Promised period

Maybe Chen Jue was holding a grudge, since Song Ke refused to accompany him in that rally, he never asked for any travel.So the two of them haven't been anywhere throughout the autumn and winter this year.

Although they didn't deliberately tell anyone, the relationship between the two was gradually known by colleagues.Song Ke couldn't figure it out at first, but then Cheng Yi'an told him: "Like you and Chen Jue, who never keep a social distance and stick together like conjoined twins wherever you go, it's hard for people not to know, right?"

Song Ke recalled it, and it seemed to be true.

He and Chen Jue never separated the two corners when taking the elevator, but stood shoulder to shoulder.I don’t like to sit at the table when I eat takeaway in the office. I just squeeze to make ends meet at the coffee table. Sometimes Chen Jue will subconsciously pick up the dishes that are about to fall off.

But if he knew it, he knew it, and he didn't think about hiding it.

After two snowfalls, Linjiang is gradually full of New Year flavor.The family planned to spend this Spring Festival in a mediocre way, so they didn't make any grand arrangements, it's just that the dishes were prepared more abundantly than usual.

When I got up early in the morning, Chen Nian went to the supermarket and bought two large bags of window grilles and blessings to cover the house, whether it is the gate, door or window, "the person who sees it has a share".Guessing that Song Ke and the others should get up in the morning, she ran upstairs with a smile on her face and asked them to paste up the two glass windows in the bedroom.

"Don't post it crookedly." After carefully instructing, he exited, and quietly closed the door behind him.

Song Ke held it upside down to look at the huge character of blessing, and then smiled at Chen Jue through the strokes: "I learned paper-cutting once in handicraft class when I was young. In the class, the teacher took us to cut the round blessings." Chinese character." He drew a circle with his hand, "It's about this big. I brought it home after class, and my dad praised me for cutting it well, and kept it until the Chinese New Year, saving a small amount of money."

Chen Jue stretched out his hand to peel off the word "Fu", and felt that his flushed face and messy hair looked really good when he just woke up, so he couldn't resist kissing him.

"I didn't brush my teeth," he said.

"I didn't either, so I don't suffer." Chen Jue kissed again for a while.

After dressing up and going downstairs, Aunt Gu was already very busy. She made steamed buns and dumplings, and made small fish rice cakes stuffed with red bean paste, which were neatly placed on the steamer.

"Brother, look, auntie is having a meeting with staple food." Chen Nian sat in the corner choosing vegetables, smiled and raised his head to wink at his brother, "Feed us like pigs."

Song Ke walked over: "Auntie, I'll help you too."

Aunt Gu was very happy: "Okay, why don't you roll the skin for me, I've divided the doses."

This job is not difficult for him, if Chen Jue is not around to make trouble.There was no extra rolling pin, so Chen Jue used a plastic wrap tube instead. The rolled out skins were either square or rectangular. It was rare that an oval one was broken. Song Ke sighed and shook his head.

"You go out and sit, and you won't be able to help me any more. There's not enough flour..."

"No, I can learn."

Chen Nian complained: "I'm still learning. When I was young, my brother couldn't even braid my hair well, which caused me to be laughed at by teachers and classmates all the time at school. Later, when I was older, I learned pen calligraphy. Five children in the compound could count He is the worst in writing, the least serious in his studies, and mischievous at the teacher's house all day long, and my father often beats him with a belt."

Song Ke looked at him and said in a low voice, "Clumsy."

Chen Jue just laughed and did not argue.

At night, the family watched the New Year's Eve, the moon outside the window was bright and clear, and the snow was like fine grains of sand.

A former college roommate called to greet Chen Nian. She was lying on her back in a corner of the sofa, chatting to the other end of her phone.

"It's great, I gave birth to such a cute milk doll after not seeing you for a year, look at this little foot, it's not as big as my palm..."

Song Ke and Chen Jue were also looking at their mobile phones, but instead of chatting, they were sending out red envelopes in the work group, grabbing the other party's red envelopes by the way.Aunt Gu is the only one who is watching TV seriously. Although she doesn't know most of the stars in it, it doesn't affect the fun.

When a song and dance program came out, Song Ke glanced at it and said, "Xiao Nian, your favorite."

"Ok?"

Chen Nian turned his head and saw that the idiot handsome guy in the picture felt very strange, and he said "Oh" after a while: "He, that was my favorite last year, and he has been replaced in the second half of this year."

Song Ke couldn't help laughing: "You're changing people too fast, aren't you?"

Chen Nian winked at him, and confessed generously: "Yes, I admit that I only like the other person's face, and if there is a more handsome one, I will go straight to the next one. You are different, what you like is his singing voice, not like me It's so superficial, so it's more long-lasting."

There was something in the words, even Chen Jue could hear it, turned his face and raised his eyebrows, "Which singer does Song Ke like?"

Chen Nian looked at Song Ke, and then burst out laughing.Song Ke didn't know if it was because of the heating. The part from her cheeks to her neck was a little reddish. She lowered her eyes and picked up the remote control, and turned up the volume silently.

Chen Jue was still thinking about this problem until he went upstairs and closed the bedroom door after the New Year's Eve.

The fireworks outside are far away in the suburbs, and the sound here is no longer very noisy.The two continued to watch the party on the big bed, Song Ke lay on Chen Jue's chest, Chen Jue leaned on the head of the bed, bent down and asked him: "Who is your favorite singer?"

Song Ke turned her face out of the window and ignored it: "Chen Nian is just joking, I don't like any singer."

"Really?"

Chen Jue didn't believe it, leaned over and kissed the cartilage on the edge of his ear, and pressed his teeth slightly.Song Ke couldn't stand the itching, so she covered her ears with her hands and hid under the quilt, and Chen Jue followed suit, "Say."

"Sing me a song and I'll tell you."

Chen Juechang: "I have a little secret, I have never dared to tell you. I fell in love with you a long time ago, and you have always been in my heart. The more I miss you, the more I miss you. To the ends of the earth.

Song Ke clasped her hands tightly while laughing, showing an expression of unbearable, her body arched like a snail.Chen Jue hugged him in his arms, opened his ears and sang to him. After singing, he whispered "I love you".

Throwing off the quilt, Song Ke looked at him dimly, staring at his face, even counting the few shallow wrinkles on his face.

His lips fell to Song Ke's forehead, and he remained motionless for a long time.Song Ke was hugged by him, feeling very warm and peaceful, like a small boat after a violent storm, carrying herself, floating, swaying, going anywhere, and being grateful wherever she went.

Later, more and more fireworks were set off, and the distant sky was illuminated like daytime.

Chen Jue went to the bathroom to take a bath, and could hear the sound of rushing water even with the door closed, like a silent comfort.Song Ke got up and put on her pants, and added a down jacket before going to the balcony.

The blooming of fireworks is like a foil to the stars, like sparks splashed from hot molten lava, bright and vivid.

Putting my hand into my pocket, I accidentally touched a pack of cigarettes and a lighter, only to remember that I put them in the Marriott that day.

Song Ke took out a cigarette, lit it and smoked slowly while leaning against the railing.The wind blew the mint smoke on his face, but he didn't feel choking, only that it smelled good.

It didn't take long to be hugged by someone.

Because he is a little taller than him, Chen Jue would lower his head slightly when hugging him from behind, in a vaguely oppressive posture, and the water from the tip of his hair dripped into his neck.

Song Ke was shaken by the ice, and the cigarette ash fell on the railing, and she couldn't help pursing her mouth: "Are you a ghost? Don't make a sound."

Chen Jue took the cigarette from his hand, put it between his teeth while hugging him, bit the cigarette and said: "Smoking is harmful to health."

Song Ke just laughed: "Obviously I'm an addict, and she still educated me."

Chen Jue breathed in and out of his ear gently, the familiar tobacco breath permeated into his lungs, and slowly exhaled, surrounding the two of them.

"Aren't you cold?"

"not cold."

Song Ke didn't believe it, she turned around and opened the down jacket, and the two cuddled tightly inside, one holding a sleeve.Chen Jue said: "I have an uncle abroad who is my dad's cousin. Today he called and asked us to visit next year and bring my sister with me, so we can have a lively Spring Festival together."

"Then what about Aunt Gu?" Song Ke turned her head.

"Usually she goes back to her home for a family reunion, but this year she will stay because of special circumstances."

Song Ke's eyes widened slightly: "What special circumstances?"

Chen Jue whispered: "You just passed the door."

Song Ke was stunned for a few seconds before realizing it. She raised her face to show him some color, but Chen Jue took the cigarette away and put a puff of smoke into his mouth.Now Song Ke couldn't speak anymore, with his chest pressed against his chest, he could almost feel Chen Jue's heart thumping, thumping, beating vividly and enthusiastically, which made him feel at ease.

The snowflakes are falling rustlingly. Although they are not big, the roofs in the distance are gradually turning white, as if they are wearing miniature hats.

To this day, Song Ke still feels that it is incredible to be able to see Chen Jue and hear Chen Jue's voice when she opens her eyes.

In fact, he didn't know that Chen Jue was walking on thin ice more than him.

Many nights, when he was already asleep, Chen Jue still looked at him with his eyes open, through the faint moonlight.He pressed Chen Jue's arm, and Chen Jue was reluctant to pull it out, because the tingling feeling could prove that Song Ke was by his side.

Until recently, Chen Jue felt a little more at ease.

When I ran into an acquaintance on the road last month, Song Ke took the initiative to hold his hand.Watching the National Geographic documentary last week, Song Ke offered to travel to a certain place next year, and even checked the price of the air ticket.

Many small details told Chen Jue that Song Ke had indeed returned to her side.He can safely and boldly drive Song Ke home without worrying about being rejected. Occasionally, when he mentions the names of his parents in front of Song Ke, Song Ke will not react too much, and will even take the initiative to tell him: "They are them, you It's you, I can tell the difference."

After kissing enough, the cigarette was extinguished long ago, and Chen Jue told Song Ke about being beaten when he was a child.

"When I was young, Chen Nian made me take a lot of blame, and my dad was unreasonable, and he often beat me up indiscriminately. Once I was so angry that I didn't talk to my family for a few days after the beating, and I was bored in the room fighting The model, but I forgot to open the window to ventilate when I was painting, and almost passed out in the room. Fortunately, Chen Nian had a conscience and sneaked in at night to get me something to eat. That's how I found out.

She helped me up and dragged me to the carpet, and asked me in surprise: 'Brother, brother, are you dead? '

I was still angry at the time, so I ignored her.After throwing her away, I found a small bag with a bow tie on the ground. I thought to myself, there must be a lot of delicious food, but when I opened it, there were only a few jellies, and I almost passed out again. "

Song Ke was so teased by him that he couldn't help laughing until she couldn't straighten her back. Hidden in the down jacket, her whole body trembled and her shoulders shrugged.Chen Jue hugged him and stared at him deeply.

He has finally regained some weight recently, he is no longer so skinny, and his cheeks have grown a little flesh.When he laughed, he looked like a child, without any defenses, and the trance-like expression he once had never appeared again.He was doing well, had no more illnesses, no more nightmares, no more tears, except when he got a bellyache from laughing at comedies.As much sense of security as he needs, I am willing to give him as much sense of security, and I am not stingy with a penny.

After not speaking for too long, Song Ke stopped laughing, raised her eyes and asked, "Why are you always looking at me?"

Chen Jue hugged him tightly and let him stick to his arms, very warm and quiet.It took a long time before I said, "Happy New Year."