Promised period

Song Ke understood, Chen Jue wanted to make amends.

But no one asked him to do this, because in the final analysis, there is no right or wrong in many things.It just happened, and the damage done can never be undone.Chen Jue thought he owed Song Ke, and he could atone for it in this way, but Song Ke didn't need him to atone.

After experiencing an unforgettable but fruitless relationship, people's first reaction is to forget.Pretend it never happened, pretend it passed through your life without leaving any traces.

The two lay quietly on the bed, and Chen Jue asked, "Song Ke, can I hug you?"

There are reflections of lights in his eyes, which are strangely bright and warm, but also full of a kind of silent uncertainty.Song Ke didn't speak, but his breath suddenly approached, and his warm lips pressed against her tightly.

At the moment of touch, reason collapsed like a snow mountain, and the memories of the past came overwhelming.Song Ke's mind went blank for a moment, her breathing was stagnant, and the only senses left in her body were her tight lips and Chen Jue holding her two hands.

After a few seconds, he came back to his senses and pushed the person away forcefully.

One side of Chen Jue's cheek, from the corner of the ear to the sideburn, was still wounded, and the tip of his hair was half wet.Song Ke got up and stood a little further away, breathing heavily like drowning, her eyes fixed on him.

He said, "I'm sorry."

Thinking that he was apologizing for what happened just now, Song Ke took a deep breath, and just about to question him, he stopped for a while, bloodshot eyes: "I'm sorry, Song Ke, I really can't lie to myself anymore."

It was too hard for him to do it.Pretending not to love Song Ke anymore, pretending not to care about Song Ke being with others, forcing himself to get along with Song Ke as ordinary friends, and letting go, even if he died, he would not be able to do it.

Song Ke looked away and heard Chen Jue's slow but clear voice: "Do you know? I can't live without you."

Everything tonight was unreal, even what Chen Jue said was untrue, Song Ke thought she was ill again.Turning around and standing next to the sofa, I saw a little water vapor condensing on the window, and saw the moon hanging outside, and felt a dull pain in my chest.When he spoke again, his voice was so hoarse that he almost didn't recognize him: "But I can live without you, do you know?"

Even he himself doesn't know whether this is true or not, maybe it's just a gamble, maybe it's because he hasn't let go of everything before, who knows?But he knows one thing, there is still an insurmountable distance between him and Chen Jue, which is related to hatred, but also to a person's self-esteem, which cannot be erased by a few words.

Many things, intangible and shapeless, are more important than love or even life.If the two of them can't go back to the past because of these things, there is no way.

Chen Jue was silent for a long time, and finally said: "I know, you are already with someone else."

"So don't do that again in the future." Song Ke stared at him blankly, "The two of us can only be colleagues or friends, and there can be no other things. If there is such a thing just now, the two of us will never Do not meet."

Chen Jue's fingers trembled slightly, but he couldn't say a word.

When I left, the lights downstairs were already dark, there was no one in the living room, and the water on the floor had been wiped clean, as if nothing had happened tonight.

At the entrance, Song Ke helped the shoe cabinet to put on his shoes, and Chen Jue handed him the coat from behind, and the two didn't even look at each other.

"No need to deliver it," he said.

Chen Jue just stopped at the door.

Until I walked out of the villa, walked out of the courtyard, and walked into the silent road outside, in the dim night, I still didn't hear the sound of closing the door.

Song Ke felt a little cold, so she couldn't help wrapping her thin windbreaker tightly.

That night he dreamed of his father, who was lying in the corridor of the hospital, still wrapped in a thin coat, shivering from the cold.Dad's hands were so thin, and his cheeks were deeply sunken, but there was no hospital bed for them.

All this was caused by Chen Zongyi, and this man was not even punished in any way.Now that Dad has been away for many years, the people in his hometown have almost forgotten about him, such a taciturn and warm-hearted person, and such an unknown taxi driver.But Song Ke still remembers, remembers so much fatherly love, remembers so much pain, remembers many nights when she slept in the hospital corridor and didn't dare to cry out.

Whether this life can be forgotten, no one knows.He can only live stubbornly and tenaciously, hiding his thoughts about his father and his hopes for the future in time, and slowly adapting.

It's been like this since he was a child, and he's always adapting.

On the following Monday, Chen Jue went to work very early and drove to the park alone, even his assistant Xiaoling hadn't arrived yet.The company was quiet, and a few colleagues were eating breakfast and drinking coffee here and there. When they saw him, they smiled and raised their hands: "Mr. Chen, you're here so early."

like old friends.

Pushing open the door of his office, the inside was cleaned spotlessly by the assistant.He sat over to turn it on, listening to the soft humming sound of the bellows when it started, and watched the screen light up little by little.

Xiaoling didn't know he was there, so she came in with a watering can and was startled: "Boss, when did you come back? I said I was cleaning the table for you. Have you had breakfast yet?"

He has lost a lot of weight, perhaps because the sun is shining today, and he seems to be in good spirits, but there is a faint blue color under his eye circles.I replied a few emails, asked my assistant to help arrange the itinerary, and behaved as before.

During the meeting, he and Song Ke were in a similar position, but they didn't have much communication with each other.Cheng Yi'an felt strange, and asked him privately after the meeting: "Why don't you and Song Ke talk anymore? It's only been a few days? Go out to team building on Friday and relax." After a pause, he said a little depressed, " But Song Ke wants to take Qin Binkai with him. Otherwise, you'd better not go, to avoid conflicts."

Chen Jue didn't seem to care: "It's okay, I'll go."

On Friday, Song Ke hesitated for a while, and finally took Qin Binkai's car.I didn't expect that the road would be so congested. During the warm spring season, everyone wanted to go out to relax. The road from the city to the suburbs was blocked.

Afterwards, they were so motionless that Song Ke and Qin Binkai finally got out of the car to breathe.Walking to the side of the road, Chen Jue was on the phone at the back of the car, as if he was arranging some work for Mingtu.

Turning around, Chen Jue nodded slightly when he saw the two of them holding the phone.

After walking away, Qin Binkai asked Song Ke: "Is he still in charge of Mingtu's affairs?"

Song Ke hummed.

"You're really energetic..." He smiled thoughtfully, "Aren't you afraid of exhausting yourself to a good or bad end?"

It's a beautiful place with beautiful mountains and rivers, but it's parked like a parking lot, which makes people speechless.

It was almost noon when we arrived at the destination villa, Ruiyan's colleagues who took the bus arrived early, some played board games, some played mahjong, and even Cheng Yi'an caught fish far away.

Song Ke and Qin Binkai sat for a while after parking the car, and then decided to go climbing.Before taking two steps, Qin Binkai suddenly remembered that he forgot to take water, so he said, "Wait for me, I'll go back and get it."

While waiting on the spot, Song Ke saw Chen Jue, who was walking over from the reservoir, walking very slowly, and his right leg still seemed to be a bit inconvenient.When he walked to Song Ke's side, he paused, still nodding slightly.Song Ke took the initiative to smile and said hello: "Did you go to play?"

He said, "Come back and get the fishing rod, how about you?"

"I'm going to climb the mountain with Lao Qin."

"be careful."

Song Ke nodded her head lightly.

After walking away, Chen Jue stopped and looked back at Song Ke.Song Ke was wearing a blue and white sportswear, with straight legs and a slender figure, with her hands in the pockets of her coat and her back facing her.

The sun was very strong, and Chen Jue felt slightly dizzy, his eyes were white and gray, only Song Ke was a touch of bright color, no amount of green mountains and green waters could be as conspicuous as his appearance.

After Qin Binkai arrived, the two walked slowly towards the foot of the mountain side by side.Chen Jue withdrew his gaze and walked back to Cheng Yi'an after a long time.Cheng Yi'an glanced back at him from his seat: "Have you gone to chop trees to make poles now? You've been there for so long, the fish are almost starved to death by you."

Chen Jue sat beside him without saying a word, and only looked at the water surface after the pole was lowered.

The sun was scorching overhead, until the body was almost evaporating on the shore, and there was still nothing in my heart.Cheng Yi'an didn't speak anymore, and it took a long time before he sighed silently.

At three or four o'clock in the afternoon, the assistant came to order the barbecue, and everyone gathered around the barbecue grill under the awning.The posture was pulled away, and all the vegetables and meat were brought over and ready, when someone suddenly remembered: "Why haven't you seen Mr. Song and his friends?"

"They seem to have climbed the mountain."

"Haven't come back for so long? Do you want to wait for them?"

A phone call was made, but it was Qin Binkai who answered, saying that Song Ke's foot was sprained on the mountain, and asked them to eat without waiting.After hanging up the phone, everyone smiled ambiguously: "We are really unnecessary, maybe the boss thinks we are too busy."

Cheng Yi'an sat aside and listened, pretending not to understand.

A female colleague volunteered to be the "chief baker", and Chen Jue got up to help. When adding charcoal, she only heard a "ah" from the female colleague: "Director Chen, your hand..."

Chen Jue's fingers were burnt with charcoal, but he said it was all right.The girl hated this, and advised him to go to a nearby small clinic for treatment, at least for disinfection, and to buy a band-aid pack.Later, Chen Jue took his coat and drove away.

After he left, the female colleague asked Xiaoling in private: "Is there something wrong with your boss recently? The charcoal was so hot just now, and his hand didn't even flinch when it touched it, and his expression was cold."

Xiaoling didn't like to talk about these things, she shook her head slightly at the table: "I don't know, I just know that my boss is very nice, and in the morning he asked me where I live, and if I want to give him a ride when I go back."

She even thought about whether or not she would go with the boss if one day the boss returned to Mingtu.She knew that the boss would not stay here for long, and there was no reason for it, she just had this sixth sense.

When it was almost five o'clock, Song Ke and Qin Binkai came back, and several employees consciously moved aside, leaving the table for them and Cheng Yi'an.Song Ke asked Cheng Yi'an: "Brother, have you finished eating?" Cheng Yi'an raised his chin: "These are on the table for you."

"Thank you, brother."

"How are your feet?"

"Fortunately, it's just a sprain."

Cheng Yi'an looked at him: "Did you go to the clinic?"

Song Ke was slightly taken aback: "There's nothing to do with such a small injury, just go home and rub it with Dieda ointment."

After a pause, Cheng Yi'an said: "Chen Jue went to the clinic, I thought you would run into each other."

"What's up with him?"

As soon as the words finished, Qin Binkai smiled at Song Ke: "He is looking for you? Song Ke, no wonder you have been refusing to answer the phone."

There was a moment of silence on the table.

During this period of time, Cheng Yi'an had always been hostile to Qin Binkai, but now he turned his face away and looked at him from head to toe expressionlessly.It wasn't until Qin Binkai slightly raised his eyebrows that he looked back at him, and never looked at him again.

After playing until sunset, the large troops began to retreat.

The driver left first, and most of the others came or went back the same way, but Xiaoling stood in front of the bus chartered by the company and didn't get on because she didn't see Chen Jue.When driving fast, the driver couldn't help poking his head out: "Is it going to come up?"

She hesitated again and again, and after getting in the car, she sent a text message to Song Ke: "Boss, Director Chen hasn't come back since he went to the clinic. I wonder if he has contacted you?"

Song Ke was already on her way back to the city when she saw this text message.

Maybe it was because he was too tired from climbing the mountain today, and he didn't even have the idea to reply to the message.Seeing him put down his phone, Qin Binkai looked at him from the rearview mirror and smiled lightly: "Is it convenient for you to stay overnight?"

He turned his face away and shook his head.

It turned out that I was almost in the city, and my phone started vibrating again.He looked down and saw that it was Chen Jue. He really didn't want to pick it up, but Chen Jue persisted in hitting him. He couldn't help it, so he finally picked it up.

"Song Ke—" Chen Jue's voice was a little anxious.

He hummed: "What are you doing?"

"I didn't find you." Chen Jue said, "They said you sprained your ankle. I went to the mountain to look for you, but I couldn't find you."

Song Ke leaned her head against the car window, her heart was in a mess, but her face was always blurred: "Don't look for me, I'm already gone."

Chen Jue was silent.

"Is there anything else? I'm going to hang up."

Chen Jue finally took a breath: "Song Ke, you really don't treat me..."

Song Ke hung up hastily before she finished speaking.

Qin Binkai drove the car very fast.The traffic lights in front of me overlapped one after another, and the car lights and high-rise buildings kept pouring towards Song Ke, flashing past like flying, rushing over.Song Ke turned her face sideways in embarrassment, lowered her head, and remained silent for a long time.

When I got home, my phone vibrated again.

He thought it was Chen Jue who refused to give up and wanted to turn off the phone, but found out that it was Aunt Zhao from his hometown.

"Aunt Zhao." The voice trembled a little.

Fortunately, Aunt Zhao didn't notice, she cared about his work and his body as usual, and after chatting for a while, she hesitated and told him: "Your friend surnamed Chen came to me a few days ago and wanted to leave your father's date of birth." Day. I asked him what he was doing, and he said he didn’t do anything. He just wanted to offer an ever-burning lamp to your father in the temple, so that your father could walk brightly. He also sued the taxi company your father worked for Let them restore your father's reputation and publish an apology in the newspaper."

Song Ke couldn't say a word and listened quietly.Aunt Zhao seemed to have seen everything, and comforted him: "Don't be sad, don't be sad, Xiao Ke, it's over."

It's all over, those nightmares.

Song Ke put both hands into the coat, felt something, couldn't help but squeeze it into the palm of the hand slightly...

That night they broke up badly, and Chen Jue put the amulet in the windbreaker pocket, but he didn't know it.Chen Jue has been blowing the amulet with a hair dryer in the bathroom, and he doesn't know it.

They were all discovered before the laundry.

Having lived together, Chen Jue remembered his habits.If he hadn't had such a habit, the note would not have remained, and he and Chen Jue would never have met again.

There is also a piece of paper in the amulet, the pen is vigorous and meticulous, and it doesn't look like Chen Jue's writing.

"Be healthy and live a long life."

Look no further than that.