Promised period

I don't know if it's because I've been so busy recently that I lost my head, Chen Jue moved away and Song Ke didn't even know.

The weather forecast said that there would be rain that day, and it was indeed gloomy from noon, and the raindrops began to crackle and smash the glass when I got off work.

"Get off work and pack your things."

Cheng Yi'an recently became obsessed with water tank landscaping, and urged two friends to leave the company together as soon as the hour arrived, but the three of them only had two umbrellas.

"Otherwise, you two will fight the big one, and leave the small one to me. Anyway, you are facing each other."

He looks at them both.

Song Ke thought about it, and before she could speak, she heard Chen Jue say, "We're not on the way, I'm going back to my home."

"Oh, don't go back tonight, tomorrow is not the weekend."

"Take it away, I'll drive."

After speaking, Chen Jue handed over the umbrella.Song Ke thought it was being polite, so he didn't pick it up. He put the briefcase on his head and rushed out, turned around and smiled at them: "You still fight for just a few steps, and I'll get home if you fight any more."

Turn around and run to the parking lot.

As a result, halfway through the run, the rain suddenly stopped, and it was Chen Jue who followed with an umbrella.

"What are you running for?"

Walking side by side like this made Song Ke feel embarrassed: "It's not that it's not going well."

"I'm going to the parking lot too."

I had no choice but to "hmm": "Then let's walk for a while."

It is said that a section of the road is only more than 200 meters, which is very short, and they have nothing to say to each other.Walking up to the black SUV, Chen Jue's shoulders were already wet, but Song Ke's whole body was not wet.

"Take it."

The umbrella was handed over, leaving a little wet mark on the handle.Song Ke felt sorry in her heart, and seeing several needle holes on the back of Chen Jue's hand, she suddenly raised her head in confusion: "Did you go to the hospital again?"

I don't know what happened, but his previous pneumonia never healed, and he needed an infusion every now and then.

"Take it."

Chen Jue did not answer this question.

Before he could react for a moment, the umbrella had already been stuffed into his hand.Song Ke hesitated for a moment and said, "Wait for me in the community, let's go together."

Not having an underground garage is always inconvenient.

But Chen Jue said: "You keep the umbrella, I have already moved away."

moved away?

Song Ke froze for a moment: "When did it happen?"

"last night."

Quietly without a sound, moving away is the same as moving in, without letting him know.

Song Ke said "Oh", feeling empty in her heart, and the sound of the rain around her suddenly became very small, so small that she could hardly hear it.Chen Jue opened the door and got into the car, and asked him why he still didn't leave, he said: "Suddenly I remembered that I forgot to do something urgent, you go first, I have to go back to the company."

In fact, there is no urgent matter, it's just that I suddenly don't want to face Chen Jue.Turning around in a hurry and walking towards the office building, he didn't care about the rain splashing on his trouser legs, because he was afraid of being stopped by Chen Jue, so he didn't know what else to say.

Back in the office, Song Ke closed the blinds and curtains, and listened quietly to the rain for a while.

The employees outside all got off work one after another, and their footsteps passed the corridor, with high and low laughter and conversation, which was rarely lively, and then fell silent.

He was so hungry that he groaned, and he didn't want to stand up until Qin Binkai called: "Haven't you got off work yet?"

He said weakly and perfunctorily: "I plan to starve to death on the company's side."

"Then you can't die," Qin Binkai joked as always, "Send me a visitor code, and my dinner with you is outside the park."

I don't know where this person buried his eyeliner. He even knew that he worked overtime in the company, so he rushed over eagerly with food.As soon as the person arrived, Song Ke became happy even if she had no strength, because at least he didn't come empty-handed, so why would you dislike him if he had something to eat?

I put on my coat and ran downstairs with an umbrella, only to realize that it was raining heavily.The rain curtains in front of the eaves are like strings, and the water on the roadway is rolled up by the wheels to a height of [-] to [-] centimeters. If you stand by and don't pay attention, your shoes and socks will be wet.

He walked carefully along the walkway to the gate.Everything in the corner of my eye is damp, full of water marks, and my heart is also flooded.

The drainage canal beside the road was blocked by leaves and broken branches. The water swirled leisurely at the mouth of the canal, and the rain slammed on the water indiscriminately, and the water surface was bubbling.

Linjiang rarely encounters rain like this a few times a year.

When he finally picked up the man, his cuffs were soaked. Qin Binkai mistook him for being anxious when he saw it, and teased him, "What's the rush? I can't run."

He just smiled, not knowing what to say.

When I returned to the work area with two boxes of daily supplies, the company was almost gone. The only movement was the bellows of the computer and the water dispenser gurgling to boil water.

Song Ke was really hungry, sat down and gobbled it up, with her sleeves rolled up high.Qin Binkai was eye-opening: "What have you been doing all day to be so hungry?"

He responded inarticulately: "The sushi chosen by Director Qin is too delicious."

"Don't put a high hat on me. I don't know Japanese food. It depends on the price to distinguish the good from the bad. Ten pieces of sushi cost me more than 300."

"It's more than 300..." He was very regretful, "It's too late, if I knew earlier, I would have to taste it carefully, so fine that I could chew it down one grain at a time."

Qin Binkai stared: "Okay, I'll count it for you!"

The two fought back and forth, and Song Ke was so teased that he choked, and couldn't help laughing while enjoying himself.Qin Binkai said, "Drink tea slowly, and I'll pour it for you." When the water was poured, he criticized him helplessly, "How can you laugh at everything? It's a bit silly."

Such conversations and laughter spread far and wide, making Chen Jue, who turned back to the company halfway, stop in his tracks.

He also carried the dinner bought for Song Ke in his hand.

"Mr. Chen?"

The assistant had just gone to the bathroom to touch up her makeup, and when she came back, she saw Chen Jue, who was very surprised: "Mr. Chen, why are you back again, aren't you already off work?"

Chen Jue asked: "Who is in President Song's office?"

She smiled, showing an ambiguous expression, and told him in a soft voice: "Director Qin of Heming, he even brought food."

"Director Qin?"

Thinking that he didn't know about it when he first arrived, he kindly explained to him: "Yes, Director Qin Binkai Qin, a good friend of our boss, often comes to pick up our boss from get off work."

Seeing him still didn't respond after speaking, and he was not sure if he understood, so he nodded and left with a smile: "Then Mr. Chen, I'll go first."

Chen Jue replied with the word "yes" and stood there without moving.

The lights at the reception desk went out, as did the company nameplate and the registration computer, which had been turned off by the assistant.As soon as she left, the swipe switch turned off, and the voice-activated lights in the corridor gradually dimmed, until finally there was only a little light peeking through the blinds in the office.

It was like the last ray of light in Chen Jue's life, even though it only shone on others at the moment, it didn't belong to him at all.

The floor was covered with carpets. He walked over and heard Qin Binkai say, "Be honest, what happened today?"

I heard Song Ke pretending to be stupid again: "What's wrong?"

"Are you unhappy again?"

This sentence put away the tone of joking, and the question was serious.But I don't know how Song Ke reacted, or there was no reaction at all. In short, the room was silent for a while.

Later, Qin Binkai understood somehow: "It's because of Chen Jue again?"

Hearing his name, Chen Jue unconsciously turned his face to the outside, as if he didn't want to hear it.

Song Ke still didn't respond, as if it was difficult for him to talk about Chen Jue, and he couldn't speak smoothly.He was silent, got up and walked a few steps, his silhouette slowly passed by the blinds.

Qin Binkai said: "You have been so depressed since I knew you, and I understand it, it's all because of Chen Jue. Well, if you really feel that you can't speak, then I will tell him for you, Let him move away as soon as possible. Don't be afraid, I know he has a lot of background, but no matter how powerful a person is, it is impossible to cover the sky with one hand."

"I'm not afraid."

Song Ke smiled: "Besides, you don't need to tell me, he has already moved away."

"Already moved?"

"Well, just last night, he told me himself."

Qin Binkai seemed relieved after hearing this, and even lowered his voice: "Fortunately."

Song Ke also said, "Fortunately."

There was another silence.After a long time, Qin Binkai asked, "Why did he suddenly figure it out?"

Like talking about a bad guy who suddenly turns around.

"I don't know either." Song Ke laughed again, "But no matter what, just move away, don't you think so?"

There are many things in the tone that are unclear, but when the door is opened, the only thing that can be heard is relief.

Chen Jue listened very silently and never alarmed them.

Just like the professor who hated Chinese people the most in college, he always used the least interested attitude and the most negative English words when he commented on his subject assignments.But he still listened very silently, standing on the stage with his back very straight.

Living up to now, 30 years of life is not too short. He never knew that he was so disgusting, and he never knew that he was so annoying that people wanted to stay away.But now that he knew it, he didn't feel bad, because it was Song Ke.

To truly love someone is to give him the right to hurt you.

"Let's not talk about this anymore." Song Ke said, "Let's talk about your work. Did you solve the problem last time? Didn't you say that Mr. Liu..."

Chen Jue walked back to his office after hearing half of it, and did nothing for a while, just stood silently in the empty room.

It was raining harder and harder outside, and the rain cloth was snapping and peeling. It was the bicycle shed downstairs.He stood propped on the armrest of the sofa for a while, his coat soaked by the rain felt chilly, and he couldn't bear it until he sat down after a while, leaning his back loosely on the sofa.

In fact, not only him and Song Ke, many changes were unconscious.

Previous summers were hot and idle, without so much rain.He often lies on the deck chair in the garden of the villa to enjoy the shade at night, and a mobile fan is placed next to it, which can repel mosquitoes and keep people cool.

At that time, he had nothing to worry about and lived a very chic life.My father doesn't stay at home all day, but occasionally he knows to call him and reprimand him.The stepmother likes to nest in the study and do what she likes. Sometimes she translates a prose poem, and sometimes she listens to foreign language radio stations and hums softly.My younger sister is more delicate and lively than now. She dyes her own hair endlessly, bleaching and coloring, and the process is quite tedious.She couldn't finish dyeing in the middle of the night, so she went to the balcony and called him: "Brother! Come and help me see if the coloring is done, I can't see clearly without contact lenses." But he pretended not to hear, blindly sleep his big sleep.

He and his sister have no relatives left.

But he once had a complete family, most importantly, Song Ke.In those three years, they were together almost 24 hours a day, and the strange thing is that they never felt tired.

Of course, they will be noisy, and occasionally they will be too noisy, but most of them are forgotten after sleeping.Once after working overtime and going to play ball at night, he insisted on carrying Song Ke on his back on the way home. Song Ke suddenly got angry with him for some reason, kicked his calf, and told him to get away.

He didn't get angry because he knew that Song Ke told him to leave because he was angry, and he still wanted to go home together when he was angry.

That night, Song Ke was wearing a large white T-shirt, carrying a racket, and hurriedly walked into the night without him.It seems that there is only such a thin back in such a big stadium, so tall and thin, he stares closely, follows not far or near, and is at ease in his heart.

That was his Song Ke, the person he would take care of for the rest of his life, and the one who would never leave him.

Now Song Ke just said: "It's a good thing he's gone." But it made Chen Jue uncomfortable.

I can't tell which part hurts, maybe it hurts everywhere.He covered his forehead with the back of his hand, stared out of the window for a long time before struggling to get up, and turned on the computer to find something for himself to do.Read contracts, answer emails, whatever.I can do a little more for Ruiyan, a little more for Song Ke, whatever.

Later, the rain gradually subsided, and the other two left together.

Taking Qin Binkai home on the way, Song Ke didn't forget to express his thanks when parting: "Thank you for your sushi today, I'll invite you back when I'm free some other day."

Originally, it was just a polite sentence, but Qin Binkai unexpectedly readily agreed: "Okay, then I'll wait for your call, see you later." Really shooting myself in the foot...

It was too late to return to the community.

After parking the car, he walked home holding Chen Jue's umbrella, raised his head halfway, and looked into the next room from afar.It was pitch black with no one and no lights. After looking at it for a while, I finally figured out that Chen Jue had already moved away.

After going upstairs, soak the umbrella with water, and find a place on the balcony to hang it to dry, because it is said that the umbrella that has been dried in this way has no folds, just like the new one.

As a result, I fell asleep too late because of the noise of the rain, and I didn't wake up until nearly nine o'clock the next day.Going out to work at the fastest speed, I was out of breath when I arrived at the company, and it took a long time to sit in my seat before I fully recovered.

Then I remembered that I forgot to bring my umbrella.

Forget it, there is no rush, sooner or later it will be returned to Chen Jue.

At noon, he went to knock on the door next door, but he didn't knock on it. He took it for granted that Chen Jue had gone to eat.Now it's common for them to eat their own things, and it's not worth making a fuss about.

Lie on the table for a while during the lunch break, fell asleep unexpectedly, and had a dream, in which there was only an umbrella.Finally, he was woken up by a phone call from Cheng Yi'an, and rushed to the meeting room with his laptop in his arms.

"Feel sorry……"

Except for him, everyone else is basically there.He hurried over to take a seat, and noticed that the chair next to him was still empty from the corner of his eye, he asked naturally, "Where is Chen Jue?"

"Chen Jue?"

The tone next to him was already suspicious, but he didn't realize it, and said stupidly: "Yeah, as for others, just wait for him."

Cheng Yi'an turned to look at him: "Chen Jue is on a business trip, don't you know?"

The tone seems to be saying, how can you not even know about this.

But Song Ke really didn't know.

His mind was numb, and he looked at Cheng Yi'an in confusion.Cheng Yi'an said: "It was decided on the spur of the moment this morning. I heard that it was invited by a major regional customer. I thought I didn't need him to go, but I didn't expect him to agree immediately. He should have already boarded the plane by now."

It's already on the plane.

I don't know when it started, but Chen Juelian no longer informed him of such things.

After recovering for a while, Song Ke turned her gaze back to the computer screen and said, "Let's have a meeting first." She didn't ask any more questions.