Promised period

Chen Jue turned and left.

It was a long and straight road, and the light of a street lamp shone on his back, making him look a bit lonely.It's not like him, he used to call for friends wherever he went.Loyal, personable and personable, he was always popular.

Looking at Song Ke, she thought to herself, he must have come in a hurry just now, because the back of the suit was wrinkled and not properly put on, and the tie was not tied.At this moment, Song Ke didn't know what else she wanted to see, or it didn't matter if she could see it or not, because the surrounding was silent, and only Chen Jue's last words echoed in her mind: "I still love you."

His voice trembled a little, his lips were slightly white, his... everything about him, there was no need to look at it, it was all engraved in his mind.

Later, it was Qin Binkai who came to remind him: "Let's go, he has already gone far."

Song Ke withdrew her gaze, turned her head and sucked her stomach and smiled: "Let's go, where is the supper shop? Take me there quickly, I'm so hungry that I will die in a second."

"Oh, slow down, slow down..."

They didn't know that Chen Jue was going to be hospitalized tonight, so they were afraid of bumping into each other, so they deliberately chose another road, went around to the side door and took a taxi in a deserted place.

The night in late spring should not be too cold, but Song Ke was still shivering slightly.Qin Binkai took off his coat and put it on him, but he returned it stubbornly, unwilling to accept it.

"I'm not cold."

Qin Binkai squinted at him: "I'm not cold, and my heart isn't cold? I saw him with someone else."

The words were so sour that Song Ke couldn't stop laughing, shaking her shoulders: "I was wrong, can you stop teasing me." Qin Binkai looked at him quietly for a while, until he went up After getting out of the car, he looked away.

There was a long queue at the supper stand, and the environment was quite ordinary, which was better than having a lively atmosphere that is rarely seen in big cities.The two of them didn't know whether they were unlucky or lucky, and finally they joined a table together and found a couple.They both talked about each other, and they were both embarrassed to chat. They stared at a bowl of hot beef offal soup noodles, sweating on their faces and heads, and did not let out a long sigh of relief until the other party left.

"After all, you are young, you eat and feed each other." Qin Binkai said, "At my age, they will know that romance is fake, and the truth is plain and simple."

Song Ke decided to concentrate on eating, ignoring the emotion of the middle-aged man next to him.In the end, he asked half-truthfully, "Would you mind that I'm 40 soon? Our age difference is right here. If we get older, it's half a generation gap."

Finally, Song Ke put down her chopsticks.

"Do you mind?"

Qin Binkai stared, but Song Ke's calm gaze responded to him: "So let's treat it as a relationship between years and years, and take a long-term view. Multiple friends are better than multiple exes."

If such an obvious refusal can no longer be heard, he will have lived in vain for so many years.The beef offal in front of him was still fragrant, but he suddenly lost his appetite. Like Song Ke, he put down his chopsticks and thought for a while silently.

There were noisy people around, and the two of them were surrounded by people drinking and chatting. The small square table was like an isolated island.He said: "Today you arrived as soon as you answered the phone. I thought you were at least a little interested in me. Well, in this case, I will not force it, but how about we two continue to be friends? You will find another sooner or later." Yes, I don't mind being in line first."

This is the only freedom and ease that belongs to middle-aged people after reading thousands of sails.

The spicy and pungent smell of soup powder rushed straight into the nostrils. Song Ke lowered her head, picked up a chopstick and blew: "Don't you think it is wise to stop the loss in time?"

"Although the heart grows in your body, sometimes it doesn't belong to you. You should understand this truth better than me."

After speaking, Qin Binkai raised his eyebrows and looked at him.

Song Ke nodded again and again: "Yes, yes, yes, Mr. Qin is right..."

He spoke calmly, but after much deliberation, he couldn't help but smile wryly.

The heart is the most miraculous organ in the body. It belongs to you, but it is not under your control. It is really helpless and sad.

Later, as Chen Jue promised, he personally took the position and brought a few engineers to station in Heming.

Song Ke only went there for one day, and didn't go for the rest of the day, because there were many things in the company waiting for her to make up her mind, and she was too busy.

Gradually it became a matter of course for Chen Jue to return to Ruiyan. No one asked, but no one needed to ask again. The administrative assistant automatically and consciously planned the office for him. Three or four pots were poured.

Just as Chen Jue promised, he never took the initiative to approach Song Ke again.

He seems to have figured it out, but also seems to have given up. He can do everything for Song Ke, but he no longer expects to make any changes.He would be like this, maybe because of Song Ke's words that night, maybe because Qin Binkai voluntarily applied to be transferred to Laijiang, and he and Song Ke were in pairs every day.

Song Ke didn't know what she was thinking.

The final paragraph went to Heming for the last time that afternoon, just in time to bump into He Qiao and Mr. He coming out of the building, and Song Ke chatted with him head-on.

He Qiao's attitude towards people has always been a bit cold, but he treated Song Ke well, maybe because of Chen Jue's face.He asked Song Ke: "Is today the last day?"

Song Ke nodded: "Yes, thank you Mr. He for taking care of me."

But He Qiao patted him on the shoulder: "Don't thank me, thank Chen Jue, he asked me to play in such a bad state. I didn't know he was so loyal before."

The meaning of the words was right to the point, a sentence that was neither serious nor serious, but made his heart feel heavy.

Pushing open the door of the upstairs office, four subordinates inside were already doing finishing work.Seeing Song Ke, they looked up and said hello: "Boss."

He nodded slightly, and turned his eyes involuntarily: "Where is Director Chen?"

"Going to buy coffee."

The office is not big, and there are no extra chairs in it, so Song Ke had to sit in Chen Jue's seat temporarily.

Maybe it's because he doesn't like to use disposable paper cups. Chen Jue brought a black mug, which is a souvenir of the foreign university he attended, with a stamped school badge printed on it.In fact, Chen Jue is a very nostalgic person. He always has a lot of dissatisfaction when talking about his alma mater, but when it comes to reality, he can keep an ordinary cup for nearly ten years.

There are also several books on the table, all of which are about intelligent voice-related technologies, which have just been published in the past one or two years.Song Ke picked it up and flipped through it. After reading a few pages, Chen Jue came back.

He got up in a hurry and put down the book.

Chen Jue probably didn't expect him to come, and was startled at the door before walking in.

In front of the employees, the two didn't know what to say.Song Ke wanted to apologize for stealing his stuff, but before she could open her mouth, Chen Jue put down the coffee in her hand, "I'll help you move a chair."

"No, I'll go by myself."

Chen Jue didn't look at him: "You don't know the place, so let me go."

Ever since they met in the hospital that night, Chen Jue's attitude towards him has always been like this.Good is good, of course, but it's not what it used to be.

After a round of greetings with all relevant departments, the project is considered to be officially over.All the employees breathed a sigh of relief, and Song Ke also felt relieved, and the tense strings could finally be loosened.

Bring all the things downstairs, only Rui Yan and his party are in the elevator.Chen Jue and Song Ke were standing in the back row. Song Ke felt that the silence was difficult, so she looked up at the numbers above, 10, 9, 8... It went down step by step.

Finally reached the first floor, the subordinates rushed out, leaving the two of them behind.Chen Jue looked down at his watch: "Do you want to go back together?"

Song Ke lifted the briefcase tightly: "I drove by myself."

"I didn't drive." Chen Jue said, "I just asked, if it's not convenient, I'll take a taxi."

Song Ke shook her head: "There is nothing inconvenient."

It was much darker now, and it was still bright outside when I got in the car.Once the door was closed, the small space seemed even more dull.Chen Jue lowered the window of the car to breathe, Song Ke didn't speak, and slowly drove the car into the main road.

It was rush hour, the most congested time in the city. The white Guangben was sandwiched between several lanes of vehicles, and the street lights were lit up one by one, like a paper-made boat in the vast ocean.

While waiting for the red light, Chen Jue asked suddenly: "I heard from Chen Nian that you went to the temple with her to offer incense?"

Song Ke let out a "hmm".

"What do you want?"

"nothing……"

Chen Jue turned his head and looked at him motionless: "Did you get it?"

Song Ke seemed unable to avoid it: "I got it."

Chen Jue didn't continue to ask, because he knew that the wish he obtained must have nothing to do with him.

It was not easy to go back downstairs in the community, parked the car, and the two went upstairs together.Standing in the corridor, Chen Jue said to Song Ke "Go to bed early", but Song Ke remembered that she forgot to tell him a sentence: "Thank you for the Heming matter, thank you for your help."

Chen Jue said, "You're welcome."

Song Ke lowered her head to take the keys from her bag, and when she heard the sound of the door opening behind her, her hands stopped involuntarily.

"Chen Jue—"

The door didn't open, and Chen Jue didn't look back: "Huh?"

"Chen Nian sent something again, it's for the two of us, wait a moment, I'll go in and share it with you."

Chen Jue said, "Thank you."

"I should thank you."

They haven't said anything for many days, and they don't communicate in the company, so they are facing their own doors, and even their voices sound unfamiliar.

Chen Jue didn't go in, just waited at the door.

Song Ke didn't realize it until she walked outside the bedroom door, and turned her head to look at him: "Come in and sit, I'm going to find a bag to pack it in, it won't be that fast."

"Stop sitting, I'll just wait here."

Song Ke was a little embarrassed: "I'm afraid the cat will run out."

Chen Jue was obviously taken aback for a moment, and then walked in.

He was wearing a dark blue suit today, and his hair was shaved even shorter. He didn't have any accessories on his body, but he was a little more calm and mature.After entering the room, he sat on the sofa. Not long after, Xiao Jiu ran out from behind the curtain with a bunch of things jingling in his mouth.

He lowered his head and looked at it without saying a word.

Maybe it was fate to save it once, he loves the house and the crow, and it doesn't hate him like its own master.

The kitchen was full of things sent by Chen Nian, including instant red ginseng, boxes of kiwi fruit, and various vitamin tablets.Song Ke sorted them into categories, removed redundant packaging, and put them in reusable bags.

"Kiwi fruit, remember to put it in the refrigerator." I didn't forget to ask when I mentioned it, "It doesn't matter if you eat the rest slowly."

Chen Jue responded from a distance away, and then put Xiao Jiu firmly back on the floor, "It seems to be fat."

"It's time to lose weight, it's more greedy." After a pause, Song Ke said, "Chen Nian also bought a lot of things for it, including everything to eat and use. Tell her not to send it."

In fact, I just feel that there are too many, and both people and cats can't finish it.Chen Jue seemed to be about to leave, and stood up: "In the future, she will send less."

Song Ke didn't understand, so: "Why?"

"I'm moving out soon and moving back home."

Song Ke's heart was empty for a moment, she raised her head and smiled at him reluctantly: "That's good."

Chen Jue didn't respond.

Song Ke still smiled to herself: "Chen Nian is so happy that she is crazy. She often tells me that being alone is boring, and she wants you to go back. Now she finally has her wish. In the future, it will be farther away from work, but you don't check in, no in a hurry."

After finishing speaking, he lowered his head and slowly rubbed his hands. He obviously didn't feel cold, but he was a little at a loss.

Chen Jue answered "Yes", passed by him, and walked to the door of the bedroom.He turned his head and saw Chen Jue hanging something on the door beam.

It's the string of wind chimes.

Xiao Jiu didn't know where she found it, even Song Ke herself forgot where to throw it, maybe under the bed, maybe in the bedside cabinet.Chen Jue is very tall, and he can reach it with just a lift of his hand: "I repaired the rope."

He obviously believed it was a superstition at the beginning, but now he is willing to practice it, all because of him.Song Ke couldn't stop her heart from constricting, so she looked away and looked anywhere: "It's okay, if it breaks, it will break, just throw it away, don't worry about it."

"It's fine to hang it up, remember you said it's to ward off evil spirits."

"Actually, I just bought it blindly," he explained indiscriminately, "I was overheated, and I was tricked by others."

Chen Jue was honest: "I just want to do something for you before I leave."

Song Ke had no choice but to nod: "I know, I know, you've helped me a lot recently, I don't even know how to thank you, I'm not going to trouble you for such a trivial matter..."

"It's ok."

Chen Jue finally tied it up.

The wind bell tower rang in the wind, the sound was very shallow and soft, but it was enough for the two of them to hear clearly.Song Ke glanced at it, and his heart suddenly felt a little hot, just like when he was sleeping in the bedroom and heard Chen Jue typing on the keyboard in the living room, there was no need to speak, as long as he knew he was there, he would feel at ease.

Chen Jue didn't speak for a while, and then called his name: "Song Ke."

He woke up like a dream: "Huh?"

"How is your illness recently?"

He tried his best to be relaxed: "It's much better, but sometimes I feel dizzy after taking the medicine."

Chen Jue said: "That's good, so I can walk more at ease." He also said: "When you feel dizzy, remember not to walk, lie down or sit for a while, and call the doctor if you really feel uncomfortable."

No longer saying "call me" is a kind of helpless compromise.

Song Ke nodded again: "Okay, I know."

As if they understood that once they walked out of this door, they would not be able to speak for many days. Neither of them urged them to go through all the things they wanted to say in their minds.Song Ke first felt that there was nothing wrong, and stood silently. Chen Jue also felt that there was nothing wrong at first, and it was only when he walked to the door that he remembered that he had forgotten something.

"Have you seen the phone?"

Song Ke raised her eyes and was taken aback for a moment: "No."

Almost instinctively deny.

There was a little embarrassment between Chen Jue's eyebrows, but it was more of a relief: "Why don't you give it back to me."

Standing in the dimly lit porch, Song Ke looked at Chen Jue blankly with a distance between the two of them.

Chen Jue reminded again: "Mobile phone."

Song Ke asked, "Why do you think you want to take it back?"

Chen Jue was holding the environmental bag in his left hand, and put his right hand in his trousers pocket, without looking at him: "Keeping it is a burden to you, let alone a semi-finished product."

In fact, this statement makes sense.

In fact, Song Ke didn't feel reluctant, but felt a little surprised, so she turned around and went in to get it.The lights in the bedroom were not turned on, and the mobile phone box was placed on the highest shelf of the bookshelf. He tiptoed to reach it, raised his head as much as possible, and felt a little dizzy.

But got it later.

He handed it to Chen Jue along with the outer packaging, and Chen Jue took it and put it in a reusable bag, very carefully.He wanted to say something more, but it was nothing, just some irrelevant words, but the phone rang.

"Hello?" He walked a little further away, "Well, I just got home. It's too late now, I won't go out..."

By the time he came back after answering the call, Chen Jue had already left.