Promised period

When we first met at the Mingtu Cup, they contacted each other after counting on their fingers for a week.

Song Ke sent a text message to Chen Jue to send a coat, and Chen Jue proposed to meet and pay back the meal owed by the way.After much deliberation, Song Ke gritted her teeth and finally agreed, feeling embarrassed to say no.

You are a simple person, and people told you to help count the money. Afterwards, Chen Jue once commented on him like this.

The second time we met, he rode a bicycle, and his face was almost torn apart by the wind less than two kilometers away.

Locking the car next to the iron shelf on the side of the road, he looked up at this hot pot restaurant that he had passed by several times but was reluctant to go in. Thinking of his empty purse, he couldn't help but feel that the sky was covered by dark clouds, and his face looked unlucky.

As a result, as soon as he entered the door, the lens immediately fogged up, and he looked stunned.

As soon as he took off his glasses, he heard someone not far away: "What are you doing so stupid, here!"

where?

Turning his head away for a moment, Chen Jue has been looking at him from the side corner.Completely different from the indifferent and arrogant person when we first met, at this time Song Ke had three bright characters written on her face: easy to bully.

After putting on his glasses, he found out where Chen Jue was.

Chen Jue wore a motorcycle jacket that day, with three shiny metal buttons nailed across the neckline, and his hair was so short that it stuck to his scalp. He looked energetic and angular.

The chair next to her was also empty, but Song Ke finally sat on the opposite side.

"What are you doing, afraid that I will harm you?"

"I'm not used to sitting too close to people." Song Ke said.

Chen Jue snorted, and threw the menu over: "I just ordered two or three dishes, and I wrote what I want to add, anyway, you pay for it."

I know, I don't need to be reminded all the time.

He has been here for a while, but the phone shows a quarter past five, which is only 15 minutes past the appointed time.Presumably this person made up his mind to kill himself, so he came here early to find a good seat, right?

Chen Jue's handwriting is not ugly, but he always refuses to write well.The menu scribbled down: hairy tripe, yellow throat, fat beef x2, hand-cut mutton, bean curd sticks, oil gluten, sugared garlic, plus four bottles of beer.

This is called two or three dishes?

Song Ke only added two green leafy vegetables, but the strange thing was that the person opposite did not object.He seemed to be here simply for dinner, watching over the bubbling red soup pot, eating for a long while without saying a word, and of course he didn't introduce himself.Song Ke was worried at first, but soon she relaxed, and made a bowl of soup until she was sweating.

Not long after, two burly men walked in through the door and asked whose bicycle was at the door.

Song Ke put down her chopsticks: "Mine."

"Your broken bicycle is blocked there, how can other people's cars stop? Hurry up and move."

Song Ke didn't say much: "I'm wearing a dress."

There is a big road outside, and whoever comes first can stop, but in this case, one more thing is worse than one less thing.Who would have thought that when he got up, his coat was grabbed from behind.

Turning around, Chen Jue looked at him with displeasure on his face: "If you say you are stupid, then show me how stupid you are?"

Song Ke was stunned by the question, when did she foolishly show him?Just bullshit.As a result, the two people outside became impatient and shouted inside: "What are you talking about!"

Chen Jue looked aside and raised his eyebrows provocatively, "Brother, what kind of car are you driving?"

"Toyota, what's wrong?"

He smiled lazily: "I drive a Porsche, or else I'll give way to you, my car is wide."

If you can't hear such obvious irony, then the other party is a fool.Those two people were very angry at that time, and they came to trouble them both fiercely.The boss was afraid that there would be a real disturbance and smash things, so he persuaded him to act as a peacemaker, and pushed Song Ke outside the door, saying that he would please move the bicycle, and I will give you a [-]% discount on the meal.

It doesn't matter if it's [-] percent off, and it's not easy for the main boss to do business, Song Ke readily agreed.Unexpectedly, those two people might be very angry. Seeing that he was alone outside, they thought it was just time to clean him up, so they started beating him as soon as they walked across the road.

But they didn't expect that Song Ke was not as easy to bully as he appeared on the surface.

Regardless of his thinness, he has been practicing Sanda since junior high school. One person can deal with two hooligans without losing the wind.When he hit those two people, he felt that something was wrong. He shouted "Don't mess with him!", he held his shoulders with bows from left to right, and kicked his hard toe against the vital parts with his hard shoes, which immediately made him feel the pain. Men suffer the most.

"hiss……"

He bowed his back in pain, but in the next second there was a bang in his ear——

Chen Jue, who followed them out of the store, stood behind them, the half of the beer bottle in his hand was still dripping blood.

"you……"

The one who was smashed was obviously stunned, and touched his forehead with his hand, his hand was full of bright red.Song Ke also didn't realize where did Chen Jue come from, and he was opened in the blink of an eye.

"What are you doing in a daze, run!"

At the critical moment, Chen Jue cherished his life and woke everyone up with a loud voice.When the other party started to look for the stick, the two of them took a few steps back, and then ran away!

"Hold!"

"Don't let these two bastards get away!"

The two behind him kept chasing after him, and he ran wildly on the road like he was desperate.

It is very cold in Linjiang in late autumn, the whole city is gray, and there is a layer of frost in the air like a refrigerator.The bitter cold wind whistled past the ears, adrenaline and blood pressure soared together, a release that had not been seen for a long time burned the nerve endings hot.

During the fast running, the mouth and nose were full of white mist, and they didn't know each other when they ran to the back road. The two of them pulled me and I pulled you, and they didn't stop until they reached an unknown factory area.

"I can't... I'm dying..."

Chen Jue put his hands on his knees, bent over and gasped for breath, turned his head to look at Song Ke, but began to laugh.Song Ke's glasses were severely fogged, and the two lenses covered her eyes like two white cloths. The original gentleness and indifference became a real dull fool.

The more he laughed, the more presumptuous he became. There were sand brick walls in all directions, and his full-bodied voice came back from the wall, resonating with his chest.

Song Ke couldn't help scolding angrily: "You can still laugh? Who made you so impulsive? Let me tell you that if they call the police, I won't care about you, and you will take care of yourself!"

Chen Jue gasped for breath, raised his leg and kicked him on the thigh: "Who caused it? Crossing the river and demolishing the bridge, right?"

Men who are not nervous about their lives, not to mention Song Ke still hurts there.He was so angry that he kicked back, which made Chen Jue take half a step back.

Only then did Chen Jue turn his face.

Just after the fight with the local hooligans, the two began to fight each other with fists and fists. Chen Jue almost knocked off Song Ke's glasses...until the police who heard the sound came and caught him.

After being escorted into the police station, the first time the eldest girl got on the sedan chair, Song Ke would inevitably be nervous no matter how calm she was, but Chen Jue was fine, and didn't mean to take it seriously at all.

Could this person be a hooligan too, Song Ke turned her head to look at him, she was so calm when she came to the police station.Chen Jue looked back: "What are you looking at?"

Song Ke looked back calmly.

The policeman blew tea and registered for them: "Okay, stop hating each other, it's all over, let's shake hands and make peace. Come, report your name."

"Song Ke."

"Chen Jue."

It was only at this time that they exchanged names.

This scene was really funny and weird. Song Ke lowered her head to write, and laughed silently as she wrote.Chen Jue glared at him, signaling him to be more serious.Song Ke also felt that she was baffled, but her heart was warm and cool, very comfortable.

Fortunately, the two who were beaten were also surprised. After answering the phone, they suddenly agreed to reconcile, and only wanted 800 yuan for medical expenses.The policeman didn't see any injuries, so he released him logically.

It was past ten o'clock when I walked out of the police station, it was as dark as an open-air cinema, and a few street lamps in the distance were as warm as a fire.

There was no snow on the ground, but Chen Jue was wearing improved military boots, and the rubber soles made a calm and thick sound when stepped on.

He stomped out the half-smoked cigarette, and turned his eyebrows to Song Ke for an explanation, "I even left a criminal record in order to save you, so why don't you say anything?"

"What do you mean?" Song Ke was still remembering the revenge of that kick, "I didn't ask you to save me."

"You—" Chen Jue stared at him fiercely.

"It's you meddling in your own business. You and I are not even friends. Whether I live or die has nothing to do with you."

Chen Jue's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot: "I found that you don't know what is good or bad at all. I knew that they should kick you to death."

He didn't know that the 800 yuan was Song Ke's living expenses for half a month.The previous bonus has already been spent on setting up the company, and Song Ke, who has paid the medical bills, doesn't even have anything to eat tomorrow, so how could she still be grateful for Chen Jue's impulsiveness?

But after calming down and walking for a long time, Song Ke still said to him, "Thank you today."

Chen Jue turned his head and saw him looking down at his feet.

There was some blood on his chin, and when he rubbed it with his hand, the faint redness made his complexion more natural and fair.How can such a gentle appearance be matched with such a stubborn and ignorant personality?

Two people with bruised noses and swollen faces walked on the street, which inevitably attracted other people's attention.Afterwards they had no choice but to take a narrow path, and on the lonely street, the two tall shadows stood next to each other, and neither of them proposed to part ways first.

Later, I don’t know who remembered it first. There was no money for the hot pot meal in the afternoon, and the poor bicycle was still parked where it was.So the two changed their course halfway, and went to rescue the broken second-hand bicycle through mountains and rivers.

It's a long way and I can't stop talking.

Song Ke asked, "You really drive a Porsche."

Chen Jue snorted: "You also believe that."

It really is nonsense.

Chen Jue asked: "How is your company doing?"

Song Ke shook her head: "It's not good, just started, what about you, what do you do?"

Chen Jue paused, and said in a low voice, "I'm also thinking about starting a business, but I don't have a clue."

Song Ke nodded lightly: "Then we are in the same boat."

"What project are you working on?"

"Intelligent Q&A Robot."

"What do you mean?"

"When you buy something online, those robot customer service, we mainly help companies customize this service."

With such a simple explanation, Chen Jue understood.Although his computer score is not top-notch, it is not a piece of trash waiting to die.

"Then you are very powerful, this matter cannot be done by one person."

"It's not great." Song Ke said, "A senior brother may return to China to work with me after the Chinese New Year. I am mainly looking for ways to see if anyone is willing to support us with a start-up capital of 200 million."

"Only 200 million?"

Song Ke squinted at him: "What do you think?"

Seed funding is usually just that much.

"After chatting for so long, I haven't asked what project you are working on."

Chen Jue made up one casually: "Mobile games."

Song Ke thought it was no wonder that he looked down on 200 million: "Game projects are difficult to do, and without 500 million start-up funds, nothing can be done."

"That's right," Chen Jue patted his biceps, "It's almost bloody."

Song Ke expressed deep sympathy: "What are your plans for the future?"

"Let's look for it again, beg daddy to tell grandma everywhere, and change the track if it doesn't work after the new year. What about you?"

"I'm not going to change anymore. I'll go to the end of the road, and I'll accept whether I'm alive or dead." Song Ke smiled.

In such a short moment, a slight throbbing spread in Chen Jue's body, but soon after it spread, another emotion that was bound to catch up.

The two didn't know each other without a fight, and they didn't expect that they would be very speculative when they chatted seriously.When talking about work, Song Ke can't stop talking. Although Chen Jue doesn't know much about smart dialogue, he has a lot of experience and the same major. After more than an hour of chatting, he didn't even have five seconds of blank time.

When they got back to the hot pot restaurant, the door was already closed. The two of them stuffed the money under the crack of the door, then Song Ke pushed the cart, and Chen Jue accompanied him to the rented house.Afterwards, even Chen Jue himself was surprised, where did he get the patience to accompany someone on the road in the cold wind in the early hours of the morning.

Downstairs to the apartment, Song Ke parked the car in the garage and told Chen Jue that it was time to go.The air in the carport smelled of rust, but Chen Jue felt that he could smell the male fragrance on Song Ke's body.

"Did you wear perfume?" He asked directly.

Song Ke was startled, then shook her head seriously: "I passed by the mall in the afternoon, and the perfume shop was having a promotion at the entrance, and the clerk had to spray me with a sample."

"No need to explain," Chen Jue looked at him, "It smells good."

Song Kedun was there, and after three seconds of silence, he said, "I'm going up, it's nice to meet you."

Chen Jue said with a smile: "I was beaten by someone, are you still happy?"

"I also punched you a few times, and it's not a loss overall."

Businessmen pay attention to profit and loss in everything.

The two said goodbye.

Thinking that there would be no more to say, Song Ke stopped after entering the corridor and looked back.Unexpectedly, Chen Jue was still in place, lifting his chin.

Song Ke waved her hand and walked up the stairs.The sensor lights turned on one by one, and when he reached the fifth floor, the door opened, and he turned on the light in the living room.

The shared roommate has already fallen asleep, and there are leftover instant noodles on the table.He took off his coat, and when the cold water flowed through his fingers while washing his hands, his fingers suddenly felt alive.

Almost at the next moment, the brain dominated the legs and walked involuntarily to the bedroom window.

The walls are cool.

Leaning back without turning on the light, he lifted a corner of the curtain with two fingers.

There was indeed a person standing under the camphor tree, the cigarette butt was flickering between his fingers, and the metal buckle on the neckline was shining.Chen Jue's outline is very vague, but his expression is strange.

It turns out that a man who has been beaten can also be so calm and unhurried, with an unruly feeling in his gestures.

To this day, that scene is still spinning in Song Ke's mind.

Without that glance, perhaps many of the later stories would not have happened, and many of the later joys and sorrows would not have happened.

But life is similar to some aspects of business, there is no turning back when you start a bow, he believes that one thing will be done to the end, and one person will be loved to the end.

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After get off work at night, Cheng Yi'an asked Song Ke to take his car, but Song Ke refused with a smile.

"It's not dangerous, but it's dangerous to ride in your car."

Cheng Yi'an couldn't stand this kind of slander, and almost threw his driver's license in his face: "I have a longer driving experience than you, let alone escorting you, even a carload of flowers from the motherland is fine."

Song Ke pushed him into the car: "Okay, gardener, go back and take care of the flowers and plants in your house. Why do you want to do it early in the morning, and you won't wait until today without any movement."

"Then be careful yourself."

After seeing off the nagging brother, he drove his second-hand Guangben, and received a call from Chen Nian halfway.

"Still off work?" Song Ke asked.

"I have to do things after work." She complained casually, "The secretary and I just changed hotels, and the previous swimming pool was closed."

"I still think about swimming when I'm on a business trip."

"Never forget to exercise at any time." She smiled helplessly, "Exercising gives me a good mood, otherwise my brother will be pissed to death early in the morning. How soon will you be home? I want to see Xiaojiu."

Xiaojiu is Song Ke's cat.

"About 10 minutes." Song Ke said, "Recently, it suddenly sticks to me badly. This morning, it kept hugging my feet before going out, and refused to eat well. I want to take it with me when I have time in two days. Go to the hospital for a checkup."

Chen Nian exaggeratedly criticized him: "It must be because you spend too little time with it, pets will also suffer from depression, do you know, hurry up, open a can of its favorite tonight, say it is a reward from the little aunt give it."

It was only after I hung up the phone that I realized that there was no canned food at home.

There was a 24-hour pet hospital on the only way home, and he drove the car there, and he got off to replenish Xiaojiu.Who would have thought that as soon as the car door was closed, a person rushed over from behind the car the moment he turned around, and snatched his mobile phone in a flash.

In fact, after thinking about it, you should realize that something was wrong.The opponent obviously came prepared, but he didn't even drive a motorcycle when he was robbed on the street, and ran away after robbing with bare hands.

But Song Ke didn't have time to think about it at the time, and her first reaction was that the phone must not be taken away, and there was the last thought Chen Jue left for him.

"Don't run!"

That road is not the main road, and there are not many pedestrians at night.The man in front ran very fast, and Song Ke chased after him for a full 500 meters.The man dodged from the intersection into an inconspicuous alley, and Song Ke followed without thinking, until the alley became quieter and darker, before he realized something was wrong.

That's a dead end.

The robber stopped suddenly at the end of his run, turned around and pointed a sharp knife at him.

"What do you want to do?"

Song Ke wanted to retreat, but three ambushing people suddenly appeared behind him, and they surrounded him together.

This is a clumsy trap at all, grabbing the phone is just to lead him to a dead corner where there is no one and no surveillance.According to common sense, the probability of success may not be high, but they hit him by mistake and took away his most important things.

"Be more honest in the future, do you know if you offend others?" The one who led him viciously shook the knife in his hand, "Someone paid you for half your life, so it's a lesson for you!"

Immediately afterwards, the phone was slapped and fell to the ground.

"No!" Song Ke rushed over to pick it up, but was kicked from behind and fell to the ground.His knees slammed into the cold ground, and his body tightened in pain, but he still eagerly picked up the phone and put it in his arms.

He didn't even have a chance to resist, and then he stabbed hard behind his left shoulder.Suddenly, a piercing pain penetrated into the bone marrow, and he was in so much pain that he couldn't even cry out, and he just fell on the ground and gasped violently.

"Cover his mouth, don't pierce too deep! Don't let him die!"

Those four people obviously wanted to make a quick decision. They covered his mouth with their hands, and the sharp knife with a long thumb went straight in and out, and stabbed him three or four times on the shoulder and back, until they found that he was so painful that he passed out.

After a burst of chaotic footsteps, the surroundings fell silent.

The alley was very dark, and he was lying there alone, warm blood pouring from his back, slowly flowing to the ground and then quickly becoming cold.

Fortunately, the phone is still there.

It was blocked by him with his flesh and blood, and he didn't get hurt at all.