Promised period

I came out in such a hurry that I forgot to bring my umbrella. When I arrived at the hospital, a thin layer of rain had already floated on my overcoat.

The visiting hours had long passed, and the wards in the International Department were quiet, and almost all the patients had rested.

Song Ke didn't know where Chen Jue lived, and she couldn't bother Chen Nian with a phone call, so she went to the nurse's station to ask.A young nurse was on duty tonight. Strangely, she didn't stop the late-night uninvited guest, but just told him in a gentle voice, 402, after checking.

So he walked over, walking lightly, because every room he passed was turned off.Feeling like a thief, I couldn't help but want to laugh, and I didn't know I was worried until I walked to the door.

What if Chen Jue is already asleep?They didn't invite me here, so what's the reason for rushing in like this?

But it's all here, and it's not reasonable to back off when something bad happens.What's more, Chen Jue seemed to be outside on the phone, maybe he ran out to sing and dance again, it's not impossible for him to do such a thing, and it's not impossible for him to make a trip for nothing.Thinking of this, I mustered up the courage to stand in front of the ward and knock on the door with my hand.

knock --

The surroundings are so quiet that people panic, where can anyone answer?

It's almost eleven o'clock, and where is he going before he recovers from his illness? Is he dying?I wanted to call and scold him, but I couldn't press the call button when facing the number I knew so well.

Forget it, wait, I won't come back.

Then I went to the nurse's station and asked, "Where's the patient in 402?"

The nurse apologized and said that she was not very clear: "We pay more attention to the privacy of patients here, and do not make ward rounds at night."

No matter how you listen to it, you find it funny, and you still have to talk about privacy with patients, so what should you do if you need to have surgery on your private parts?But he could only nod his head, pretending to understand completely: "Then I'll wait for him in the room."

As a result, when I walked into the room, I didn't have the nerve to turn on the light, because this is a strange place.

But the air is full of Chen Jue's breath, if there seems to be nothing.Moreover, Chen Jue seemed to have smoked here before, and the faint scent of mint tobacco had not yet dissipated.So he went to open the window and sat under the window, listening to the crackling rain like playing music, and didn't feel cold at all.

It's almost zero if you don't pay attention.

Unable to hold on, I called Chen Jue, but no one answered, I don't know if it was on purpose.He felt at a loss, his shoulders were stiff, when will Chen Jue appear?

It's not that I have to see this side, I'm just worried about his safety, after all, he is still a patient.

I had no choice but to ask for help again. Unexpectedly, there was an extra nurse sitting there, who looked like the head nurse. When I saw him, I stood up and asked, "Are you leaving?"

"No, not yet." He averted his gaze, "I'm sorry to interrupt your work. The patient in 402 hasn't come back yet. I would like to ask you to call him and ask where he went."

She seemed to be worried, and hesitated for a moment before saying: "402 probably won't come back tonight, a visitor surnamed Zhong came to look for it tonight, and the two of them went out together."

surnamed Zhong...

It turned out to be the case.

Song Ke involuntarily touched her right arm with her left hand, touched the abrupt elbow joint, but couldn't say a word.Fortunately, the nurses here are also surprisingly good-tempered, neither urging nor reminding, just asking silently with their eyes.

He nodded after a long while: "Understood, thank you."

He turned around and walked slowly towards the stairs. Halfway there, the head nurse stood up and called him, "Sir, sir?"

He turned his head and heard her say: "It's still raining outside, you can take an umbrella before you go, there is one in the ward."

Point to 402 again.

"Okay, thank you."

He walked back slowly, not because he needed an umbrella, but because he didn't want others to see his despair.Pushing open the door of the ward, the air inside is still so familiar, only the warmth is no longer what it used to be.

I couldn't find where the umbrella was, and sat back in the chair for no reason, as if I needed to slow down before I had the strength to go downstairs.He leaned against the edge of the window with his eyes closed, the door was not closed, the corridor was empty, and there was no movement at all.

The cold wind and rain on his back made him want to shiver, so he still thought it was an illusion when he heard the footsteps outside.It wasn't until the person approached that the voice became clearer and clearer, and he slowly realized something, and stared at the door with wide eyes in astonishment.

The people outside walked very fast and were in a hurry, not like Chen Jue.

But it was indeed Chen Jue.With a cast on his right arm and a cane on his left, he limped to the door.

Song Ke took a deep breath and wanted to laugh, but her eyes suddenly became moist.Because Chen Jue looked surprisingly embarrassed and decadent, and he couldn't find any prestige in the past.

Chen Jue stopped the moment he saw Song Ke.The corners of his mouth sank, and he walked in sullenly a few seconds later.

Song Ke hurried over to help him, but his hand was thrown away by him, "No need."

"Where have you been?" Another sentence.

He looked very bored, sat on the sofa and took off his crutches: "It has nothing to do with you."

Thinking that he was a sick person, it was normal for him to have a temper, Song Ke didn't argue with him, but just hung his wet coat on the hanger.Looking back, he sat there with his head bowed, with an uncertain expression on his face.

After only seeing him for a few days, he became haggard and slumped on the sofa, the stubble had grown out, and his eyes were gray and blue.Following his line of sight, Song Ke saw the crutches on the coffee table and asked, "How is your leg? Did the doctor say when it will get better?"

He didn't speak, just took out a pack of cigarettes from his wet suit.I took out one, but the cigarette seemed to have been drenched by rain, and it finally lit after several times of lighting.His face was livid, and after taking a few puffs, he suddenly seemed not to want to smoke anymore, and directly crushed the cigarette end with his fingers.

Song Ke was taken aback, and immediately stepped forward to unplug it and throw it away. She forcibly opened Chen Jue's left hand to see if it was injured, but unexpectedly saw a few brown scars.

This is?

What he didn't have before, he can be sure that there wasn't before.Looking at Chen Jue in confusion, Chen Jue seemed to be even more ignorant than him.

"Who burned this?" Chen Jue actually asked him.

He felt strange, why did you ask me?I felt sad again, because Chen Jue had suffered such a self-harm injury, but he didn't know it at all.

"I ask you who burned this!"

The voice was heavy and heavy, forcing his body to tremble slightly, then he shook his head blankly: "I don't know..."

He didn't even meet him, because he never held hands with Chen Jue after they separated, and Chen Nian didn't mention it once, maybe even she didn't notice.

"You don't know?" Chen Jue suddenly raised his foot and kicked the coffee table away with such great force that the coffee table retreated far away with a bang, "I don't know why you saved me? I don't know why you came to care about me?"

Song Ke was silent and wanted to escape, but Chen Jue pulled his shoulder with his good hand and stared at him closely, his eyes were deep and moist: "Do you know where I am going tonight?" gone?"

Song Ke shook his head slowly.

Chen Jue said: "I went to look for you." After speaking, he actually laughed, "But I can't find it."

After searching all night, the whole body was drenched.

"After the car crash that day, you went south. I remember it clearly, but the more you walked along that road, the more unfamiliar you became. The more you walked, the less you knew. No matter how hard you searched, you couldn't find it. I should be able to find you, but in the end I was wrong. I have searched all over the neighborhoods near No. [-] Primary School, but I don’t have any impression.”

"It's like these cigarette butt burn scars. It hurts so much, I should remember why, but I just don't remember."

Song Ke was held by Chen Jue's shoulders and burst into tears.

Big tears fell from his eyes and hit Chen Jue's legs without a sound.

Chen Jue was stunned for a moment, and slowly let go of his left arm: "You don't want to say that I won't force you, but I just want to ask you, what was the relationship between us before?"

Song Ke wasn't actually crying, she didn't have any sad expression, she just felt desolate.Clenched by surprise, but still gritted his teeth and said in a hoarse voice: "Is what I tell you must be true? If I tell you that we are enemies, you must believe it? You are the one who chooses to forget, and you don't want to think about it." The person who wakes up is also yourself, have you ever thought that maybe you shouldn’t remember at all.”

Chen Jue took a deep breath, frowned and said, "Impossible."

"What's impossible?"

"We can't be enemies."

Song Ke's heart was full of rain, but her face was almost smiling: "What I said is true, but you don't believe it."

The drama of fate is sometimes unbelievable.

He got up and took his coat and wanted to leave, but Chen Jue came up from behind and hugged him tightly, strangling him with just one arm.

"I don't believe it." Chen Jue said, "Turn around and look into my eyes."

He turned with difficulty to look at Chen Jue, his eyes blurred.In the next second, Chen Jue kissed her hard, her lips were wet as if wet from the rain, but they were actually tears, and it was hard to tell whose.

He was terrified, and struggled desperately, but he was afraid of hurting Chen Jue's right hand, and even the resistance seemed so powerless.

"you--"

In the fierce stalemate, his lips moved away for a moment, and he asked in fear: "Did you make a mistake, I am Chen Nian's boyfriend, I—"

"You're not, Chen Nian told me."

Song Ke took a breath and jumped into his trap again: "When did she tell you?"

Chen Jue's gaze became bottomless: "You really lied to me from beginning to end. You are not her boyfriend at all, you are just Song Ke, Song Ke who would not even die to save me."

With such a simple sentence, the body seemed to be ripped apart from the middle, so weak for the first time.In the silent night, there was only the sound of rain ticking, Chen Jue hugged him from behind, his chest was like a red-hot iron, which made his whole body tremble.

Nothing can stop Chen Jue from kissing him.

The kiss came so late, everything was voluntary, Song Ke didn't have time to ask why, and Chen Jue didn't have time to tell him that he had broken up with Zhong Wenting, but he knew clearly that he loved him, and he loved himself, loved him. There is nothing wrong with one person.They have only had each other since a long time ago, and they are still like this today. They don't need to ask, they don't need answers, they know each other well.

At the end of the kiss, Song Ke's face was full of tears, and even Chen Jue's facial features could not be seen clearly.Chen Jue was very strong, but he felt that it was not enough to crush his lips hard, so he simply bit his lower lip to bleed out.A faint smell of rust permeated between the lips and tongues of the two, their breathing was urgent and hasty, and the next one started before the end of one, the air in the lungs was completely insufficient.Later, Chen Jue bit off the tip of his tongue, but he was still sucking his taste greedily, which made his shoulder hurt.

Finally letting go, Song Ke gasped for breath, her chest heaved violently, and a breathtaking blush appeared on her pale cheeks.Chen Jue wiped away his tears with his hand, moved his thumb down, and lightly stroked his broken lips: "I was summoned by a phone call, and I didn't push it away when it hurt so much. How dare you say you don't know me?"

Song Ke felt ashamed, but Chen Jue had gloomy eyes and a serious expression.

"Song Ke, tell me the truth."

He turned his head sideways: "What do you want to hear?"

"We are not enemies, but lovers. I loved you, didn't I? Even if you don't tell me, I know it. I will check it out, even if I find out the day I die." Chen Jueming looked at it plainly. There was a strange certainty in his voice.

"That's not the case, don't check..."

"Why not?" Chen Jue raised his voice and clenched his arm tightly with his left hand, "Do you know that I don't want to live in such an unclear way, I want to remember my own affairs, I want to know who I should love and who I should hate, do you know?"

Who to love and whom to hate.

Do you know one sentence after another, knocking on Song Ke's heart like a thunderbolt.All the strength in his body was exhausted just now, leaving only a little instinct, both hands weakly grasping Chen Jue's shirt, relying on Chen Jue.He couldn't imagine that one day Chen Jue really woke up and said he hated him, where would he go to find a pair of regret medicine and take it.

Just being silent like this, smelling the light fragrance of tobacco in the air, nothing left but torment in my heart.Finally he pushed Chen Jue away, his voice was so hoarse that he couldn't hear clearly: "In fact, a lifetime is still very long, and it doesn't matter if you forget the past three years. Chen Jue, believe me, don't investigate anymore, if the truth is good for you, I will It is impossible not to tell you with Chen Nian. Forget it, forgetting is the best choice."

The Wind Chime Tower is still hanging there, but it just doesn't seem to be functioning.On the first day of the new year, I prayed to the gods and Buddhas in the temple, but I finally gave up because I was timid and couldn't say it.Song Ke hoped that Chen Jue would remember day and night, but he couldn't bear the opportunity before him.

After listening to it, Chen Jue didn't speak for a long time, and slowly let go of his hand.He didn't get up until the nurse knocked on the door, wiped his face, put on his coat and sent Song Ke downstairs.

The rain hadn't stopped outside, Song Ke walked into the rain with an umbrella, walked a certain distance, turned around and called out: "Chen Jue."

Chen Jue seemed to understand what he was going to say: "You don't have to be afraid."

Don't be afraid that I will know, and don't be afraid that I will never know. No matter what, you don't have to be afraid when I am here.

Song Ke nodded in a daze: "Go in, I'm leaving now."

The kiss just now seemed to be an illusion, maybe it never happened, everything was just a fantasy.But Chen Jue still stood stubbornly in the porch without saying anything, and stubbornly watched him leave.

Song Ke turned around and walked out, going a long, long way, and then turning back, Chen Jue was still standing in the corridor, not even moving his position.

He stopped and stood there watching from a distance.

Not long after, Chen Jue called.After connecting it, the sound of rain hitting the glass porch eaves came from the handset, which was a bit noisy.He looked at Chen Jue, and Chen Jue also looked at him from a distance. After a long silence, he took a slight breath: "Song Ke, maybe my life is not long, maybe I won't be here soon, the forgotten three Years mean more to me than any time."

The tone of saying this is exactly the same as that of "but I love you".

Song Ke panicked, and said stupidly and stubbornly: "How is it possible? You will live a long life."

Chen Jue smiled bleakly: "I hope."

Back home that night, Song Ke had nightmares one after another, and the beginning of the dream was the day he visited Chen's house.