Promised period

When Xia Tian quietly left, Song Ke also moved in with Chen Jue.

In fact, he was reluctant at first because it was too far away from the company.But Chen Nian couldn't stand Chen Nian's hard work, and after thinking about saving a rent, it would be good, so he finally agreed.

On the day of moving, the sun was shining brightly, and he dozed off all the way in the car with Xiao Jiu in his arms.

When I got to the gate, I was stopped by security guards and told them to open the door to enter.He didn't know, and he didn't prepare in advance, so he had to call Chen Jue.Chen Jue came to pick him up in a hurry, still wearing work clothes full of sawdust.

Seeing him, Song Ke burst out laughing.

"It's not over yet."

"It's almost there, soon." He took the flight case from Song Ke's hand, and Xiao Jiu glanced at him through the case, and after recognizing who it was, curled up and snored again.While waiting for the door to be fixed, he explained in a low voice: "The middle layer was installed upside down, and it took some time to remove it."

Director Chen is very good at talking about business and making friends, but he is not good at handicrafts. The activity park he bought for Xiaojiu has been working all afternoon and is still not finished.Song Ke smiled and said "Oh", and stood quietly with him under the eaves of the security room, in front of them were two warm and tall shadows, very close to each other.

After it was done, the security guard sent it out kindly. Chen Jue said "Thank you", and asked someone to move the things to the villa first, and then he and Song Ke walked back slowly along the lake.

"Brother will come over tomorrow."

Song Ke hadn't been notified beforehand, so Song Ke was a little surprised: "What are you here for? I don't know if the house can be cleaned up in a day, and it might be a mess by then."

When Chen Jue heard the word "home", he lowered his eyes and smiled: "Chen Nian invited, maybe he came to play cards."

Ever since he started on his birthday, Chen Nian has been fascinated by the leisure activity of playing cards.Usually Chen Jue doesn't like to play, and Song Ke doesn't come around often, so this time he finally seized the opportunity and of course he won't let it go easily.

Song Ke felt a headache, because Chen Nian played cards like a female general, and he didn't care if the hand was good or bad, so he called the dealer first.

It is really not easy to clean up when a whole family moves here.

At night, the two were so tired that their backs ached, they lay on the same bed, and watched the live broadcast of the Formula Championship with the projector on.

The cars of each team have different shapes, and the players are all unfamiliar foreign faces.While watching, Chen Jue explained to Song Ke in a low voice the new and old grievances between players and clubs, which was as familiar as Cheng Yian's talk about plants.It's a pity that the more Song Ke listened, the more sleepy she became, her head slowly drooped, and it didn't take long for her to fall on Chen Jue's shoulder.

I woke up in the middle of the night because there was a person on top of me.

There was no light or air conditioner turned on in the room, and the two of them were so close together that they were covered in sweat.Chen Jue was working silently, Song Ke had no choice but to tell him to stop first: "You turn on the air conditioner..."

"It's easy to catch a cold while driving."

He didn't let go, just kept going.But it didn't end after a while, Song Ke really couldn't bear it anymore, pushed him and he didn't move, like a mountain, the sweat on his face rolled down his neck, and his collarbone was wet, he still insisted on tasting it.Song Ke pinched his waist: "If you don't go, I will go. If I continue like this for a while, I should heat up."

And it was melted by someone's mouth, like a popsicle.

Chen Jue, however, only knows how to work hard, without any self-awareness of self-reflection, and he doesn't feel ashamed.

The air conditioner is turned on to 23 degrees, and the cold air is blowing to the ceiling, which is better than nothing anyway.When Song Ke walked back in the dark, Chen Jue reached out to catch him, pressed him gently and kissed him, the game tonight was still being replayed on the curtain, and the yellow-haired foreigner sprayed champagne at the camera.When Song Ke heard the familiar words, she glanced distractedly, but Chen Jue covered his eyes with his left hand and reminded him: "I'm kissing you, please concentrate."

Chen Jue's palm was wet and very damp, and Song Ke's eyelids were numb at the place burned by the smoke, and he had no strength to resist.

This night Song Ke was a little tired, sweated again, and took off naked in the middle of the night. Chen Jue didn't pay attention, and just woke up with a cold.

In the morning, he vaguely heard Chen Jue calling his name, and took his temperature with a thermometer.He weakly opened half of his eyes and asked, "What time is it?"

Chen Jue didn't allow him to talk too much, because his voice was completely hoarse, obviously he didn't scream too much last night.

Lying in the quilt, she was naked all the time, and she didn't have the strength to take care of so much.

Later, Chen Jue went down and came up again, holding a few pills for him to take.He leaned on Chen Jue to drink water in small sips, his throat felt dry and uncomfortably dry all the way to his stomach, no matter how much water he drank, he knew in his heart that he had a fever.Summer is always prone to heat and cold, but there is no need to make a special trip to the hospital, it just needs to be raised.

Lying in a daze for two or three hours, Chen Jue has been working on it and accompanying him, changing his towel every once in a while, wiping his body, and only going down to get him porridge at noon.

He reluctantly opened his eyes when he heard the door closing, sat up slowly, forced himself into a pajamas, and put an ice pack against his face, feeling much better.Just as he was about to stand up, the door opened, and Chen Jue walked quickly: "Why are you up?"

In fact, I can't get up.He just sat with his hands on the edge of the bed, and it was difficult to raise his head.Chen Jue knelt down in front of him, raised his face to talk to him, and asked him, "Does your forehead feel uncomfortable?"

There seems to be water in the head, it is chaotic and swollen, and I feel dizzy when I move a little.

"Do you want to eat, I brought porridge and fruit up."

"If you don't eat it, your mouth will be very bitter."

He pressed his forehead against Chen Jue's neck with his hot breath.Chen Jue frowned tightly, his face was particularly cloudy, and there was a look of self-blame mixed in it: "It's my fault."

"Ok?"

Feeling a big hand slowly rubbing his back, the palm was terribly hot, and he softened like a cartilaginous animal.

Until I heard Chen Jue say: "You used to be the same. If you stayed inside overnight, you would easily get sick. Maybe it's a physical problem."

He was stunned for a moment, his face turned red and then turned white, his bare feet stepped on the carpet, the fluffy material scratched the soles of his feet, his heart was hot and burning, he wished he could take a taxi to Antarctica immediately to get some ice.

I didn't know what to say to ease the atmosphere, so Weng Sheng changed the subject: "Is senior brother here?"

"Come here, Chen Nian is calling him, he's downstairs."

He thought about it, and felt that he should get up, and he couldn't continue lying like this.

It was only when I went downstairs that I noticed that Chen Jue's left index finger was wrapped in gauze, which he said was accidentally cut while cutting things.Aunt Gu is working downstairs. The air conditioner in the living room is blowing enough cold air. There are stacks of various fruits on the coffee table, and the drinks are served with ice cubes. Even Song Ke can't drink them all, and she has to wear long-sleeved trousers .

On the way, Chen Jue walked away to pour warm water. Aunt Gu told Song Ke quietly: "Just now he came down and wanted to cut lemons for you, but he accidentally cut his hand. I told him not to mess with him and he didn't listen. It just added to the chaos."

Song Ke was silent when she heard it, and even more so when she drank the warm lemonade, she only felt a little regret in her mouth.Later, when Chen Nian and the others came back from visiting the garden, they sat next to him drinking ice water and asked him if he was feeling better.

He said much better.

Cheng Yi'an didn't have much eyesight, so he opened his mouth and asked, "Why did you catch a cold? It looks serious, it must be because the air conditioner blows too hard at night." Chen Nian touched him with his elbow, but he didn't realize it yet: "What's the matter?" ?”

Fortunately, Aunt Gu came to deliver the oranges, which relieved this embarrassing scene.Chen Jue conveniently peeled one for Song Ke, not for any other reason, but just to let him add more vitamins, but Chen Nian teased him: "Brother, you didn't even say to peel one for me, you are biased."

Aunt Gu on the side smiled and said: "Xiao Nian, you only talk about your brother. Your brother should be considerate of Song Ke, how about you? Such a good girl doesn't want to find a boyfriend. If she finds a boyfriend, she still worries about no one to support her." Do you peel the orange?"

Song Ke only regretted that she couldn't find a crack in the ground to get in.Chen Nian was also inexplicably startled, his usually powerful mouth was out of order for a moment, and his eyes drooped as if a little embarrassed: "Why didn't I look for it, but I haven't found it for a while. Auntie, if you rush me like this, I will go outside and look for it." One, let alone a boyfriend, it's not difficult to bring a husband back, regardless of whether he is a cat or a dog, good or bad."

Aunt Gu knew she was joking, so she smiled and didn't answer, but Cheng Yi'an didn't say anything for a while, as if the words had poked him in some sore spot.

After dinner, Cheng Yi'an still didn't speak much.

Because it was the first time he came here as a guest, he was very unfamiliar with everything around him, especially for the financial resources of the Chen family, this was the first time he had an intuitive understanding.Chen Nian took him to the garden for hospitality, because he knew that he liked flowers and plants, but he didn't know the weeding machine in the corner, the circulating water treatment specially installed for the swimming pool, and even the basement. It is also the first time I have seen a private pool table and squash room.There was only the pot of orchids randomly placed in the corner of the garden. Not only did he know it, but he also knew that it was very precious. Ordinary families would not have the money or leisure to grow it.

After dinner, Aunt Gu had to go out for something, and there were only four of them left in the house.Song Ke talked with Cheng Yi'an and the others in the living room for a while, and when she came back to her senses, she realized that she hadn't seen Chen Jue for a while, so she got up to look for him.

It turned out that Chen Jue was washing dishes in the kitchen.

There are not too many bowls for five people. Although there is a dishwasher, he doesn't use it very well, because he hardly does it himself at home.There was a lot of foam floating in the pool. He put on plastic gloves and stretched it in to clean it. His movements were methodical, but slow.In fact, as long as he is willing, he can do many things well.

Because of his height, he needs to arch his back slightly. Later, he may get tired of bowing, so he straightened his back and moved a little while washing the bowl before continuing.The part of his waist next to the pool was wet with a small piece, which stuck to his lower abdomen, making his waist appear thinner.Bending over, half of the face is hidden in the shadow of the light, and the outline is silent and solid.

Song Ke saw him like this at the door, and for some reason, she really wanted to hug him, so she went over to hug him.

His face was pressed against his back, the temperature was not low, and his spine protruded like a ridge.

Chen Jue didn't look back, but raised the corner of his mouth: "Stand farther away, be careful of splashing water."

Probably because she just drank the medicine, Song Ke is still not very strong, her body is close to her body, she only feels willing to rely on this person, and does not feel that she is weak.

In the past, he always relied on himself in everything, both in work and in life, because he was used to it.After getting to know Chen Jue, there is such a person beside me.Chen Jue is used to buying breakfast for him, used to waiting for him to go home, used to lean to his side when opening an umbrella, and used to put down his face and apologize when quarreling.In fact, Chen Jue doesn't have to do this, because Song Ke can take care of herself, but Chen Jue is willing to do anything for him.

He refused to let go, so Chen Jue had to stop temporarily, took off his gloves and turned around.

Song Ke raised her face and asked for a kiss, Chen Jue kissed him for a while, her palm slipped through the hem of her pajamas, and her waist was still hot when she touched it.Just as he was about to take it back, his hand was fixed.

Lifting her head, Song Ke kissed him deeply, intertwining her fingers, feeling a little dizzy in her mind.Chen Jue supported his waist with one hand and his back with the other, and kissed him so forgetfully that he didn't even notice the two people outside the door coming and going.

It wasn't until he walked out of the hospital that Cheng Yi'an heaved a sigh of relief in embarrassment and helplessness.

Chen Nian was very calm.

"It's nothing, what do you say?" She looked at him.

After a while, he nodded: "Yes, people who love each other are actually the same, nothing more than this."

The two walked slowly to the lake, he held the mosquito spray for her, she stopped and sprayed it a few times.

The way she bends down is very beautiful, as written in the poem, the most is the gentleness of bowing her head, like a water lotus flower that cannot withstand the cool breeze.There is a bit of sadness in the tenderness, because the second half of the sentence is, "Treasure."

After walking around half a circle, he finally asked her, "What kind of boyfriend do you want to find? I'll help you pay attention."

She joked with him: "I won't tell you."

He also laughed: "I can guess without telling you, your ideal type must be like your brother."

When she heard it, she raised her head in surprise, and denied it dumbfoundingly: "What nonsense are you talking about? Who said my ideal type is my brother."

"Who is that?"

"It's Song Ke."

This time it was his turn to be surprised.

The wind by the lake is humid and has a fishy smell of pool water, but it is very comfortable to blow on the face.She rolled up a strand of long hair that was blown by the wind, raised her face quietly, and confessed openly: "Really, I didn't lie to you."

A car beside me turned around an arc and drove slowly towards the depths of the courtyard, leaving behind only a faint trace of taillights.Cheng Yi'an looked at her with some confusion, she smiled at him and said, "Isn't it strange?"

He hurriedly defended: "I didn't mean that..."

She smiled and turned her head to walk towards the shade of the scattered branches, and did not explain to him again why she regarded Song Ke as her ideal type.

I always remember that when I met Song Ke for the first time, he gave himself a silk scarf as a gift, and prepared a few books for my stepmother, tied with kraft paper and carried in his hand, with a thin hemp rope.He looks reserved and bookish, and very calm, which is completely different from his brother's outgoing and outgoing.

When he left that day, his brother chased after him, but he never looked back.At that time, she was still young, and she only thought he had a personality, but after getting along for a long time, she realized that it was not a personality, but a bone.

She always admired Song Ke quietly and never told him.This kind of appreciation does not involve the personal relationship between men and women. It is like a soft lotus arrow admiring the tough bamboo. One day, I imagine that I can be like him, shaking green jade branches in the wind, relying on each other like a gentleman, and relying on each other in every place.