Promised period

No one has ever told Song Ke that Chen Jue is such a trustworthy person, and if he gave him time, he really didn't bother him again.

After working all day as usual, Song Ke woke up at dawn on Friday.I couldn't sleep with my eyes open, so I simply got up, washed, dressed and went to work in the company.

Unexpectedly, the road was very smooth, and it was only 07:30 when I sat in front of the computer.

It's better to be early, just in time to go out and eat a big breakfast.Although I stumbled across the wrong road halfway, I was lucky to drink delicious soy milk and eat freshly fried fried dough sticks.I just don't know why, but I still feel hungry on the way back to the company, and my stomach seems to be empty, and I can't fill it no matter how much I fill it.

Later, seeing that it was still very early, he cleaned the inside and outside of the office again.When I went to the bookshelf, I saw a professional book, it was brand new, the girdle was still there, but there was a layer of dust on the packaging.After thinking about it for a long time, I remembered that I bought it online last month, and I didn't have time to give it to Chen Jue.

Many things are like this, and they are forgotten after procrastination.

At noon, I went to the cafeteria to eat with Cheng Yi'an, because it was Friday, and my colleagues sat next to them to discuss where to go on the weekend.

One said that he wanted to send his child to an enlightenment class, but thinking about it felt boring and a headache.The unmarried person next to him shook his head, saying that it was because of these trivial matters that he had never dared to get married and have children, fearing that his life would only be left with daily necessities.

But the man waved his hand: "I'm just complaining. If you meet the right person and get married, it will be a matter of course, and the daily necessities are not so terrible. For example, I am now, I work all day and come home, just lie on my wife's bed Talk to her on my lap, listen to her hurt me a few times, laugh a few times, and there will be no hard work."

Everyone around shouted sourly, Song Ke and Cheng Yi listened quietly, unconsciously smiling, for such an ordinary but rare love.

Later, Song Ke lowered her head and fiddled with the green vegetables with the tip of her chopsticks, as if trying to count how many there were.Cheng Yi'an asked him: "Have you quarreled with Chen Jue again?"

He was silent.

Back in the office, I took a quiet nap alone, and had a whole dream during the period.

Dreaming of the typhoon, Chen Jue braved the heavy rain to find Xiaojiu for him at his original residence. His hair and clothes were soaked, his shoes were filled with mud, and his lips were purple from the cold.Xiao Jiu hid deep in the grass, watching him vigilantly, but he squatted there and opened his arms to it: "Come here, be good."

It's a pity that Xiao Jiu didn't know him, and his sharp claws scratched him until his hands were covered in blood.He had lost a lot of weight, his cheeks were pale and sunken, and he was shivering from the cold, but his face was tense and joyful.He said, "Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you, I just want to take you home."

Why is he so crazy.

Song Ke turned over in her dream and curled up into the corner of the sofa.It didn't take long to dream that they used to take the subway, such a long way, from the starting station to the penultimate station, stop and go, stop and go.I leaned on his shoulder to doze off, and he didn't move, as stable as a wooden stake.There is still a long way to go after getting off the subway, there are electric poles and high-voltage lines everywhere, in the dark wilderness, it seems that the road will never end, and there will never be a way to return home...

On the way, he always talked a lot, and said to Song Ke with a smile: "I haven't eaten enough this afternoon, can I cook some noodles tonight?" "How much money is left in the salary card? I don't know, I don't care about money. "Accompany me to look at the car on weekends? Don't buy it, really don't buy it, just look at it."

They used to have a home, although the house is no longer there, but Chen Jue is still there.It was just such a simple request, why didn't he agree to it?

The corners of Song Ke's eyes were still wet when she was patted awake, she hurriedly got up to wipe it off, and saw Cheng Yi'an standing in front of her nervously.

"What happened?"

"Song Ke..."

On the screen of the mobile phone was a piece of midday news, with a well-proportioned male anchor in the center of the screen, with a standard broadcast tone and a formulaic sitting posture.

"The following is a breaking news. At [-] o'clock this morning Beijing time, the three-day Grand Canyon Autocross Rally encountered a serious accident on the sixth stage. A team support car collided with three open competition cars. It has been confirmed that a total of two drivers were unfortunately killed, and several others were injured to varying degrees and are receiving treatment in a nearby hospital. Due to the rapid fire at the scene of the accident and the relatively remote location, when the ambulance arrived..."

Song Ke was stunned for a moment, looked up at Cheng Yi'an, and forgot to stand up.

Cheng Yi'an asked in a low voice, "Is this what Chen Jue participated in?"

Everything around seemed to suddenly darken, and it became quiet, and nothing could be heard, only his serious expression and voice remained.

It took a few seconds to react, but no one listened to the phone call, and the phone was always turned off.Song Ke pressed the wrong key several times, and her forehead was throbbing before she got up.

Cheng Yi'an said: "Don't panic, there are so many people participating in the competition, it may not be that he had an accident, maybe he is busy with other things."

At noon in midsummer, the sun was so strong that people were dizzy, and as soon as I stood in front of the window, I was greeted with dazzling light.Song Ke began to feel hypoxic, and her lips gradually turned white, but her expression seemed a little numb, as if she was being pulled by a string, and she kept making phone calls all the time.

He called Chen Jue, and Cheng Yi'an called Chen Nian. The line was busy all the time, and it took nearly 10 minutes to get through.Chen Nian's voice was tense, and he said directly before they asked, "I haven't contacted my brother yet, the phone is turned off."

"then you--"

Just halfway through the conversation, the phone was snatched by Song Ke: "Have you contacted the organizer yet?"

"The secretary is calling, but I haven't got through yet."

The blood vessels are constantly tearing and hurting, and the throat is so dry that it is about to smoke.Repeatedly dialing the most familiar number, there are only beeps in my ears, but it sounds like thunder and rain, feeling in a hurry.

In my heart, apart from regret, I still regret it. I knew that I should go with him. If the two of them are together, there is no need to be afraid of what happens, even if they die together?

It's better than being separated by a thousand kilometers like this now, where there's nothing to do but wait.

The whole afternoon returned to the state of constant panic, until at three o'clock Chen Nian suddenly called to say that the organizer had answered, that Chen Jue was not on the injured list, and that Chen Jue did not go to this rally at all.

He signed up, but didn't sign in, let alone play.

So where did he go and why didn't he answer the phone?

He rushed to the airport non-stop, and Song Ke was already out of breath when he arrived at the service desk.It was also at this time that I realized that I was not even qualified to check Chen Jue's flight.

"Who are you? Have you brought his ID?"

He moved his mouth and was speechless, only to realize that he was not someone from Chen Jue.

Just tell the story as it is.The other party was also very understanding and sympathetic, and told him regretfully after checking: "Your friend did buy this flight, but he didn't board the plane in the end, and he didn't change to another ticket."

how so.

Mingming sent Chen Jue to the airport all the way, and before leaving, Chen Jue even kissed him.He didn't go to the competition and didn't change his destination, so where would Chen Jue go? Is he still in Linjiang?

Anxiously calling Chen Nian, she and Cheng Yi'an called Chen Jue's friends one by one, and searched everywhere they could, but there was no trace.

It was getting dark slowly.

The silent and deep sky covered the earth like a black box, stuffy and hot, and it was impossible to breathe.After less than three hours of searching, Song Ke was about to become dehydrated. She was leaning against the back seat of the taxi with the window open, and the wind was blowing hot and sharp on her face, and she could barely open her eyes...

It was Aunt Zhao who saved him in the end.

"Song Ke, are you back? I heard movement upstairs."

After receiving this text message, he went straight to the bus stop without taking anything, only his mobile phone and wallet.

The moment I got on the bus, I still felt uneasy, worried that it was not Chen Jue but someone else, an intermediary, a cleaner, or someone else who had a key.He kept scaring himself, because he couldn't let it go if he didn't see Chen Jue.

It was almost ten o'clock when we got downstairs in the old house, and I had never been back so late before.

Walking into the gate, a crescent moon hangs far away in the sky, illuminating the bumpy ground like water.Walk forward for about 50 meters, bypass a flower bed overgrown with weeds, turn right again, and walk to the deepest and highest part of the courtyard wall. There is an open space, which is where my father parked his taxi before.

Thinking of that time, it was also such a big and bright moon, he kept guarding at the entrance of the corridor, his hands and feet were so cold that he waited for his father.After Dad parked the car, he staggered towards him, leaving a series of deep and shallow footprints in the snow.As usual, he clenched his hands tightly. Dad's hands were not only cold, but also wet and slippery with blood.

It was also that day that he suddenly felt afraid, afraid that one day he would lose his father.

Today that feeling of fear is back.

There is no light in the corridor. When he went upstairs, he took out his mobile phone to light it. The two sides were damp and narrow, and there was dust everywhere. It was a small advertisement that was pasted on a new layer before it was removed in time, and it was dirty shoe soles.

It’s still the same house that didn’t have a security door. The dilapidated wooden door has mottled red paint, revealing the ugly wood inside.There was no light in the crack of the door, and no one came to open it after knocking for a long time.

Subconsciously, he thought he didn't have the key, so he sat on the steps and waited.

It's cold under the body, and the moon is behind.He spread his legs and leaned on his elbows, his back arched deeply, like a tired shrimp, because he really had no strength left.

What if I called Chen Jue the night before yesterday?Maybe Chen Jue wasn't so disheartened at that time and hadn't turned off the phone yet.What if the company agreed to marry Chen Jue that day?After suffering for so long, is it possible to love others besides Chen Jue in this life?Just tell yourself, and you don't believe it.

Thinking about it further, if at the time of separation, when Chen Jue took out the ring and begged himself to change his mind, how good would it be to tell the whole truth about the matter?I have made Chen Jue so miserable...even, even when Chen Jue proposed to him for the first time, how good would it be if he agreed directly?Why do you always have to worry about this, worry about that, worry that it won't last long, worry that you won't get the understanding of your family.

Obviously love is only Chen Jue, just love this person, why should you blame him for the mistakes made by others?

He lowered his head and suddenly remembered the passage he had heard on the phone.

"I want to go to the office I rented back then, to see the place where I proposed to you, and to go home to see the swans in the neighborhood. I remember you said you haven't seen it, so I'll take a look for you. I still have to go to your hometown. In fact, it’s nothing to do. I just walk around and kill the whole day. Without you by my side, I will go and see, see our past, and see how you grow up Sit in the same chair you used to sit in, sleep in the place where you used to live."

It turned out that Chen Jue had told him long ago that he should come here to look for it, but he had been ignoring it all the time.

When no one came back until very late, I remembered that I had the key, which was in the mezzanine of the wallet.In the mood of giving it a try, I didn't expect the door lock to open with a click.

He stood blankly at the door, touched the light and pressed it down, and thought for a moment that he had gone to the wrong place.

Everything in the house is different from before. The humble home in the past has been redecorated. Although the area is compact, the style is very warm.The floor is covered with the most common wooden floor, and there is a wall-mounted TV on the wall. The size of the three-seater cloth sofa is exactly the width of the wall, plus a sheep round stool for legs, which feels good to the touch.A towering cat climbing frame is installed in the corner, and cat food bowls, drinking fountains and vacuum cleaners are placed underneath.

The bed in the bedroom is a double bed, and a row of simple wardrobes are made on the wall, with a few pieces of Chen Jue's clothes hanging inside.Song Ke's feet were stiff, and it took a while before she walked to the bed and carefully looked at the two things on the cabinet.

The same is a photo of the two of them together, the one I saw in the apartment.The other is a model taxi with a yellow and white body, which looks very similar to the ones my father drove before. I don't know where Chen Jue got it.

Song Ke sat on the edge of the bed and rested, her body seemed to be wrapped in a warm towel, and the curled up corners were stretched out.

My heart is also settled at once.

Chen Jue has been here before, left again, and took his suitcase with him, so he probably won't come back tonight, and he won't see him.But there was no fear in my heart.Because as he walked, he found that no matter where he went, Chen Jue would be waiting for him in front.

Song Ke felt like a clumsy snail, moving forward inch by inch following Chen Jue's footsteps, always a step behind.

He slept in the bedroom at night, the curtains were not drawn, just wide open.In the middle of the night, I opened the refrigerator and drank a can of drinks. As if I had a heart-to-heart connection, I got back to bed and the phone rang.

He was startled when he saw Chen Jue's name, the sparkling water he had just drank came back from his stomach, his nose and eyes were sore.

"Song Ke." Chen Jue's voice was very low.

He didn't answer.

"My sister said you were looking for me."

His tone was a little tense, probably because he was afraid that he would get angry.He was indeed angry, so he kept refusing to speak.

Chen Jue was silent for a long time before smiling: "I fell down today."

He finally asked, "What happened?"

"Careless when moving things."

Thinking of the last time Chen Jue fell down in the bathroom, his eyes could not see for a while, and there was no one to help, he suddenly became nervous.Chen Jue said, "It's a good thing you're not here."

He froze for a moment: "Why?"

"I broke the phone, and I was going to give it to you on Monday."

There was a sudden silence on the phone, only the slight wind was making noise.He heard Chen Jue try his best to hide his frustration: "Song Ke, is this God's will? We can't always be together well."

He choked up for a while and couldn't speak immediately, so Chen Jue smiled again: "I'm talking nonsense. Don't bother me, you go to bed early."

"and many more!"

He hurriedly stopped him, sat cross-legged on the bed, and saw several mosquito bites on his legs, which were red and swollen, making him uncomfortable, but he missed Chen Jue even more in his heart.

In order to make a phone call with him, Chen Juehui walked up the mountain regardless of his body, and was bitten by insects and his legs were bruised.In order to reassure him, Chen Juehui would call him even when he was so disheartened, just to tell him that he was safe and not let him miss it.Chen Jue has never changed, he is persistent and crazy.

Chen Jue called him: "Song Ke?"

He thought for a long time, and finally said: "I have heard all the words on the phone, it doesn't matter if it is broken. You said you would buy me a massage chair, and you said that I would call you when it is convenient, didn't you?"

Chen Jue was probably too surprised and didn't make a sound.

"I've heard it all, and I remember it all, Chen Jue." Song Ke took a soft breath, "If it's God's will, at least we still have memories."

It's God's will, especially for them.Walking on thin ice for three years, I thought that all the hardships and hardships have come, but in fact, the torture has just begun.In the following two years, Song Ke lived in darkness, and there was only one thing that supported him, that is, one day Chen Jue would be able to remember.

For the two of them, being able to remember each other is already a great comfort.