Promised period

On the second day in her hometown, Song Ke went to the police station to check the files of the year, and her mobile phone was turned off all day.When I got home at night, I received a message from Chen Jue in the evening. There was no hysterical venting, just asking when he would come back.

He didn't reply.

Since then, the phone has been quiet, and it was not until very late on the third day that I received a short sentence: "I have a stomachache, where is the stomach medicine?"

Chen Jue's stomach has been hurt by drinking, and he will have problems if he doesn't eat on time.

Song Ke was packing her luggage at the time, and more than half an hour had passed when she saw it, she paused for a while, squatting on the ground with a dull expression: "In the cupboard."

Unexpectedly, Chen Jue seemed to be guarding the phone: "I have found it."

It turned out to have been found.

The moment before putting down the phone, the fingertips vibrated slightly: "Don't ask me why my stomach hurts?"

The dialog box is as quiet as if it's holding its breath.

Song Ke typed in the three words "why" slowly, and then deleted them one by one, and then the "typing" above slowly disappeared.

After a long time, Chen Juecai said: "I waited at the bus stop for a whole day today, but I didn't wait for you."

Because I waited all the time and didn't leave a step, I didn't have time to eat.

Song Ke took a deep breath, lowered her heavy forehead, and buried her head deeply in her knees, like an ostrich.

He didn't reply to this message either.

Returning to Linjiang at dusk the next day, the station was full of people, and there was no sign of Chen Jue at the exit.When I got home by subway, I opened the door and saw Chen Jue sitting on the sofa.

"Are you back?" The voice was hoarse, and there was a smell of smoke in the room.

Song Ke only glanced at him before turning away, and nodded lightly: "Yes."

After putting away his luggage, Chen Jue had already gone to the kitchen to cook noodles.The last ray of sunlight outside the window slanted across his side, and he was like a silhouette that would disappear at any moment.

"I cooked your portion." He looked down at Song Ke, not at Song Ke.

"I have no appetite."

Song Ke went into the room to rest, the curtains were drawn tightly, and only a little light could penetrate.In fact, he hadn't eaten all day, and his stomach was very empty, but for some reason, he didn't feel hungry.

The air conditioner was already on and it was very warm.He took off his clothes and lay under the quilt, fell asleep quickly, and soon began to have nightmares.He dreamed that he killed Chen Jue with the knife in his schoolbag, with a fierce and ferocious expression.Chen Jue was stabbed to the point of being covered in blood, and fell dying in a pool of cold blood. He didn't even have the strength to ask why, but just looked at him in astonishment.

He loved Chen Jue for three years, and Chen Jue, whose life was always smooth, finally died in the hands of the person he loved the most.

Song Ke was terrified, and woke up covered in cold sweat, and found that Chen Jue was looking at her beside the bed, her brows were tightly knitted.

"Have a nightmare?"

It is not known when he came in, nor why he came in.He just looked at Song Ke like that, with a forbearing and distressed look, bottomless.

The light in the room had completely dimmed, Song Ke stayed there, and Chen Jue didn't speak.After a long time, Song Ke finally couldn't hold on any longer, and slowly leaned her head against his shoulder, the blood vessels in her chest contracted repeatedly, feeling hypoxic.

"I dreamed you were gone."

Chen Jue froze for a moment and said, "Where can I go if you are still here."

The tone was trying to understate it as much as possible, but the two hands behind Song Ke's back were very strong, as if the person in his arms had been lost and found, and he could do nothing but hold him tightly: "I'm not going anywhere, you drive me away I won't leave you."

Song Ke couldn't speak, and wanted to cry aloud, her heart hurt so badly that she couldn't breathe smoothly.

Chen Jue only thought that he was subdued, and hugged him silently until his body stopped shaking before saying: "You are covered in sweat, get up, take a shower and eat something, and I will cook a bowl of noodles for you." New one, add a sun egg, okay? Also, I bought your favorite beef jerky."

I don't mention missing you in every sentence, but I miss you every sentence.

Song Ke was still speechless, but shook her head vigorously, and then kissed Chen Jue's lips.At first, he just wanted to find some comfort, but the moment he encountered it, his longing flooded out like a flood. The torment and dilemma of the past two days turned into the last bit of strength in his body, making him kiss Chen Jue like a moth to a flame. , Kissing desperately and resolutely.

This is the last time he is willing to face it without reservation, because there is no way to leave Chen Jue like this, it is really impossible, he needs some memories to chew slowly in this long life from now on.

Before it was late at night, the two were sweating profusely in the room.Chen Jue realized that something was wrong with Song Ke, so he became very enthusiastic and sinking, as if he had cut himself apart from the inside out. After releasing him once, he immediately entangled him and asked him to come back again.During the fierce collision, the bed board creaked, and the smell of lust in the air was covered with a little smoke. Chen Juefa held Song Ke fiercely, and suddenly found Song Ke crying silently in the middle, so he leaned over and asked, "Does it hurt?"

Song Ke took off the condom by herself, but her eyes stared at him vaguely, as if she wanted to keep something from him and engrave something on him.Song Ke knew that she would always remember what Chen Jue gave him, those purest feelings, the most gentle care, and the most sincere sincerity, these are things that others can no longer give him.

That day, Chen Jue was so exhausted that he lay down on the bed and fell into a deep sleep.

Song Ke was lying beside her.He hadn't cleaned up the things in his body yet, and he hugged his arms, unable to fall asleep no matter what, so he had to turn sideways to look at Chen Jue's eyebrows and eyes.

Chen Jue's eye sockets are very deep, when they are opened they are stern and energetic, but when they are closed they are very obedient and docile.The bridge of his nose is like a hill, and there is a very small and inconspicuous scar on it. It is said that he was naughty and asked his father to beat him up when he was young. Fortunately, he didn't break it down, and he still looks pretty good.His lips are thin, painful when he bites, but passionate when he kisses.He is so tall, but sometimes he likes to hunch his back, like a child who can't grow up, and doesn't listen to him.He has a bad temper, and all his patience was given to himself, and all his tolerance and understanding were also given to himself.

There will be no more, tonight is the last time, the last time to see him like this.

If the two of them hadn't met, would things have been better?I will never know that there is a person named Chen Jue in the world, I will never fall in love with him, and I will never wonder whether I should hate this person or not.

From that day on, Song Ke excused herself to be busy with work, and stayed in the company all day until late.But Chen Jue didn't mind, and always waited for him downstairs, sending him a message: "What are you dawdling about?"

Song Ke said: "You go back first, I still have things to do."

Chen Jue sent him the emoji of a crying villain: "Let's go home together, I want to hug you, I haven't hugged you for a few days."

Song Ke typed one word at a time: "Can you stop bothering me?"

The phone goes silent.

But Chen Jue was still waiting for him downstairs. In such a cold weather, he waited all night, and he was still downstairs at dawn.When Song Ke went downstairs, she saw a familiar car, and saw Chen Jue falling asleep on the steering wheel, with a tired face and cigarette butts all over the door.But he still hardened his heart and walked around the car to go home.

Chen Jue woke up and found that it was already working time, so he had to call Song Ke.He thought he hadn't left yet.

"Didn't I tell you not to bother me?" Song Ke's tone was very indifferent, "I was woken up by you just as soon as I fell asleep."

Chen Jue was slightly annoyed: "Why didn't I wait for you? I'm still downstairs waiting to pick you up."

Song Ke said, "I didn't ask you to wait."

"You can do it." Chen Jue was very angry, and said harshly on the phone, "I will never wait for you again from now on."

But after a few days, she was still willing to wait for him.

I called again and again until the phone was out of power, but Chen Jue never went upstairs to disturb Song Ke, because he knew that he disliked the two arguing in front of the employees the most.

Song Ke had no choice but to lose her temper with Chen Jue when she found something trivial.Blame him for not taking out the garbage in time after eating the instant noodles, blame him for not being academically proficient, and even blame him for not being able to talk to big clients.During the quarrel, Song Ke said everything, saying that they were not people from the same world at all, that they had no future, and that Chen Jue should go back to her home.

Sometimes Chen Jue would apologize, and sometimes he would get angry, slam the door and leave in front of Song Ke, and then come back silently in the middle of the night.Even sometimes, Chen Jue would bring back a snack, but Song Ke refused to touch it, so he would put the snack on the dining table and sit quietly on the sofa all night.

During that time, Chen Jueyan smoked a lot.No one told him what was wrong between them.Finally, after a fierce quarrel, he was disheartened and asked to go on a business trip to Southeast Asia to discuss business. He even bought the air ticket on the same day.

On the third day there, Chen Jue contracted malaria, and at first he didn't tell Song Ke, but later Cheng Yi'an called to ask about the progress of the negotiation, but Chen Jue's voice was heard on the phone, and he asked for the reason after repeated questioning.

Cheng Yi'an was so frightened that he immediately knocked on Song Ke's office and asked him if he knew that Chen Jue was ill.Song Ke was answering the email at that time, when she heard this, she just paused and shook her head.

"You didn't even tell me? Why is this kid so big-minded? Is malaria a trivial matter? If it goes wrong, people will die! What if something really happens in a foreign country?"

Song Ke could barely lift her head up, so she could only lower her head, biting her lips for bloody scars.It was also that day that he decided to break up with Chen Jue, because there was no way to continue.

It was a snowy day when Chen Jue came back. The city was covered with snow everywhere, and the snow on the road was a foot thick.

That afternoon Song Ke was sitting by the window, staring at the withered camphor tree outside, watching the leaves fall to the ground in large pieces, and being stepped on by the neighbors in the community again and again, until there was a familiar line in her eyes. silhouette.

Within three weeks, Chen Jue was so thin that his cheeks were sunken.

He was dragging a black trolley case and wearing a mid-length windbreaker. He was almost half of what he used to be, walking in the endless ice and snow.

Song Ke looked at him through blurred eyes. After watching for a long time, she was so cold that she shivered.

Finally, he put on his clothes and walked on.

Seeing people from a distance, Chen Jue thought that Song Ke was here to pick him up, and stood there for a long time, because they were still in the cold war and hadn't contacted each other for seventeen days.

Soon he dropped the suitcase and ran over, took Song Ke's hand, rubbed it and lowered his head: "What are you doing down here? Go upstairs quickly."

Song Ke pursed her lips tightly, and a line of blood appeared between her lips. Seeing the white mist exhaled from his mouth, she looked at him for a long time before she raised her head and looked at his reddened eyes.

"Let's break up, Chen Jue."

For a moment, Chen Jue was stunned.

"I've sent your things to your sister. Don't come to me again. I'm going to withdraw your shares from the company. You don't have to worry about it."

Chen Jue was stiff at first, but then his body trembled violently. He frowned and held his hand: "What do you mean?"

"I mean, let you go." Song Ke's heart broke, "I will let you go."

Crossing rivers and destroying bridges, ungrateful, you can use all vicious words to describe him.He is like the most hard-hearted person in the world, no matter how angry and questioning Chen Jue is, he just doesn't change his words.He and he stood in the white snow, their knees were limp from the cold, but their hands and feet were as hard as ice.

In the end, Chen Jue had no choice, and his voice was hoarse, almost pleading: "Is it because I haven't contacted you during this time? I'm in the hospital, Song Ke, I just got sick and didn't tell you. You have to give me a chance to explain , Song Ke, give me another chance."

No matter what he said, the answer he got was only two words: tired.

A relationship comes to an end, because one party is tired of playing, tired, and wants to love someone else.

Chen Jue refused to leave, Song Ke decided to pull away, but he was dragged by his waist from behind.

Song Ke has never seen him like that, he has never been invincible, a big man's voice is full of despair: "Song Ke, I was wrong, no matter what happened, I was wrong. Tell me what you want, as long as I have , as long as I can give it to you, I will give it to you."

Song Ke's heart was numb from the pain, and she smiled sadly: "I want something new, can you give it to me?"

Chen Jue held him tightly by the shoulder: "Let's try again, Song Ke, you don't understand such things as novelty—"

"Okay!" Song Ke turned around and slapped him neatly, "Don't be endless, don't make me look down on you."

"you--"

Chen Jue was so angry that he raised his right hand. Song Ke was ready to be beaten, but that hand just froze there, and Chen Jue also froze in place.

"Let's get together and break up." Song Ke's voice was cold, "Actually, I didn't have any feelings for you from the very beginning. It was you who clung to me and said that you would pay me to start a company. If you persist until today, I still count I'm sorry for you, don't you think?"

Chen Jue slowly withdrew his hand, staring at his bloodshot eyes, the veins on his neck seemed to be pulled out alive.

Song Ke left.

Back in the bedroom, I could still see Chen Jue standing in the shadow of the tree.The moonlight was as cold as a sharpened blade, the heavy snow was pale, and his thin body was riddled with holes.

In order not to soften her heart, Song Ke stabbed herself with a fruit knife that night.The scar has now been covered by tattoos, but the wound has not healed yet, and there is always a dull pain every time it snows.