair is much shorter.

"Uncle Cui said you went to work?" Uncle Yan took out a cigarette from his pocket, "Isn't there a smoking ban in this house?"

"You son, my son smokes every day," he took out the ashtray and lighter under the coffee table in the first day and put it in front of him, "I'm going to work, right here, the auto and auto repair shop where I practiced before."

"It's good," Uncle Yan lit a cigarette and looked at him, "I'm really not used to looking at you like this, and there's no transition in between, and suddenly you're so big."

"When you followed Yan Hang, you didn't see me, did you ever see me?" Chu Yi asked.

Uncle Yan was stunned for a while. At the first meal, he felt that he had said something wrong. When he wanted to make up for it quickly, Uncle Yan laughed.

When Yan Hang washed his face and came out of the toilet, he saw his father was enjoying the first day of the first year with a cigarette in his mouth.

Seeing him come out, Dad raised his chin at him: "You actually found out that I was photographing you secretly?"

"Do you feel that you are unaware?" Yan Hang said.

"As expected of my son," Dad said, "you can find it all."

"Didn't you follow me all the time?" Yan Hang narrowed his eyes, "Don't you know I found out?"

"Who has been following you," Dad said, "I was so busy that I took time out of my busy schedule to take two pictures."

Yan Hang didn't speak.

Dad took out his cigarette, stood up, and walked in front of him: "After all, I still miss my son."

This sentence is like squeezing two tubes of mustard into his nose. Yan Hang didn't even have time to react. He felt an uncontrollable soreness from his nose to his forehead. The big process is omitted, and the big chunks slide directly to the mouth.

Yan Hang was a little depressed.

It's okay to let my father see it like this, and let the first year of junior high school also see it, what a shame.

He bowed his head and wrapped his arms around Dad, pressing his eyes on his shoulder.

Maybe it was because he was "hidden", his emotions burst out so vividly that he could feel his hands shaking while holding his father's clothes.

"I'm sorry," Dad said softly, "I'm sorry."

Yan Hang didn't make a sound, gritted his teeth and tried to control himself to prevent himself from crying like a child.

"The person I'm most sorry for in this life is you," Dad said. "You're absolutely right."

Yan Hang took a deep breath.

For a long time, he hadn't heard his father's voice, so close, so real.

He couldn't tell if it was happiness, excitement, or grievance. He gritted his teeth and finally cried, "I miss you so much."

On the first day of the first day, he stood up, walked gently into the bedroom, closed the door and leaned against the door with a sigh.

When he reached out and rubbed his eyes, he felt the wetness on his face.

It's amazing, when the father and son met, he even cried...

But just wanted to cry, very moved, and very emotional.

He lay down on the bed and buried his face in the pillow.

so good.

Very good.

Whatever happened, whatever was there, whatever changed, is now in the past.

I just don't know if Uncle Yan will suddenly become angry when he thinks about Yan Hang's coming out of the closet, and when he thinks about the demonstration of the two of them holding hands in the courthouse.

Will there be a fight?

If they fight, they don't know if they can beat Uncle Yan.

...what are you thinking?

On the first day of the first day of the first year, he turned over and headed towards the ceiling.