Yan Hang eats irregularly, especially during the days when he is at home and his father is missing.
It was very touching to be able to fall asleep on the sofa today, so when he woke up twice, he sang a lullaby in his heart, coaxing himself to sleep.
When he finally woke up, it was almost nine o'clock. He took a look at his mobile phone. There was no news on the first day of the new year, so he should have not missed the night run appointment.
When he made himself a sandwich and was ready to eat, he heard footsteps outside the door, leaned to the cat's eye and looked out, and saw the first day of the first year who was lowering his head against the soles of the shoes on the edge of the steps.
However, Yan Hang almost didn't recognize that this was the first year of the junior high school. It was not a school uniform that remained unchanged for thousands of years. He wore a set of sportswear.
Yan Hang didn't open the door directly, while eating a sandwich, he looked at the first day of the first year with interest from the cat's eyes.
On the first day of the first year, I didn’t know if I was stepping on shit. I rubbed the sole of my shoes on the steps for a minute, and finally pulled my feet up against the wall and looked at the soles of the shoes.
After reading the soles of his shoes, he froze for a while, straightened up and pulled the sleeves of his jacket, bent over and pulled the legs of his trousers, then reached out and knocked on the door.
"Who." Yan Hang took a bite of the sandwich.
"The first day." The first day replied.
"Who is it in the first grade?" Yan Hang asked.
"Come to take you, go to see, see a doctor." said the first day.
"Get off," Yan Hangle was happy, and the reaction was surprisingly fast in the first year of the junior high school, "I want to see something."
"Loss, amnesia," the first day of the junior high school replied solemnly, "open, door, don't hide, avoid doctors."
Yan Hang smiled and opened the door: "Have you never had a chance to play idiots? If you catch someone, I will be ridiculous."
"Yes," Chu nodded, and looked at the sandwich in his hand, "I want to run, do I still eat?"
"Who knows when you will come," Yan Hang said, "I haven't eaten dinner yet."
"Then..." Hesitated on the first day of the new year, "Why don't you go for a walk?"
"It's okay," Yan Hang took a sip of water, "just a small sandwich. It's too small to be rejected by the cat when it is fed to the cat."
On the first day of the new year, he stood at the door and smiled.
"Come in first, I'll change my clothes." Yan Hang said.
"Oh." The first day of the day responded but didn't move.
"Did you step on shit?" Yan Hang looked at him.
"No." said the first day.
"Then what's the matter with you," Yan Hang said, "I just watched you rubbing at the door forever."
"You steal, peek, me?" The first day of the month was a little surprised.
"Well, what's the matter," Yan Hang nodded, "I watched it for a long time."
On the first day of the new year, he was stunned, sighed, and looked down at his shoes: "I rubbed, rubbed, rubbed the bottom of my shoes, and made a hole."
"You didn't make a hole," Yan Hang said, "You have a hole... My pair of shoes are there, you can try it, your broken shoes don't run away again in a while. ."
"Yeah." He hesitated on the first day of the first year, took off his own shoes, took the pair of shoes next to him, and put on one.
"Is it big?" Yan Hang asked, "I have insoles here."
"A little bit." said the first day.
Yan Hang didn't say a word, went back to the room and flipped through it, found a pair of insoles and gave it to the first day of the junior high school: "This one is quite thick. If it doesn't work, I will add another pair."
"Poor, not much." The first day of the junior high school was a little embarrassed.
Yan Hang looked at the shoes he had replaced. Although the shoes were quite old, the soles were still thick, so there were holes in them
"Didn't you say you have new shoes?" He picked up the shoe that had been pulled up and looked at the sole before the first year of the new year.
"It's been a half, half a year," said softly on the first day of the new year, "it seems to be small, small."
"Your feet can grow so much in half a year?" Yan Hang put down the shoes. The soles of the shoes were worn out, but the reason for the holes should be that they stepped on something or stopped suddenly.
This waste is probably thrown away again.
On the first day of the new year, he sighed again: "When I buy it, I have it. It's a little bit small."
Yan Hang looked at him.
"Discount," explained the first day of junior high school, "no, it's a code."
"Your mother is saving money to buy an aircraft carrier, right?" Yan Hang said.
"Probably buy a house." said the first day.
"Oh," Yan Hang was speechless, "I change my clothes."
When he got out of his sportswear, he had already put on his shoes on the first day of the new year. It looked okay, just... Yan Hang watched him pull up a bit of his trouser legs.
"Are these pants..." Yan Hang said halfway, and saw his sleeves again. "Are you not buying this set of clothes at a discount?"
"My legs are too, too long." Chu stretched out his leg in front of him.
Yan Hang smiled: "What's the use of growing up? How long can you be if you are a unified person."
He didn't speak on the first day of the new year, and looked over his head.
"Why?" Yan Hang walked over, probably reaching his chest on the first day of the new year, "I am 183, do you want to compare with me?"
"If you are born, you will be 183?" said the first day of the new year, "excellent."
"Believe it or not, I'll smoke you." Yan Hang pointed at him.
"Thank you." Chuyi smiled.
"Thank you?" Yan Hang was stunned.
On the first day of the new year, he looked down at the shoes on his feet, then bent down and slapped the trouser legs down.
"You might as well just pull it up, it's not cold now," Yan Hang squatted down and pulled his trouser legs up to near his calf. "You also have sleeves."
"Huh?" Chuyi didn't understand.
Yan Hang took his hand and pushed up the sleeves of both his hands: "This way, you won't be able to see the size."
"Oh." The first day of the day suddenly realized.
"Let's go, run." Yan Hang said.
There was an injury on his hand on the first day of the junior high school, but he didn't ask too much.
This is the life of the first year of junior high school. He is a passer-by, how much he can manage.
If he hadn't seen being bullied on the first day of the new year for a few days, only once in a while, he might not remember seeing such a scene in half an hour.
He took him on the first day of the junior high school, didn't run in the direction he usually walked in and out, and it was the opposite side of the road.
Yan Hang ran side by side with him. He only walked around once when he first arrived. After two intersections, there were fewer people on the road, and people started to see runners on the sidewalk.
"You..." Yan Hang turned his head and found that he could be three steps away from him on the first day of the new year. Next to the wall, the sidewalk was narrow and not obvious. The sidewalk in this section was very wide, and half of it was a bicycle lane. He was still next to him. side.
"Huh?" Xiaoyi responded.
Yan Hang reached out and grabbed the clothes on his shoulders and pulled him out: "Do you usually run this way?"
"Yes," the first day of the new year pointed to the front, "be in front, turn face to face, run in circles."
Yan Hang was amused: "Those who don't know think you can't breathe after five minutes of running."
"I'm still, I can still jump." On the first day of the new year, he seemed to be in a good mood, and he ran forward as he said.
"How are these shoes?" Yan Hang asked.
"Comfortable," said the first day of the month, "really, so comfortable."
Yan Hang smiled.
On the first day of the first grade, I could see that I ran a lot. In addition, I always ran away or went home in a hurry. I ran three laps with Yan Hang and adjusted my breathing well without panting too much.
It was the first time for Yan Hang to run with someone. Normally, he would feel awkward if someone approached him, but today he felt okay.
I ran silently and happily for most of the first day of junior high school, occasionally saying a word or two.
Not so lonely anymore.
After running quickly and slowly for half an hour, they stopped and walked along the road.
"I invite you to drink, water." said the first day.
"I ask you," Yan Hang said, "you can't even afford two bowls of noodles."
"It's okay today," said the first day of the year with a smile, "distributed the pocket money."
"How much?" Yan Hang asked.
"Enough for you to drink, water." Chu Yi patted his trouser pocket.
"I don't drink white water," Yan Hang raised his eyebrows, "I want to drink sweet, iced black tea."
"No question, question." He raised his eyebrows on the first grade, "Yes, it's money."
On the first day of the new year, I went to the small supermarket next to buy two bottles of ice black tea, and took him to the chair next to the green belt to sit down.
"Big money." Yan Hang unscrewed the bottle cap and took a sip.
"No, it's a very big one," said the first day.
Yan Hang laughed for a long time, and after drinking two more sips of ice black tea, he suddenly noticed that there seemed to be water flickering on the railing in front.
"Isn't it? Is this the river?" He stood up and walked to the railing. There was a river, but it was obviously cleaner than the tree hole, and the water volume was larger.
"Well," walked over on the first day of the new year, stepped to sit on the railing, "this is up, upstream."
"Then why don't you come here to find a tree hole and talk." Yan Hang leaned against the railing.
"Many people." said the first day.
"Not everyone..." Yan Hang glanced at him, "They will bully you."
"Get used to it." Chuyi smiled.
"In fact, I don't like places with too many people," Yan Hang said, "except when working."
"You, why don't you go to school anymore?" asked the first day.
"Basically, I haven't been there," Yan Hang said, "Anyway, I won't stay anywhere."
Looking at him on the first day of the junior high school, he didn't speak for a long time.
Yan Hang flicked a cigarette out of his pocket and held it in his mouth. When he touched the lighter again, he touched a steel screw. He took it out and looked at it and smiled: "The first day of the new year."
"Huh?" Chuyi looked at him.
"I'll make you a magic trick," Yan Hang said. "My dad taught me the magic trick to pick up girls."
"Bubble, are you here?" asked the first day of the month.
Yan Hang looked at him.
"No?" said the first day.
Yan Hang sighed.
"Then me, neither is it, girl." said the first day of the month.
"I said I'll make you a magic trick, did I fucking say I'm going to get you?" Yan Hang said.
"Then," Chu Yi said with a smile, "When you pick up girls, when you pick up girls, you mean, I want to pick up, do you?"
"Do you know why you are stuttering?" Yan Hang said.
"I know," Chu nodded, "Too, I owe you."
"Shut up if you know it!" Yan Hang stretched out his hand, took off the ring on his little finger, and gently made a fist with the back of his hand upwards, and put the steel pin between the fingers, "open your eyes and look."
"Okay." The first day of the month stared at that Gang Yonger very intently.
Yan Hang moved his fingers lightly, Gang Juner turned between the index finger and middle finger to between the middle finger and the ring finger, and then moved gently, Gang Juner turned between the ring finger and the little finger again.
"Me, too," said the first day, "not yet, not slow, move."
Yan Hang glanced at him, didn't say anything, accelerated his speed, and Gang Ju'er turned back all the way continuously, seeing that he was about to speak with a mouth, he pointed to the first day of the first day.
On the first day of the new year, he closed his mouth and continued to stare.
Gang Ju'er rolled back and forth faster and faster between his fingers, then Yan Hang shook his hand, and Gang Jun'er disappeared from his little finger.
Yan Hang was a little surprised when his reaction was approaching on the first day of the junior year. He grabbed Yan Hang's wrist and put his fingers in his cuffs and touched it.
"Is there?" Yan Hang raised the corners of his mouth.
"No," Chu Yi looked at him, "I am, shouldn't I ask, go, where did you go?"
"Yeah." Yan Hang nodded.
"Go, where is it?" asked the first day of the month.
Yan Hang slammed his hand in front of his eyes, his finger was wrong, and Gang Juner was sandwiched between his index and middle fingers: "Here."
"Wow!" Chu Yi yelled, then added after a pause, "I don't, it's not acting."
"Do it again?" Yan Hang looked at him.
Nodded at first.
Yan Hang picked up his sleeves, exposed his arms, and put the steel pegs between his fingers.
Just when he was about to stare at him intently on the first day of the new year, his hand shook, and the steel wheel disappeared.
"Hey?" The first day of the year was stunned.
"Quickly ask." Yan Hang patted his hands and turned his palms to him.
"Where did you go?" He didn't even bother to stutter.
Yan Hang stretched out his hand and tapped lightly on his chest. When he turned his palm, Gang Juer was already lying in the palm of his hand: "Here."
"You, make so much, girl," Chu Yi looked at Gang Juner and touched his chest, "Will be beaten, right?"
Yan Hang didn't speak, took out a band-aid in his pocket, quickly tore it open and stuck it to his mouth.
On the first day of the first year, he touched his mouth and laughed.
"Do you see how it changed this time?" Yan Hang asked.
Shaking his head on the first day.
"That's right, I can't see clearly," Yan Hang tossed the steel jade in his hand, "Do you know why?"
The first day of the new year continued to shake his head.
"Because it is not an ordinary steel pin, it is a..." Yan Hang said, "the steel pin is fine."
On the first day of the new year, I was stunned for a while, and then tore off the band-aids from my mouth. I laughed wildly, and the happy voice went off.
"Fart," Yan Hang smiled at him, "Here."
Chu looked at him happily: "Huh?"
"This is for you," Yan Hang said, "My dad always tells me that Gang Juner is a talisman, because it is everywhere and everywhere."
The first breath did not catch his breath, and after receiving Gang Juner, he stared for a long time before raising his eyes: "Really?"
"Really." Yan Hang nodded.
"You are, you are not," the first day of the month said softly, "Here too, stay here, can't stay, how long."
Yan Hang didn't say a word, and patted him on the shoulder.
He didn't speak any more in the first day of the junior high school, put the steel into his pocket, and squeezed again through the clothes.
As he walked back slowly, Chu Chu took a handful of steel rods out of his pocket: "Steel, you are good at them."
"Well, Ning'er Jing." Yan Hang said.
Turning his head on the first day of the new year: "Yan Hang."
"What happened?" Yan Hang asked.
"Where did you come from?" asked the first day of the month.
"From many places." Yan Hang smiled.
"Then you are, where are you from?" asked again on the first day.
Yan Hang looked at him. This question was not particularly easy to answer. He didn't even have a place name in his mind like many people's conditioned reflexes.
"Hometown, yes, where?" The first day of the junior high school probably thought he didn't understand.
"Hometown," Yan Hang took a breath, looked up at the night sky, and slowly vomited out, "I am my hometown."
When they broke up at the intersection, the first day of the new year took out the steel again: "You still have it, do you have it? Jing?"
"Be more civilized." Yan Hang said.
"Steel bead is fine." said the first day.
"Yes," Yan Hang nodded, "So it's an amulet, it's everywhere."
"Well," put the steel pin back at the beginning, "good night."
"Good night." Yan Hang said.
When Yan Hang returned home, his father was not there, but as soon as he opened the door, he saw an envelope on the table.
Dad came back and left again.
He is very familiar with this envelope. The edges of the paper are shaved and the four corners are curled. Every time he sees this envelope, he will panic in his heart.
"I haven't come back for half a month, you just open it." Dad said.
Over the years, he had seen this envelope several times, although every time his dad came back within half a month, he never had a chance to open it.
But he didn't want to open it, or even see it.
Yan Hang took an English book that he wouldn't read for a while, opened it, clamped the envelope in, and stuffed it under the coffee table.
The less you can hide, the better.
When I got home on the first day of the new year, there were only my mother and grandma with a cigarette in the living room.
"Where did the shoes come from?" Mom saw the shoes on his feet at a glance.
"Classmate's." Chu took off a pair of shoes.
"The new one or the old one?" Mom came over, picked up the shoes and looked at it, "Yo still double NB."
"Well," said the first day of the month, "the old one."
"So what about those pairs?" Mom looked at him.
"The soles are off, they are off," the first day of the month said softly, "sold."
Those shoes should not be thrown away, they should be brought back. Grandma sells ragged children every month, and even has a pill box, but he really can't take them back in front of Yan Hang.
"How much did it cost?" Mom asked immediately.
"Ten yuan." said the first day.
"At least I can sell it for 15! It's made of rubber," my mother frowned, "Forget it, ten yuan is ten yuan, you keep your pocket money."
"Yeah." The first day of the day responded.
"Let's say it, let's be a prodigal thing!" Grandma was dissatisfied with her cigarette, "Ten yuan! Ten yuan is enough for what!"
"Your pile of cartons can't sell for ten yuan," said my mother irritably, "you bite money and money all day long!"
"I don't bite the money, you give me money? Are you rich? You don't need to listen to me when you buy a house!" Grandma pointed to his mother.
"I ran to two construction sites yesterday," my mother sat back on the sofa, "now the house price is crazy, and the houses in Hexi are almost 20,000 yuan!"
"Don't worry about the houses in the city, the suburbs! The county! Where can't it be! His dad has a car and is convenient for commuting," grandma tut, "did you see Erping bought a house in Hexi? You have to follow along. Buy it there."
"Fart!" Mom said.
"She also relied on her father to get her money, look at it, sooner or later, she will be defeated." Grandma said.
"I think so." Mom took a sip of tea.
On the first day of the new year, I got down on the desk, took out my mobile phone, and turned the screen to the darkest level, trying to prevent my mother and grandma from being aware of their existence.
He opened WeChat with difficulty and entered the circle of friends in ten thousand years. After another three thousand years, he finally saw the content of the circle of friends.
Fortunately, the circle of friends of Xingtian’s little brother today is the first one.
It's still an advanced English circle of friends who don't understand.
With a picture.
It took a few times at the beginning to determine that this is a completely black picture, not that it was not loaded.
-The fear from deep within