Promised period

After forming a team, someone immediately booed: "It's boring to play alone, why don't you just place a bet, how about the loser pay all the money for this time?"

Song Ke wanted to object, but the others agreed one after another. Presumably, they were all just a group of people watching the excitement.As for Chen Jue, of course it doesn't matter.

Even though he lifted a rock and hit himself in the foot, Wu Jiaqian had to bite the bullet and fight on in this game, and went to the second warm-up earnestly while running.Song Ke walked up to Chen Jue, and when she saw him tying his shoelaces, she stood quietly aside, but she heard him ask without raising her head, "Whose is it?"

Song Ke was confused: "What?"

"The racket in your hand."

He had no choice but to tell the truth: "Wu Jiaqian lent it to me."

Chen Jue didn't explain why he asked this question, he just went to the sidelines and took two other rackets: "Use mine."

"Is there any difference?"

"If he breaks it, you can't afford it."

Song Ke thought to herself, I can't afford to pay for yours, but in the end I changed it according to my words, and then said with a heavy heart: "You should fight more seriously later, I made a rough calculation, and the expenses for these two days are not a small amount." number."

Inside and outside the words, he pointed out that his partner was a hindrance.

Chen Jue was so angry that he wanted to laugh: "Are you acquiescing that the loss is all because of me?"

Song Ke remained silent.He is not ashamed to say that he has always played better and has more comprehensive skills.

After a while, the game officially started. As soon as they came up, both sides were full of murderous spirits, and the ball in the backcourt was swishing.The division of labor between the two is that before Song Ke fights the net, Chen Jue guards the sideline. Although they are not able to fly all over the field like they were back then, they are inexplicably cooperating very tacitly, and there is almost no collision.

After the first game, even a few friends on the sidelines began to whisper: "This doesn't look like a newly formed team, they can't pretend to be pigs and eat tigers."

Regardless of whether it is a pig or not, the tiger is almost tired and collapsed anyway.Wu Jiaqian was not good at all, and he had already played a few rounds before, so his physical strength became the biggest problem.In the last game, he couldn't hit the net with two consecutive serves, and he stomped his feet in annoyance.

Song Ke bowed to guard the net, and gave Chen Jue a gesture from behind with his left hand, indicating that he would only beat Wu Jiaqian.The two were of the same heart, and Wu Jiaqian had no power to fight back.

After losing the game, Wu Jiaqian was so angry that he almost beat his racket.The crowd dispersed, Chen Jue walked to the sidelines to stop the beat, Song Ke watched him from behind for a while, and felt that his vigorous and unstoppable appearance was the same as before.

While taking a break, Song Ke went to the bathroom downstairs. When she came back, she accidentally stepped into a puddle, and her shoes and socks were mostly wet.When he returned to the venue, he didn't say a word. He took his bag and wanted to go back to his room.

As a result, Chen Jue asked, "What happened to the feet?"

He had no choice but to say: "I stepped into a puddle." I don't know why, but I feel a little ashamed.

Chen Jue said it was just right: "I'll go back and change clothes too." After speaking, as if he suddenly realized something, he rolled his eyes at his embarrassing expression, "Did you not bring your shoes?"

Song Ke felt that Chen Jue was simply out of this world: "I don't live as extravagantly as Mr. Chen. Of course I only have one pair of shoes when I come out for the weekend."

"Extravagant..." Chen Jue gave him a deep look, "Why don't you call me licentious?"

Song Ke thought to herself, that's not enough, but kept silent in action.Chen Jue was too lazy to argue with him anymore, so he took something and told him to go downstairs.

He asked: "What are you going to do?"

Chen Jue said calmly: "Buy shoes."

It turns out that there are still shops around this resort, which are located in the golf course.The two went downstairs side by side. Song Ke thought it was funny that someone would make a special trip to the stadium to buy shoes, and that person was herself.

On the winding wooden stairs, sneakers on rubber soles creaked and creaked, but Song Ke's right foot was grunting because it was full of water.Chen Jue glanced down, then raised his head again, and said, "You can laugh at everything."

He felt wronged: "Don't laugh, why cry? What's more, I will have new shoes soon."

Chen Jue hit him: "Do you not know the price of golf shoes?"

He was choked for a moment, and pretended to be generous with a steady expression: "Oh, it won't be thousands."

Chen Jue couldn't help laughing, and shook his head: "Sometimes you are so stupid that people can't stand it."

There is extra tolerance in the words, which makes people's nose sore.

"You discovered it too late." Song Ke turned her head to the white wall, word by word, "Someone has said this to me a long time ago."

"who's that person?"

He is still sideways.

Chen Jue called him: "Song Ke."

This sound was overshadowed by the sound from the stairs.

"Chen Jue! You are here, I have been looking for you for a long time."

I almost forgot that Zhong Wenting was here too, but I don't know why he didn't show up.

He walked up in three or two steps, as if he hadn't seen Song Ke at all, and only said to Chen Jue: "Where did you go just now? You didn't answer the phone and didn't return the message. I was afraid that you didn't know the way and got lost." Let's go and eat, the restaurant has your favorite Cantonese dim sum, and even the kale was just flown in this morning."

Chen Jue said nonchalantly, "You go first, I'll be here in a while."

"What's your business?"

"I'm going to take Song Ke to buy a pair of shoes. His shoes are dirty."

Zhong Wenting just looked over, and then looked a little surprised: "Ah? This is Song Ke, I'm sorry, I'll take him as you are wearing Jiaqian's clothes." Then he said, "Your shoes are dirty? Let me see Well, it seems to be about the same size as mine, and I happen to have a pair in the room that hasn't been worn yet and I can give it to you."

"No, I'll just go back and change into a pair of slippers."

But he suddenly became very enthusiastic, and repeatedly asked Song Ke to go up with him: "It's okay! Don't be polite to me, anyway, Chen Jue bought it for me—"

Turning his head, Chen Jue had already gone downstairs alone: ​​"I'm going to smoke a cigarette."

Zhong Wenting shouted: "Chen Jue? Chen Jue!" Turning around, he muttered to Song Ke, "I'm sick again, and I've been like this all day..."

Song Ke looked at that indifferent back, and felt that the warmth on the court seemed to pass by in a flash, so fast that it seemed like an illusion.

That's when I realized they were living next door to me.

Walking into Chen Jue's room, there were two big boxes spread out on the carpet, inside were pajamas, razors, and mouthwash. It was true that he was on vacation.Zhong Wenting handed him the shoes, and insisted on following him back to the room.

"You change it, I'm just here to chat, it won't affect you."

Zhong Wenting sat down on the bed, narrowed his eyes, and stared at Song Ke from behind with a half-smile.

Even from his hostile point of view, he has to admit that Song Ke is different from everyone else.This kind of special is not reflected in appearance or figure, but in temperament.Song Ke doesn't seem to care about anything, but she also seems to be able to do everything well. The self-confidence and tenacity in her bones are like a bamboo insider.

He sighed sincerely: "Hey, you have such a good temperament."

The person in the mirror has thin cheeks, drooping eyelashes, and washes his hands slowly.

"Have you ever been better with a man before?" He crossed his arms.

Song Ke paused slightly: "What do you want to say, don't waste each other's time."

Zhong Wenting smiled: "You like Chen Jue, right?"

It's not an interrogative sentence, it's an affirmative sentence.

There was a soft splash of running water, and clear water trickled down from between the fingers.Song Ke stopped there, neither admitting nor denying it.

"If you don't speak, it's the default."

Unexpectedly, Zhong Wenting did not provoke, but still maintained a faint smile.

"It's okay if you like it, just don't jump in line. This is the same as withdrawing money from the bank. There are a lot of banknotes in the vault. I came early and I was ahead of you in the queue, so you have to let me take it first. As long as you obey the rules and don't make trouble , I finish taking it and you take it, everyone will be satisfied."

These words were a bit shocking, but he said them very easily, and even had a sense of righteous pride.

Song Ke looked at the pool quietly: "Are you willing?"

"What did you say?" Zhong Wenting was too far away to hear clearly.

His expression was blurred in the mirror: "I ask you, are you willing?"

Zhong Wenting got up quickly, and walked slowly from the bed to the bathroom: "Is it up to me if I don't want to? I'm not that naive. The bank is a place to withdraw money, and no one can live in it forever."

Song Ke suddenly turned her head to look at him, but didn't speak.

The light in the bathroom was not turned on, and the glance was not profound under the dim light, but Zhong Wenting felt a kind of coldness from it, even...even a warning.

He felt a little hairy in his heart, and said dryly: "Don't be ignorant of good and evil. I call it "before the ceremony and then the soldiers. You understand the ceremony first and then the soldiers, right?" And let me tell you the truth, he intends to leave all the money to his sister. If I continue to follow He may not get any money in the future, so you-"

Before he finished speaking, Song Ke pushed his body against the wall, and his shoulder blades hit the tiles with a bang.

He screamed in pain, stretched out his hands reflexively, and grabbed Song Ke's neck recklessly: "What are you doing? Let me go, let me go! You, if you dare to hit me, I will tell Chen Jue to kill me you!"

Song Ke clenched her teeth tightly, her arms firmly holding the person against her.For a moment, Zhong Wenting suspected that he would blow his head, because his eyes were red, his chest was heaving and heaving, and his breathing was rough and heavy.But after waiting for a long time, the imaginary fist didn't come down, only a hoarse voice: "You can't treat him like this."

After speaking, he let go of his strength.

Others don't understand, and Song Ke doesn't know how to make them understand that Chen Jue is definitely not what he seems.

"He's not a thing." He finally let go of his hand and supported the edge of the sink. "It's not your cash cow, and it's not a tool you use."

"What's the matter if I use him? He likes me and spoils me, that's his voluntary!" Zhong Wenting took two steps back and said fiercely, "Who do you think you are, and what right do you have to say such a thing?"

Song Ke thought this statement was ridiculous, but it was strange that she couldn't find anything to refute.After being silent for a while, he spoke again with a hoarse voice, with a desperate insistence in his tone: "I am more qualified than anyone else."

If there is only one person in this world who loves Chen Jue wholeheartedly, loves so unconditionally, loves so much that he guards the ruins and refuses to leave, loves so much that he accepts all happy and painful memories, that person must be Song Ke.

It's a pity that Chen Jue didn't know.

Song Ke didn't go downstairs to eat that day, because there was a pinch mark on her neck, and she didn't want to explain it to others.

In the evening, Chen Nian sent a message: "Have you rested yet? Come down for dinner."

She thought he was just tired from playing.

"Eat first, I just got up and want to take a shower."

There was also heating on the balcony, and he just sat there quietly, just sitting there, not thinking about anything.The warm air made him feel increasingly drowsy. He leaned on the chair, facing the warm red-orange glow outside the window, and slowly fell asleep.

I had a shameful dream.

Dreaming that on her 30th birthday, Ruiyan was complained by a big client.Everyone stayed in the company to work overtime that night. They were busy until after two o'clock in the morning. They made one phone call after another, and finally the other party agreed to give them a chance to modify the packet program.

After receiving the amnesty order, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly packed up their things and went home to sleep. Only Song Ke and Chen Jue were left in the office.Song Ke felt that this client had been with him for a long time, and when something went wrong at the last moment, it should be clear who was responsible.Chen Jue felt that it would be good if the matter was resolved. No one is a saint, and everyone may make mistakes, so there is no need to hold on to it.

The two argued for a few words and refused to give in to each other.When Song Ke left, she packed up her things, but Chen Jue didn't even wear a coat, and lay slack on the sofa in the office.

"Will you go, or if you don't go, I will go."

Chen Jue waved his hand: "Let's go, I'll rest here tonight, so as not to be picked by you again."

Seeing his indifference, Song Ke was so angry that she wanted to ask him: Do you not remember what day it is today?But in the end, he didn't ask. He just turned around and closed the door, and went to take the elevator alone.

It's really cold outside, the cold wind is fierce and bitter, blowing the fawu and camphor trees in the park to shake.Song Ke walked very slowly for a short distance, cursing Chen Jue in her heart while walking.At first I scolded "I will not die well", but I thought it was too heavy, and then I changed it to "Cold-blooded and heartless", I thought it was too light, and I still couldn't decide what to scold when I walked to the gate.

As a result, the car had only driven three kilometers, and the cold-blooded and ruthless person called him again.

Looking at the name Song Ke on the phone, she still looks stupid, what happened, he heard him scolding him?Sha stopped on the side of the road to pick it up, he was angry and didn't speak, just waiting for the other party to speak first.

Unexpectedly, Chen Jue didn't call to apologize at all.The man casually said: "Have you gone far? If you haven't gone far, you will come back to work overtime, and the client calls again. When you come up, bring two bottles of mineral water. The office water is gone."

Song Ke stomped her feet angrily, but there was nothing she could do, she had to do what she had to do well.Back in the park, I went to the vending machine to buy water, but the water was still stuck, and it took several bangs before it fell off.Carrying a water bottle like a grenade, he went upstairs, ready to blow up a certain man surnamed Chen.

But as soon as he went up, the lights in the work area were turned off.

He shouted: "Chen Jue?"

no respond.

What about people, where did they go?

Turn on the mobile phone lighting, find the office all the way, push the door and stand there in a daze.

It was only half an hour before and after, and the inside was completely different.On the carpet was a sea of ​​balloons, black and gold balloons crowded together fatly, without even a place to stay.There are golden balloon words on the wall, of course happy birthday in English, all of them are as big as a computer screen.The table is full of scattered champagne roses, the petals are elegant, the branches are green, and there are only gentle and not tacky varieties.

Chen Jue was standing in the balloons stacked like ocean waves, with a neat suit and a lazy smile on his face: "Stupid? Come here."

Song Ke had a sore nose, walked over, and was approached by Chen Jue before reaching her.

"Let me hug."

Just hugged it quietly, without speaking for several minutes.Song Ke's nose was blocked, her breathing was rustling, and her head gradually sank.Chen Jue picked up his body, his feet were dangling in the air, and he panicked for a while, but he didn't ask, because he knew that the place where Chen Jue was was safe.

The two fell onto the sofa.Chen Jue pressed on him, slowly wrapped a small lock of his hair, and looked at him with deep eyes: "Happy birthday."

His voice was hoarse: "I thought you didn't remember."

Chen Jue laughed: "You have no confidence in me?"

"No."

He shook his head and hurriedly covered his face with his sleeve, not wanting Chen Jue to see it, but Chen Jue had already seen it.I always feel that I am terribly fragile in front of Chen Jue, and my nose is so sore that I want to cry, and I am so happy that I feel dizzy.Maybe just because he knew that Chen Jue would tolerate him unconditionally.

Like so many times in the past, he gave himself completely to Chen Jue.

But Chen Jue was more presumptuous than before, not only presumptuous in his thoughts, but even more presumptuous in his actions, such as spreading the cream on the cake into a hidden place, completely changing its purpose.Song Ke was ashamed and hard to say, so she scolded him angrily, "Why don't you have any sense of shame, why can you do everything?"

I almost forgot, you can call him shameless.It was as if he scolded himself too, because he was so shameless that he accepted it all.If he has no sense of shame, wouldn't it be that he commits a crime even though he is aware of his shame, which is really terrible.

"Today's preparations are too hasty. I will go home with me for dinner next week. I will ask my mother and my sister to make up for your birthday."

Song Ke almost frightened softly: "Where are you going back?"

Chen Jue bit him, as if he thought he was very cute, rubbed his earlobe and said, "Go home."

In a daze, he complied, but his heart was not without panic.In the deeper and deeper impact, he actually started to be distracted, thinking about what gifts to bring, what clothes to wear, and thinking again, it’s strange, it’s been a year since the last proposal, and it’s supposed to be Chen Jue tonight. Take out the ring, why not?

After thinking about it, he comforted himself, maybe he just wanted to meet his parents and elders first, which would be more solemn.

If she received the ring that night, Song Ke knew that she would accept it.Sometimes missing is just a matter of thought, by accident, they missed it.If that night is confirmed, maybe there is still room for the following things, but it is a pity that nothing is possible.

While feeling numb all over, I heard a rhythmic crashing sound in my ears, the sound of furniture hitting the wall.Song Ke knew that she was dreaming, but she pulled away for a moment, feeling that the dream was very real.

His head drooped lower and lower, and when his forehead touched the armrest of the chair, he suddenly woke up.

How did you sleep for so long?

It was almost dark.

Rubbing the base of my nose and sitting up, my back was so hot that I was sweating, so I opened the floor-to-ceiling windows and wanted to take a shower.

As a result, as soon as one foot stepped in, the sound of impact came faintly from a wall.Boom, boom, boom, boom.One after another, strong and powerful, sometimes accompanied by soft moans.

Song Ke stood there, shivering involuntarily.At the moment when he wanted to understand where the sound came from, his body couldn't support it and fell to the side, and fell on the cold floor-to-ceiling glass, holding on with both hands hastily.

Just standing there quietly, I only felt the despair of being cornered, and only felt that my hands and feet were cold.

Boom, boom, boom, boom—

The movement next door continued.

Slowly, he also knocked his forehead against the wall, bang, bang, bang, bang, once, unconsciously.

I don’t really want to hurt myself, but I can’t do anything about it. It hurts too much. My body feels like it’s been constricted. I can’t control my body. I can’t wake up. I can’t distinguish between hallucinations and reality, past and present. I can't think of it, I can only hurt myself like this.

And hurting himself like this made him feel better.