Promised period

Song Ke didn't tell Chen Jue that after listening to the recording for more than 200 days, she didn't tell Chen Jue that she already knew what he wanted.

Because he couldn't give Chen Jue any answer.

He has to go to the doctor every two weeks, he hasn't even cured himself, how can he love others?There is more than enough heart but not enough strength.

The only thing he can do is to maintain a normal friend relationship with Chen Jue.

Chen Jue's illness has been procrastinating, and he has not been able to go out for two or three days.On the third day, Cheng Yi'an heard about it and didn't say anything, but at night he offered to go home with Song Ke to see Xiao Jiu.

Xiao Jiu was still as lazy as ever, neither coming forward to greet them nor shouting, just strolling leisurely from the cat climbing frame in the corner, and walking around at their feet twice to settle the matter.

Cheng Yi'an rubbed its rough edges and looked around: "Now that I got it back, it won't matter if the balcony is not sealed. When are you going to call someone to install the stainless steel windows?"

Song Ke was changing clothes in the back room, and replied without thinking: "Next week, I won't work overtime next weekend, and lock the balcony for the next two days."

"Not moving?"

All of a sudden, he was stunned, and he didn't say anything for a long time, and he stood for a while before cooking.

There are still some vegetables at home, which are bought from the supermarket and hoarded.It took less than 10 minutes to fry a tomato and egg, pork belly slices in soy sauce, deep-fried tofu, and a simple mushroom vegetable broth.

After it was done, Cheng Yi'an said: "There are so many that two people can't finish it."

Actually not much.

Song Ke knew what he meant, so she said without exception: "If you want to call him, call him, don't worry about me."

With this permission, he knocked on the door next door.

Song Ke went to the kitchen to serve the meal, not in a hurry, thinking about moving while she was serving it.After a while, Weiliang's fingers suddenly pressed the back of his hand, which startled him.

"I'll do it." It was Chen Jue who touched him.

Only then did he regain his senses, and hurriedly took a step back, only to step on Chen Jue's foot again.

"I'm sorry... I was thinking about something just now."

"It's okay, I should have spoken out earlier."

The two of them hadn't seen each other for two or three days, but now they were like ordinary friends, polite and distant.

Perhaps it was because of the shirt and trousers, Chen Jue looked more energetic than that day, but his complexion was still not very good.Song Ke looked at him like this, and couldn't imagine how he recorded those words. She was at a loss in her heart, and didn't know what to say.

The two stood quietly, avoiding each other's eyes.Cheng Yi'an shouted to the two of them outside: "Come out quickly, the food is going to be cold." After they sat down, they glared at Chen Jue again, "It's your fault for being slow."

Chen Jue hummed and did not argue.

Seeing that it was already nine o'clock in the evening, it could be used as a midnight snack.During the banquet, the three of them didn't talk much, especially Chen Jue, who hardly spoke much.After eating, he took the initiative to wash the dishes, and Cheng Yi'an asked Song Ke in the living room: "What's wrong with him? Why is he listless?"

"Maybe it's sick."

"If you're sick, you won't—"

Before they could finish speaking, their phones rang almost at the same time.It turned out that there was a problem with Heming's project. It had been online for less than two days, but it suddenly crashed completely 5 minutes ago. The other party's IT engineer called for help.

As an outsourcer, Ruiyan is of course duty-bound, but there is no time to return to the company in an emergency, so the two of them can only turn on the work computer on the spot to troubleshoot the problem.

That half hour was almost a war. After hearing the situation clearly, Chen Jue went out and made a phone call. After returning, he sat quietly and watched them, watching them communicate, cooperate, and hold remote meetings with other colleagues in tacit understanding. One control manpower and one arranges the investigation steps, and there is no mistake in the busy schedule.

After finally finding the cause of the failure, Song Ke still didn't dare to neglect her. She wanted to call the other party's Mr. He's number nervously. She was already prepared to be scolded bloody, because after all, it delayed her normal business for an hour. .

Unexpectedly, the attitude of the other party was very normal. They didn't criticize too much, but just said that it is not an example. If such things happen again, they will refuse to pay the balance according to the contract.

After hanging up the phone, Song Ke finally breathed a sigh of relief.Cheng Yi'an wiped the sweat from his forehead and smiled at him, saying, "It's really dangerous."

There was indeed no danger, so Song Ke also smiled.

Seeing them like this, Chen Jue suddenly had a headache. He thought he was jealous, but it was actually nostalgia.Because I used to be one of them, but now I am not.

After sitting for a while, he got up and walked to his home, but Cheng Yi'an called him from behind when he reached the entrance: "Chen Jue?"

He stamped.

"Why are you going?"

He didn't speak, Cheng Yi'an looked at him with a smile on his face, "Bored?" He raised his chin again, "Go, get a bottle of wine from your refrigerator, Song Ke and I want to celebrate another difficult time."

Song Ke didn't look up at him, she was concentrating on her work.

"Why, I can't bear your wine." Cheng Yi'an urged him, "Hurry up, hurry up, hear if you got it."

Chen Jue told himself not to be insatiable, and it is already very rare to be by Song Ke's side, one cannot want everything.

After getting the wine, they actually turned off the headlights. Cheng Yi'an was tuning the channel, trying to find a suitable TV program to watch.He stood in the middle of the living room, and Song Ke went to the sofa from behind him: "Why don't you sit down?"

In his hand are three cups.

Chen Jue finally stepped over and sat down.He and Song Ke sat cross-legged on the carpet, on both sides of the coffee table, and Cheng Yian sat on the sofa like the land father, wearing a pair of thick glasses.

At first, Cheng Yi'an wanted to watch the natural science column, but Song Ke felt bored, and when she reached for the remote control, she was snatched away by the "disrespectful" senior, making Song Ke helpless.In the end, Chen Jue took it back and tuned to the movie channel, where the long-running Super British movie was playing.

"The two of you teamed up again to squeeze me out." Cheng Yi'an adjusted his glasses angrily, "Forget it, I'm used to it too. Come on, raise your glasses and give us a 1000 million final payment without any risk. "

Song Ke didn't know whether to laugh or cry, she inadvertently turned her head to look at the opposite side, and met Chen Jue's deep gaze.

It seems that it has been a long time since they sat down and chatted together calmly. When the two of them are together, they are either sad and painful or relatively speechless, because they have already said almost everything that can be said, and the rest are all polite, such as "please Sit down", "Excuse me", "It's okay", "I'm sorry to bother you".

In the end, it was Song Ke who looked away first.

The superheroes appeared one by one to the majestic piano music, and stood in a row in a quite posture. They also clinked glasses for a long time in the dim, flickering lights.The spicy and mellow red wine rushed down from his throat, choking Cheng Yi'an speechless for a long time.

Chen Jue put down the cup, but Song Ke hadn't finished drinking yet. She drank slowly with her lips pressed against the cup, her small chin raised high, and her Adam's apple rolled slightly.

His skin was very fair, and a little bit of red wine dripped from the corner of his mouth, hanging on the edge of his jaw, like wintersweet blooming in the snow, both tenacious and beautiful.His neck is very thin, and when he tilts his head up like that, the thin shoulders and neck are particularly smooth, and the collarbone is faintly visible under the thin home clothes.Chen Jue was fascinated, and it took a long time to restrain his surging heart.

Cheng Yi'an doesn't drink well, and it didn't take long before he became a little confused and began to reminisce about the past.The two of them listened quietly, listening to him talking about the bet with Chen Jue before, and Chen Jue complaining about his stinky socks. Even Song Ke laughed when he said this, the corners of his mouth curled like a crescent moon.

No matter how unhappy the past is, happy memories are always happy.

Looking at Song Ke like this, Chen Jue remembered something else.He remembered that they usually didn't communicate much in the company to avoid people's eyes and ears, but they would gather in an office when they worked overtime at night, and the chairs sat next to each other.He couldn't help but turn his head to kiss Song Ke, disturbing Song Ke's work, and was almost spotted by his assistant a few times.After the assistant went out, Song Ke buried her head in her work and ignored him, but he leaned over and kissed him over and over again.He asked Song Ke to sit on his lap, put his hands on his neck, and kissed deeply.

Song Ke's voice was nice, and so was her breathing. At that time, everything was for him alone.Song Ke allowed him to be in the office, the living room, and the bathroom.Only he knows many of Song Ke's habits, and only he has seen many expressions.

Thinking about it, he felt like a knife was piercing his heart, because now another person knew about it.But what can he do?He can't do anything, he can only find a way to wait for Song Ke, hoping that he still has a chance in this life.

Later Cheng Yi'an got drunk and asked Chen Jue confusedly: "What are your future plans?"

Chen Jue leaned back on the chair, silently looking at the empty glass in front of him.Cheng Yi'an said about him, with a tone of resentment: "I'm worthless, I don't dare to fight for what I want."

In the end, Cheng Yi'an was sent downstairs, and the two of them stood under a lonely street light to enjoy the breeze, and the taxi did not come after standing for quite a while.

Cheng Yi'an glanced at him: "It's rare, you didn't take out a cigarette."

He said, "Quit."

Cheng Yi'an snorted: "It's late."

Later, Chen Jue's illness finally deteriorated, maybe it was delayed for too long, and he drank and drank that night, if he had gone to the bottle earlier, nothing would happen.

Song Ke ran outside all day on Friday night, pleading everywhere, because there was another big problem with Heming's case.A project made two mistakes in a row, which is unique in Ruiyan.For this reason, he made a special trip to Heming Group to plead guilty, but the other party's big boss refused to see him.You can't blame others, because that Boss He said it a long time ago: Don't be an example.

Standing at the bustling intersection of traffic lights, he felt powerless for a while.If half of the final payment is not received, there is really no way to make up for this hole, and the company's mid-year bonus will also be ruined.

Walk slowly along the sidewalk, followed by a black SUV.Chen Jue lowered the car window and called him: "Song Ke?"

I don't know how I met Chen Jue.

He turned his head and stopped in his tracks.The two looked at each other, and Chen Jue also stopped the car: "What a coincidence."

When he got in the car, the setting sun was like fog, but his mood almost fell to the bottom.Chen Jue looked at him from the rearview mirror: "What happened?" He reluctantly responded with a few words and didn't want to talk more.

Chen Jue was silent for a while, and said: "Perhaps the company should be rectified internally, and there is a problem with the technical department."

He hummed, turned his head out of the window, and didn't listen.

"You choose a few capable people to come to the venue tomorrow, and the cost is not the point now."

He was upset, and his attitude became very bad unconsciously: "I know this, and I am not alone. It is the customer who does not answer my calls at all and refuses to see me. It is clear that he is disappointed with us."

Chen Jue said: "You only need to be responsible for selecting people, and I will take care of the rest."

Song Ke was stunned for a moment, then turned her face, seeing that his expression didn't look like he was joking, so she asked, "Do you really have a way?"

"At least I have a better way than you. I played tennis with that Mr. He, and we are kind of friendly."

These words are like a little light in the dark night, which immediately cheers up Song Ke.Turning around to discuss a few more words with him, she suddenly noticed his face.I haven't seen him for a few days. Chen Jue's beard looks like he has just shaved. He is dressed in a dark gray suit and light silver tie.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" Chen Jue still looked ahead.

Song Ke finally remembered and asked, "By the way, why are you here?"

Chen Jue smiled, and said not too concerned: "I plan to go to the hospital. I fell in the bathroom last night. I don't know what happened. I couldn't see for a long time. I woke up this morning with a severe headache."

He doesn't cry out for pain easily, so he must be unable to hold on.Song Ke's heart tightened: "Then hurry up, don't waste time."

"Send you back first."

"No, I'll accompany you to the hospital."

The traffic on the street was slow, and the sunset was far away in the sky. They hadn't shared a car for a long time and suddenly became quiet.

"Are you really going with me?"

The words spoken were like splashed water, Song Ke could only respond: "Yes."

Chen Jue seemed surprised, his face softened a little, and he was about to turn his head to say something when Song Ke's phone rang suddenly.He apologized to Chen Jue and picked it up with his head tilted, but it turned out to be Qin Binkai.

The environment on the other side of the phone was very noisy, and Qin Binkai was mysterious, and he just said, "Guess where I am?"

Song Ke responded casually: "It can't be Mars."

"What, it's not like this to perfunctory me." He said with a half-smile in his voice, "I was at the Airport Police Station, and when I first arrived in Linjiang, I bumped into someone, and I was dragged in front of the police uncle and refused to let me go. One hundred and twenty thousand."

It took several seconds for Song Ke to understand what he meant, and immediately sat up straight: "I hit someone? Are you okay?"

In the rearview mirror, Chen Jue turned his face slightly to the side, his expression was dim under the setting sun.

"I'm fine, don't worry about it. The old man I bumped into is fine, but he was blackmailed by others, it's unlucky." He said calmly, "If it were our place, the matter would be easy to solve. I don't know how to measure Jiang, and I don't have any acquaintances, so I can't leave here even if I want to, because he is old and reasonable."

Song Ke hesitated for a while, and finally said: "Don't start a conflict with the other party, just tell me the specific address, and I'll go find you right away."

Hang up the phone, a long silence.

Chen Jue asked: "Him?"

Song Ke felt ashamed, but didn't know what else to say: "Put me down at the intersection ahead, I'll take a taxi by myself."

The car slowly stopped on the side of the road.

Just get all your things and get off the bus, and walk to a bus stop in front of you.

Chen Jue lowered the car window to the lowest position, and the wind blew from all directions. His face seemed to have been cut by a knife, and his elbows were propped on the edge of the window. The hard glass hurt his bones.

It was almost dark, and the back in front was blurry.As he was walking, he suddenly stamped his feet and turned back quickly.

Chen Jue cheered up and thought, if Song Ke was worried about his illness, then he would comfort him: "It's okay, just go get a water treatment." Even he can skip going to the hospital and go to the police station with him, as long as he wants, As long as I can give.

Chen Jue thought a lot in those few seconds.

As a result, Song Ke walked up to him, bent down and hurriedly said to him: "Chen Jue, don't forget about Heming. My mobile phone is on 24 hours a day. Please call me as soon as you have any news, thank you."

He was slightly startled, his skin tightened in the wind, and then slowly replied: "Don't worry."

"It's your job."

Song Ke turned and left after speaking.

It is the intersection of day and night in a city, the street lamps have been turned on, but the last ray of sunlight is still attached to the ground, unwilling to hand it over to others.