Promised period

In the early morning of the next day, Chen Nian and Song Ke both missed the alarm clock.Going downstairs, Chen Jue has disappeared, only the quilt is still on the sofa.

The Zhiwei Temple is more than 20 kilometers away, and it takes four to ten minutes to get there if everything goes well.Song Ke drove along the way, and the two of them didn't talk much until Chen Nian had seen enough of the scenery outside the window, turned around and said thoughtfully: "This year is really strange, Linjiang hasn't snowed yet."

Song Ke no longer felt regretful: "It's fine if you don't."

He doesn't like Xuetian very much, because it was Xuetian that broke up with Chen Jue.

Perhaps it is because modern people have too many desires, the team of seeking immortals and worshiping gods is actually bigger than imagined, and there is already a long queue before arriving at the temple.

According to legend, the most efficacious main hall needs to be climbed for half an hour. Of course, it is impossible to snatch it so late, so the two of them simply regarded it as relaxing.The two walked slowly, breathing the fresh air, listening to the chirping of the birds in the mountains, and feeling extraordinarily relaxed and happy.

But there are people who are more pious than them.On the endless stairway, a middle-aged couple supported each other, stopping every other step to kowtow to the miniature Buddha statue.

"I don't know what they are asking for." Chen Nian looked with emotion.

Song Ke didn't speak, she said again: "I know you don't believe this, but there are many things that I would rather believe."

It is also because of this statement that she has to go in to worship in each hall, and the process of going up the mountain becomes slower.When she went in to worship, Song Ke left for a while. Originally, she just wanted to walk around, but by accident, she finally went to an unexpected place——

Dharma instrument circulation place.

The five big characters written in gold lacquer are inlaid on the dark red ebony plaque, which makes people feel inexplicably solemn.But stepping in, suddenly it is no different from other souvenir shops, except that the salesperson is a monk in yellow robes.

There are many people inside, shoulder to shoulder.After finally squeezing to the front of the counter, surrounded by bracelets or amulets, they bowed their heads reverently to choose.

Maybe it was Song Ke who seemed to be asking for something. A kind-hearted monk stood inside and asked him what magic weapon he wanted to ask for.

He thought for a while, and although he found it difficult to speak, he still said: "Is there any magic weapon that can summon souls?"

"Calling the soul?" The monk looked at him, "Do you have a deceased relative who needs to attract the soul?"

It sounds creepy.

"No." Song Ke felt more and more ashamed.His head was slightly lowered, his lips were tightly pressed and then parted, like a child who did something wrong: "Forget it, sorry, I just asked casually."

Just as he was about to leave empty-handed, the monk took out something from under the counter, "Please go back to this, avoid evil spirits, and hang it in the room where your relatives lived."

It is a palm-sized wind chime tower, which rings when the wind blows, as if calling the most missed name.Song Ke thought and thought, and finally took it away.

Arriving at the main hall where the incense is the most popular, Chen Nian just used up all the incense in his hand.After she came out, she asked Song Ke: "Don't you ask for something?"

Song Ke said, "I have nothing to ask for."

But she looked at the clean bluestone bricks under her feet: "I don't believe this sentence."

Song Ke looked at her in confusion.

Passers-by around were in a hurry, and the air was filled with the soothing scent of sandalwood. The two of them stood there like a pair of bitter couple who seemed to be at odds with each other.She finally raised her head to look at Song Ke, remembering how high-spirited he was when she saw him for the first time, and thinking of his trance-like appearance last night, she felt a silent pain in her heart.

After a moment of silence, she asked, "Do you regret agreeing to me? If I hadn't stopped you, you should have told your brother the truth."

Song Ke was always calm and unhurried, but after listening to her words now, her expression was a little evasive.He didn't say yes or no, but said: "I will never forget what I promised you, let alone break my promise."

"Then I'm relieved." She also avoided her eyes, "I thank you for my brother, thank you for your willingness to keep the secret. You have had a bad time during this time, I know, it's all because of me. Song Ke, I...I'm sorry for you."

"It's not something you should worry about."

"Don't worry," she said again, "If you want to see my brother, you can see him anytime, I will never stop it! When you are willing to start a new life someday, I will tell my brother that we have broken up peacefully, absolutely not. It will cause you a little trouble."

Song Ke smiled bleakly: "You called me here just to tell me these things?"

"Of course not! I heard that this place is efficacious, so I sincerely want to pay my respects." She lowered her head, "Just now I made a wish to the Bodhisattva, hoping that she can bless you to recover, and bless you to be healthy forever, and then... ...Then forget about my brother as soon as possible. Song Ke, don't look back, you can't let go of the past like this, what will you do in the future? You just have to know—"

"Enough is enough." Song Ke finally changed his face completely.

No matter how much he put himself in his shoes, no matter how much he said "for your sake", Chen Nian was still only treating him well for her brother.Song Ke didn't feel sad, but just confused, why could other people ask him to forget Chen Jue?The matter between him and Chen Jue belongs to the two of them. Even if they are far away in the future, the memories belong to the two of them. No one has the right to ask him to forget.

He took a deep breath, turned and left in a hurry.Chen Nian followed him closely, not daring to say a word.

There is a row of people kneeling in front of the three bronze tripods burning incense. If you want to go down the mountain, you have to bypass them.He passed by them, walked out of the palace gate, walked up the steps covered with moss, nearly fell in a panic, but tightly protected the things in his arms with both hands.

Chen Nian hurried to catch up: "I'll carry it for you, what did you buy?"

"No need!" Song Ke looked dazed but determined, "I don't need your help..."

Chen Nianqiang resisted the urge to cry, and firmly held Song Ke's arm with both hands, for fear that he would accidentally fall down the steps.Song Ke stood on the spot with her legs stiff, her eyes looking at a certain place in front of her. After a while, she seemed to suddenly remember something important: "I left something...you wait here for me." After finishing speaking, she pushed Chen Nian away. hand, turned around and ran to the hall again.

"Song Ke!"

Chen Nian called him from behind, but he didn't answer, just ran forward recklessly.

When he came to the top of the mountain, he didn't worship any of the twelve side halls, so he still had the whole handful of incense in his hand.When lighting the incense, he was so anxious that his hands were shaking. Dozens of incense sticks were ignited at the same time, and the lingering smoke and scorching heat rushed towards his face, holding it in his hand and making him cry.He was at the end of the line, the long line, and everything was preventing him from achieving his wish.But he gritted his teeth and just trembled for several minutes, until he knelt down on the yellow mat when the row was over, and then cried hoarsely.

Nobody cared about him.

Tears here are the most forgivable. All living beings suffer, and everyone has a wish in their hearts. No one will be surprised by the appearance of such a man.They just looked at him sympathetically, seeing his whole body lying on the mat, and thought to themselves, another desperate man with nowhere to go.

But Song Ke didn't feel bitter, he was already numb.He just lay there, cutting open his bloody heart in front of the hall full of gods and Buddhas.

"Gods above, I want to ask for your forgiveness...forgive me for lying to Chen Nian, forgive me for being a selfish person, I have my own selfishness. Just let Chen Jue remember, okay? Please Please let him remember. As long as he can remember, I am willing to pay any price! I want him to remember me and love me again, and I can never live without him again."

I can no longer live like this, and I can no longer live without Chen Jue.The source of all the warmth in the past three years, the only consolation God gave me in my lonely life, since I have already given it, why should I take it back?

"Give him back to me, I beg you to give him back to me. I swear I won't say anything against my will, I swear to forget the past, I... I can never live without him again."

His heart was sincere, but the gods did not respond, and there was nothing but the sound of the clock that suddenly rang on the top of the mountain.At that moment, Song Ke almost wanted to kneel down, but there was a long line behind him, and there were still many people waiting to offer incense, and there were also many people who suffered more than him, so many that it seemed that even his sorrow was not worth it Mention.

He finally stood up and went back to the steps down the mountain, but when he walked to Chen Nian, he turned his head and glanced at the gate of the palace again, and then he seemed to regain his strength all of a sudden, with a hopeless hope.

After returning home that day, he hung the wind chime tower on the door beam of the bedroom, and occasionally he would hear it jingling when he passed by.

Later, Cheng Yi'an came to his house as a guest, and when he saw it, he asked, "Where did you get the wind chime? The shape is really strange. Why do you use it?"

He was serious: "A ghost exorcist."

Cheng Yi'an was taken aback: "What? There is a ghost in your house?!"

"Yes." He threatened calmly, "Not only are there, but there is more than one, and it only eats curious adult males."

It took several seconds for Cheng Yi'an to react: "Okay, you even teased your brother!"

Only then did he drive people out: "Are you afraid? If you are afraid, don't go to the door. You come here three times a week, and Xiao Jiu will almost be bald."

"Be kind as a donkey's liver and lungs..."

Cheng Yi'an is also afraid that something will happen to him, but this kind of concern is more of a burden to him.

The following days were considered peaceful, Ruiyan received some big orders, including a well-known local life insurance company, the two of them worked overtime every day, and even took time to chat.Finally, the work came to an end, and the time has quickly jumped to the Lantern Festival.

During this period of time, he didn't answer a call from Chen Nian, but Chen Nian still insisted on calling him and sending him text messages, although it was just a few concerned greetings.

Cheng Yi'an didn't feel anything strange at first, but it wasn't until the day of Lantern Festival that Chen Nian bought takeaway and Song Ke refused to go downstairs to get it, and only let the front desk go down to realize something was wrong.

"Did you argue with her?"

Song Ke was drafting the document without raising her head: "No."

"Then why did you leave her here? I thought you two were having a fight. Seriously, you two got so close before that even one of our clients asked about your relationship."

He stopped his hands: "Then there is no need for people to continue to misunderstand."

Cheng Yi'an thought for a while, then nodded helplessly: "You're right, we don't have that kind of attachment to the rich and powerful. Although Xiao Nian is a nice person, after all, her growth environment is completely different from ours, not to mention that she is not like her brother—— "At first, I wanted to say that Chen Jue had no airs, but just halfway through the sentence, I realized that Song Ke's face changed, so I hurriedly stopped the rest of the words, "Forget it, forget it, you should be busy."

Perhaps because of the family reunion, the holiday office workers are particularly lively, and even the work time is earlier than usual.When passing by the office, the familiar staff took the initiative to say hello to Song Ke: "Mr. Song is not off work yet? Go home early, the weather forecast says there will be a yellow warning for strong winds at night!"

"Well," he stopped writing and smiled, "Let's go, happy Lantern Festival."

"Happy Lantern Festival!"

When almost everyone left, the office became extraordinarily quiet.In fact, the work is basically finished, but there is nothing important to go home, it is better to wait until the rush hour has passed before leaving.

It gets dark early in winter, and the street lights outside are already on around seven o'clock.After answering the last email, he shut down the computer, tidied up the desktop, put on his coat and went downstairs into the cold wind.

It sure is going to cool down.He wrapped his coat tightly, and reached into his purse to find the access control card, but accidentally touched the slightly vibrating cell phone with his fingertips.

It was Chen Nian who sent the message: "My brother disappeared again, have you seen him?"

Disappeared again?

Probably going somewhere to have a good time again, I don't want to be disturbed by others, so I simply refused to answer the phone.After a moment of silence, he was about to swipe his card to exit the gate, but unexpectedly saw the legendary missing person across the road.

It's still the same position as last time.Facing the gate, Chen Jue leaned against a low-key and steady Audi, lowered his head slightly, not knowing what he was thinking.

What is he here for?Like last time...

Thinking of the scene she saw outside the car window that night, Song Ke clenched her palms tightly, turned around and wanted to go out through the other gate of the park, but she stopped suddenly after taking two steps.What am I running, can things get worse?It was bad enough, why run away.Thinking of this, he straightened his waist and walked out again.

"Song Ke."

As a result, Chen Jue called him to stop.

Chen Jue called him across the road, and saw that he was stupid and didn't respond, he straightened up and waved to him: "Song Ke——"

Song Ke felt stagnant.

Walking up to him, Chen Jue looked him up and down: "It's cooling down today, why are you wearing such thin clothes?"

Everyone is like a weather forecaster. The first thing they say when they meet is to announce the temperature warning and criticize him loudly for not knowing the cold and the hot.Song Ke turned her face sideways: "Mr. Chen is not dressed too thickly, what position do you have to educate me?"

Chen Jue said: "How can you compare with me, my physical fitness is much better than yours."

Have it?Not necessarily.

Obviously, he just looks weak, but Chen Jue has never sought anything from him when he actually started fighting.Song Ke put both hands tightly in her pockets: "So Mr. Chen hasn't shown up for several days, where did he go to improve his physical fitness?"

Chen Jue looked at him and smiled slightly: "My sister has sued you?"

"No one dares to sue Mr. Chen," he continued, "Mr. Chen can go wherever he wants, and he can disappear as long as his love disappears. It has nothing to do with you if people who care about you are angry and anxious."

Chen Jue let out an "oh" and squinted his eyes: "So what does it have to do with you?"

Song Ke had no choice but to pretend to be deaf and dumb.

"Criticize me..." Chen Jue counterattacked slowly with the tone of a young master, "I've never seen a person like you who crashed my car and still speak so hard."

It turned out to be waiting for him here.

People are poor and short-sighted, poor people have weak waists, and the ex is easy to hide from the creditors.Song Ke found that these were all wise words.