Promised period

Back in the living room, Chen Jue's complexion was even worse, and the dark circles under the light were astonishingly heavy.

Song Ke asked, "Have you seen a doctor?"

He didn't take it seriously: "I don't need to trouble the doctor for such a minor illness."

"Since you are sick, take good care of it. Don't buy those food in the future. Our company has a cafeteria, which is very convenient."

It used to be Chen Jue's company, but unfortunately it's not anymore, he doesn't even have the qualifications to set foot there.

The air was quiet for a while, he held his knees with both hands, his knuckles protruded hard and turned white, but in the end he just nodded: "Today I went out for errands, and I went to the restaurant by the way. If you feel burdened I won’t buy them in the future, I will keep these things for myself.”

You are so sick, what else can you do?

But Song Ke didn't expose him, she just sat there quietly, the glass of water in front of her was steaming.Feeling stiff while waiting, I asked casually, "Have you eaten yet?"

"not yet."

"Then you might as well eat a little, as there are all meals."

Chen Jue said, "Okay."

So Song Ke took the opportunity to get up and say goodbye: "Then I—"

"Are you home alone?"

There was a short-circuit in the brain for a while, and Song Ke hummed before he could refute.Chen Jue raised his head, the ends of his hair were all dry, his expression was a bit blurred under the overhead light: "Is he usually busy?"

Song Ke had no choice but to say, "Yes."

"how did you guys meet?"

"I know him at work."

Chen Jue nodded, and the living room fell silent. The air outlet of the air conditioner sizzled, and the sound of rain on the glass windows could be heard.After a while, he suddenly smiled: "Song Ke, I also want to go back to work."

This sentence was both joking and serious. His attitude was still a little loose, but he waited quietly after he finished speaking, maybe because he was afraid of hitting a snag.

Song Ke pretended not to understand his implication, turned her face sideways, and said plainly: "That's not easy. You have education and ability, and finding a job is easy."

After a long silence, Chen Jue said: "I accept your good words."

After speaking, he seemed to give up something, got up, picked up the two big bags and went into the kitchen.Song Ke sat alone in the living room for a while, and finally decided to leave quietly.

As a result, as soon as he reached the entrance, a familiar voice came from behind: "Song Ke."

He had to stop there: "Huh?"

Chen Jue stood at the door of the kitchen and looked at his back: "Are you leaving?"

"Well," he said, "it's getting late."

Chen Jue said, "Okay, I'll see you off."

So close, what to send?

Song Ke finally turned around and found that Chen Jue was holding the food box in his hand.Chen Jue seemed to react suddenly: "Before you leave, can you teach me how hot this is?"

"It's very simple, just put it in the pan and fry it."

As a result, Chen Jue was still not sure: "Which one should I put first?"

"Drain the oil first."

Chen Jue said: "I know this, but I just don't know how much salt to put in."

He had no common sense in this respect.Finally, he took out a bottle of olive oil and hurriedly cooked two dishes under Song Ke's guidance.

"Would you like to eat some together?"

Song Ke shook her head: "I've eaten."

"All prepared by the chef, very fresh."

How can it be fresh when it is clearly burnt and burnt?Song Ke declined politely: "I ate a lot for dinner, and now I can't eat even if I want to."

"It's good to have a taste."

For some reason, he suddenly seemed very stubborn, unable to listen to what others said.When eating with him, Song Ke was restless, because she always wanted to go back, and she couldn't eat comfortably.But he didn't eat much, he just tasted everything briefly.

"It's too wasteful," Song Ke emphasized again, "Don't buy it in the future."

Chen Jue didn't raise his head, his eyebrows were slightly frowned, as if he was a little uncomfortable.Song Ke didn't notice it until he got up and went to the bathroom to vomit.

"Are you uncomfortable?"

His voice became hoarse, but he pretended to be relaxed: "Maybe I didn't cook it properly, and the food was poisoned, and you will be caught if you are careful."

How could Song Ke have the heart to joke with him: "Have you taken your temperature?"

He casually said: "36 degrees 5."

"Where's the thermometer?"

As a result, he couldn't answer.

Song Ke brought an electronic thermometer from her home, and Chen Jue had already vomited for the second time, half lying on the sofa covered in sweat.Song Ke measured it for him, and the fever almost reached 39 degrees.

"Are you going out after all this?"

I finally understood why Chen Nian was so worried, because Chen Jue didn't listen to persuasion at all.His eyes were half-closed, and the sweater he had just changed was already dripping with sweat and felt a little damp to the touch.

"How can you see a doctor if you don't go out? Don't be like Chen Nian, who makes a fuss when something happens."

"Then you went to the doctor, what did the doctor say?"

"Cold." He coughed lowly, covering his forehead with the back of his hand, preventing Song Ke from touching it.

Song Ke really felt powerless: "What about the medical records."

"Forgot to take it."

Song Ke said that would not work: "Get dressed, you have to go to the hospital, I'll call a car for you."

Chen Jue withdrew those faint smiles, forced his eyes open, and looked at him deeply: "I feel sorry for you for taking this trip with me so hard at such a late hour."

Song Ke was taken aback for a moment before saying, "No, I won't accompany you. I have to go to work tomorrow, so it's not convenient for me to stay up late tonight."

After talking, I remembered that tomorrow is Saturday.

Chen Jue's complexion suddenly sank, he didn't speak for a long time, and it took a long time before he stood up and put on his clothes.Song Ke went into the bedroom to fetch things for him, including his mobile phone, wallet and ID card, but when he came out, Chen Jue regretted it.

"You go home," he said, "I feel fine and don't need to go to the hospital."

Song Ke didn't understand why he changed his mind suddenly, but he asked people to leave expressionlessly: "Go back quickly, I've delayed you long enough today."

His speech was not clear anymore, and his expression was chaotic, but he still tried his best to put on a tough air.After looking at him for a few seconds, Song Ke turned around and went out. When she was changing her shoes, she heard a violent cough again. The cough was very deep, as if her lungs were about to be coughed out.

Forget it, leave him alone.

I thought so in my heart, but my feet didn't move.The hand touched the cold metal doorknob, and the palm was full of sweat. I didn't know if it was Chen Jue's or his own.

Finally couldn't help it, and went back to the living room.

Chen Jue was so uncomfortable that he sat down, sank into the sofa, and frowned tightly.Song Ke walked up to him and asked him, "Are you okay?"

He remained silent.

"I'll leave without saying a word."

As soon as the words fell, his wrist was pulled hard by him.

The energy-saving lamps in the living room were dazzlingly bright, Chen Jue barely opened his eyes, and restrained the attitude of rejecting people thousands of miles away just now.

"Don't go."

There was a long silence, Song Ke looked at him motionless, her lips were slightly tense.

He was breathing heavily, his brows were covered with sweat, and even his temples were wet.He said: "Song Ke, I'm sorry, I shouldn't treat you that way."

His body was shivering from the cold, and his voice trembled a little.

Song Ke didn't want to care about such a patient, so her tone eased: "It's okay, the body is your own, I just suggest you go to the hospital, if you don't want to, forget it."

This sentence is not serious, and even sounds very kind.But Chen Jue stopped there, turned around and lay down deep in the sofa, his face even more gray.

Song Ke wanted to find something cold to apply to his forehead, but his refrigerator was empty, and finally found only a few small bottles of whiskey.After wrapping it in a towel, I really didn't know what to say: "Are you usually full from just drinking?"

Chen Jue was blindly silent, with a very negative attitude.

Song Ke asked him to turn his head over, and put the wrapped ice wine bottle on his forehead, and because he was afraid of falling, he could only support it with his hands.Chen Jue opened his bloodshot eyes and looked at Song Ke without saying a word.

After a while, Song Ke said: "You can support yourself, I have to go."

But he clenched Song Ke's wrist stubbornly, and the muscles around his cheeks tightened slightly, as if he had used a lot of force, so that he didn't say anything or do anything.

Time passed quietly, none of them spoke first, until Chen Jue couldn't help but let go of his hand.Later, Song Ke went to turn off the light in the living room, so that he could sleep more peacefully, but she didn't feel sleepy at all.

I remembered the time when Chen Jue got malaria in Indonesia. The two of them were in a cold war. He didn't tell anyone about his illness. One of them was sick abroad with vomiting and diarrhea, and it took two whole weeks before he would be able to get up.How helpless he must have been at that time, and what kind of mood did he return to the country with when he heard that he had broken up with him?

I also remembered the time when I had a fever on a business trip and passed out alone in the hospital. I dreamed of my father, and dreamed that my father told me to take care of myself.At that time, I called Chen Jue and said that I loved him for four full years, but in the end I only got four cold words from him: "Come back and talk about it."

They did love each other, but so what?The pain is almost more than love, how can I persist.

Song Ke lowered her head, saw Chen Jue's restless sleeping face, and saw his two hands folded in front of him, and couldn't help but squeezed them into the tiger's mouth.

It's so light that no one will notice it.

Then he got up and went to the kitchen, where he started washing the bowls and plates he had used earlier.Everything seems to be the same as before. The two of them always eat with two bowls and two dishes, and their lives are very simple.In fact, Chen Jueming can live a life of spending money like water, but according to him, save as much as you can.

Standing in front of the sink, he turned the water on as low as he could, with as little movement as possible.He thought, this is the only thing he can do for Chen Jue, no matter how much he can give, he can't give.

The light in the kitchen was not bright enough, he lowered his head, his eyes were blurry, probably because he didn't wear glasses.

Unexpectedly, he was suddenly hugged from behind.

Familiar breaths surrounded him from all directions, carrying the meaning of being undeniable.Song Ke was startled, and the plate fell from her hands into the sink, breaking into pieces.

But Chen Jue hugged him stubbornly, no matter how hard he struggled, it was useless.

Chen Jue buried his face into his neck, his breathing was hot and short, and he was very confused. He couldn't tell why, and he didn't speak for a long time.

Song Ke turned her head, but was hurriedly stopped by Chen Jue, and the hot liquid dripped down the back of her neck one after another.

Only then did I realize that Chen Jue was crying.

It is always said that a man bleeds but does not shed tears, which is a layer of shackles invisibly, and Chen Zongyi has placed high hopes on him since he was a child, and he is not allowed to show such fragile emotions.The only few times Chen Jue shed tears were all because of Song Ke, because of the pain, he would only vent it when he endured it to the extreme.

Suddenly and silently tonight.

Song Ke's butterfly is tall and thin, with no flesh on its back.Chen Jue hugged her into her arms, and everything was no longer under her control.

"Song Ke, I apologize to you for my parents and my sister. Everyone around me is hurting you, including me... You shouldn't know me, I didn't give you much happiness, but let You have suffered so much. If it weren't for me, your life would be much easier than it is now. But how should I apologize to you? I don't even have the qualifications to ask you to forgive. "

His voice sounded broken, Song Ke let him hold her, her heart was as empty as an empty house.The person behind is Chen Jue, this matter can never be wrong, because Chen Jue's breathing, Chen Jue's tone of voice, and even the temperature of Chen Jue's body are still deep in the memory, just like the tattoo on the collarbone Likewise, not thinking about it doesn't mean it doesn't exist.

Chen Jueshi is really here.

"Song Ke." He murmured to himself, "I've been lying to you. I lied to you that I bought the food by the way. In fact, I waited at the restaurant for an entire hour and a half just to buy these things you love. Things. I said that I only want a corner of your heart. In fact, I am not so generous. I can’t even sleep when you live with others. I said that I can never see you again... Actually, this is also false, Song Ke, when I think about it I will feel very hopeless without you in the days to come."

The slender shadows of the two were cast on the floor, and the rain outside the window was whitened by the moonlight.

Song Ke didn't say a word, because she didn't know what to say was appropriate.He wanted to tell Chen Jue not to mention the past, I don't quite remember, but I think it's pointless to emphasize it again and again.

In the end, Chen Jue became dizzy with fever, his cheeks were astonishingly hot, and he called his name repeatedly.Song Ke led him back to the bedroom, covered the quilt, and waited for a while before leaving.

When he got home, he himself seemed to have a fever, and his forehead was heavy and stuffy.

He took down the mobile phone from the bookshelf, saw that there was still one battery left, and slid it away quietly while lying on the bed.It was empty, with only a few software.

Chen Jue put the robot in the most eye-catching position, and gave it a very nonsensical name, the driver Xiao Chen.

"Do you want the driver, Xiao Chen, to take you to the bus stop tomorrow?"

"No need. I have my own car and can drive it."

It was from that day that the relationship began to break up. Maybe Chen Jue just used this way to miss them.

After clicking on the program, Song Ke shouted: "Chen Jue."

A familiar voice came from the phone: "Yes."

It's just more mature than before.

Song Ke thought about what to say for a long time, but couldn't think of anything.There is nothing to say about love, and there is no need to hate, so after much deliberation, I said: "Take care of yourself."

Chen Jue didn't respond.

That was to be expected, and he wasn't upset.No matter how much effort you put in, there are always things beyond your power, just like this program.Even if you don't eat or sleep, the recorded responses are limited, and it is impossible to respond to every sentence.After a moment of silence, he decided to turn off the phone and go to sleep. Before his fingers touched the screen, his low breath came from the speaker.

"Song Ke—"

He froze.

Chen Jue inhaled slightly, his voice was a little hoarse: "Today is May [-]th, Saturday, call me if it is convenient."

Song Ke raised her head like a fool, and looked at the white wall opposite. It took a long time to wake up, oh, it's past midnight, it's really Saturday.

I don't know why, but I feel sore, obviously I didn't say anything special.

Back and forth, on and off, time flies, and no one is waiting for anyone.He lay quietly, with his mobile phone on his chest. Fortunately, it was hot, and the warmth seeped into his body from there.

Chen Jue, what else do you want to say to me?

He thought over and over again, but finally couldn't hold back, and adjusted the time forward by one day.

Even if there is a cliff ahead, he will not regret this step tonight.

"Chen Jue?"

"exist."

He said good night indiscriminately.

Chen Jue called him "Song Ke", and then told the time a little dullly: "Today is May [-], Sunday, call me if it is convenient."

Maybe I think it's a little bit useful, and it's a little bit valuable, so I won't be disgusted by him.Day after day, sentence after sentence, repeat tirelessly: "Call me at your convenience."

But obviously there is his phone number, why don't you call?Maybe it's because I have been blocked several times in the past, and a fool also knows how to learn from a fall.

Song Ke stayed up all night, listening to it again and again, until it was her birthday.

That day was special from the start.

"Chen Jue?"

Chen Jue didn't even say "in", maybe because he didn't have enough time.

His voice has been recorded as completely hoarse, but his tone reveals a little joy.He said: "It's your birthday again, Song Ke, happy birthday. I used to give it to you before, but I can't accompany you this year. Remember to buy yourself a bigger cake and share it with your colleagues. I’m staying at home. Besides, did you get a birthday present? I thought about it for a few days and didn’t know what to prepare. I’m afraid you won’t accept it if it’s too heavy, and it’s meaningless if it’s too light. I finally chose this massage chair. Compare This gift, I know you won't like it, I just want to give it to you so that you can use it once in a while."

He smiled.

"I won't let you call me today, I know you are busy. Actually, I am also busy, really. I want to go to the office I rented back then, see the place where I proposed to you, and go back to Let’s take a look at the swans in the community. I remember you said that you haven’t seen them, so I’ll take a look for you. I also have to go to your hometown. In fact, it’s nothing to do. I just walk around and kill the whole day. I would go and see without you by my side, see our past, see where you grew up, sit in the chair you sat in, sleep in the place where you lived for a night.

After we separated, I found that time passed very slowly. Every day when you were not around passed very slowly, so slow that I didn't know how to pass it.But that's fine, take it slow, I'm afraid you'll forget me.It's just a pity, no matter how I think about it, it's useless, so long has passed in a flash, and we have been separated for so long.You have already forgotten me, right?It's okay, I still love you. "