The trial of Uncle Yan is finally about to begin. Although Cui Yi meant that there was basically no problem, and Teacher Liu had already prepared very comprehensively, it was a homicide trial. Let alone Yan Hang, I was so nervous that I wanted to tremble on the first day of the new year. Besides, he was originally a nervous person.
However, in order to stabilize Yan Hang's emotions, he has always acted calmly and calmly. He didn't even delay asking his father about renting a house. He also asked Yan Hang to help him. He wanted Yan Hang to feel that everything was as usual, and he wanted to distract him. Give his attention.
Yan Hang said that if the trial goes smoothly, Uncle Yan will be able to come out after a while. On the first day of the month, he hoped that he could wait calmly until time to pick up Uncle Yan.
"What kind of room are you going to rent him?" Yan Hangwo slowly drew his mobile phone on the sofa.
"Just one-bedroom, it's fine," said the first day of the new year. "He can't live in too much, too big, and the location is not too big, so don't be too particular about it."
"You didn't live in a dormitory after you graduated," Yan Hang looked at the phone, "Will he let you live with him in the past?"
"I'm not going," I didn't even think about it at the first time, "I'm coming, come here."
Yan Hang smiled and looked up at him: "I am also a one-bedroom apartment here."
"I don't, I don't occupy land," said on the first day of the new year. "I am still a funder. I will pay you and pay the rent."
"That's OK." Yan Hang nodded.
"That," suddenly remembered on the first day of the new year, "Uncle Yan..."
"If it was before, he would definitely live with me," Yan Hang said. "Now that he knows our relationship, he must find a place to live by himself."
"Oh." The first day of the junior high school suddenly felt a little guilty. For so many years, Uncle Yan and Yan Hang had never separated before the accident. They had always come and walk together, renting a room and living together.
Now that I suddenly came out of the detention center, I couldn't live with my son anymore. How sad.
"My dad," Yan Hang stomped his foot on his back, "I don't know if he can settle down. He has never settled down in his life. Now he just stayed here suddenly and won't go out. I'm not used to it yet."
"He still, will he run around?" Turning his head on the first day of the new year, "the murderers are all... caught and stopped."
"His lifestyle has been like that for so many years. I was not used to it when I first came, let alone him," Yan Hang sighed, "He has nothing to worry about now."
"Oh." The first day also sighed.
Uncle Yan is really a prodigal.
The house for Dad was not particularly easy to find. Yan Hang and his former colleagues were too inquisitive. He often had three rooms and four rooms, as well as a sea-view house. He couldn't afford the rent for this kind of house.
After a few days of tossing, Master Jiang from the auto repair shop asked about a one-bedroom apartment, but the location is slightly off. This problem is not big enough, so I plan to check it out on the first day of the first year.
"Follow me and go together." Chuyi looked at Yan Hang.
"Yes." Yan Hang nodded.
The day of leaving the court is getting closer, and Yan Hang is less and less fond of moving, lying on the sofa or holding a book on the bay window, but sometimes his eyes will stay for a long time, and he will know that he is in a daze.
On the first day of the junior high school, apart from dragging him to see the house, for a while, he couldn't find any suitable way to make Yan Hang pay attention to the transfer.
Of course he still has big tricks, but now they are both in a bad mood. The big tricks are used for fear that the effect will not be satisfactory...
"The interior of this house is pretty good," the landlord opened the door. "I just renovated last year. Everything is new and can be used."
The first day and Yan Hang followed the landlord and walked into the house. The inside was indeed quite new, and the walls were still white.
"There is no way outside the building, after all, it is an old building," the landlord said, "but the surrounding living facilities are complete, it is very convenient to live, there are supermarkets and vegetable markets."
"Yeah." Chu nodded, and went into the kitchen to take a look. Although the kitchen is not very big, it is still very good compared to the original kitchen at home.
The room is so small, there is nothing to see after rotating for less than ten minutes.
On the first day of the new year, I took a look at Yan Hang.
"I think it's okay," Yan Hang said. "It wasn't too far to see the bus stop just after I arrived."
"Yes, the station is close, and there are two trains to the city," the landlord said, "it's quite convenient."
In the first year of junior high school, he had no experience in renting a house. Yan Hang said he was fine. He also thought it was pretty good, so he signed an agreement with the landlord on the spot, paid the money and got the keys.
When the landlord left, he confessed which supermarket had more daily necessities.
"It's 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?" Lu Yi looked at him.
"He's only in his early forties," Yan Hang said. "It's normal to find a girlfriend."
"...I haven't left yet, divorced." said the first day of the month.
"Your mother is missing," Yan Hang touched the back of his head, "but your dad can do whatever he wants. You can't control this matter."
"Yeah." Chu nodded.
My mother said that she was going to get a divorce, but since her father was arrested and she disappeared, she has never been seen again, and her father has been left alone in this way. It is not uncommon to find another girlfriend.
On the first day of the new year, I sighed. In this world, a family like theirs, I don’t know if there is a second share.
After coming out of the rented place, Yan Hang stretched out and took out his phone to check the time: "Turn around and go back."
"Okay," he nodded immediately on the first day of the new year, and Yan Hangneng took the initiative to transfer him to a sigh of relief, "Where to go?"
"Look at the real estate." Yan Hang smiled.
"What?" The first day was stunned.
"It's quite far away. It's expensive to take a taxi, so let's take the bus," Yan Hang said. "I saw Sister Wang on my cell phone yesterday and said that there is a new property in the suburbs, which is very cheap."
"Seeing the room?" I finally understood it on the first day of the junior high school, and pointed his finger back and forth between himself and Yan Hang twice, "We two? Seeing the room?"
Yan Hang laughed: "What's the matter, the house inspection didn't let you buy a house, can you be a little fan of the owner?"
"Look, what do you think," the first day of the first day waved, "I'll buy it for you."
"Yes," Yan Hang nodded, "That's it."
While sitting on the bus to the supposedly cheap real estate, Chu Yi couldn't help but ask: "Why are you so sudden, you want to see the house suddenly?"
"I don't know," Yan Hang said, "just when the landlord brought it to introduce me, I thought... I can't tell what it feels like, it's quite interesting."
"Ah." Chuyi looked at him and didn't understand what it meant.
"I will subconsciously look at the house, what to put here, what to put there, a painting should be made here, and potted plants can be put there, but when I think about it, this is not my own house, and I feel at a loss after such tossing."
"So just fake it, pretend to buy a house, and have an addiction," Chu nodded a little, "get it."
Yan Hang smiled and said nothing.
This property is probably in the suburbs, so there are not too many people who come to see it, but it basically occupies all the sales girls.
It's estimated that they didn'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 at ease. He first took him to look at the sand table, then picked a building that he thought was good, and passed straight away.
The real estate is still under construction, the door is not installed, and the two of them went directly into the set that they had been optimistic about before.
"There is also a small yard on the first floor," Yan Hang said, "you can plant something."
"Dishes?" asked on the first day.
"... Can you still do it?" Yan Hang glanced at him. "Your grandfather and an old man grow flowers. You, an eighteen-year-old man, want to grow vegetables."
The first day of the new year smiled: "That kind of flower."
After entering the house, Yan Hang turned around: "The type of apartment is a bit like that of Lao Cui."
"Uncle Cui's house, did you buy the house?" asked the first day of the month.
"Well, it's easy for him to buy a house," Yan Hang said, "unlike my dad, this life is gone."
"Each has its own way of living," said the first day of the new year.
Yan Hang turned his head and smiled: "Yes."
I can see the house for two hours, which I didn't expect 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, so he accompanied him to watch. After a while, he suddenly understood why Yan Hang wanted to watch.
It's amazing.
Although I can’t afford it, I can’t help but think about what kind of structure I would like if this is my house, whether I want a high-rise or a first floor, a yard or a terrace, what should the house be? Arrangement, how to design various spaces.
This kind of imagination makes people full of expectations and yearning.
For a few moments, the first day of the junior high school felt that this was his and Yan Hang's house, and in the next second they discussed that they would move in.
He couldn't help having fun for a while.
But I wondered when this wish would come true, and felt a little sad, and sighed.
"Are you going crazy?" Yan Hang said.
"Ah," rubbed his nose on the first day of the new year, "I want to buy, buy a house."
"Buy a car first," Yan Hang said, "Choose one that can be achieved by working hard or not, and realize it first."
"Should go to see the car, the auto show!" Clapping on the first day, "Auto show!"
The auto show has a large scale only 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 has to do research. Dad has to come...
Most importantly, the court is about to begin.
Cui Yi talked with Yan Hang two or three times to determine if he really didn't go to the auditorium.
Yan Hang's decision is not to listen.
"Do you really not listen?" asked the first day.
"Don't dare to listen." Yan Hang said.
"You still, there are still things you dare not, huh?" Chu Yi took his hand and squeezed it lightly.
"Well, I'm not modest, I'm really embarrassed about this," Yan Hang leaned back on the sofa, "I really don't dare."
"Then or me, I'll go over and listen," the first day of the year thought for a while, "then I will tell you?"
"No, you have to stay with me," Yan Hang said, "squatting at the door of the court."
The first day of the new year was stunned: "The door?"
"Well," Yan Hang turned his head to look at him, "I dare not listen, but..."
"I want to take a peek," said the first day of the month.
"Old Cui said that he might walk through the front entrance, maybe he could take a glance," Yan Hang said, "I just wanted to... see what my dad is like now."
"Handsome," said the first day of the month, "handsome."
Yan Hang looked at him for a while and laughed: "You shit you are really dedicated."
On the first day of the new year, he leaned over and kissed him a few times: "Then I will squat with you and squat by the door."
Cui Yi passed by one day earlier than the two of them. When the first day of the day and Yan Hang arrived in the afternoon before the trial, 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 walked for about 20 minutes. .
"I haven't, I've never been here." Chuyi leaned on the window sill of the room and looked out.
"You still grew up in this area," Yan Hang leaned against the window and lit a cigarette. "Are you always active in the two streets of your house?"
"There are more than two, one street," said the first day of the new year. "Go to school, go to the food, the vegetable market, there are shopping malls, there are seven or eight streets."
"Then I underestimated you?" Yan Hang said with a smile.
"Yeah." Chu nodded.
"You didn't tell your father, your father, and others about coming back, right?" Yan Hang asked.
"I didn't say," said on the first day of the new year, "my father and them are still, fortunately, my dad knows, I'm afraid he will be embarrassed and embarrassed."
Yan Hang dangled his cigarette and looked into the distance.
"I want to eat with Cui Shuliu and Teacher Liu, do you want to have a meal?" asked the first day of the new year.
"No," Yan Hang patted him, "They didn't have time to talk to us tonight. Let's eat what you want later."
He didn't want to eat anything, maybe he grew up here. On the first day of the first year, he felt that no matter what kind of food was normal, especially in this situation, he probably didn't have much appetite if he put a roasted whole lamb in front of him.
Not to mention Yan Hang. When he smoked the second cigarette, he even forgot to click the cigarette. After putting it in his mouth for a long time, he didn't notice.
"Forget it, don't smoke," Yan Hang took a couple of puffs and pinched the cigarette. "Go to dinner."
When the street in the hotel was quite lively, the two of them walked casually along the street, found a restaurant, and had a tasteless meal.
I didn't even feel full or not too full.
I pressed my stomach on the first day.
"Not full?" Yan Hang asked immediately.
"No," Junior One was very touched that Yan Hang could notice his small movements for the first time in this situation, "I'm just sure, I'm sure I eat, but I didn't eat it."
"Why is more nervous than me." Yan Hang smiled.
"I wanted to pretend, pretend to be calmer and more stable than you," Chu Yi sighed, learning Yan Hang's way, putting his arms on his shoulders, "but I'm still young, so I can't pretend."
"From now on, this kind of shameless remarks can only be quietly told to me," Yan Hang looked at him up and down, "They are almost taller than me, and they still say that they are small all day long, and their faces are big and small."
"Small than you," said the first day of the new year, "you can say that I am small, I am small and cute."
"Suck you." Yan Hang looked at him.
"I'm big and cute." The first one changed his mouth.
"... All right." Yan Hang sighed.
That night, Yan Hang didn't fall asleep, so naturally he couldn't fall asleep on the first day of the new year. 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 Teacher Liu will go directly in a while." Yan Hang said.
On the first day of the new year, I suddenly stood up: "Then let's go, go, go, go..."
"Go and go," Yan Hang sang as he watched him with a smile, "Walk to September 9th..."
"This kind of song that old people can only sing," the first day of the month sighed, "you can do it."
"Let's go," Yan Hang stood up and bounced on the spot, "Go secretly observe."
"When does the time start?" Lu Yi followed him out of the room and asked in a low voice.
"I'm not sure, I said I had to pick someone up from the detention center first." Yan Hang seemed to be looking for a dress to change, but he crouched in front of his bag for a long time but felt nothing. Later… "
On the first day of the new year, he took out a T-shirt from his bag and put it in his hand.
Yan Hang glanced at him.
"Xiao Hanghang is okay, nervous." The first day of the day gave him a kiss on his forehead.
"Yeah." Yan Hang smiled.
On the first day of the new year, he held out his face again and rubbed his face back and forth: "Relax."
"Yeah." Yan Hang turned his head and rubbed his lips against the palm of his hand.
When they arrived at the gate of the court, the surroundings were very quiet.
No one can be seen, there are two people in the building walking down the steps, looking calm.
No, it's either calm or very solemn. Every time I go through the court on the first day of the new year, I feel nervous inexplicably. I always feel that I will be caught if I walk slowly.
I don't know why.
Even if this one is not very big, there is no other high court.
There was not much place to stay near the court. Yan Hang dragged him into a tea shop, just across from the court. Through the glass, he could see the movement near the gate.
The boss served them a pot of tea while introducing the tea leaves.
However, Yan Hang was obviously absent-minded, and the boss glanced at the other side: "Is it someone you know who is going to hold court today?"
"Well," Yan Hang withdrew his gaze, "Let's buy tea later, that's it."
"It's okay," the boss smiled, "drink first, it doesn't matter if you don't buy it."
"Thank you." said the first day.
The boss got up and walked away, sitting on the rocking chair on the other side and slowly drinking tea.
The waiting time was very long. It was almost nine o'clock when they arrived. Cui Yi said it would not be so early, because they had to mention people. They might have to wait a while.
At the beginning of the first day of the new year, I also imagined what it would be like if I saw Uncle Yan, Yan Hang would fly all the way over, shouting the old fox, and then Uncle Yan turned back and burst into tears.
Later, I didn't think about it. I felt that my imagination was a bit too scarce and too bloody. Especially when he grasped Yan Hang's hand, he found that Yan Hang's hand was cold, and immediately thought of nothing.
He held Yan Hang's hand and rubbed it desperately.
After rubbing it until almost ten o'clock, Yan Hang couldn't sit still a bit, and he could feel it in the first year of junior high. He and Yan Hang almost stood up at the same time, walked out of the tea shop quickly, and walked to the opposite door.
After crossing the street with the first day of the junior high school and walking to the door of the courthouse, Yan Hang felt that his pace was a little bit empty.
If this is to let Dad know, and I don’t know how to laugh at him, isn’t it just to take a look at the person? As for the nervousness...
After registering, he walked in without two steps, and suddenly yanked his arm on the first day of the new year.
Yan Hang turned his head and saw a round of court cars turning in from outside the gate, and 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, seeing and invisible.
At this moment, seeing the car coming over, he should be able to see it, and suddenly he was a little out of breath.
How long
More than two years
Still three years
Still more than a year
No, how can it be more than a year... two years? Three years
The car drove to the steps of the court building and stopped. Yan Hang stared at the car door, subconsciously took a handful of it to the side, grabbed the hand of the first day of the day, and squeezed it firmly.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh)
He heard it, but didn't let go.
The door opened, and the bailiff came down first, then... the suspect.
Yan Zhiyuan.
With only half of the back of his head, Yan Hang can recognize that this person is his father.
The hair was cut very short. He had known his father for twenty years and had never seen him shave such short hair.
Dad and the bailiff went down the steps together.
Yan Hang felt a little faint in front of him, like a fog, but he could still tell from his walking posture, he should be wearing handcuffs, he couldn't see clearly under his feet, and he didn't know if he had fetters.
The moment he was about to enter, Dad suddenly made a decision.
On the first day of the junior high school, I suddenly felt very admired for the tacit understanding between Yan Hang and Uncle Yan. Even in this case, both of them could be synchronized.
When Uncle Yan turned his head, Yan Hang turned his back to the building.
But he still didn't react to anything, staring at Uncle Yan there in a daze.
It was far away, and he couldn't see Uncle Yan's expression at all, but in the short period of 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, the first day of the new year took out his hand that had been gripped by Yan Hang and felt that he was about to fracture, and shook it a few times.
Yan Hang looked at him: "Go in?"
"Yeah." Chu nodded.
When Yan Hang spoke, there were still unobvious tears in his eyes. After he finished speaking, he blinked his eyes and returned to his usual appearance.
"He is wearing the clothes I bought for him, that T-shirt," Yan Hang said, "Isn't it necessary to wear the clothes of the detention center for court?"
"It should be no, don't you need it?" said the first day.
"It's a pity," Yan Hang said, "you can't laugh at his clothes for ugly, but you can laugh at the handcuffs."
"Yeah." Chu Yi smiled and nodded.
"I changed my hair style. I guess it was done by the clippers," Yan Hang said. "He doesn't like his hair being so short, so he says it's two."
He didn't speak on the first day of the new year, but looked at Yan Hang.
Yan Hang said a lot, commenting on Uncle Yan, and by the way speculated about his expression during the trial.
Whether it was his tone or demeanor, Yan Hang looked relaxed.
But on the first day of the junior high school, he knew that he was not relaxed after hearing the endless series of words he said. Even when he said that for so long, his posture has not changed, and he has just turned around.
"Yan Hang." Interrupted on the first day of the new year.
"I think then... Huh?" Yan Hang stopped.
"It's okay," said the first day of the day, "it will go smoothly and smoothly."
"Yeah." Yan Hang finally moved, bowing his head and stomping his feet lightly.
"He just entered, when he entered," said the first day of the new year, "laugh at us, laugh."
"Really?" Yan Hang raised his head.
"Ah," Chu nodded, "I saw it."
Yan Hang looked at him, and after a long time he sighed: "It must be a meaningful smile... You were so scared when you saw my mother's monument last time, you just saw my dad and you didn't get so scared to kneel down. ?"
"Ah!" Chu Yi was taken aback, "This is a meeting, parents!"
The author has something to say:
Today, can you see people outside the court building? I asked about this. There are lawyers and prison guards, but they have different opinions. So this should be different in different courts at different levels.
So for the sake of the plot, I still want Brother Hang to take a look at his dad. After all, I haven't seen each other for a long time.