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Lin Haoyuan had just confessed her heart in front of others, but now facing Mr. Yang, she was a little nervous and didn't know where to put her eyes.

"Thank you, why aren't you still asleep?" Lin Haoyuan took the milk, it was still warm.

"Well, there are some things that need to be dealt with." When Mr. Yang said this, the corners of his mouth suddenly curled up. The lights in the corridor were not turned on, but there were some warm yellow lights in Lin Haoyuan's room, which happened to shine on Mr. Yang His face made him look a lot softer.

"Then, thank you, good night ~ go to bed early, you have to go to work tomorrow." Lin Haoyuan felt that Mr. Yang seemed to have changed a bit tonight, and he didn't have this attitude towards himself just before twelve o'clock.

"Well, good night, call me if you need something." The two stood outside the door, and it took a long time to say a word. After saying good night, Lin Haoyuan sat at the desk with milk in his arms. He has completely lost sleepiness now.

Turning on the phone, the reply he just sent is still unread.

Even so, Lin Haoyuan still unconsciously connected the Great God with Mr. Yang in his mind.

Lin Haoyuan thought for a while, and finally couldn't help but searched Mr. Yang's Weibo.

Mr. Yang’s Weibo fans also have a seven-figure number, but the number of updates is only a handful. The last one was in April. At that time, Mr. Yang said he was going to Qingdao on a business trip. Lin Haoyuan didn’t know Mr. Yang’s identity at that time. Look, it turns out that people are doing interviews for forums.

Lin Haoyuan looked at the content posted on Weibo, and suddenly felt that Mr. Yang's world seemed quite far away from him.

Click on the comment, one-third of his comments below are fans, one-third are talking about national affairs, and the rest are all kinds of swearing and complaints.

Lin Haoyuan watched it for a long time, and couldn't help replying a few times, and also clicked a follow.

It's just that he didn't expect it. After clicking, he discovered that Yang had already followed him with this account.

It was only for such a moment that Lin Haoyuan suddenly felt a numb feeling from the bottom of his heart, because he figured out what was going on in his heart, and that feeling that he had never felt before swept his whole body.

Lin Haoyuan flipped through Mr. Yang's Weibo for a long time. Although all the Weibos he posted were formal and boring like work reports, Lin Haoyuan still turned to the first post he opened.

After reading it, Lin Haoyuan looked outside. It seemed that the day was about to dawn, and now he had to urge himself to sleep quickly. During the day, he would formally tutor that brat Yang Can. If he didn’t do well enough, he might be complained about again. .

It was nearly four o'clock when Lin Haoyuan fell asleep.

On the other side, Mr. Yang was just like him, tossing and turning, and turned off his phone after the news that he was about to leave the order was sent out in the circle of friends.

Maybe it was because of the ups and downs of mood last night. Although Lin Haoyuan slept until after ten o'clock in the morning, the dream was full of scenes that made people blush and heartbeat.

It wasn't until he was suffocated that he realized that it was a dream, because the dream was real. After waking up, he immediately grabbed the mobile phone next to him and looked through the private messages he sent to Master last night. He was indeed He expressed his thoughts, and Master returned to him at five o'clock in the morning.

Yueluo heard the voice: Congratulations to that one, the dream has come true.

When Lin Haoyuan saw this, he took another look at the glass of milk that had been drunk by the bedside. At least one third of what happened last night was true.

Looking at the time again, it was already past ten o'clock, and no one came to wake him up. At this time, Mr. Yang should have gone to work.

When Lin Haoyuan washed up and went out, Yang Can's room was open, as if he felt that he had come out, he rushed out of the room very quickly.

"You're finally awake! It's time for lunch!" Yang Can was still the same as usual, dressed in a basketball uniform, rushing to Lin Haoyuan in a hurry, just as he was about to make a move, he suddenly seemed to remember Something seemed to stop.

"I slept a little late last night." Lin Haoyuan smiled awkwardly, and unconsciously started to scratch the flying hair.

"I understand." Yang Can blinked at him, and Lin Haoyuan's hairs stood on end.

"Go down and eat. My uncle told me that I can't play ball until I watch you finish eating. After you finish eating, we'll go play a game and then come back to do homework." Yang Can moved quickly, He quickly rushed to the first floor along the stairs, and his mouth was full of arrangements for a while.

"Such a big sun, are you sure?" It's summer, and although it's not the hottest time of the day, the sunshine outside is already prohibitive.

"The stadium is not sunny in the morning. If you didn't get up late, I wouldn't have to wait until now." After Yang Can finished speaking, he took a few mouthfuls of bread.

"What time did your uncle leave?" Lin Haoyuan absent-mindedly turned the topic to Mr. Yang, who must have slept very late last night.

"He~ He wakes up at six o'clock every day, and then makes breakfast. By the way, do you have a good relationship with my uncle?" Yang Can seemed to be very interested in this, and sat directly next to Lin Haoyuan , just wait until he answers.

"It doesn't matter, it's just that he is my senior." When Lin Haoyuan said this, he couldn't help but took a sip of milk, and his eyes were spinning around, not knowing where to look.

"My uncle treats you better than me." Yang Can still had some taste when he said this, but he forgot behind him in a blink of an eye, and kept urging Lin Haoyuan to speed up.

Just like what Yang Can said, Lin Haoyuan played on his mobile phone for half an hour after eating, and finally had to be dragged to the stadium by Yang Can.

Lin Haoyuan looked at the basketball hoop, feeling very imaginary, why did he force an otaku to play?

Lin Haoyuan posted a complaint on Weibo, and also gave a close-up of a basketball hoop by the way, after which Yang Can threw a ball into his arms.

Lin Haoyuan's ball skills were only based on the basic movements taught by the physical education teacher, and he was not very proficient in using them. Yang Can wailed for a long time about this, asking if he could change his teacher now?

The two played for more than an hour. Seeing that the sun had covered the entire court, Lin Haoyuan squinted his eyes and wiped the sweat from his forehead. He felt that he was here to suffer. He felt that this was a loss. The child has been tossing about like this for a month, and I don't know if playing with him counts as wages.

Mr. Yang arrived home at [-] o'clock in the evening. Today was earlier than yesterday. He called Lin Haoyuan at noon and told him that there were prepared dishes in the refrigerator, and he just needed to heat them up. Lin Haoyuan specially asked Lin Haoyuan to give Yang Can the phone, and gave him a scolding by the way. Yang Can didn't say anything about what it was about, but kept feeling that he was the lowest in this family!

Lin Haoyuan has been paying attention to Mr. Yang's every move since he revealed his heart last time, but it seems that he only changed his attitude towards himself a little, and then he didn't express anything else.

This made Lin Haoyuan wonder whether it was true that he said he liked him, and the two of them hardly had time to spend alone together. Mr. Yang went out early and returned late every day. Lin Haoyuan felt that she saw him on TV. His chances are more than what is seen in reality.