Promised period

"Please sit down."

Song Ke invited Chen Jue into the office, and said to the administrative assistant, "Make a cup of tea for Mr. Chen."

The hypocritical tone made Chen Jue frowned, "Do you still want to pretend you don't know each other?"

"No, it's public and private."

In the past, Chen Jue loved to wear jackets and suits, but now he wears more coats, which makes him look more mature and stable.He raised his brows slightly, as if he was dissatisfied or born with a bad temper, with a sense of distance that was not easy to approach.Song Ke took a look, then picked up the water glass calmly.

"It seems that I shouldn't give you a mobile phone. After all, it's a private matter." He took out the mobile phone, but suddenly put it away before handing it over. "You haven't explained the program named after me."

"It's just some voices you recorded for me, just for fun."

In the end, he was glanced lightly: "What have I recorded?"

"It's nothing, it's just something like I love you, I miss you, I want to see you every day." He threatened him again, "Do you want me to play it for you?"

Chen Jue immediately showed embarrassment: "This kind of thing should be kept, isn't it afraid of making people laugh? Delete it as soon as possible."

Song Ke couldn't help laughing.

Although I was mentally prepared, I still felt exaggerated when I saw the lunch he brought.It's just lunch, is it necessary to have five dishes and one soup?There are even time-consuming and labor-intensive things like roasting squab.

"Two people buy so many vegetables, isn't that a waste?"

He answered lightly: "I want you to taste it all."

It happened that the assistant came in to deliver water, Song Ke held back for now, and waited for the person to leave before expressing her opinion confidently: "There is a cafeteria inside the park, and there are many small restaurants outside, there is no need to be so extravagant and wasteful."

After speaking, he suddenly found that Chen Jue's face turned cold, and he suspected that he had spoken too seriously, so he had to take the opportunity of sharing the table and chopsticks to sue for peace: "Here, yours."

He didn't answer.

It can be seen that he is indeed angry.Song Ke was a little flustered, so she leaned over and sat closer: "I don't mean anything else, I'm not criticizing you, I just feel sorry for your spending money."

Chen Jue turned his face to look into his eyes, and said after a long time: "Because I don't remember what you like to eat, so I bought a few more for you to choose, just don't appreciate it."

Oh, I see.

The two sat together in silence, Song Ke held the bamboo and wooden chopsticks he handed over, her fingertips were warm, her heart was sore and swollen, she didn't know how to react, she could only say: "I appreciate it." After a while, He added, "You eat too."

Chen Jue still didn't move his chopsticks: "You eat, I don't have much appetite."

"Why do you always have no appetite, and your head still hurts?"

"It's okay." He turned his face lightly, without any special expression.

Song Ke had no choice but to stop asking.

I was indeed hungry, and my index finger moved as soon as I opened the lid.The stewed pigeon in yellow mud was dry, fragrant and delicious, and the meat was tender and tender in his mouth. The remaining four dishes also had a good combination of meat and vegetables, especially the stir-fried shrimp balls with asparagus, which could be ranked among his favorite dishes. The top three in Cantonese cuisine.

"Where did you buy it from?" There was no store name on the bag.

"Opened by a friend, private kitchen."

"Well, it tastes good."

"Next time I'll take you to the store to eat."

Song Ke nodded, there was no reason to refuse a treat, not to mention that Chen Jue still owed him 400 yuan, so of course he should find a chance to eat it back.He guarded those few dishes, and the speed with which he destroyed the food finally made Chen Jue suspicious: "Why do you act like you haven't eaten for two days?"

"It's not that I haven't eaten anything, it's because I haven't seen the world. The delicious food brought by Mr. Chen is really rare."

Chen Jue smiled, got up and looked around.

An office with no personal style, surrounded by white walls, can be regarded as simple and bright at best.The wooden window faced west, and creaked when pushed open, and a thin layer of white ash fell on the edge of the window.The only saving grace is that the scenery is acceptable, there are no tall buildings to block the view, the narrow roadsides are planted with verdant plants, and the benches under the trees are perfect places for chatting and smoking.

"I have no impression of this place at all, it's very strange."

Hearing this, Song Ke raised her head and saw Chen Jue standing by the window, her back was a little silent.

He had no choice but to relax his tone: "It's not easy to find a familiar place. Another day, at the order of Mr. Chen, I will take my subordinates to the Mingtu Building. I can save a lot of money by eating your food and drinking your food." What do you think of the rent, Mr. Chen?"

Chen Jue squinted over, his eyes became more stern and energetic.Song Ke chuckled.

It took a long time to hear him ask, "Where is my work station?"

The tone was very flat, but Song Ke felt a little sad, probably because he tried hard to remember, but it was always in vain.

"It's next door, it was converted into a meeting room a long time ago."

"It seems that you kicked me out." He took out the cigarette case from his pocket, took out a cigarette and held it in his hand, but rubbed it away quietly after a while, "What's the reason?"

"Mismatched ideas."

He smiled and put away the cigarette case: "You are a boss who is really arbitrary. If you don't agree with the idea, you would rather kick out the entrepreneurial partner than not invest."

Song Ke was not sincerely sorry: "Don't you know that some people are only suitable for being friends, not for working together?"

"Is it."

"Of course. You don't know how stubborn you are at work. Sometimes you don't even listen to the opinions of your seniors. You always feel that you are better than us."

Chen Jue raised his eyebrows: "Brother?"

"Oh, it's Cheng Yi'an. He's my senior in college, so you call him that too. The three of us started our business together from the beginning."

"Three Musketeers of Ruiyan?"

Song Ke laughed: "That's what you said."

The lunch break passed quickly, and the minute hand turned a full circle before recovering.He packed the garbage in a bag and put on his coat: "I'll take you down."

Chen Jue didn't say anything, just walked out with him.

The office area outside is brightly lit, those gossip eyes have disappeared, the employees are buried in their work, and the printer is diligently spitting out paper.

Walking to the door, Chen Jue glanced sideways at the company name on the wall. The front desk executive thought he was looking at him, and stood up with a smile to greet him: "Mr. Chen is leaving now?"

I don't know why, but I feel very kind.

He turned around and looked at the office area again.Among the busy figures, several people raised their heads and looked eagerly at this side, as if they recognized him and wanted to talk to him but couldn't find the right time.

Maybe I have worked with them before.Chen Jue thought of a word that would be hard to swallow, but he wanted to.

"Boss Song welcomes me again?"

Song Ke was taken aback for a moment: "Of course, welcome anytime."

Hearing the conversation between the two, the front desk was confused, and then he was even more at a loss when he saw Mr. Chen nodded slightly towards him.She heard Mr. Chen say: "I won't disturb your work today. I will contact you in advance next time and bring you dessert coffee."

As a result, after walking a long distance, I could still hear fiery chatter behind me.

Song Ke lowered her head, and the black garbage bag rope drew red marks on the palm of her hand: "Everyone will misunderstand that Ruiyan is next to the big tree Mingtu."

Explaining the relationship with Chen Nian is enough for him to worry about, now there are many Chen Jue, how can he get rid of it?

But Chen Jue said: "It's not a misunderstanding."

Song Ke was stunned for a while, and Chen Jue took the bag over and went to the sorting station in front to throw it away.The cold wind blew up his overcoat, and the pockets of his trousers bulged slightly, which was because of the cigarette pack inside.

Looking at Song Ke, his eyes became hot, and thinking of the scars on his hands, he already guessed why he would do that.

It was simply because I said at the time that I was fed up with his smoking, fed up with him putting on airs and flaunting his prestige in front of me.He wanted to quit, but the way was extreme.

When a person no longer loves you, it is wrong for you to walk, it is wrong to breathe, it is wrong to even live in this world.How could Chen Jue be so smart not to understand this truth?He was just being stupid and confused again because of Song Ke, thinking that Song Ke would come back to him after quitting smoking.

The two walked quietly towards the gate.

It's not uncommon to sleep with an ex after a breakup, especially if you're single.Song Ke didn't mention anything about what happened last night, but Chen Juexian said, "When do you have time?"

Song Ke tucked her hands in her coat and thought for a while: "Let's have a weekend."

"Let's have dinner together on Friday, and I'll come to the company to pick you up."

He didn't notice anything yet: "Okay, just call Chen Nian."

"What are you calling her for?"

"She called me two days ago and said she wanted to find a time to get together on the weekend."

Chen Jue's voice was low: "Then you get together with her."

This reaction was far beyond Song Ke's expectations. After walking for a long time, he realized that he might have offended someone when he stopped talking.

"Chen Jue, do you want to eat alone with me?"

Chen Jue didn't answer, Song Ke walked to him with a smile: "Yes, you can choose the place, I will eat with Chen Nian next time."

In exchange for scrutiny: "Are you always so direct when you fall in love?"

It turned out to be love, I just found out, but it's good to define it.Song Ke just laughed, and asked casually, "Should I tell your sister about our affairs?"

Chen Jue said, "As you wish."

Just rest easy.

Although reuniting with an ex is something the stupidest person would do, but Chen Jue has made too many fools for him along the way, and now it's his turn.What's more, he doesn't want to just sleep with Chen Jue for one night. He wants to spend every moment together in the future. He wants to have the right to talk with Chen Jue on the phone, to ask Chen Jue to go home on time, and to monopolize Chen Jue's free time. Time, no longer share Chen Jue's gaze with anyone.

He is stupid, but stupid enough to be willing.

It takes only 5 minutes to walk from the office building to the west gate, and what to eat on Friday has already been decided.Originally, Song Ke thought that he was going to eat that private kitchen, but Chen Jue said that he would take him to a place two weeks later, and it would be closer to drop in there after the end.

Song Ke didn't doubt that he was there, but just asked: "Can I not eat too spicy food on Friday? I've been on fire recently."

"Listen to you."

Chen Jue didn't think of anything, but some instinctive things are always too easy to get back, engraved in his bones even if he wants to lose them.He even remembered that Chen Nian said that Song Ke's car was always broken down, and asked, "Do I need to drive my car for you?"

Song Ke joked: "Thank you so much. But not only the car, I also want shoes, everything Zhong Wenting has ever had."

Chen Jue had nothing to do with him: "How can you hold grudges so well?"

"Shouldn't it? I will remember it forever, who made you—"

Turning around, Chen Jue kissed him, his voice lowered, and all jealous words were lost between his lips and teeth, until the passing pedestrians looked sideways before parting.

Send people out the door and wave goodbye through the turnstile.

Chen Jue said: "It's too cold, go in."

Song Ke nodded, but still stood where she was.

The car was parked across the road, and Chen Jue lit a cigarette against the wind under the traffic light pole.Song Ke suddenly remembered an important matter, and chased after him: "Chen Jue!"

The cigarette almost burned my hands.

Turning around, I was facing Song Ke's apologetic face: "I suddenly remembered that I will be on a business trip in two weeks' time, and I'm afraid I won't be able to come back to meet you by then."

Chen Jue frowned slightly: "Business trip?"

"Yeah. It's been planned long ago to attend a Raycom exchange meeting."

While talking, he was choked by the smell of smoke blown by the wind and coughed slightly.

Chen Jue put the cigarette in his palm and wrapped it so that he couldn't smell it at all outside.But the expression was very unclear, which made Song Ke's heart sink quietly.

Angry?

"Can you find time when I come back?"

"No." Chen Jue's tone was indifferent but insisted, "You have already promised me."

Song Ke couldn't laugh or cry: "But I really want to go on a business trip."

"That's your business."

Just when the green light changed to red, several people stopped beside them, and it was inconvenient to talk.Song Ke approached again, took the half of the cigarette from his hand, went to the trash can and snuffed it out without a word.Turning around, Chen Jue had already got into the car, stepped on the accelerator and left without looking back.

He must have never touched such a nail, and he might be so angry that he would not talk to himself for a whole day.Song Ke lowered her head and smiled, thinking that like this, she knew his temperament very well, but he couldn't figure out his own pulse, which was very interesting.

Back in the office, Cheng Yi'an was sitting inside.

He took off his coat and hung it up: "You didn't even show your face at noon, I thought you went home to hide from Chen Jue, so you're still there."

"Hiding?" Cheng Yi'an raised his glasses, "I think he should be hiding from me. This kid has been away for so long, and he didn't even say hello to me when he came back. What about others, they heard that they left again?"

Song Ke turned around to pour water, lowered her head and raised the corners of her mouth slightly: "Can you two stop fighting, he doesn't remember us, he didn't mean not to see you."

"He doesn't remember us, so why did he come here?" Cheng Yi'an stood up angrily, and said, "I don't believe that he really doesn't remember us at all, the brat is a thief, he may have remembered it a long time ago and specially played tricks on us Play."

It's good to say something to appease people.

After seeing off Cheng Yi'an, he sat back at the computer desk.When I was looking for documents, I saw the medicine specially placed in the company, hesitated for a moment, and finally closed the drawer.I always feel that there is no need to eat anymore, because the disease is already cured.

When I brought the cat home at night, I felt back pain.

Knowing that he indulged too much last night, he still deceived himself and put two plasters on his shoulders.Then it was to clean up the messy kitchen, add food to Xiaojiu, and finally wash himself.

It was early in the morning when he was lying on the bed after work, and he sent a message to Chen Jue: "Are you asleep?"

Chen Jue didn't reply, but Chen Nian also sent him a message: "Are you asleep?"

"No."

"Neither do I." She called directly, "My brother is watching documentaries at home, such as the history of the development of intelligent voice, it's so boring."

"he's returned home?"

"I'm back, I'm back in the afternoon. I don't know who provoked him again, and his face is so long."

It's difficult for Zhong Wenting to be tolerant in the past when he grows face for a little thing.Song Ke groaned, and urged her guiltily: "Go to sleep, often staying up late will make the skin worse, forget what the previous blind date called you?"

Chen Nian screamed: "He called me sister!"

After that, I went to sleep obediently, because I couldn’t hear Chen Jue’s voice when I called Chen Jue again, only the English narration.

"Hello?" Song Ke said softly.

No one spoke.

Song Ke called again: "Chen Jue."

The volume of the TV decreases accordingly.

"Why haven't you slept yet? Staying up late watching TV is not good for your eyes."

I feel like a stubborn old man tonight, and I can't help but laugh silently when I catch someone and start teaching the way of health.But there was only light breathing on the other end of the phone, and it sounded like he was smoking.

"You should smoke less, smoking too hard is not good for your lungs."

Chen Jue finally said, "I can't quit."

Song Ke smiled and said foolishly, "I'll go and see you tomorrow night, okay?"

His tone of response became even colder: "Since Friday is fixed, see you on Friday, and I have appointments for the rest of the time."

This really makes people feel unable to communicate.Lying on the bed, Song Ke felt powerless: "Are you still angry with me? It's because I said I was going on a business trip. Work is work, so there's nothing I can do about it. I can't change the time of the exchange meeting. What's more, just Seeing each other, isn’t it the same sooner or later?”

"Of course it's different." Chen Jue let out a deep breath, "I have already said that I will take you to a place that day."