Promised period

Song Ke couldn't believe it, but when she touched it with her hand, her face was really wet, so she turned around and wiped her tears with her sleeve.

Chen Jue didn't speak for a while, and after a while he asked flatly, "Is it because of me?"

"I'm just thinking about some past events. I'm sorry Mr. Chen, I lost my composure tonight."

Although her voice is still hoarse, Song Ke has tried her best to stay calm.

But Chen Jue was still facing the stove, neither looking at him nor asking any more questions, just picking up the noodles in the pot with chopsticks.The boiling water evaporated a large white mist, and Chen Jue's face became blurred.

"If I've hurt you before, I'm apologizing to my old self. If I haven't, then just pretend I'm talking to myself."

"President Chen is serious, of course not." Song Ke used a smile to cover up her mixed emotions, "I thought about it carefully just now, it is also possible that Wei Zihao said that he met me, after all, Ruiyan and Mingtu have been doing business."

Chen Jue let out a "huh" and didn't know if he had heard it: "Go and sit in the living room, I'll bring the noodles over when they're cooked."

"Okay, thank you, Mr. Chen."

Walking to the living room in a daze, Chen Jue looked back at the kitchen. Chen Jue's side face was very cold, and his eyes did not move away from the boiling water for a long time.

What was he thinking about?Are you thinking, this Song Ke is really inexplicable, it's really hypocritical for a big man to cry in such a good way.

Let him think, maybe he was originally a hypocritical person.

After the noodles were cooked, Chen Jue's expression had recovered a lot.He put two bowls of noodles on the coffee table with a heat shield, and gave Song Ke a pair of chopsticks and a porcelain spoon, "I hurt you tonight, this bowl of noodles is my apology to you."

"It's just a minor injury, Mr. Chen doesn't need to take it to heart."

Song Ke felt hot, and held the bowl with her injured left hand, it was still hot, and when she looked up, she found that Chen Jue hadn't moved his chopsticks.

"Why doesn't President Chen eat?"

Chen Jue leaned back on the sofa, as if sitting in a car that might disappear at any time, and finally said after sitting for a long time: "I can't eat."

Song Ke lowered her somewhat blurred eyes, inserted the tip of her chopsticks into the bowl of noodles that had been cooked with great difficulty, and just remained silent.

"You eat yours, I don't have enough to cook." Chen Jue got up, took out a bottle of medicine, and poured out two pills skillfully.

"Is Mr. Chen feeling unwell?"

Chen Jue said it was nothing, but Song Ke didn't believe it, so she put down her chopsticks and went to have a look.

It's a painkiller.

"I always have headaches, and I can't sleep because of the pain." The tone was very indifferent, as if the body was not his own at all, "Maybe there will be some sequelae if the brain is damaged, and you will get used to it after a long time."

Song Ke could only watch him eat.

When Chen Nian came back, Chen Jue was washing the dishes. The scene at home startled her, and she rushed to the kitchen to ask the teacher: "Why are you coming back? Wouldn't it be better to just settle down outside? Anyway, you don't care about me, my sister." .”

Chen Jue turned off the water, turned around slowly, and suddenly flicked her face twice with her wet hands.Chen Nian couldn't hide, so he covered his face and yelled, "It's so dirty it's full of foam!"

But he laughed lowly. At first glance, he was still the cold-faced and warm-hearted Chen Jue, the brother who liked to tease his sister, and he had never changed.

"Song Ke, help me!" Chen Nian hid behind Song Ke, tightened his clothes and kicked his brother, "This man will start a war as soon as he comes back, we will fight two against one, and kill him without leaving any behind."

Song Keren was pulled around, and both sides persuaded: "Okay? Don't make a fuss, and be careful not to break things."

It wasn't until she was sweating that she finally agreed to go upstairs and change clothes.Chen Jue was in a good mood, sitting on the sofa and turning the cigarette case alone, seemingly resting lazily, but suddenly turned around and shouted: "Song Ke."

Surprised, the glass in his hand almost smashed: "What are you doing?"

"You really don't know how to smoke?"

Song Ke said angrily, "No, but I'm good at smoking second-hand smoke."

Chen Jue looked at him, with a straight face at first, and then suddenly laughed, not at all angry: "But I saw you take my cigarette, once when I was taking a nap."

once……

When taking a nap...

Song Ke's brain was running fast, and she couldn't remember the time when she was so stupid that she would secretly take away Chen Jue's cigarettes while he was taking a nap.But I didn't think of the result for a long time, and I was a little at a loss at the moment, so I could only argue with a rustling voice: "I'm just curious, you can't buy your kind of cigarettes outside."

"Look, I tried it out." Suddenly the distance narrowed, and Chen Jue stared at him with a half-smile, "You really took my cigarette."

It turned out that he was fooled at all!

Song Ke was furious, but there was nothing he could do about him, because there was a faint smile in his eyes, as if the lights above his head were turned on in an instant, so bright that people couldn't keep their eyes open.And Song Ke didn't know why Chen Jue would show such a childish side in front of her, so that she couldn't think of a countermeasure for a while.

Seeing his messed up expression, Chen Jue raised his eyebrows: "You wouldn't sell my cigarettes, would you? It's illegal to circulate tobacco in the market without permission."

Song Ke said bitterly, "I'm just poor, not legally ill."

Chen Jue said lightly: "Actually, if you like it, you can ask me for it. I have a lot of it. You can't resell it in China. You can smuggle it to Africa."

Song Ke gritted her teeth: "Thank you for reminding me."

Chen Jue turned to the beginning, and it was extremely hard to hold back his laughter.

After changing his clothes, Chen Nian came down, and seeing them chatting so happily, he asked, "What are you guys talking about?"

Chen Jue was still laughing at first, but soon he tilted his head and coughed, coughing while laughing, making the second monk Chen Nianzhang confused: "Are you sad or happy?"

Chen Jue waved his hand and stopped laughing and coughing after a long while, Song Ke was about to find a hole in the ground and crawl into it.

Obviously nothing had changed, but the empty living room was suddenly much warmer.Chen Nian took off her shoes and put her legs crossed on the sofa, snuggled up to her brother to watch boring variety shows, and within a few minutes she was rocking with laughter.For the first time, Song Ke believed in the saying that the genes of siblings are highly consistent, otherwise it would be difficult to explain why their laughter is so uniformly low.

Not long after, Chen Jue's phone rang.

He picked it up: "What?"

There was a lazy intimacy in the voice.

Song Ke immediately guessed who it was, so she turned away and watched the TV quietly.Chen Nian got up quickly, took the remote control to turn down the volume of the TV, and pasted it over to eavesdrop.

Chen Juedan pushed her away with a smile, and said to the other end of the phone: "At home, where else can I be... If you don't believe me, I can't help it..."

"Let's talk about the weekend. I don't necessarily have time."

He didn't know what he was talking about, but he must be very upset because Chen Jue frowned slightly.When he spoke again, his voice became a little more comforting: "Don't be like a child, go to bed early, I will try my best on weekends..." Before he could finish speaking, he got up and walked towards the garden.

Chen Nian cursed the Three Character Classic secretly at his back, Song Ke didn't say a word, just stared at the variety show screen calmly.In the show, several people covered their faces with flour, walked through various inflatable obstacles with hands and feet, and accidentally fell on all fours, which looked very funny.He wanted to laugh, so he squeezed out an ugly smile, touched the corners of his kneecap with his hands, and felt pain in his palms.

After a while, Chen Jue came back and said to Chen Nian: "I have a friend's holiday villa that opened this weekend. Come and have fun with me, and bring Song Ke with you."

Chen Nian asked, "Will Zhong Wenting go?"

Chen Jue rolled up his sleeves without raising his head: "He is going."

There was a moment of silence in the living room.

It was getting late, Song Ke got up to say goodbye, only to find out after going out that the orange warning for strong wind had come true.

This area was originally very clean, but the wind blew the leaves and branches everywhere, the air smelled of dust, and the eyes could only be half-closed.

His car was still in the company, and it was difficult to get a taxi, so he resigned himself to his fate and walked to the subway station.On the way, I wrapped my hands tightly in a thick coat, but the cold wind still penetrated through the gap in my neck, blowing my skin icy cold.

I was forced to stop after not walking far, and stood at the corner of a wall to wait for the wind to calm down.But soon, from a distance, he suddenly saw a figure running towards him, like Chen Jue.He opened his eyes with difficulty, and his heart jumped suddenly at the moment he confirmed that it was Chen Jue.

Chen Jue didn't see him, so he ran over.

He shouted with all his strength: "Chen Jue!"

The voice trembled from the cold wind, but luckily Chen Jue heard it.Seeing him huddled in the corner, Chen Jue quickly rushed over.

"You are here."

With just such a sentence, Song Ke actually had the urge to cry.He wanted to say: "Where else can I go, I've been waiting for you here." But he held back quietly.

Chen Jue handed him a thick long down jacket and said, "I remembered you didn't drive."

In fact, wouldn't it be good to drive out?Why wait for a piece of clothing.Song Ke thought so, but took the down jacket cherished in her hand.

These should be Chen Jue's clothes, because they are wide and big, they are empty but very warm.Song Ke raised her head to say thank you, and Chen Jue raised her chin: "Zip up the zipper."

Song Ke nodded and zipped her hands tightly.

Chen Jue said again: "Don't stand at the base of the wall, or the things upstairs will blow off."

Song Ke nodded dumbly again, and walked slowly towards the subway station together with him.The wind was still so strong, it was almost hard to hear the words when it was blowing in the ears, and it was as sharp as a knife when it was blowing on the face, people couldn't help shaking.Chen Jue supported his shoulders from behind, his body firmly protected him, and finally walked to the entrance of the subway station, sweating all over his body.

There are many people waiting at the entrance, all trapped here by the strong wind, and want to wait for the wind to calm down before heading home.The two of them squeezed into the crowd and walked to a corner with few people. Song Ke took off her down jacket and said, "You should wait here too. It's not safe to walk back in such a strong wind."

Chen Jue hummed and had nothing else to say.

Song Ke said, "Then I'll go first."

Chen Jue hummed again.

"Have fun this weekend, I won't go there."

Chen Jue then looked into his eyes: "Do you have an appointment?"

"I might have to work overtime."

"Don't add it, everyone, go out and relax for a day, I'm really having a headache recently."

The tone is serious.Song Ke didn't expect him to say this at all, she just raised her eyes in a daze, and suddenly couldn't tell whether it was reality or an illusion.

After looking at each other for a few seconds, Song Ke asked a question that shouldn't be asked: "Where have you been these few days? Why did Chen Nian say he couldn't find you?"

The wind blows the strands of hair flying, and the broken hair sticks to the face, fluffy and itchy.

Chen Jue startled people when he opened his mouth: "I am receiving treatment in the hospital."

Song Ke immediately asked: "What's wrong with you, where did you get hurt?"

Looking up and down, he is still the same man with full beard and tail in front of him.

After waiting for a while, Chen Jue said, "I'm just treating amnesia."

what?

Song Ke had never heard that memory loss could be cured, so she breathed a sigh of relief and asked stupidly, "How to cure it?"

"Hypnosis, electric shock." Chen Jueyun said calmly.

Somewhere in Song Ke's heart hurts so much that it doesn't feel like her own. Hearing the howling wind, her expression is even more dazed.

"Don't tell Chen Nian yet, lest she make a fuss, and there is no effect yet."

Why did you tell me something that even Chen Nian didn't want to tell?Song Ke felt a little tinnitus and dizzy, maybe the cold wind was blowing for too long.The people around are either on the phone or using boring social software, each immersed in their own world, it has nothing to do with him, he only has this person in front of his eyes.After a while, the voice was dull: "What if I can't remember?"

Chen Jue smiled: "Don't curse me, I don't think I can be confused for a lifetime, and I can't understand until I die."

Song Ke's nose was sore, her knees were weak, and she stared at him intently.

"Why are you looking at me like that?"

Song Ke's voice changed: "You must think about it."

He couldn't believe that he had spoken out the deepest thoughts in his heart.He clearly knew that he shouldn't, he knew that if it was for Chen Jue's sake, Chen Jue shouldn't be reminded of those things, but he couldn't pretend anymore.He had no choice but to lie to himself again. In the conflict, he begged Chen Jue to think about it, even if he hated him, and never forget it again.

Chen Jue was touched by his words, looked at him fixedly, and said: "Song Ke, you are the first person who wants me to remember." After a pause, he said, "So I always want to stay with you Together."

Always willing to stay with me.

Hearing this sentence, Song Ke was stunned.My heart is at a loss, as if I am weightless, but my feet are very solid.

"Be careful on the road, see you on the weekend."

"it is good."

After walking ten meters away, Chen Jue turned around again, waving his hand to let him go down quickly.He nodded, watched Chen Jue leave and stood there, turned around for a while, and patted the shoulder of a stranger next to him.

"Hello."

The opponent turned his head.

"Excuse me, did you see the man who was talking to me just now? He is tall, wearing a black jacket, and holding a down jacket in his hand."

The other party took off the earphones, looked suspiciously at this person who spoke calmly and politely, but was a bit nervous about the question, "Didn't he just leave? Well——" and pouted in the direction where Chen Jue left.

Not a hallucination.

Song Ke nodded and said thank you twice.

Turn around and go down the steps, tall and countless stairs, one step after another, along the cold tile wall all the way to the brightly lit platform.The subway came into the station, stopped for a while, and galloped towards their former home.He cried and laughed in the subway for a while, and didn't stop until he walked into the house.