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Why do you like Yang Ke, what do you like about Yang Ke, when did you start liking it, and how much you like it.

No one would be interested in these questions, let alone ask them, but Yu Zhinian was eager to answer them, so he asked himself.

However, emotional problems are not as definite as addition and subtraction exercises, and it is even more difficult to write down the steps. Yu Zhinian's love for Yang Ke has spanned a long time and passed through many places, so he may not be able to find the most accurate answer himself.

After several selections and careful consideration, for the third question, he thought it should be traced back to when he first lived in Yang Ke's house.

After deciding on the answer, Yu Zhinian registered it in the book and did not change it.

14-year-old Yu Zhinian lived in Ningshi. As soon as the typhoon stopped, Yang Zhongyun asked the school teacher to come to his home to test his academic level.

The test was carried out all afternoon, and the results were not very good.When several teachers talked to Yu Zhinian, they had to repeat it several times before he could understand.

At around six o'clock, Secretary Xu who was accompanying him received a call from Yang Zhongyun, who seemed to be urging him to take Yu Zhinian to dinner, and ended the test as soon as possible.

Yu Zhinian and Secretary Xu walked out of the conference room feeling a little uncomfortable, feeling that they were not worthy of being a student funded by Yang Zhongyun because his studies were not good enough.

Secretary Xu mainly handles private affairs for Yang Zhongyun. He has a gentle personality and speaks slowly.

Walking on the road, he comforted Yu Zhinian. Yu Zhinian’s previous school system and content were different from the new school, and the language was also different. It is normal that the test situation did not meet expectations. There is no need to be stressed. He took tutoring; and gave Yu Zhinian a new mobile phone, saying that Chairman Yang told him that it had already been equipped with a Ningshi calling card.

When they arrived at the restaurant, Yang Zhongyun and Yang Ke were already waiting for Yu Zhinian to eat.

Yu Zhinian felt sad and didn't eat much.

Yang Zhongyun seemed to know that Yu Zhinian's test was not satisfactory, so he comforted Yu Zhinian, saying that there was still a month before leaving school, and he would find the best person to tutor him, and that he was the chairman of the school board, determined to No one dared to look down on Yu Zhinian.

"Yang Ke will also take care of you." Yang Zhongyun said, and went to see Yang Ke.

Yang Keben was eating without saying a word, but when his grandfather called his name, the hand holding the food paused, and he gave Yang Zhongyun a blank expression.

"Is it?" Yang Zhongyun's tone suddenly increased, "Yang Ke?"

Yang Zhongyun didn't like the bright environment, the restaurant's chandelier was only turned on around the side, the sun had set outside, but there was still some orange sunset glow, and the light in the room was on the verge of dimness.

From Yu Zhinian's point of view, the lines on Yang Zhongyun's face seemed to become more obvious.

He was wearing a navy blue Tang suit, with a straight back and bright eyes, but the drooping corners of his mouth showed his old age. He stared at Yang Ke closely, as if he wanted to wait for Yang Ke's answer.

After being watched by Yang Zhongyun for a while, Yang Ke gave an indifferent "hmm".

"Will you take care of Zhinian?" Yang Zhongyun was still dissatisfied with Yang Ke's attitude and asked.

Yang Ke put down his chopsticks, looked at Yu Zhinian again, and said, "Yes."

Yang Zhongyun turned to Yu Zhinian and smiled reassuringly: "Look, Zhinian, grandpa said, you don't have to worry."

After the weird dinner, Yang Zhongyun went out.

Yang Ke ignored Yu Zhinian and went upstairs, and Yu Zhinian also returned to his room.

Yu Zhinian had no entertainment, so he watched the answers given to him by the teachers after the test for a while, and then used his new mobile phone to call his aunt.

My aunt told him a lot, saying that she was very worried and would come to see him after a while, and asked Yu Zhinian to be good when he lived in the boss's house, and he must study hard and not be willful.

Yu Zhinian agreed to all of them.After hanging up the phone, he walked to the balcony and stared at the lush lawn and plants downstairs in a daze.

The temperature outside is not low, but it is not so hot that people will sweat, and the air is full of the smell of plants.

Yang Zhongyun likes Chinese-style gardens, so the green plants around the villa are very fancy, showing clusters of deep and shallow black in the dark night and under the light of the floor lamp.

He vaguely saw Yang Ke passing through the corridor to the swimming pool, and wanted to follow him for some reason, but Yang Ke would definitely not welcome him, so he just thought about it.

The intensity of the tutoring classes arranged by Yang Zhongyun was much higher than Yu Zhinian imagined.

Starting at 09:30 in the morning and ending at [-]:[-] in the evening, the teachers of each subject followed one another, and they had to go out on Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays to learn some sports.

After making up lessons for more than a week, Yu Zhinian was so tired that his eyes turned blue, and his walking was almost unstable.

Yang Zhongyun would go home for dinner almost every day, and would seriously test Yu Zhinian's questions at the dinner table. Most of the questions he asked were simple, and when Yu Zhinian answered them, he looked happy and satisfied, and gave Yu Zhinian many compliments .

Yang Ke is very indifferent to Yu Zhinian, and it is a good attitude to be willing to nod to Yu Zhinian when we meet at home occasionally.

One night at the end of the second week of tutoring, things changed a little.

On this day, Yang Zhongyun didn't go home for dinner, and as soon as he came back after eight o'clock in the evening, he pushed open the door of Yu Zhinian's tutorial room.Yu Zhinian was solving a problem when he was startled by the sound of the door being pushed open. He looked up and saw Yang Zhongyun approaching him.

The buttons of his suit were unbuttoned, and his face was flushed. After approaching, Yu Zhinian smelled alcohol.

Secretary Xu followed behind him, said to the tuition teacher of the night, "Come here first tonight", and took the teacher out, only Yu Zhinian and Yang Zhongyun were left in the study.

"Zhi Nian," Yang Zhongyun lowered his head slightly, staring at him across the desk, and after more than half a minute, he said, "Grandpa had a drink today."

Yu Zhinian was halfway through writing the inscription, and Yang Zhongyun looked at each other. For some reason, he felt a little scared in his heart, so he didn't speak.

"Would you like to accompany grandpa to the study?" Yang Zhongyun said slowly, "After drinking, it's hard to be accompanied by no one. Yang Ke doesn't love and doesn't accompany grandpa. Grandpa is very lonely."

Yu Zhinian's heart was beating fast, but he couldn't find a reason to refuse, so he followed Yang Zhongyun to the study in a daze.

However, when Yang Zhongyun said to accompany him, he was indeed just accompanying him.He asked Yu Zhinian to sit on the single sofa, and asked Yu Zhinian to read a book quietly, while he sat on the chair for a while, and then went back to work.

Secretary Xu was at the door, and sometimes came in and out. Yu Zhinian read "La Traviata" absent-mindedly, and began to feel sleepy while reading. When he was about to close his eyes, he suddenly heard Yang Zhongyun call his name.

"Know the year, know the year."

Yu Zhinian woke up suddenly, raised his head, and saw Yang Zhongyun looking at him with a smile.

"Tired?" Yang Zhongyun asked him, and looked at his watch again, "It's eleven o'clock, so it's getting late."

He flipped through his files, and said to Yu Zhinian: "Zhi Nian, grandpa is very happy today, you are here with me. Grandpa hasn't felt so at ease for a long time."

Yu Zhinian didn't know how to answer, so he heard him say: "Yang Ke has never been with me like this since childhood, can you come and sit with grandpa whenever you have time?"

"Grandpa will put a small desk for you here. We, grandpa and grandson, stay together, and grandpa feels at ease in his heart, and his work is going smoothly. Are you willing to help grandpa?"

After all, Yang Zhongyun looked at Yu Zhinian quietly, with a smile on his face, as if he was asking for Yu Zhinian's opinion, and made Yu Zhinian feel that he had no right to choose.

In the end Yu Zhinian said he was willing, Yang Zhongyun's smile became wider, he said it was a little late, he asked Yu Zhinian to go to bed first, and said that he also prepared a small gift for Yu Zhinian and put it on the bedside of the bedroom.

Yang Zhongyun's study is on the fourth floor. Yu Zhinian went downstairs and returned to his room. When he opened the door, he saw a red thing on the bed. When he got closer, it was a big red envelope.

He held it in his hand and felt it was heavy. After opening it, he was shocked.

There were dozens of stacks of banknotes in the red envelope, and there was also a note, which read, "A small pocket money red envelope, for good luck, Zhinian has come to the house for a full moon", signed by Yang Zhongyun.

Looking at the money and the note, Yu Zhinian felt fear and helplessness welling up in his heart, and he was at a loss what to do.

He didn't understand why Yang Zhongyun cared so much about himself and was afraid of this huge, empty house.

He sat there for a while, his mind was in a mess, and he walked to the balcony, trying to stand and calm down for a while, but he saw Yang Ke walking back to the main house from the swimming pool in the corridor with lights on.

Standing at the corner of the corridor, Yu Zhinian called Yang Ke's name twice, and Yang Ke stopped.

His hair seemed to have been blown dry without dripping water, and he was wearing sportswear, turned around and looked at Yu Zhinian.

"what's up?"

Yang Ke's voice had no warmth, which made Yu Zhinian flinch suddenly.But he didn't have anyone else to talk to in this house, so he bit the bullet and asked, "Can you go in and talk?"

Yang Ke looked at him for a while, not knowing what to think, and finally opened the door and said, "Come in."

Yang Ke's room is on the same floor as Yu Zhinian's, at the east and west ends of the corridor, and the layout is similar to Yu Zhinian's.

The room is neatly arranged, and the reception area has more personal items than Yu Zhinian's. There is a wooden and glass display shelf next to the sofa, where medals and trophies are placed, and the door leading to the bedroom is closed.

"Let's talk." Yang Ke sat down first.

Yu Zhinian sat across from him, hesitated, and said the draft he had just typed: "Do you know why grandpa wants to support me?"

Yang Ke glanced at him and said directly, "I don't know."

"Tonight, grandpa came back after drinking and asked me to go to his study, sit and read a book, and work with him," Yu Zhinian recalled, with some difficulty to describe, "He said you don't accompany him, he is very lonely, I hope I can always be with him like this.”

Yang Ke froze for a moment, his brows furrowed.

"Then I went back to the room, and he put a big red envelope for me," Yu Zhinian continued, "Wrote a note saying that I'm welcome to come to my house for a full moon." He asked Yang Ke: "There have been people like me before." student?"

"No," Yang Ke replied quickly, "I don't know what he is thinking."

"Then can I return the red envelope to him?" Yu Zhinian asked hesitantly, "It's too much money, I dare not accept it."

"If you can't pay it back, he will be angry," Yang Ke vetoed, and then looked at Yu Zhinian, "I'll take it for you, how much money can I get in the red envelope."

Yu Zhinian didn't speak, but Yang Ke seemed to remember again, and said, "Oh, I forgot that you are a poor student."

After all, Yang Ke fell silent, and looked at the void casually. His facial contours and eyebrows were between savage and gentle. His hands rested on the armrest of the sofa. His complexion was healthy, his forearm muscles were long, and the back of his hands The upper ribs protrude slightly, like a part of an oil painting in the warm light.

Yu Zhinian paused for a few seconds, and couldn't help saying, "It's more than my aunt's salary in two years." After saying that, he felt like he was pretending to be pitiful, but he couldn't get back what he said.

Yang Ke looked up at him, didn't answer, seemed to think about it, and told him: "My grandfather never brought home sponsored students before, and never asked me to work with him. Don't be too nervous, he may put you Be a pet, like having a kitten or a puppy."

"When I was a child, he had a dog," Yang Ke said. "Later, he didn't like the smell of the dog, so he gave it to a friend. Don't worry, he doesn't abuse pets."

Yu Zhinian didn't know what to say, looked at Yang Ke, and finally said "Oh".

"It's really not possible," Yang Ke said, "You can call the police, and I will testify for you that he is indeed abnormal."

Yu Zhinian was shocked: "I didn't mean that."

"..." Yang Ke glanced at him expressionlessly.

The two were silent for a while, Yu Zhinian called his name and said, "Yang Ke, can I have your mobile phone number?"

Yang Ke gave a "hmm" and reported his mobile phone number to Yu Zhinian. When Yu Zhinian entered it, he suddenly asked: "How are you doing? I see that you take tuition every day. Don't you get a scholarship? Why do you make up for it?" many."

Yu Zhinian froze for a moment, and defended himself a little ashamedly: "I haven't learned many lessons."

But Yang Ke didn't seem to care very much. He said "Okay" and asked Yu Zhinian if he had anything else to do, and he would sleep without him.Yu Zhinian left Yang Ke's room.

Back in his room, Yu Zhinian sent a message to Yang Ke, telling him "I am Yu Zhinian, this is my number", and Yang Ke replied "OK" the next day.

Yang Ke would often reply to Yu Zhinian's text messages in high school, but he hardly ever did.

But what Yu Zhinian can recall always seems to be Yang Ke's tenderness to him.

Regarding the second question, "What do you like about Yang Ke?", according to Yu Zhinian's analytical personality and professional academic ability, he may be able to write a huge paper.

But to put it simply, he felt that he might like Yang Ke's directness, his integrity, his self, and his disdain to lie to him.