On the first day of the new year, he didn't wake up on time as usual. It was Yan Hang who woke him up from the sound of pulling the door when he got up to go to the balcony.

He took a look at the time on the phone first, it was still early.

Then he suddenly saw the little dolphin massager next to the pillow... Yan Hang corrected him and told him that this was not a little whale but a little dolphin... When he saw the little dolphin, he remembered what happened last night, and immediately threw his phone away, Close your eyes.

Last night, he had a shameless imagination about the little dolphin, but he never thought that Yan Hang would take this and press his back and legs.

This huge difference before and after he didn't care about the detailed feelings at the time. At that time, no matter where there was a little vibration, it could have the same effect, but now think about it...

I just don't want to open my eyes anymore.

On the first day of the first year, rolled over holding the pillow.

He was still a little confused at first, but because of the sudden appearance of the little dolphin, he was completely awake, and his mind was full of what happened last night.

And no matter which scene think of, can accurately recall the feeling at that time.

Yan Hang came in from the balcony and walked over to the bed when he heard the footsteps.

On the first day of the new year, he continued to pretend to be asleep, with half of his face buried in the pillow.

"Do you want me to ask for a leave for you?" Yan Hang's voice came from above, "Tell your team leader, your hip injury needs to rest."

On the first day of the first day, lifted the towel and even saved the process of sitting up, and jumped directly from the bed to the ground.

"You mean, you want to say that your skills are not good enough," said the first day of the first year while putting on clothes, "I don't have any, I didn't let you go to work, and I won't be able to work."

Yan Hang didn't speak, leaned on the cabinet door and smiled at him: "If you're panting like that, I thought you were going to die."

"No, don't be too big. It's not suitable for children to say this early in the morning." At the first meal, his face was about to burn. "I'm still small, puppy."

"Good puppy," Yan Hang hugged him and kissed him, "Did you have a good time last night?"

"Don't bully, bully the dog," the first day of the first year snorted, "the dog is no, it's not that there is no chance, it will take care of you."

Yan Hang laughed for a while: "Hurry up, you're going to be late for work."

On the first day of the first day, he took two steps to the bedroom door, turned his head and glanced at the bed, then rushed back and picked up the little dolphin massager, opened the cabinet and stuffed it into the innermost part of the closet.

Then he raised his head and walked out of the bedroom.

When Yan Hang entered the kitchen to prepare some breakfast, he stuck his head out of the bathroom on the first day of the first day, and said while brushing his teeth, "Don't make breakfast, it's dinner, I'll go out to eat."

"Huh?" Yan Hang looked at him.

"You keep your stomach, and you have breakfast with Yan and uncle, let's have dinner." Chu Yi said.

"He has to sleep until noon to get up," Yan Hang said. "Yesterday he drank wine and he relaxed, so he might be able to sleep until the afternoon."

"I think he has always been relaxed and relaxed," said the first day, "he even laughed when he entered the courthouse."

"That's what he is," Yan Hang took out a bottle of yogurt, cut two slices of bread, and planned to make a yogurt sandwich for the first year of the first year. "I can't see anything on my face, and I'm very scheming."

"You are the same as him," said the first day of the first year. "Small and profound."

Yan Hang glanced at him with a smile: "Are you afraid?"

"Don't be afraid," said the first day, "you won't, count me."

"So confident." Yan Hang cut two pieces of big red sausage and put it in the bread.

"I've been very confident in the past two years," said the first day of the first year, "I don't know where it came from."

"I gave it." Yan Hang put the sandwich on a plate and handed it to him.

"It should be." He took the plate on the first day of the first day, and didn't eat it for a long time with a thoughtful look on his face.

"What's wrong?" Yan Hang shook his hand in front of him.

"No," bowed his head and took a bite of the sandwich on the first day of the first year, "I just think it's good, it's dangerous, it's just people and people, just turn around like that, your head may be wrong and you'll miss it."

"An auto mechanic," Yan Hang said, "don't be so poetic all day."

Smile at first.

Dad not only didn't sleep until the afternoon, he didn't even miss lunch. At half past ten, Yan Hang's cell phone rang.

"Are you up?" Yan Hang answered the phone.

"Well, Lao Cui called me to get up and play with you," Dad yawned, "probably felt that getting up late would affect the affection of father and son."

"Are you hungry?" Yan Hang asked, "I'll take you to dinner."

"Okay," Dad said, "but I don't want to eat seafood, so I just eat a normal meal without seafood."

"Why?" Yan Hang asked.

"I'm tired of eating," Dad sighed, "I rented a room to hide before, and the rent included food, and the landlord sold seafood. I ate seafood for several months, and I felt nauseous just thinking about the smell."

Yan Hang laughed, and after laughing for a while, he felt a little uncomfortable.

"Let's eat hot pot," Dad said, "Chuan-flavored."

"Okay." Yan Hang said.

Yan Hang packed up and went downstairs, but his father was already standing downstairs waiting for him.

"So soon?" He walked over.

"Any cigarettes," Dad asked him, "give me one."

Yan Hang handed over the cigarettes in his pocket: "You don't have the money to buy cigarettes, do you?"

"I don't have time to buy cigarettes at all," Dad lit a cigarette, "Going to school in the first year of junior high... went to work?"

"Well," Yan Hang nodded, "I am very active every day, similar to saving people."

Dad laughed and looked at him after thinking about it: "Are you two serious?"

"Then it depends on how you define seriousness," Yan Hang said. "I didn't think about it too much. I didn't have any plans or ideas about the future."

"You define it yourself," Dad said.

"Then I'm serious." Yan Hang nodded.

Dad took two puffs of cigarettes and snuffed it out on the trash can next to him: "Okay."

"Actually, it's quite difficult to accept," Yan Hang looked at him, "after all, it was absolutely unexpected."

"I didn't think about it at all," Dad took a piece of chewing gum and put it in his mouth, turned and walked towards the door, "I used to think you were a little girl, but I'm still thinking about what kind of child I can find in the future. Where's the daughter-in-law?"

"You don't have to think about it now," Yan Hang said, "Not only do you have no daughter-in-law, but there is no future."

Dad glanced at him: "It's a pity that Lao Yan's family has such good genes."

"Are you sorry?" Yan Hang said with a smile, "Are you upset?"

"It's a little bit," Dad patted him on the back, "but still, you can do whatever you want, as long as you like it, I don't care."

Yan Hang and his father walked to the gate of the community together. There were two taxis parked at the entrance, but he hesitated for a while, didn't get in the car, and took his father along the road.

"Let's go?" he said.

"Well," Dad stretched, "I haven't gone this way with my son for a long time."

"I didn't walk much before." Yan Hang said, "It's like my leg is going to break after walking a few steps."

"That's you," Dad said.

"I'm crowding the bus now." Yan Hang smiled.

"The prince has been reduced to the point where he has to rely on a little stammer who has been bullied since childhood," the father sighed, "the world has changed."

"Do you have any money there?" Yan Hang thought for a while, then turned to look at his father.

"No, I gave all the money to Cui Yi before I left..." Dad turned to look at him halfway through, "He embezzled my inheritance?"

"...The inheritance is given to me," Yan Hang said, "I just asked, if you run out of money, I still have some of your inheritance here. You are not dead anyway, so I can give it back to you."

"You take it and leave me alone," Dad said. "I'll just do whatever I want."

"How?" Yan Hang asked.

"Find a rich woman by your side." Dad said.

Yan Hang took two steps back and looked at him. After a while, he sighed: "Let's think about this when the hair grows long."

Dad laughed for a long time.

There was no relationship or strangeness with my father because of time and what happened.

From the second he saw his father... No, after he finished vomiting, he returned to the usual atmosphere of getting along with his father.

In fact, a lot of things have changed. He will no longer wander around with his father, rent a house with his father, and eat together no matter whether he has money or not, and gradually he will no longer be on the day when he disappears. Li was restless and insomnia, and would not even live with his father again.

But even so, the father is still the father, and the relationship that has lived together for more than ten years is not only a father and son.

And most importantly, the uneasy elements in their lives are gone.

The unease that Dad brought with his own hands, but he wiped it away with his own hands.

Sometimes when think about it, it feels amazing.

And now, even if Dad disappears without a word tomorrow, he will not return to the darkness again. Of course he will miss him, and it is just pure miss.

The only thing that made him tremble slightly was his father's "legacy".

When he left, he probably never thought that he would be able to come back alive, so he was handed over to Cui Yi with the idea of ​​Tuo Gu.

"What are you thinking?" Dad asked beside him.

"Too many, I can't tell." Yan Hang said.

"Old Cui said you've been seeing the doctor, and you've been there a few times recently," Dad said. "How's it going?"

"It's basically okay," Yan Hang said. "The last time I went back was because of work, and I couldn't control my emotions well."

"You beat up your boss and got fired?" Dad asked.

"I really want to come," Yan Hang said, "I am a new chef, but I still endure."

"Forbearance?" Dad seemed a little surprised and turned his head to look at him.

"Well." Yan Hang smiled.

"I can still learn something from the first day of junior high school," Dad said, "I have never cared about you, I will hit anyone I want, anyway, I won't suffer a big loss... I didn't think I could endure it now. "

"Do you still need to learn from others?" Yan Hang said.

Dad laughed: "You know it yourself."

After walking forward for a while, the restaurant was almost there. Yan Hang pointed to the side of the road: "The mall is newly opened. I'll take you around after I finish eating. You haven't visited for several years..."

Before Yan Hang finished his words, he felt that something was not quite right.

"Dear Prince, do you think I've been detained for more than ten years and just released?" Dad said, "I was wandering outside before I turned myself into the detention center."

"...Follow me by the way." Yan Hang said.

"Not really," Dad laughed, "I have so many things to do, and I'm not always here, and..."

Dad put his arm on his shoulder and hugged him: "I don't dare to see you too, I think so much, and I feel bad."

Yan Hang didn't speak.

"Do you feel aggrieved," Dad asked, "I don't have a reliable father."

"I'm only in my early twenties," said Yan Hang, "it's too late for you to be reliable now."

"Okay," Dad nodded, "I'll discuss it with Lawyer Cui tomorrow, and I'll be his assistant."

"... You might as well ask him for money directly," Yan Hang laughed, "Are you embarrassed to find such a reason."

"I really have to ask him for some money," Dad said. "After this year, I'll get something to do next year."

"Okay." Yan Hang said immediately, "I can go and help."

"Don't be overkill." Dad shook his head.

"What do you want to do?" Yan Hang asked.

"It won't be a western restaurant anyway." Dad said with a smile.

I got off work an hour earlier today on the first day of the new year, and after a few words with colleagues, went to the mall by car.

Uncle Yan came back too suddenly, leaving him and Yan Hang no time to prepare.

He had been thinking about going to buy some gifts before Uncle Yan came out. It was a celebration, but he didn't think about what to buy when he came back so suddenly.

On the first day of the first day, wandered back and forth in the shopping mall. The expensive ones were too expensive to buy, the cheap ones were boring, the ordinary ones were not creative, and the creative ones were not practical...

In the end, he still stood in front of the thermos cup counter.

Before he passed by, he would never look inside the cups of this house. If he dragged him in, he would hug the doorpost and not let go. There were hundreds of cups. He didn't want to come in when he bought a cup for Yan Hang last year.

But it's different now. His salary is not bad now, twice as high as when he was an intern. After the certificate is passed, the money can be added a little more.

Buying a thermos cup for a few hundred yuan no longer needs to gnash your teeth.

When he came out of the shopping mall with a bag packed in a super-luxury local tyrant thermos cup, Yan Hang called.

"Hello?" The first day answered the phone.

"Are you getting off work on time today?" Yan Hang asked.

"It's already off work." Chu Yi said.

"Well, that's fine, I'll eat at home tonight," Yan Hang said, "I'll cook some dishes."

"No, go out to eat a big meal or something?" The first day asked, "After all, putting it out is a big deal."

"It's not that you have been imprisoned for ten years, do you still want to use the whip... My dad usually likes to stay at home," Yan Hang smiled, "You didn't see that he had to take home a barbecue before. What to eat?"

"That's fine," said the first day, "I'll bring the food back, shall we go?"

"I bought it," Yan Hang said, "you just have to come back right away."

"Did you miss me?" Chu Yi asked.

"Yeah," Yan Hang said, "I'm also worried about your ass. I'll rub it for you when I come back."

"...You shout louder, louder." Chu Yi said.

Yan Hang smiled and hung up the phone.

The thermos cup that brought home on the first day of the first day was highly praised by Uncle Yan.

He held the cup and laughed and didn't stop for five minutes.

"Are you an ambassador for the promotion of thermos cups?" Yan Hang couldn't help laughing, "Can you give me some other gifts?"

"No, doesn't it look good?" The first day of the first year also kept laughing.

"It's much better than mine," Yan Hang took the cup and looked at it, "I think the main reason is that there are probably no ugly middle-aged and elderly models in the store. You can choose a similar one if you close your eyes."

"This is the pin, the sales pick." Chu Yi answered truthfully.

"No wonder." Yan Hang smiled and reached out and flicked his face.

On the first day of the first day, was startled and looked at Uncle Yan subconsciously.

Uncle Yan clicked his tongue and did not speak.

On the first day of the first year, he lowered his voice as much as possible to keep his lips still, and turned his head to look at Yan Hang: "Don't act blindly."

Yan Hang didn't say anything, raised his hand and pinched his face again.

Staring at him for the first time.

Yan Hang raised his hand and pinched the tip of his nose again.

"Isn't it over?" he said.

"It's just your own guilty conscience." Yan Hang whispered.

"Tsk you!" The first day of the first year was still staring at him.

Uncle Yan tutted a few times over there, and Yan Hang fell onto the sofa with a smile: "It's been a long time since he was such a cute child to be funny, and you still cooperate like this."

"Yes," Uncle Yan nodded, "Yan Hang doesn't look like a child, I usually can't make fun of him."

First sighed.

"Eat," Yan Hang clapped his hands, "call Lao Cui, you can come over."

Uncle Yan called Cui Yi: "Lawyer Cui, it's time for dinner, can you use me to carry you over?"

Cui Yi didn't know what to say over there, Uncle Yan said, "It's okay, I can help you interrupt and then come back."

Cui Yi entered the door a few minutes later, and sighed as soon as he came in: "You don't need to call me for this kind of family gathering, I'm not quite used to it."

"You can serve with a pestle next to you." Uncle Yan said.

"Do you know how much I charge for an hour's consultation?" Cui Yi said.

"I don't know," Uncle Yan replied simply, "I don't give money."

"Uncle Cui sit here," Yan Hang took a chair for Cui Yi, "Occasionally feeling the warmth of the family is good for your body and mind."

Cui Yi sat down, leaned against the back of the chair and smiled: "It's not bad, I can finally calm down."

"Are you busy tomorrow?" Uncle Yan asked him, "Would you like a drink if you're not busy?"

"You said so," Cui Yi said, "I have to drink tomorrow even if I'm busy."

On the first day of the first day of the first year, Yan Hang followed into the kitchen, opened the refrigerator and looked: "Is there no beer, didn't you buy it?"

"They want to drink white," Yan Hang said, "I bought it, let's have a drink."

"Oh." Chu Yi was stunned, "Why?"

"Old Cui I don't understand. If my dad is like this, he will definitely be drunk tonight," Yan Hang said. "If you want to drink along, then take a leave tomorrow."

"I don't drink," Chu Yi said quickly, "I don't drink."

Yan Hang was cooking Chinese food today. With four people, he cooked seven or eight dishes, all of them in large plates and bowls, and put a few bottles of white wine on the table, which made him tremble very much on the first day of the new year.

At first glance, someone has to lie down under the table at the end.

"You two drink?" Cui Yi glanced at the iced black tea in Yan Hang's hand.

"Well," Yan Hang nodded, "We are still young."

"Minor." Chu Yi said.

"Then watch the adults drink," Cui Yi flicked his finger on the bottle, "Pour the wine."

Yan Hang immediately stood up and opened a drink, pouring a full glass for both of them.

"I didn't expect it," Uncle Yan picked up the cup, "We still have a day of drinking like this."

"Well," Cui Yi also picked up the glass, first stared at the wine for a while, and then knocked on his glass, "I thought I would never see it again in this life."

Uncle Yan smiled, raised his head and took a sip. He drank half a glass of wine. He felt that his throat was burning at first glance, so he quickly picked up the iced black tea and took a sip.

Cui Yi also raised his head and drank half a cup.

On the first day of the first day, picked up the iced black tea and took a sip.

Yan Hang has never been able to figure out the relationship between Cui Yi and his father. He only knows that they were friends before his father got married. As for a person who became a lawyer later, how could he still be a homeless person from a gangster at the beginning? It's not clear that my father became a friend.

Dad didn't mention it either, probably to mention these, and to mention the past that he didn't want to think about.

Yan Hang took the iced black tea bottle and knocked it on Chuyi's hand: "Brother Go, let's go."

On the first day of the first day, he raised his head proudly, drank half a bottle of iced black tea, then wiped his mouth and put the bottle on the table: "It's your turn."

Yan Hang held back his laughter, and also proudly raised his head and poured half of the bottle.

"Is it true? It's a little silly?" Chu Chu asked in a low voice.

"Yes." Yan Hang nodded with a smile.

Dad and Cui Yi drank heavily. They drank while chatting. They didn't eat much food, but the bottle of wine was empty after a while.

Although Yan Hang heard that there was nothing to hear about the two of them chatting, it was nothing more than what his father had seen and heard in the past few years, Cui Yi asked, he said casually, but he was very relieved.

On the first day of the first day, was eating by side, but listened very deeply while was eating, and occasionally interjected to ask a few more questions.

Even if it's Brother Gou, he's still a Brother Gou who hasn't seen the world before. Dad's casual remarks are all very new to him.

Yan Hang smiled and leaned on the back of the chair and swayed gently.

The lamp on the ceiling is quite old, but the lamp holder has just been replaced on the first day of the new year, so it is very bright. used white light before, but when bought the light bulb on the first day of the new year, insisted on buying the yellow light, saying that it looked comfortable.

Really comfortable.

The aroma of vegetables and wine smelled in nose, the chatter sound that heard in ears was high and low, and saw this room, a table of food, and a few people in eyes.

Yan Hang felt his whole body relaxed like never before.

It's not that he is not used to living an "ordinary" life, but that he has not really lived such a life, and it has only really begun until now.

He closed his eyes and shook it gently, tears slid from the corners of his eyes into his ears.

Just as he was about to raise his hand to rub it, someone took a tissue and pressed it at the corner of his eye.

He turned his head and looked at the first day.

"Are you happy?" Chu Yi asked.

"Hmm." He smiled.