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Fifteen (2019).

The hug didn't last long.As soon as the car stopped, Yu Zhinian took the initiative to end it.

Yang Ke seemed to be still confused, put Yu Zhinian's hand, not knowing what happened, raised his head, and looked into Yu Zhinian's eyes.

"I'm home." Yu Zhinian said to Yang Ke.

The driver opened the door for them.

Yang Ke nodded, got out of the car next to Yu Zhinian, and walked into the house.

Yu Zhinian felt that because of the hug just now, he smelled of Yang Ke, and smelling the air was like smelling Yang Ke.

The time-limited intimacy made Yu Zhinian feel faint pain and jealousy.Because in the future, Yang Ke after drinking is not his, and the rare dullness will be given to others.

As soon as he entered the door, Yang Ke's cell phone rang.

He said "who is it" unhappy, took it out to have a look, then answered the phone and said, "Dad."

Yu Zhinian looked back, Yang Ke handed the suit jacket he took off to the housekeeper, and while answering the call from Zhao Sibei, he pulled his tie.

"Just got home," he said to his dad, "went out to eat."

I don't know if it was because of one hand, or because he was drunk, Yu Zhinian watched him pull it a few times, but he didn't pull it away.

Yang Ke looked up at Yu Zhinian, then suddenly reached out, grabbed Yu Zhinian's wrist, and pulled it to his tie.Yang Ke's hands were a little hot, he looked at Yu Zhinian unceremoniously, and raised his chin slightly, as if ordering Yu Zhinian to untie his tie for him.

Yu Zhinian froze for a moment, leaned over in a panic, and realized that Yang Ke might not be using the right force, and the tie got stuck. Just as he was about to remove it for him, he heard him chatting with his father, saying, "It's not work."

"I took three days off." Yang Ke's voice was very close to him.

"Not alone."

"Yu Zhinian?" Yang Ke looked down at him and said, "At home, what's wrong?"

When Yu Zhinian heard his name, he stopped and looked at Yang Ke.

Zhao Sibei didn't know what to say to Yang Ke over there, Yang Ke listened silently.

They didn't sit down, they stood under the soft light all the time.

A guilty conscience rose from Yu Zhinian's heart.Because he should have left here long ago and shouldn't have stayed here.

He remembered what Zhao Sibei said when he said goodbye that day, and felt ashamed of his trust and expectations for Zhao Sibei.

I feel like an excellent student who was caught cheating in the final exam, walking regretfully on the way to the Academic Affairs Office being turned away by the invigilator, afraid of the disappointed eyes of the head teacher.

"He rented a house, but the plumbing in that house was broken." Yang Ke suddenly replied to Zhao Sibei, and then patted the back of Yu Zhinian's hand, signaling Yu Zhinian to help him untie his tie.

Yu Zhinian was startled, and concentrated on untiing Yang Ke's tie. Yang Ke said again, "I don't know how long it will take. Is there any problem?"

"Understood." Yang Ke said to his father, then hung up the phone and turned to Yu Zhinian: "Too stupid."

"It takes so long to untie the tie." He blamed Yu Zhinian in a tone that didn't seem like a reproach.

Zhao Sibei's call made Yu Zhinian feel that accepting such drunken intimacy is actually shameful and violates the established code of ethics.He looked at Yang Ke, and felt that it was difficult to get along with Yang Ke who had been drinking. He said that he wanted to sleep, and went upstairs without waiting for Yang Ke to answer.

After returning to his room, Yu Zhinian took a shower, walked out and saw that Zhao Sibei had sent him a message.

Zhao Sibei said, "Zhi Nian, could you call me back if it's convenient?"

Yu Zhinian wiped his hair, turned on the speakerphone, and called Zhao Sibei back. Zhao Sibei answered quickly and said, "Zhinian."

"I'll move right away," Yu Zhinian took the initiative to say, "After I came back, I first came to Yang Ke's house to pick up things, but the lock on the basement door of his house was broken, and the moving company couldn't move, and then the agency called me and said to rent The water pipes in my house are broken, so I can’t live there. I originally wanted to stay in a hotel, but the housekeeper kept me, and Yang Ke might see me as pitiful, so he asked the housekeeper to lift my suitcase up.”

"I'm only staying for two days," he assured Zhao Sibei. "My classmate said he could let me live there, and I will move there as soon as possible."

"...I didn't mean that," Zhao Sibei said, "Zhi Nian. I'm not here to blame you."

There was helplessness in his tone, as if Yu Zhinian misunderstood him too deeply.

"I just want to tell you that if you have any difficulties, you can come to me," he said, "whether it is financial or life."

"There is no difficulty." Yu Zhinian said.

"Did you and Yang Ke go out for dinner tonight?" He asked Yu Zhinian.

Yu Zhinian said, "Yes."

"The restaurant was opened by one of his investors," Yu Zhinian explained, "I invited him to bring his companions to try the dishes. Maybe I just came back and he took me there."

"Zhinian..." Zhao Sibei paused for a while. He seemed to want to say something, but he didn't say anything. He told Yu Zhinian to go to bed early and have a good rest, and then hung up the phone.

Yu Zhinian wiped his hair half dry, sat on the bed, sent a message to Shao Xilin, and asked him, "Are you asleep?"

Shao Xilin said no, Yu Zhinian said: "Is it convenient to take me in tonight? (I've already finished washing)"

"Yes," Shao Xilin replied quickly, and asked Yu Zhinian when he would arrive, and then said, "I slept very late, have you finished your February shorthand? Show me."

Yu Zhinian looked at the taxi-hailing app and told Shao Xilin: We will arrive in about two hours.

Shao Xilin said "no problem".

Yu Zhinian looked at his watch, it was already half past ten.

The clothes that the nanny washed for him were already hanging in the closet. He took them out and folded them, put them back in the box, zipped up the zipper, called a car on the software, and there was a sudden knock on the door of the room.

He pushed the suitcase to the side of the cabinet next to the door, walked over and opened the door.

Yang Ke was standing outside wearing a gray home sports long sleeve.

He should also have just taken a shower, his hair is dry, and his body no longer smells like the smell in the car, but his expression is still drunk, and he looks closer.

"What's wrong?" Yu Zhinian asked him.

Yang Ke looked at him for a while and said, "It's nothing."

The drunk Yang Ke and the usual him seem to be two species, although the words and deeds of the two kinds of Yang Ke make Yu Zhinian puzzled.

Yu Zhinian stood face to face with him for a while, and asked him tentatively, "Good night then?"

"Well," Yang Ke said, "good night."

Then he turned and left, walked along the corridor, towards the stairs, and returned to his room on the third floor.

Yu Zhinian closed the door, his head ached, and he couldn't figure out why Yang Ke came.

Before he sat down, the driver who had just made an appointment called him and said that he had arrived at the gate of the villa.

Yu Zhinian went to get the box by the door, thinking about what he should tell Yang Ke when he left this time.

Anyway, he left here twice, as if he was running for his life, because as far as Yu Zhinian knew, Yang Ke didn't need to say goodbye to him with a sense of ceremony.Just say it.

He went downstairs with the suitcase, opened the door, and dragged the suitcase outside.

It was still cold at night in Heshi in May, the driver's Ford was parked outside the gate, and the headlights shone on the iron railings and carved stones. Yu Zhinian felt that it was a bit too bright and conspicuous.

The driver was a middle-aged man, wearing a jacket of invisible color, leaning against the car door to smoke. Seeing Yu Zhinian coming out, he threw the cigarette butt on the ground, crushed it with his foot, and said, "There is only one piece of luggage?"

Yu Zhinian said yes, and he opened the trunk.

Putting the box in and before closing it, Yu Zhinian heard someone calling him behind him.

He turned around and saw Yang Ke standing not far away.In the dark night, Yang Ke seemed to be taller, still wearing the pajamas he had just said good night to, looked at Yu Zhinian, and took two steps closer.

The car lights happened to illuminate half of his body, and Yu Zhinian saw half of his face, and also found that Yang Ke was wearing the slippers at home.

"What are you doing?" Yang Ke asked him in a low voice, in an almost puzzled tone.

Yu Zhinian thought for a while, and said to Yang Ke: "I think it's better to live out."

"Why," Yang Ke asked, "what's the problem living here?"

Yang Ke had no expression on his face, but because he was dressed very homely and didn't talk like usual, Yu Zhinian felt that he looked a little innocent.

"Not so good," Yu Zhinian said, "I don't know when the house will be repaired. I have been living here, as if I still want an inheritance."

"What's wrong with asking for an inheritance?" Yang Ke asked him again.

The night wind blew over, and the driver stood quietly not far away, without speaking.

The asphalt road behind the Ford was wide and long, like a still black river under the dim street lights.

"Would you like an inheritance?" Yu Zhinian asked Yang Ke back.He paused, unable to control his emotions: "Do you think it's good that I harass you here every day and chase you every day?"

Yang Ke seemed to be in a daze, and after a few seconds, he asked Yu Zhinian: "Then are you going to chase someone else?"

Yu Zhinian didn't understand Yang Ke's logic, felt confused, and said, "No."

"Yang Ke," Yu Zhinian looked at Yang Ke, and thought that Yang Ke came to him just now, but he didn't say anything. He felt that Yang Ke was really weird these two days. After thinking about it, he asked him, "What's the matter with you?" Want to tell me?"

Yang Ke looked at Yu Zhinian, and after a while, said "En".

"What's wrong?" Yu Zhinian asked him.

Yang Ke still didn't speak, as if what he was going to say made him very difficult to say.

Yu Zhinian stood and waited patiently for a while, Yang Ke still didn't say anything, but stood in front of Yu Zhinian persistently.Suddenly, a very absurd guess flashed in Yu Zhinian's mind.

Ever since he came back, Yang Ke was willing to let him live at home, and kept mentioning the trust matter. It seemed that he very much hoped that Yu Zhinian could inherit the inheritance.As well as some behaviors that may seem stiff now, even coming out of the house in the early morning to stop him, Yu Zhinian couldn't help but think of another possibility.

Yu Zhinian opened his mouth, and asked Yang Ke slowly: "Do you need to marry me?"

"Are you in need of money?" Yu Zhinian asked him.

Yang Ke looked at him silently, but did not refute, as if allowing Yu Zhinian to continue talking.

"If you need that inheritance, I can register your marriage with you," Yu Zhinian said, "I mean, go through the legal process."

"Then think of a way with Lawyer Li to see how to transfer it to you," Yu Zhinian looked into Yang Ke's eyes and whispered, "If it is, you don't have to be embarrassed to tell me. I won't use this as a threat What about you, the money should have been yours."

"Yang Ke," Yu Zhinian asked him seriously, "Do you need it?"

The driver of the Ford car smoked another cigarette, and Yu Zhinian could smell the smoke.Out of the corner of his eye, he saw faint, misty smoke floating from the bright orange cigarette butt in the darkness.

After waiting for a short time, Yang Ke said to Yu Zhinian, "Yes."

——Observation and Analysis Diary ([-])

Theme: Yang Ke's funny angry moment

(Recorder: Yu Zhinian Time: 2016.10.15)

In the afternoon, I was with Catherine, starting from the library, about to go to class, and met Yang Ke by the elevator.

Yang Ke and two other unknown students walked into the down elevator first.

After entering the elevator with Catherine, Yang Ke didn't take the initiative to speak again, and stood quietly aside.Two other unnamed students discussed assignments with him, and he sometimes responded with words.

Catherine linked arms and kept talking, talking about the number of likes on her photos on social networks, the characteristics of each photo, and once took out her mobile phone as an example, trying to discuss the secret of finding the most likes for photos.

The two parties talked for a long time, and suddenly they collectively realized that the elevator was not moving.

It turned out that no one pressed the elevator.

Yang Ke got angry and reached out to press the first floor himself.