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A long time later, under Yang Ke's deliberate neglect, the details of the years when he and Yu Zhinian have been inseparable have become very blurred in his mind.Like covering up scars, Yang Ke covered those times with thick gauze and tape. In retrospect, at most, he could only glimpse few and short fragments from the almost non-existent gaps.

However, Yang Ke's winter is special and cannot be counted as a scar.Even when he hated Yu Zhinian the most, it was still difficult for Yang Ke to stamp him with shame.

In the last month of that year, Yang Zhongyun fell ill.

The disease came suddenly. Last week he was attending a meeting in the capital and playing golf with celebrities. The next week, he was diagnosed with a malignant tumor in the middle stage during the physical examination.

When he heard the news, Yang Ke was in a chemistry experiment class.After the teacher finished explaining the experimental procedures, the door of the laboratory was knocked open. The vice principal and Secretary Xu stood outside the door with a dignified look on their faces.

After getting in the car, Secretary Xu was in the passenger seat and informed Yang Ke and Yu Zhinian of Yang Zhongyun's situation.

"Zhi Nian, before Mr. Yang entered the operating room, he specifically confessed that he wanted you to accompany him," Secretary Xu said in a low voice, "So here at the school, I asked for a period of leave for you."

Yu Zhinian frowned slightly, said yes obediently, and asked Secretary Xu worriedly: "Is the success rate of the operation high?"

Yang Ke glanced at him and saw that his hands were still stained with paint. It should be halfway through the painting class, and he forgot to wash it off before it was too late.

Yang Zhongyun performed the operation in the private hospital invested by the group, and there is an operating room and suite reserved for him on the top floor.

They took the special elevator up, and the door of the operating room was tightly closed.Yang Zhongyun's other two secretaries and group executives gathered outside the door, and everyone seemed extremely concerned.

Seeing Yang Ke and Yu Zhinian approaching, they all gathered to comfort them.

Yang Ke didn't say anything. From his point of view, among the dozens of people present, only Yu Zhinian, and perhaps including Yang Ke, didn't want anything to happen to Yang Zhongyun.

The operation took nearly six hours.At first everyone stood, but after too long, they all sat down.

Yu Zhinian sat beside Yang Ke, clapping his hands worriedly. Yang Ke patted him on the back reassuringly, and he looked at Yang Ke weakly.

At five minutes past ten in the evening, the door of the operating room finally opened. The doctor told everyone that the operation was a success, but due to Yang Zhongyun's advanced age, the actual effect still needs to be observed.

The people around the operating room stayed for a while, and then slowly left.

Secretary Xu sent the last executive away, and said to Yang Ke: "Master, let the driver take you home first. Zhinian may have to live here."

It was already twelve o'clock when I left the hospital.On the way from the hospital to the home, there were no more vehicles.

Yang Ke looked out the window, under the wide viaduct, as far as he could see, there were bare black tree shadows and the halo of street lamps.He suddenly remembered the day when the hospital was built, about four years ago, Yang Zhongyun took him to the opening ceremony.

There were only the two of them in the lounge, and Yang Zhongyun said to him, "Yang Ke, those people outside all wish that I could come in sooner. What about you? Do you want me to leave sooner?"

Yu Zhinian hadn't come yet.

Yang Ke said, "I don't want to."

Yang Zhongyun smiled slightly, not seeming to believe it.But Yang Ke did not lie.

At the door of the house, the driver opened the car door for Yang Ke. Yang Ke got out of the car, and the cold wind kept blowing.Most of the trees in the courtyard are evergreen, but they are lifeless. They are piled up together under the illumination of floor lamps and landscape lamps.

Heat poured into Yang Ke's body from the open door, wrapped him lightly, and brought him into this home that didn't feel like home.

When he walked through the corridor, went upstairs alone, and walked to his room, he suddenly had a very weird idea. He thought that if he left here now, no one could stop him.

He can go to his father, stay in Xinshi, and live a completely different life from before.

Thinking of this, his pace slowed down.

Standing next to the huge oil painting that Yang Zhongyun had just taken, Yang Ke's cell phone vibrated in a daze.

He received a message from Yu Zhinian.Yu Zhinian asked him if he was home.When Yang Ke said it, Yu Zhinian sent a photo, saying that Secretary Xu had arranged for him to live in the cubicle with the bed. The photo showed a small bed more than one meter wide, not far from Yang Zhongyun's hospital bed.

Yang Ke frowned and asked him, "Is there no nurse?"

"Yes," Yu Zhinian told him, "but I need to live the closest."

Yang Ke had just finished reading when Yu Zhinian suddenly called him, and Yang Ke answered.

"Grandpa wants to observe, he hasn't come to this ward yet, and the nurse is not there," Yu Zhinian said helplessly, "Only I am here, I am a little scared." Then asked him: "Are you coming tomorrow?"

Yang Ke felt that sometimes time would stand still, and the feeling of a moment would become longer.Within a few seconds or more than ten seconds, standing in a dark and silent corridor, Yang Ke looked up at the river on the oil painting, and many pictures appeared in his mind.

Emerging the freedom he imagined, without Yang Zhongyun intervening in all the scenes, he might be able to obtain cheaper but real happiness that has nothing to do with the present.

And staying alone in the hospital, Yu Zhinian, who was about to take care of Yang Zhongyun, breathed faintly and distantly through the receiver, like a looming key connecting Yang Ke and this moment.

"Yang Ke," Yu Zhi asked him in a young voice, "Are you coming?"

At that time, Yang Ke finally told Yu Zhinian "will come".

The next afternoon, when Yang Ke arrived at the hospital, Yang Zhongyun had already left the observation room.According to the doctor's instructions, the secretary blocked the rest of the visitors from the door.

Yang Ke walked in, Yu Zhinian was sitting by the hospital bed, and Yang Zhongyun was dying asleep with an oxygen mask on.

He put his hands on the quilt, the backs of his hands were full of wrinkles, and his right hand was hanging water.Two nurses were standing guard not far away.

Yu Zhinian didn't seem to have slept well, his eyes were blue, and he said to Yang Ke, "You're here."

Yang Ke gave a "hmm", thinking at the time, there is no need to rush to leave at this time, he will have the freedom he wants.

Yang Zhongyun stayed in the hospital for a month, and Yu Zhinian accompanied him for a month.Yang Zhongyun recovered well after the operation, but Yu Zhinian lost a lot of weight and was not in good spirits.

When Yang Ke was in school, sometimes girls would come to talk to him, and they would shyly ask where Yu Zhinian had gone.Yang Ke went to the hospital to visit at night, and when he mentioned it to Yu Zhinian, Yu Zhinian would pretend not to understand and fool around.

At the end of the coldest January, Ning City is cold and windy.

Yang Ke ate at home, arrived at the hospital at eight o'clock, and grandpa fell asleep.When Yu Zhinian saw him, he stood up from the escort chair, and almost lost the financial newspapers on his lap that were used to read to Yang Zhongyun.

"Stupid." Yang Ke whispered to him.

For some reason, Yu Zhinian looked away, put the newspaper on the chair, approached Yang Ke, and asked in a tired voice, "Can you accompany me for a walk."

Yang Ke accompanied him out of the ward and sat in the glass room on the top floor.

The night sky was dark that day, and a few small lights were turned on in the glass room. They sat on the sofa and chatted a few things about the recent school. Yu Zhinian suddenly lost his voice, and leaned his head wobbly on Yang Ke's shoulder superior.

Yang Ke lowered his head slightly, and saw Yu Zhinian's eyes closed, his brows slightly wrinkled, and his eyelashes pressed against his cheeks.

His face was narrow, his skin was fair, and his breathing was even and long.It seems to be the same as when he first came to Yang Ke's house, and it seems to have changed a lot.Yang Ke thought, they had been together for so long that they had already forgotten what Yu Zhinian was like in the earliest days.

Yang Ke let him rely on him like this, and after about half an hour, Yu Zhinian suddenly woke up.

He sat up straight at once, turned his head to look at Yang Ke, and stared at Yang Ke with a blank expression.When he was young, he said, "Did I sleep for a long time?"

"It's okay." Yang Ke told him with a stiff shoulder.

Yu Zhinian relaxed a little, and said to Yang Ke, "I'm so tired."

"I had a dream," he said, "Yang Ke."

His eyes were still a little dull, as if he was looking at a place far away from the glass room, and said, "I dreamed that I moved out with you."

"We live in a house that isn't that big," he told Yang Ke, "I want to raise a dog, but you say no, and say I'm like a dog."

Yang Ke was amused by his dream.

Yu Zhinian looked at Yang Ke, as if embarrassed, and looked away again, his ears were also a little red.After hesitating for a few seconds, he seemed to want to convince himself again, and said, "But I definitely want to accompany Grandpa and take care of him. Grandpa has a great kindness to me."

Yang Ke didn't answer.

At this time, the door of the glass room was suddenly pushed open, and the nurse stood outside, saw Yu Zhinian, and breathed a sigh of relief: "You are here, Zhinian. Director Yang woke up and is looking for you."

Yu Zhinian stood up immediately, said "I'm sorry", and hurried towards her.

Yang Ke went to the ward with them, Yu Zhinian and the nurse walked in front.

Yu Zhinian was wearing a dark, soft sweater, and his back was very thin.

When he was about to enter Yang Zhongyun's ward that day, Yang Ke was thinking that after a long time, Yu Zhinian would no longer be restrained by Yang Zhongyun, and if he wanted to move to his house, it would be possible.