Promised period

Strange to say, Song Ke only dreamed of breaking up every time she dreamed.Maybe it was because what happened behind was so cruel that even the subconscious made him stop on the edge of the cliff and wouldn't let him go on.

But in fact, life has passed too far, too far.

Song Ke hadn't seen Chen Jue for a long time after leaving the hospital that night, and it wasn't a deliberate avoidance, but there was no reason to see her.However, from Chen Nian's mouth, I heard that he was looking for someone to investigate him, and he hired a lawyer and friends to help him. He didn't know what he was looking for, but he probably couldn't hide it for long.

Chen Nian knew this, and Song Ke knew it too.But he has become more and more like an ostrich recently. I don't know whether it is because he is getting older or his condition is getting worse, and he is not as strong psychologically as before.However, he went to see a doctor and prescribed some medicine, but the effect was not obvious yet.

Going to work at the beginning of March, the subway is more crowded than before.Because he is always distracted, he can no longer identify each stop by hearing, he can only see with his eyes, and of course he cannot drive.When I arrived at the station in the park, I was pushed out from the inside, almost being forced to separate from my briefcase, and my suit was squeezed into pleats.

While walking to the park, I thought, I must not forget to take the medicine, because this is not the way to continue, and it has already begun to affect my personal life.

Swiping the card to enter the park, the staff inside hurriedly walked, with tiredness and reluctance on their faces after returning to work on weekends.After turning a corner, many people stopped at the door of Block C, which were different from the busy figures around.

When I got closer, I found out that the person in charge of the property led several subordinates and was introducing the situation of the park to some important guests.

"This is a demonstration science and technology park that introduces advanced founding concepts. The total planned construction area is more than 120 million square meters, and it will be developed in two phases..."

Standing in front of the office building with only four floors, the back of that important guest was even taller and silent.

Song Ke was taken aback for a moment, then stopped there.The person in charge of the property turned his head to see him, and raised his hand to greet him: "Boss Song!"

He just looked at the one next to him.

Why did Chen Jue show up here, and he was still with the people from the property company, did he want to rent an office?

There was no way to pretend not to know each other, he nodded towards the other party and Chen Jue.But Chen Jue stood there expressionless as if he didn't know him, and his feet didn't move.He felt embarrassed, so he forced a smile and walked into the office building with his head down.

The whole morning was far from being out of my mind, but in short, I was a little muddled.I opened the window several times to breathe fresh air, but I couldn't find Chen Jue outside.

Presumably gone.

At noon Cheng Yi'an asked him to have dinner, he said: "Brother, you go first, I still have some work to do." Cheng Yi'an went to the cafeteria with the others.

After locking the office door, he took his coat and went downstairs, thinking of going to a far away place to eat.

It is a claypot rice restaurant that I used to frequent. It is at least 10 minutes away from Santiao Street.Although he used to be busy at work, he occasionally had time for lunch. When he got excited, Chen Jue would take him for a walk on the street, walking through the streets and alleys to find something to eat.

Sometimes Song Ke felt that it was a waste of time: "There is a lot of work at hand, can't the cafeteria just make do with a bite? After eating, you can still squat on the sofa for a while."

Chen Jue turned a deaf ear to it, acting like a rascal who didn't itch when there were too many lice.

In the end, he really found a delicious restaurant, that is, Ah Fai Claypot.The owner of the store is an out-and-out compatriot from the coast, who makes a living by speaking a few Mandarin Chinese.

When we went back for the first time, there was not enough space in the store, so the two had to sit on the low table and low stool at the door.The stool was made of plastic with a thin layer of rubber. Chen felt a little aggrieved sitting on it, but because the air was full of the salty aroma of rice and sausage, he was in a good mood.He threw the tie behind his back, rolled up his sleeves and unpacked the dishes for Song Ke, and scalded them carefully with boiling hot tea.

Song Ke teased him: "I've come here, do you still care about whether it's clean or not?"

"Cantonese food has to be so hot, it doesn't matter if it's clean or not."

"More than that."

"It's called a sense of ritual." He paused, then turned his head tepidly, "It's like the two of us can't get a certificate, but we still can't skip the marriage proposal."

Then you want it?

But Chen Jue didn't mention it for a long time.Song Ke really wanted to know where the ring went, but she didn't want to take the initiative to ask because of her self-esteem, so she just finished the meal quietly.

I want to be extravagant again at noon today, wasting the whole noon time, I don’t know if the claypot rice is still as delicious as before.

Take the elevator downstairs and see Chen Jue as soon as you go out.

The tall Fatong has grown new leaves, and Chen Jue is standing under the tree waiting for someone, wearing a very stiff black wool coat.

Originally, he wanted to turn a blind eye and walk over, but Chen Jue stopped him: "Song Ke."

Had to stop.

"what's up?"

"Let's have dinner together at noon."

Actually came to find him.

Song Ke just forgave Chen Jue for ignoring him in the morning.Because think about it, when talking about things, you shouldn't involve your personal feelings, and it's right to meet your friends after the talk.

The two walked out of the park side by side. Song Ke put her hands in her pockets, feeling very warm.After walking for a while, he asked Chen Jue, "Are you here today to discuss business?"

Two people passed by beside Chen Jue, they glanced at Song Ke suspiciously, then turned their heads and walked away.But Song Ke didn't care, because Chen Jue looked at him and said, "I just came to see you for an excuse."

It's actually quite honest.

Song Ke looked at the light gray cement floor tiles and the stubborn weeds surviving in the cracks of the bricks, and felt like a boiling pot of soup in her heart, full of sweet, sour, bitter and spicy tastes.

"What do you want to eat?"

"I'm not familiar with this area, you decide."

"I'm sure I can, Mr. Chen, don't dislike the poor place."

Chen Jue smiled slowly: "Lead the way ahead, let me open my eyes."

Song Ke also laughed.

During the 20-minute journey, the two of them had nothing to say, especially Chen Jue, who was surprisingly silent.Along the way, Song Ke wondered if it was time to find something to talk about and break the awkward atmosphere.But as he walked, he felt that it was good to be so quiet, because Chen Jue coughed softly beside him, and occasionally took out his mobile phone to reply to a message or two, which made people feel extra solid and warm.

Finally able to see the entrance of the narrow alley, Song Ke apologized shyly: "It's here."

Chen Jue nodded and didn't say whether he was tired or not.

In the distance, the signboard of "Ah Hui Claypot" is embedded on the wall, and the lights are not on because it is daytime.

When I approached, I found that the shutter door was tightly closed, a layer of dust had fallen on the glass, and all the tables, chairs and benches were missing.Song Ke let out an "ah" and said regretfully, "The door was not opened."

Seeing the closing notice posted on the door, he wanted to go over to have a look, but Chen Jue walked ahead of him, "I'll go and see, you wait here for me."

He had no choice but to stop, watching Chen Jue walk to the rolling door, paused for a while, and then came back and told him: "We are unlucky, the boss is off today, and the door will open tomorrow."

rest?Isn't today a working day?

The two of them stood at the door seriously, and it seemed a bit silly to see people coming and going.Seeing that it was getting late, Song Ke suddenly felt helpless, and was afraid that he would go back hungry.Chen Jue said, "Why don't you mind buying some food at a nearby convenience store?"

What's the point of this? Didn't you often eat convenience store food when you worked overtime?Rice balls, instant noodles, oden, whatever you can buy, you can eat whatever you can to fill your stomach.

So go back again.

There is a 24-hour convenience store opposite Ximen, Chen Jue smokes outside, and Song Ke goes in alone.There were a lot of people inside, so he took two cans of hot coffee and queued to the end of the line for ordering Kanto cooking.

Looking through the glass door, Chen Jue was standing sideways outside, his posture was very silent and chic.After a while, he seemed to notice something, and turned his head to look at Song Ke.

The eyes of the two met, Song Ke smiled, and mouthed to him: "Wait for me."

Chen Jue nodded.

After finally getting in line, the clerk asked him what he wanted.Thinking of Chen Jue's love for spicy food, Song Ke said, "Have a little of everything, and it's spicy."

"Can you finish eating so much?"

"Me and my friend, he just came to see me for lunch today."

It seemed that he couldn't talk about this with a stranger, but he was willing to tell everyone that Chen Jue came to him today.

In the end, I actually bought more than 40 yuan.

The checkout line was not short, but the black figure was still there, still waiting for him.Song Ke felt at ease, and didn't care whether it was hot or not, so she wanted to leave immediately after paying the money.

As a result, the phone vibrated when the queue was almost over, and it was Chen Nian.He had no choice but to hold the food and coffee in both hands, and clamped the phone to his ear with his shoulder: "What's the matter?"

Chen Nian was quite noisy there, probably in the restaurant: "It's okay, what are you doing, do you have time to have dinner together on weekends?"

"I've been very busy recently, so I can't tell what will happen on the weekend." His fingertips were flushed from the bottom of the bowl, but his eyes were smiling, "By the way, guess who I'm eating with at noon today."

It was rare to have such a relaxed tone, which amused Chen Nian: "Who made you feel so good."

Song Ke just smiled and said nothing.

Chen Nian guessed that several people were wrong, and finally he was taken aback and said, "It can't be my brother, it's impossible? He's abroad."

Song Ke's heart went blank for two seconds, and the smile froze on her face.Then someone touched his shoulder and the phone fell to the ground.

"What's wrong?" Chen Nian's voice became very distant.

The person who hit him picked it up for him, saw that a corner of the screen was broken, so he had no choice but to admit that he was unlucky and expressed his willingness to lose money.Song Ke took the phone from the other party, and heard Chen Nian call him: "Song Ke, Song Ke." But he didn't want to speak anymore.

He walked out hesitantly, no one was waiting for him outside the door, and there was not even a speck of soot on the ground.

"Hey, hey! Don't want anything?" The cashier also shouted at the back, and if he didn't listen, he scolded him, "Crazy."

The person who knocked down his cell phone laughed softly: "Maybe there is something wrong with his brain, and he doesn't want to lose money."

Maybe Chen Jue just walked away for a while.

wait.

Waiting at the entrance of the convenience store, the traffic lights alternated repeatedly, and people came and went, but Chen Jue never came back.

Song Ke thought it was wrong, it shouldn't be.They walked so far together, talked so much, and even almost went to eat that claypot rice together.

how come?

He ran against the flow of people and crossed three streets in one breath. The cold air of early spring permeated into his lungs, but his head was burning hot, and he was already covered in sweat when he reached the door of the store.

The door was indeed closed, and the closure notice was still there, but the words on it had changed: the family was ill, and the date of return was undecided.

The date of return is undecided, four words that are cruel and realistic.This is the case with many people and things. An accident can destroy everything that has been painstakingly managed, and no one can tell when it will get better.

He ran out of strength, so he had to sit by the door of the store, panting violently with his knees propped up.The eyes light up and then go dark, and everything around me can't see clearly.Feeling absurd in the dizziness, even I started to lie to myself, took out my phone, and found out the program.

"Chen Jue?"

"exist."

Look, there he is.

But he also knew in his heart that he had already left him.It's just that I'm still willing to listen to him, and I'm willing to play with myself in the busy work, and fool myself around, at worst, as they say, say——

"Chen Jue, I'm sick." Song Ke smiled wryly, "They say I'm crazy, but I'm not, I just miss you too much."

The program replied to him: "This question is too difficult, I think I still need to study."

He had already guessed the answer and smiled involuntarily.Because he felt that his prediction was terribly accurate, Chen Jue's IQ was not as good as his own.If you record it by yourself, you will definitely record a sentence: "I think you are mentally ill."

Tired of laughing, he lowered his forehead to the back of his hand and dozed off holding his phone.There is no one here, it is actually very suitable for taking a nap, but it is a bit cold.

Sleeping until he was drowsy, he was awakened by a phone call from Cheng Yi'an: "Where did you go? There is a meeting, come back soon."

Forget about this.

I had no choice but to grit my teeth, stand up, and walk back hungry, to truly understand what it means to stare at gold stars.As he walked, he thought, hypoglycemia is devastating to people, and the first thing to do when you arrive at the company must be to eat.

As a result, there was a meeting as soon as I went back, and an interview after the meeting. When I came back to my senses, the sun was almost setting.

Seeing that he was not in good spirits, Cheng Yi'an asked him to go back to rest early: "You are finally not busy today, so hurry up and slip away, don't you have to discuss the change of rank with personnel tomorrow?"

Obviously another protracted battle.

He also knew that he should rest more, took his things and said goodbye: "Then thank you for your hard work, brother."

Cheng Yi'an said, "Who told you that I'm going to work overtime? I can't enjoy myself, can I? Let's take you back, just go and see Xiaojiu."

"Xiao Jiu is in the beauty salon, and the appointment is to pick her up at nine o'clock in the evening. It's too early now."

In fact, I know that the senior brother saw that he was not driving, so he made a special trip to send him back, not on the way.

Halfway through the walk, the sky became overcast, and Cheng Yi'an said to himself: "The weather this year is really strange. There is not a single snowfall in winter, but it seems to rain every now and then in spring."

The front window was covered with a hazy layer of fog, and the reflection inside the car was blurred.

Hearing no response, Cheng Yi'an turned his face to the side and found that Song Ke was asleep.He leaned his head against the car window, his face was fragile and calm, but he clenched his seat belt tightly with both hands, and his brows were slightly frowned, as if his dream was not going well.

Speaking of which, the two of them have known each other for seven years. When they were studying, Song Ke could be said to have a heart in his chest. He was handsome and had top grades. The girl who chased him Jiantian shouted downstairs in the dormitory.It's good now, I can't sleep well after being tortured by Chen Jue.

But Chen Jue can't be completely blamed. What tortured them was not only their feelings, but also their lives.Cheng Yi'an thought helplessly, why isn't he like this?

At the beginning, he returned to China with the idea of ​​flexing his muscles, but now he has been ruined by life into a mediocre, conservative middle-aged man.But if possible, he hopes to help Song Ke and Chen Jue leave some edges and corners.

The car was parked downstairs in the community, and he sat for a while before waking him up: "Here we are, go home and rest early."

Song Ke got up and rubbed the center of her brows, thanked her and opened the door to get out of the car.

It was late, and the corridor was very quiet.

Walking up the stairs, there are footprints left by children on the wall. One of the sensor lamps was broken last month, and only two are still good.

Song Ke put her hands in her coat pockets, her chin tucked into the collar of her sweater, and she felt sorry for the broken phone that was broken at noon as she walked. It was still brand new, and the screen shattered.He also thought that he would discuss personnel changes with HR tomorrow, as the veterans of the company hadn't all been promoted, it might be another scramble.I also thought that I would have to go to other places to attend a Rongke exchange meeting in a while, and it would be best if I could find time to go to the hospital before leaving.

After much deliberation, I feel that there is really no time to delay.

Just like this, I walked to the corner in a chaotic manner, and suddenly heard a very slight sound, which seemed to be the sound of a lighter.

Before he could stop, his feet had already stepped up.

I saw Chen Jue for the third time today, this time he appeared at the door of their home.

Even Song Ke realized immediately that this was imagined.Because Chen Jueren is abroad and doesn't know the existence of this place, it is impossible to come.

But Chen Jue's appearance is still very real, even more real than noon.He leaned against the wall to light a cigarette, and couldn't stand up straight, as if he was tired of waiting.Unable to light it, he turned his body on his back again, holding the flames with his hands to block the wind, the faint blue flame between his fingers was the only bright spot in the corridor.

It's really good.

Song Ke stayed for a while, then suddenly coughed due to the smell of smoke.

"Cough...cough...cough..."

Hearing the sound, Chen Jue paused, put away the lighter and turned around.