power over

25 (2019)

Early the next morning, Yu Zhinian went to the library with his computer on his back.

It wasn't until noon that I was free to pick up my mobile phone. I met Smith and sent him many pictures and introductions of the hotel.

He browsed roughly, and found that it is indeed a very beautiful resort hotel, with swimming pools and beaches, dense green plants, and copper ceilings and color schemes in the rooms, which are very holiday-like.But he still didn't want to go.

After deliberation, Yu Zhinian sent Smith a "received" foolishly, went to eat something, and came back to continue studying.

While buying coffee, he glanced out the glass window.

It was cloudy in the morning, and now it started to rain again, about the same size as when the marriage was registered.

I can't explain why, although only one day has passed, Yu Zhinian felt that it was a long time ago when he and Yang Ke registered to marry, and it was deliberately stuffed into the least noticeable corner of his memory, only the ring on his finger Remind him that this marriage is still going on.

At three in the afternoon, Smith called.

Yu Zhinian picked it up, and he asked Yu Zhinian very politely: "Mr. Yu, among the suites I sent you, which one do you like best?"

"...They're all pretty," Yu Zhiqing declined in a young voice, "but I have to write a thesis, so I don't have time to go."

Smith seemed to want to say something on the other end, Yu Zhinian said again: "Sorry, I'm in the library, let's text."

Later, Smith sent some persuasive text messages, saying that the network would not be interrupted during the journey, and going on vacation would not affect the thesis, and perhaps changing the environment would make the thinking smoother.

Yu Zhinian felt embarrassed when he saw it. Smith was too conscientious and hardworking, which made him feel that working was much more difficult than studying.But he still made up his mind, found various reasons, and rejected Smith.

After going back and forth several times, Smith finally gave up persuading, and Yu Zhinian was able to concentrate on writing the thesis.

At five o'clock, he packed up his things and was ready to go to dinner.

The school is very close to his apartment, and the library is near the school gate, and it only takes more than ten minutes to walk to the apartment.When he went out in the morning, he took a folding umbrella and walked to the gate of the library. He found that it was raining so hard that he might still get wet while holding the umbrella.

Yu Zhinian was worried that the computer and materials would be soaked, and hesitated whether to store his schoolbag in the library, when he suddenly received a call from Yang Ke.

When he saw Yang Ke's name on the screen, he picked it up in a daze. Yang Ke asked him, "Where are you?"

"The library," Yu Zhinian told him, "I'm going to eat."

"I'm at school, and I just came out after meeting someone," Yang Ke said simply, "I'll take you there."

Before Yu Zhinian could speak, Yang Ke said again, "We're almost at the library."

Yang Ke had already said so, and Yu Zhinian seemed a little hypocritical to refuse, so he waited at the door for a while, and saw Yang Ke's regular car driving over and parked in the covered parking area.

Yu Zhinian walked over quickly and got into the car.

Yang Ke's vacation is over, and he changed back to a formal suit, with the smell of cologne on his body.Yu Zhinian said "thank you" and fastened his seat belt. Yang Ke did not speak, and drove slowly on the campus in silence.

The car was quiet for a while, Yu Zhinian found a topic and asked Yang Ke: "Are you here at school?"

"Well," Yang Ke said the name of a biology professor, "I recently planned to acquire a related company, so I came to visit the professor and asked some questions."

"Oh, so," Yu Zhinian looked at the road ahead, they were about to leave the school, and asked, "Do you not know where my house is, I will show you the way."

"I know," Yang Ke glanced at him, paused, and said, "Didn't I send you back?"

"Ah?" Yu Zhinian was taken aback for a moment before he realized when Yang Ke was talking about, "It's been several years."

"You remember." Yu Zhinian couldn't help but say.

The car drove a little slowly, passing through the water mist, because the sound insulation is very good, only the rainwater can be seen pouring down outside, and the sound can hardly be heard.

After a short period of time, Yang Ke said to Yu Zhinian, "It's not a few years."

"Less than three years," he said.

When he said these words, he also had no expression at all. He couldn't tell if he was nostalgic, and he didn't seem to have any emotion. It was just because he had a good memory and knew the way.

It was difficult for Yu Zhinian to control himself to look at Yang Ke's profile, but he shouldn't, so he forced himself to look away, and joked with Yang Ke, "Did I annoy you to death at that time?"

It took Yang Ke a moment to answer him: "No."

The apartment is really close, no matter how slow the car drives, it will be there in no time.

Yang Ke stopped at the drop-off area of ​​the apartment and told Yu Zhinian: "I'm going to the company to work overtime now, and I can take you home when I'm done."

"No need," Yu Zhinian waved his hand, "It's very convenient to take a taxi here."

Yang Ke didn't seem to hear it again, and said, "Please contact me later."

Yu Zhinian's apartment is on the 16th floor, with an area of ​​about 180 square meters, decorated in French style, with beautiful windows and two bedrooms.

At that time, Yang Zhongyun insisted on giving him an apartment, saying that he would buy all of them if he didn’t choose, so he chose the one with the lowest price and the closest to the school from the alternatives.

As soon as Yu Zhinian entered, he found that Ren Heng and Chu Sifan had already cleaned the apartment very clean, and their luggage was almost packed, almost the same as before they moved in.

They also prepared a thank you gift for Yu Zhinian, and asked Yu Zhinian to open it later.

Ren Heng cooked a large table of dishes for him and opened wine.They drank and chatted, and told many interesting things about their college days, from the orientation meeting to the graduation ceremony.

Yu Zhinian chatted very happily, and accidentally drank too much, holding the wine glass and leaning on the back of the chair dizzily, resting with his eyes closed.

Seeing him like this, Chu Sifan asked him with a big tongue: "Zhi Nian, look at what you drink, why don't you stay here today, Ren Heng and I will make a bed for you."

Yu Zhinian's face was hot, his brain was in a mess, the only thing he knew was that he had to go home, and immediately said: "Okay, thank you Miss Xiaofan."

"Do you want to talk to Yang Ke?" Ren Heng was the best drinker, and seemed to have retained some sanity.

"It's okay," Yu Zhinian waved his hand, "I'll contact you later."

The three drunks took out the bedding prepared in the second bedroom together, and made the bed in a divided manner. Yu Zhinian became even more dizzy, and threw himself on the bed, making Chu Sifan laugh.

"Zhi Nian, you should sleep for a while," Chu Sifan staggered and turned off the light for him, "I'm going to bed too."

Yu Zhinian lay on the soft quilt and lost consciousness not long after.

I don’t know how long it took before he was woken up by the phone, picked it up in a daze, and heard Yang Ke talking on the other end, but couldn’t make out what Yang Ke said. He said “ah” several times before he finally understood. Now, Yang Ke was asking him, "How's the meal going?"

"Hmm." Yu Zhinian said to Yang Ke.

"...Yu Zhinian, I'm off work."

Yu Zhinian said again: "Oh."

"I'll pick you up," Yang Ke said on the other end of the phone, "come down."

In the dark, Yu Zhinian closed his eyes and thought for a while, then said, "I'm living here today."

"I'm already downstairs."

Every sentence of Yang Ke's words seems to be far away from Yu Zhinian, floating in the air.After Yu Zhinian heard it, he had to grasp for a while before he grasped the meaning of the words.If he couldn't catch it, he wouldn't understand what Yang Ke was talking about.

"Yu Zhinian," Yang Ke asked again, "Can you come down?"

Yu Zhinian opened his eyes blankly, looked at the dark room, reacted for a moment, and told Yang Ke: "I'm staying."

Yang Ke was silent, but did not hang up the phone.

Yu Zhinian grabbed the phone and listened to Yang Ke's light breathing in a daze. In the end, he didn't know why, so he said to Yang Ke very confusedly: "Yang Ke, I really don't want to go to Hawaii."

"Go by yourself," he advised Yang Ke, "the swimming pool is huge."

After another long silence, Yang Ke said, "Okay, I won't go if I don't want to go."

"Can you come down and go home?" Yang Ke asked.

Yu Zhinian lay on the ground for a long time, and Yang Ke urged him again: "Yu Zhinian, go downstairs."

"Okay." Yu Zhinian said.

He wobbled to his feet, walked out, passed by the living room, saw Ren Heng diligently putting the dishes into the dishwasher, and told Ren Heng: "Yang Ke is here to pick me up."

"Oh," Ren Heng put on his gloves and smiled, "I'm so reluctant to part with you."

Yu Zhinian shook his head and said, "No." He thanked and said goodbye to Ren Heng, took his schoolbag and went downstairs.

Yang Ke's car stopped at the place where he was sent, and the rain had stopped.

Yu Zhinian got into the car and smelled the smell of smoke, which was neither strong nor weak, and pointed out to Yang Ke: "You are smoking again."

"Give me the schoolbag," Yang Ke looked at him, without answering his words, and said, "Fasten your seat belt."

Yu Zhinian was not obedient, hugged his schoolbag, closed his eyes and fell asleep.