Carry the handle and tell me not to leave after school

As soon as Hang Yiwei was on winter vacation, he found a part-time job in a restaurant. He went to work at nine o'clock in the morning, and had a two-hour lunch break in the afternoon. He got off work at around nine o'clock in the evening when there were no customers.

Eighteen thousand a month, when Xiao Yin knew the salary, the expression on his face was particularly ugly.

In his view, one thousand eight a month is a waste of time and energy.

Hang Yiwei earned three times as much money for writing a line, but he lost his mind when he finally spoke, and swallowed such words. If such things as self-esteem get in, the consequences will be disastrous.

Because Hang Yiwei has to work part-time, Xiao Yin doesn't have much entertainment every day, so he just reads books and writes questions at home. In a blink of an eye, it will be the Spring Festival, New Year's Eve.

The day before Hang's mother went to take Hang Yiwei's grandparents home to celebrate the New Year together. On the morning of 31, Hang Yiwei was called up to help. Although he doesn't know how to cook, he still knows how to peel garlic and wash vegetables. of.

Hang's mother is very happy this year, because Hang Yiwei is no longer at the bottom of the final exam. Shen Xuechu also called her specifically to tell her that Hang Yiwei has made great progress and is now interested in studying.

The long-awaited wish has come true, and Hang Ma's joy is beyond words.

After lunch, Hang's mother asked Hang Yiwei to take his grandparents out for a walk. The cold and damp alley was full of people. The child ran with a cannon and threw it at the feet of passers-by. People were so frightened that they all jumped up, followed by thunderous curses.

The last day of the old year slowly walked away amidst all the frenzy.

Hang Yiwei took Grandpa Hang and Grandma Hang around in a circle. The shops on the street were closed, but it was not as lively as the alley.

"Da Hang." Grandma Hang took Hang Yiwei's hand, and now she stopped to take out a roll of money from the interlayer of the padded jacket, "You keep it yourself, don't let your mother know." Hang As grandma said, she stuffed the money into Hang Yiwei's bag.

Hang Yiwei quickly pushed her hand away, "Grandma, what are you doing, I have money."

"This is the New Year's money that grandma gave you. It has nothing to do with whether you have money or not." Grandma Hang looked at Hang Yiwei angrily.

Hang Yiwei frowned, "I'm already in high school, I don't need lucky money."

"Dahang." Grandpa Hang looked at Hang Yiwei angrily. He and Grandma Hang have been living in the country all these years, and they don't come to Hang Yiwei's house a few times throughout the year, for fear of causing trouble to them.

Their son was ignorant, and he wasted his life, leaving behind the young child and the young Hang's mother. Even if Hang's mother didn't tell them about the hardships of their mother and son these years, they could still think about it.They really have no skills, they can't do anything, they can only plant land in the countryside, and bring some food to Hang Ma from time to time, so that Hang Ma can save some money in doing business.Moreover, Hang's mother was very angry and refused to ask them for a penny. They could only give Hang Yiwei some money in the name of New Year's money throughout the year.

Hang Yiwei: "Grandpa, I really don't need it, I can already make money myself now."

"What kind of money can you make?" Grandpa Hang only thought it was Hang Yiwei's rhetoric.

Hang Yiwei explained, "Really, I can make a lot of money at a time by writing calligraphy and calligraphy for people. And I'm working part-time during the winter vacation, so I really don't need money."

"Even if you are not short of money now, I don't know how much money you can use in the future, such as the college entrance examination, going to university." Grandma Hang sighed, "Your mother is definitely not willing to accept this money, Dahang, you just Think about your mother, if you accept the money, she can stay up less at night."

Hang Yiwei originally had a stomach for explaining, but all the reasons for saying that he is an adult and can make money by himself were blocked by Grandma Hang's words.

"Dahang, your grandma and I don't need money at all in the country, so you don't have to worry about us. If you don't charge this money, your grandma and I really don't know what's the point of being half dead." Grandpa Hang sighed heavily.

Hang Yiwei's heart trembled.

He looked at Grandpa Hang and Grandma Hang tangledly. Even though he knew that Grandpa Hang's words were exaggerated, he still heard the loneliness.

When people live to a certain age, their own value can only be recognized by others.

Grandpa Hang and Grandma Hang have no ambitions in this life. They live hard every year, and the only idea of ​​making money is not to cause trouble for Hang’s mother. Damn burden.

"My mother will definitely scold me if she finds out that I took this money." Hang Yiwei held Grandma Hang's hand helplessly.

Grandma Hang knew that he was letting go, and immediately put the money into his pocket with a smile on her face, "Take it well, don't drop it. Don't tell your mother."

"Ah."

Grandpa Hang and Grandma Hang walked downstairs and chatted with the uncle and aunt of the next family about the topic of socialism. Hang Yiwei worried that Hang Ma would not be busy at home alone, so he trotted upstairs.

As a result, after going upstairs, Hang Yiwei found that Hang's mother was not in the living room. He went to hang's mother's room to see that Hang's mother was sleeping.Hang Yiwei pursed his lips into a line and frowned tightly. He backed out and closed the door lightly.

He was boringly knocking melon seeds in the living room, and after a while, his brain hurt.

He sat for a while idly pressing the remote control, from the first one to the last program, and then back to one.Then he was bored and thought wildly, thinking that he must work hard in the coming year, not giving up on studying and making money, thinking about how to make Hang Ma not so hard, and thinking about Xiao Yin.

Xiao Yin told him two days ago that their family was very busy during the Chinese New Year and might not be able to come and play with him. He didn't feel anything at that time, but now he suddenly felt empty.

He thought for a while, then ran to his room, picked up a pencil case on the desk, and took out a small note from it. There was a string of numbers on the note, which Xiao Yin wrote to him.

Only Hang Ma has a mobile phone in his family, which is placed on the coffee table outside the living room.

Hang Yiwei held the note in the palm of his hand and went out to pick up the mobile phone on the coffee table, and walked quickly back to his room.

When Hang Yiwei pressed the string of phone numbers, his hands trembled.

The moment he dialed it out, he sat on his narrow bed, his heart beating in his throat.

There was always a beeping sound on the other end of the phone.

It seemed as if it had been ringing for a century before it finally answered.

"Hello." Xiao Yin's deep and magnetic voice came from the earpiece into the eardrum, accompanied by noisy noise.

Hang Yiwei couldn't restrain himself from falling backwards, fell on the bed, pulled the quilt and covered his face, "I'm Hang Yiwei."

There was silence over there.

"Wait." Xiao Yin said something to the phone, then got up and stood up, and said to Xiao Ting who was sitting behind watching the battle, "Sister, stand for me for a while."

Hang Yiwei frowned slightly, he didn't hear the last sentence very clearly.

But why did he feel that Xiao Yin was playing cards?

"Hanghang?" Xiao Yin came out of the house, went to the small garden, and tentatively called the person on the receiver.

Hang Yiwei blinked, "Are you playing cards?"

Hearing his voice, Xiao Yin's lips curled up uncontrollably, "Well, our family has a tradition every year, on New Year's Eve, the decisive battle will last until twelve o'clock."

That's why he was busy, Hang Yiwei curled his lips.

"Why did you think of calling me?" When Xiao Yin wrote the number to him, he never thought that Hang Yiwei would really call him.

Hang Yiwei was silent for a long time, then turned over, "I'm a little bored."

Xiao Yin: "Didn't you play with Qiao Zhuo?"

"Da Qiao's family has many people during the New Year every year." Hang Yiwei looked at the ceiling, "My dad doesn't have any siblings."

After saying this, Hang Yiwei immediately regretted it. He cleared his throat and changed the subject abruptly, "Did you win or lose today?"

Xiao Yin's eyes flickered slightly, "I won, I will treat you to dinner after the Chinese New Year."

"Then you win more, I eat more."

Xiao Yin on the other end of the phone smiled softly.

"Hanghang, do you sleep alone at night?" Xiao Yin asked him suddenly.

Hang Yiwei froze for a moment, "Yes."

Grandpa Hang and Grandma Hang have a special room. His small room with single bed is too crowded for him to sleep alone.

"That's good." Xiao Yin nodded thoughtfully.

Hang Yiwei: "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing. I may have to sleep with my cousin at night. He sleeps very honestly."

The two of them didn't talk for a while, Hang Ma called Hang Yiwei outside, and he hurried out, Hang Ma didn't say anything when she saw him calling, but Hang Yiwei's first reaction was to call Xiao Yin.

As a result, Hang Ma snatched the phone and chatted with Xiao Yin for half an hour.

From the skyrocketing price of Chinese New Year to talking about beauty and health preservation, Hang Yiwei admires Xiao Yin's nonsense skills very much.

In the evening, the Hang family sat at the dining table, watched the Spring Festival Gala, and ate with a fire. At eleven o'clock, Hang's mother went to cook glutinous rice balls again.

Hang Yiwei thought the glutinous rice balls were delicious, and the Spring Festival Gala was boring. He almost fell asleep, but because he wanted to accompany Hang Ma and the others, he yawned and stayed up until twelve o'clock. The year of the new year is coming, and there is a burst of earth-shattering firecrackers and fireworks outside.

Hang Yiwei picked up the firecrackers he had bought earlier and rushed downstairs to join the army of 'pollution'. He bought the kind of fireworks that could be held in his hands, lit the fuse with a match, and then stretched out his hand, boom With a slap, his hand was shaken, and the fireworks shot up into the sky, bursting into colorful bursts into the sky.

Chinese New Year ah, laughter, beaming.

New things are always good.

After celebrating the arrival of the new year, the Hang family packed up and went to sleep.Hang Yiwei changed into his pajamas and went to his room, and stuffed his warm body, which was baked in the living room, into the quilt, and he let out a long sigh of relief.

Maybe it was because he had survived the most sleepy time just now, but he is not sleepy anymore when he is lying on the bed. Hang Yiwei tossed and turned on the bed for a long time without doing anything. Mom and the others woke him up, but he could only stay in the room.From time to time there was the sound of fireworks outside, and bursts of light came in from the windows one after another.

Hang Yiwei closed his eyes and began to travel far and wide.

He tossed and turned for a while and finally fell asleep, thump, thump, thump... There was a sudden sound outside, and Hang Yiwei suddenly woke up.

dong dong dong.

It's coming from outside the window.

Hang Yiwei frowned, how could the glass of his house on the fifth floor make noise?There are thieves on New Year's Eve?Hang Yiwei lay down for a while, and the sound outside stopped. Hang Yiwei was about to breathe a sigh of relief, when there was another thump, thump, thump outside.

"Hang Hang, Hang Hang?"

Accompanied by that frightening thump, thump, thump, it was Xiao Yin's voice.

Hang Yiwei's eyes widened and he suddenly turned over and rushed over, opened the window, Xiao Yin stepped on the natural gas pipeline with one foot, and propped his foot on the awning of the household downstairs.

I rely on!

Hang Yiwei quickly stretched out his hand to pull him, but Xiao Yin didn't refuse. He hanged outside for a long time, and his physical strength was almost exhausted.

Hang Yiwei dragged Xiao Yin to his room, his warm body was covered with air-conditioning by Xiao Yin, and he shivered.

Xiao Yin panted and looked at him, "Go to the bed/cover yourself."

Hang Yiwei ignored him, "Why are you here? You don't leave the main entrance, and you climb the wall." He dared to climb such a tall building, did he really think he was Spider-Man?

Xiao Yin looked at him with a smile, "I'll come to celebrate the New Year with you."

"It's past zero." Hang Yiwei frowned tightly, "Did you drink too much?"

Xiao Yin reached out and hugged him into his arms, "I didn't drink."

Hang Yiwei originally wanted to struggle, but Xiao Yin hugged his waist tightly, so he couldn't break free.

"It's so cold, go to bed." Xiao Yin pulled him and climbed onto his bed.

Totally disregarded that it was a single bed.

He stuffed Hang Yiwei under the quilt first, then took off his coat before getting in.During the whole process, Hang Yiwei wanted to reject his approach several times, but when he saw that the tip of Xiao Yin's nose was red, he swallowed all the rejections.

Xiao Yin got under the quilt and stretched out his hand to grab Hang Yiwei who had been leaning back into his arms, "Happy New Year."

Xiao Yin's voice mixed with laughter made Hang Yiwei's heart skip a beat.

The tip of his nose rubbed against Xiao Yin's cold air, and his heart softened, "Well... Happy New Year." Hang Yiwei said in a stiff tone.

When Xiao Yin heard his words, he laughed in a muffled voice.

He put his hand on Hang Yiwei's waist, and the two of them were close to each other. The warm body temperature of Hang Yiwei rolled into his arms, and the fireworks outside were like his uncontrollable heartbeat.

"Hanghang." Xiao Yin called him.

Hang Yiwei looked up at him.

Xiao Yin saw Hang Yiwei's eyes through the weak light outside, he was puzzled and sincere, his heart froze, and the next second he suddenly turned over and pressed Hang Yiwei under him.

Hang Yiwei was startled by his sudden movement, subconsciously pushed him with his hand, and Xiao Yin took advantage of the situation to press his hand on the bed sheet.

There was uncontrollable passion/desire in those long and narrow eyes.

Xiao Yin looked at him condescendingly, "I want to kiss you."

Hang Yiwei's face burned, he subconsciously tilted his head to avoid Xiao Yin's sight, Xiao Yin reached out and pinched his chin, forcing him to look at him.

"Hang Hang."

Hang Yiwei wanted to call him stupid.

But before scolding Xiao Yin, he lowered his head and kissed him on the lips, then let go and looked at him with his head down, Hang Yiwei's neck burned.

"Don't go down after kissing!" Hang Yiwei was annoyed.

There was a smile on Xiao Yin's face, "Not enough." He squeezed Hang Yiwei's chin, then lowered his head and kissed his lips, then let go and glanced at him again, and found that there was only panic and shyness on his face, Xiao Yin Yin bowed his head again, stuck out his tongue and licked his lips.

Hang Yiwei shrank from being licked by him, he wanted to escape, but Xiao Yin's entire upper body was pressed on him, and he had nowhere to escape.

Xiao Yin pinched his chin with one hand, pressed his hand with the other, clasped his fingers tightly, pried open his lips with his tongue, and softly and forcefully kissed the person under him.

Lingering to death.