Promised period

It was already very late when I returned to Linjiang on Sunday. As lively as a city is during the day, it is as lonely as dusk.Sitting in a taxi, Song Ke looked at the little orange lights outside the window, and saw countless cars lined up on the viaduct waiting to go home, moving slowly and alone, and suddenly felt missing in her heart.

He misses home, his father, and Chen Jue.

The next day at the company, Cheng Yi'an made an appointment to have dinner together, and Song Ke said that she already had an appointment.

When I drove home after get off work, I didn't intend to make it too grand, just treat it with a normal heart.In the end, somehow, I still wore the most expensive suit and the most expensive pair of shoes.

There are several Marriotts in the urban area, and the one Chen Jue booked is in the city center, facing the river beach.

Evenings on weekdays are very congested, and Song Ke is still too late to hurry.Stopping at the door, the second-hand Guangben was particularly shabby against the backdrop of this magnificent place. Fortunately, the waiter did not treat it differently, and still greeted it immediately: "Do you have a reservation?"

"Mr. Chen decided."

The other party obviously waited for him here on purpose, and quickly led him to the observation elevator next to him, and swiped his card to reach the top floor.

On the way, Song Ke asked, "Is Mr. Chen here?"

"It was here an hour ago."

The elevator went up quickly, and the bright night view outside was like a canvas, with a panoramic view of the whole city, and pearl-like buildings strung together by the river.Song Ke stood quietly, her heart was as open and bright as the night, and she took out the things in her purse after a while: "Please do me a favor."

When he reached the top floor, the elevator door opened, but the outside was different from what he had imagined.

There is no transparent glass dome, no piano, no candlelight, the whole dining area is very elegantly decorated, many clean lotus arrows stand gracefully in the slender vases, which is quiet and extraordinarily warm.

Although there was more than one table, there was only one person in the room, a lonely Chen Jue sitting by the floor-to-ceiling windows.Song Ke slowed down, seeing that Chen Jue was thinking with his head down, she called him softly: "Chen Jue."

Chen Juejing raised her head after a moment, her shoulders sank slightly, as if she had suddenly dropped some heavy stone.Then he got up to pull the chair for Song Ke, and it seemed that his legs and feet were still a little uncomfortable when walking.Song Ke walked over quickly and touched his hand: "I'll do it myself."

The back of his hand is very cold, maybe he has waited too long without moving.

"Is the road blocked?"

"It's okay." Song Ke put the suit jacket on the back of the chair, "It's been a long time."

"No, I just arrived."

After finishing speaking, he called the waiter to pour water, just leaving time for Song Ke to observe him.I haven't seen him for four days, his appearance has not changed, but there is a light blue color under his eyes, I don't know if he didn't sleep well.

He turned his head and accidentally met Song Ke's eyes. Song Ke retracted his chin and pursed the corners of his mouth slightly.

"Thank you for coming today." Chen Jue's tone became strange for some reason.

"Thank you..." Song Ke looked at him, but he smiled lonely and didn't speak.

"What shall we eat?"

"I ordered a few things, you can see if you want to add them."

Song Ke quietly flipped through the menu from beginning to end, and finally landed on the dessert page with her fingertips: "Add a velvet cake." And asked for a bottle of red wine for the first time.

"I remember that you didn't like sweets or drink before."

"I just want to change the taste suddenly."

While waiting for the food, the two sat silently, neither knowing what to say to each other.I haven't seen the two of them for four days and they haven't become strangers, it's just that their mood has changed, so they seem a little cautious instead.

As soon as the red wine came, Song Ke drank half of the glass first, but Chen Jue stopped him: "Drink slowly, and eat some food first."

But he wiped his lips, shook his head slightly, and smiled at Chen Jue: "It's okay, it doesn't matter if I drink too much with you here."

Just this little smile fixed Chen Jue there, unable to move for a long time.

For safety reasons, the windows on the top floor cannot be opened, and soon Song Ke began to sweat from the heat.Chen Jue saw that his cheeks were slightly red, and asked him, "Should I ask them to turn up the air conditioner?"

Instead of answering, he raised his eyes and asked Chen Jue: "Where have you been these two days?"

Chen Jue was stunned: "I walked around, but I didn't go to any special place. Is there any urgent business in the company these days?"

"There's nothing urgent, I'm just—"

Just as he was about to continue speaking, the waiter came to serve the dishes again, so he had to stop silently.After the waiter left, Chen Jue asked, "Just what?"

He stopped talking.

Knee to knee, the table is not wide, so the distance is actually very close.Chen Jue kept looking into his eyes, waiting for him to say something, but he looked down at the light refracted by the wall of the cup, and swallowed the already typed manuscript.

A look of disappointment appeared in Chen Jue's eyes: "Let's eat first."

The knife and fork made a tinkling sound when they touched the porcelain plate. The two ate their own food, and neither of them spoke easily. Until later, Song Ke drank half a glass of red wine by herself.

Chen Jue kept blocking him at first, but later saw that he insisted, so he just sat beside him silently.Gradually, Song Ke's forehead became heavy, and she leaned over to lean on his shoulder.

"Chen Jue."

The cheeks of the two were very close, but Chen Jue didn't turn his head: "Huh?"

In the dim light, Song Ke raised her eyes and stared at his nose, eyes, lips, Adam's apple, all the familiar places, as if she missed this person so much after four days apart, and couldn't get enough of it.

No one has ever bothered them.

Song Ke was drunk, and breathed out slightly: "Did you book the venue?"

"Ah."

"What do you want to say to me?"

Chen Jue finally turned his face to the side and looked at him intently: "I want to hear from you."

Song Ke showed a part of her collarbone, her tattoos were faintly visible, and she looked lively, but Chen Jue didn't think anything wrong.All he could think about was guessing what kind of answer he would get tonight.

But Song Ke seemed to be torturing him deliberately, and kept refusing to give him a good time.After eating and drinking, he still talked about him: "Did you bring cigarettes?"

Chen Jue's body was slightly stiff: "Do you want to smoke?"

"Yeah." Song Ke closed her eyes, intentionally hiding her emotions, "I want to smoke one."

"It's in the car, I'll get it for you."

After Chen Jue left, Song Ke barely propped up her jaw, and beckoned to the waiter: "Please serve the cake."

The waiter nodded at him politely and professionally.

After a while, the cake arrived, palm-sized, the most common style in five-star hotels, nothing new.

Later, when Chen Jue came back, he saw Song Ke from afar.Song Ke propped up her side cheeks, silently facing a small red velvet cake, her back looked preoccupied.

Chen Jue took a deep breath, remembering that it was the same when he first met him. He was sitting alone under the steps, staring at the computer screen in distress, unable to think of an optimal solution for a long time.

After tonight, don't pester him again, Chen Jue thought.

In fact, Song Ke can smoke, but she has been smoking less.The two sat together like this tonight, he leaned against the back of the chair, picked up the cigarette and lighter, and lit it after a while.

The hazy flame was held in his hand, a little red light leaked from between his fingers, and it was moving with every leap.His smoking posture is different from Chen Jue's. Chen Jue is proficient, but he is unfamiliar.But also because of this unfamiliarity, he didn't put on airs at all, but instead had a kind of pure gentleness and elegance, which made people addicted after a long time.

Chen Jue looked at him, watching him smoke with his eyes half closed, a thin layer of smoke surrounded him, feeling very close and far away.

He turned his face to ask Chen Jue: "Why don't you smoke?"

The demeanor is exactly the same as when we first met.

Chen Jue finally confessed: "Quit."

He moved his lips in surprise, but he understood after a while.Instead, he held the cigarette in his hand and made it burn quietly: "Actually, you don't have to change for me."

Chen Jue said, "I just want to stay with you for a little longer."

After listening to it, he was silent for a long while, and silently pinched out the cigarette, leaving the cigarette butt at the bottom of the transparent glass.He turned around and kissed Chen Jue without saying hello.

Pressed on the back of the chair by him, Chen Jue seemed a little passive for a moment, and then slowly regained consciousness and hugged his waist, deepening the kiss straight away.

The waiter in the distance retreated silently.

Chen Jue raised her neck, and Song Ke turned around and straddled his lap not long after, closing her eyes and kissing him more and more passionately.Then there was a creaking sound, and it was Song Ke who reached out and pushed the table behind him away so that he could sit more comfortably.

Chen Jue felt that Song Ke was too enthusiastic, so he pulled him away after a while, saw the silver thread on his lips, wiped it with his hand, and reminded him in a low voice: "What are you doing? This is outside."

"I know."

After the simple three words, there was another violent attack.Chen Jue was even breathing a little hastily, so he could only support his buttocks, for fear that he would fall off his lap.The tobacco on Song Ke's body was dry, soft and fragrant, and the red wine was slightly intoxicating. Everything made Chen Jue addicted, and he had no time to think. He could only kiss his lips deeply and long to absorb the nutrients in his mouth.

I don't know how long it took before Song Ke seemed to wake up. She pushed Chen Jue away slightly absent-mindedly, and slowly stroked his fingers on his Adam's apple, like a temptation and a punishment.Chen Jue had blazing fire in his eyes, and his chest was still heaving violently, but he tried his best to restrain his thoughts of wanting to continue, and asked in a hoarse voice, "What happened tonight?"

Actually nothing.

Song Ke pressed her forehead between his collarbones, panting in a low voice: "I just miss you."

After finally getting out of the vortex of losing Chen Jue, she was both fortunate to survive the catastrophe and relieved to accept her own heart, but Song Ke was not good at dictating her own heart, so she had to use actions to explain the problem.

Chen Jue gently pushed him up: "Are you drunk, are you feeling uncomfortable? Do you want to eat more?"

Only then did Song Ke realize that there was still business to be done, and got off him with blushing cheeks, and Chen Jue moved the table back to its original position.

"What do you want to eat? I'll order a fruit platter."

"No need." Song Ke grabbed his hand that was about to raise, and signaled him to sit down, "Let's eat some cake."

"You eat, I have no appetite."

Song Ke's lips tightened and then loosened: "You eat too."

Chen Jue was still very dull: "You eat it, I won't eat it."

Song Ke had no choice but to show her face, leaned over and pressed his lips again: "It must not be unpalatable, you should give it a try anyway."

How could Chen Jue refuse such a gentle attitude?Finally disarmed and surrendered: "Okay."

Picking up the knife and fork, I really didn't have much appetite, I just cut off the corner, gave Song Ke a piece, and took a symbolic taste for myself.The craftsmanship of the chefs here is quite good. The red velvet cake has a very dense texture and a thin layer of shredded coconut on the surface. It will have a light cheese taste in your mouth.

Taste a second bite and get a firm thing.

Seeing his expression, Song Ke put down her fork.

He took what was in his mouth, and it was a ring covered in cream.While in a trance, Song Ke lowered her head and took it away, wiped it clean with a napkin and held it in the palm of her hand.

"Don't ask, don't ask anything."

Song Ke changed her usual calm demeanor, her voice sounded a little trembling, and the color of red wine appeared in her ears.Holding that ring is like holding a heart. If it is heavy, I am afraid it will be broken, and if it is light, I am afraid of losing it. I don't know what to do.Chen Jue stared at him in disbelief, and he looked away.

"Chen Jue, during this period of time, I often wonder if we are too selfish. After going through so many things, we still have to be together. All the hatred in the past has been wiped out. Will the spirit of our parents in heaven forgive us?"

Chen Jue took a breath and wanted to say something, but Song Ke hurriedly pressed the back of his hand on the table to prevent him from interrupting herself.

"But then I thought, what if it's selfish? We didn't hurt anyone, we just wanted some time for the two of us."

"Song Ke—"

"Listen to me, listen to me... Before you asked me what I asked for on New Year's Day, and I said I didn't ask for anything. That was a lie. In fact, I knelt outside the temple gate for a long time that day. I don't know those people The god said, I said God is above, forgive me for being a selfish person, forgive me for not thinking about you like Chen Nian, I hope you will think of it, remember that the person you love is me, not Zhong Wenting or anything else Who, it's me, I spent those three years with you, why should I give you up to others? I swore to them, I said that as long as you think about it, I will pay whatever price , even if you hate me, it doesn't matter, if you suffer, I will suffer, if you hate me, I will make you hate, whatever is fine, I just can't live that kind of life without you..."

He spoke incoherently, hurriedly and slowly, and suddenly lay down on the table when he said this.

"Song Ke?"

Chen Jue hugged him, feeling that his whole body was trembling, as if he could no longer bear it before venting it.He held the ring tightly with both hands, pressing it under his body for fear of losing it, even if Chen Jue went to get it, he would not let go.

"Song Ke."

"Listen to me, listen to me..." He said in a hasty voice with tears in his voice, "but I regret it now. You think of me and I don't think it's enough. I know I shouldn't, but I just don't want to let you go What should I do? I just don't want to let go of your hand."

Having said all this, his courage was exhausted, and he felt uncontrollably sad.Chen Jue pulled him into his arms, trying to make him raise his head but couldn't. His body was limp, lying on the table, grasping the ring weakly.

The waiter came over and asked in a low voice if he needed help. Chen Jue waved his hand to make people leave, and then put his coat on Song Ke, guarding him with turbid breathing, his heart ached and soft, which could not be described in words.

Later, Song Ke fell asleep in a daze, and didn't have time to say anything else.But in fact, there is no need to say anything, Chen Jue has already understood.

Chen Jue put on the ring, carried the man on his back, and took the stairs steadily down the stairs.

Looking back at Song Ke halfway, Song Ke was sleeping soundly on his shoulder, but the corners of her eyes were still slightly wet.

"Song Ke?"

Outside is a huge city, bustling and lonely at night.Song Ke turned her face to the side of his neck, her breath pressed against him, but she still didn't wake up.Chen Jue felt that he had already received a response, as if calling Song Ke in his heart, Song Ke said: "I am here, I will not leave."