Promised period

"Listen to me, Chen Jue—"

"What are you trying to lie to me about?"

Chen Jueshan also stood in front of him, Song Ke was forced to the door frame and even had difficulty standing upright, but her face was still stubborn and unwilling to admit defeat: "Let him go, I will only tell you."

Don't share their past with anyone, especially Chen Jue's other.

"Otherwise I'd drop this."

"you dare?"

Vigorously pulling up that bony hand, Chen Jue's expression was furious, but Song Ke looked at him without giving an inch: "You should know that I dare anything."

People have no bones, and they are not secure. This is something in Song Ke's bones.In fact, he has never changed, but his edge has been dimmed by the torture of life.Chen Jue has nothing to do with him like this, he can only try his best to endure his temper, let Zhong Wenting go first with a sullen face: "I have all the things, I won't see you off."

"But--"

"I will find someone to send you the drama ticket, so you don't need to call me again."

The meaning is obviously to owe nothing to each other.Zhong Wenting's face turned red and white, and finally he stopped struggling, took his things and left.

The door slammed and the apartment fell silent.Chen Jue stared at Song Ke with a low air pressure, his deep eyes looked even more stern: "Can we talk now?"

But Song Ke still didn't speak for a long time, because she didn't know where to start.

Thinking of those imaginary scenes during the day, and the closure notice posted on the shutter door, he couldn't help but feel sour in his nose.I want to talk about my sadness and suffering this year, how much I regret and miss this year, and I want to tell Chen Jue about my illness, but when I get to my mouth, I just feel that it is hard to say it.

Chen Jue reached out to grab the thing in his hand, but couldn't get it out, and finally got angry: "Let go, don't take my connivance with you for granted."

"You answer me first." The ornament was held motionless, Song Ke stared at him, inhaled slightly, "How much do you remember? Do you remember who it was bought for? Do you remember its origin?"

Chen Jue exerted a little force on his knuckles, pinching Song Ke's wrist like it was about to break: "Don't test me. I don't remember anything, I only know that it is very important to me."

Because it is the only thing that is most familiar in the whole apartment, because when I wake up in the middle of the night and see it, my heart is always aching, because I don't want anyone to touch it.

"If you really want to hide it from me, don't provoke me again. Even if you can't remember it for the rest of your life, I don't need your pity."

"I'm sorry. Chen Jue, I'm sorry."

Song Ke felt a little dizzy and her ears were ringing, and she didn't fall down because she leaned against the door panel.

"Sorry for what?"

"I never told you that this thing is mine."

The surrounding fell into sudden silence.Chen Jue's stiff body shook, watching Song Ke hold it in front of her eyes, she lowered her head slightly, as if she had found it after losing it, but there was no joy in her eyes, only a touch of sadness.

"You bought it for me two years ago. When you proposed to me, I don't think I thought it through."

"So you rejected me?"

"No—it's not like that. I just said that I need time to think about it. Now that I've thought it over, I want to get it back, is that okay?" Song Ke looked at Chen Jue earnestly on her thin neck with slightly protruding veins. Jue's eyes were cold.

"But I'm not asking you to marry me now."

"I know that." After a pause, he answered simply, "I didn't mean that, I just wanted to take it back as a souvenir."

His fingertips were cut on the corners of the glass, and he clearly felt the pain, and at the same time felt that he needed it so much.If we can never go back to the past with Chen Jue, then it is good to keep this little memory.

"What is there to commemorate. It is you who said that a lifetime is still long, and the important thing is the future, not the past."

The living room was empty and depressing, and Chen Jue's voice had a dull echo.This deliberately brought up the conversation in the hospital and mocked him deliberately, because he felt that Song Ke was inexplicable.

Song Ke also knew that she was inexplicable.He raised his head, trying to see Chen Jue's face clearly, but Chen Jue refused to look at him at all, let alone reveal the slightest bit of intolerance.His body was getting more and more uncomfortable, so he had no choice but to hold the glass frame tighter, relying on the pain to maintain what little he remained awake.

"It's fine no matter what you think, I just want to get this thing back, so that I can never appear in front of you again."

Chen Jue narrowed his eyes, his eyes were very oppressive, "Not showing up?"

"Well." He said, "I won't bother you again."

"You—!" Chen Jue stared sharply into his eyes, but he just avoided it lightly.After watching for a long time, he finally let go of his fist, "Forget it."

It seems that there is nothing to do with him, so I can only forget it.

Chen Jue leaned back on the sofa with a tired expression, covering his eyes with his right arm: "It's up to you, whether it is yours or not, you can take it if you want. I have been deceived by you for so long, one more time It doesn't matter if you miss one more time." At this point, the corners of his mouth sank like self-deprecating, "After all, it's just a shabby decoration."

How can it be shabby?It is the most dazzling and irreplaceable in the world.Song Ke didn't defend herself anymore, but just smiled and tried to ease the tense atmosphere: "You don't know the goods, but in fact this is a rare metal, and you can sell it for hundreds of millions."

Chen Jue also smiled, and turned his head to the other side bluntly: "You only care about money."

He looked a little drunk, his face was the same as usual, but there was a faint redness behind his ears, which was a sign of alcohol.He looked suave and handsome in a half-lying position, with a straight nose, slightly disheveled sideburns, and a little red wine stain on the cuff of his shirt.

It must be very tiring.

After thinking for a long time, Song Ke still decided to leave: "It's getting late, I'll go back first, it shouldn't be difficult to get a taxi at the gate of the community. And... if you don't object, I'll take the ring away today."

no respond.

He condensed his voice: "Chen Jue?"

Chen Jue closed his eyes: "Wait."

"Ok?"

"Pour me a glass of water."

It seems really tired.He didn't say anything else, walked to the side and filled the glass with water, "Here."

Passing it over from a distance, Chen Jue raised his arm as if he was about to pick it up, but in the next second he suddenly pulled hard on his wrist.

After an exclamation, the cup of warm water was poured on Chen Jue, and the glass rolled down to the bottom of the tea table.Song Ke lost her balance, and before she could react, she slammed into her solid chest.

Then Chen Jue opened his eyes and stared at him for two seconds, then raised his face and kissed his lips.

The kiss came so suddenly, Song Ke's eyes widened in bewilderment and surprise, she felt that Chen Jue was holding her tightly with both hands, as if she was going to break his arm with such strength, but the kissing action was unprecedentedly gentle.The two lips still smelled of alcohol, and the neck was wet with water droplets. The wet shirt outlined a solid and powerful chest muscle. When breathing, it rose and fell, and the whole upper body was so tightly attached to his body. It was cool, but the hot breath flowed between the teeth.

What is Chen Jue thinking, is he drunk?

His mind was in a daze, and he gritted his teeth to hold it up: "Chen Jue, you can see clearly, I am—"

"Song Ke."

Chen Jue's eyes were clear, and he could not see a little drunkenness.

"I've proposed, that Song Ke I can't forget."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for his consent, he raised his chin and kissed again.

The two lay face to face, their bodies stuck together, feeling the inseparable but ambiguous heat.Song Ke was in a trance like a revolving lantern in her mind, and her heart was only numb.

How long has it been since this happened?The time in the hospital was not counted, it was just a confirmation after suddenly waking up.For a whole year, Chen Jue didn't give him any more kisses just to express his likes and needs.

Song Ke suddenly felt that she was weak, not because of illness, but just because she couldn't help letting go of her defenses in front of the person she loved.

Gradually, I stopped avoiding it, because I knew in my heart that I couldn't escape it in this life.The kiss was so forgetful, the lips were slightly numb, and for a long time, I even forgot to breathe.He didn't raise his face until he really needed to take a breath, and stared at Chen Jue's face with the light behind him. He smelled the light and clear smell of wine in his nose, and tasted the aftertaste of red wine in his mouth.

Chen Jue let go of him, his eyes were burning and direct: "Do you dare to say that you don't love me?"

He was about to bury his head like an ostrich, and after a long pause, he said softly, "I loved it before, but I almost forgot about it."

Chen Juefa kissed him fiercely, as if he wanted to swallow him alive, and forcefully pried open this duplicity mouth.He was imprisoned in Chen Jue's arms, there was no light in front of his eyes, his ears were filled with panting and saliva, and his heart was just beating wildly.

The moment his jacket was ripped off, he lost his mind and hurriedly grasped the neckline with both hands.

"Are you still hiding from me?"

Chen Jue stared at him with a sullen face, but he avoided his eyes. Before he could explain, he felt a chill on his left shoulder, and the tattoo was clearly exposed under the light.

For a moment, the living room was so quiet that even breathing stopped completely.

Only then did Song Ke regret, why did she do such a stupid thing in the first place?It is hopelessly stupid to keep the iron proof of loving Chen Jue on him, and to bring it to the grave in the future.

Chen Jue looked at that part, and quickly recognized his name, and his two sword eyebrows were tightly knit together: "You—"

Song Ke pulled back the clothes pretending to be calm: "I got tattoos when I got hot, and I will wash them after a while."

As a result, he was grabbed by the hand halfway through.

"Keep it."

The warm lips were moist, Chen Jue leaned over to kiss them, kissing the texture inch by inch, making it itchy and numb.While kissing him, he also tortured the origin of the scar: "I did it?"

Song Ke's waist collapsed, and she sank into the soft sofa. She didn't even have the strength to shake her head in denial.He could only block it with his left hand, trying to keep this passionate offensive out, but Chen Jue grabbed that hand and kissed it, from the palm to the wrist, biting the thin veins and grinding his teeth.

Chen Jue has never been like this before, no matter how indulgent he is, he will keep a sense of proportion, and when he gets anxious, he will pinch him a few times with his hands at most.But tonight is completely different, because it is as fresh as the first time, his offensive is extraordinarily fierce, and his deceptive personality is extraordinarily strong, and he will not let go when he bites someone.

A row of deep tooth marks on Song Ke's wrist, under the collarbone is even more unsightly, especially the tattoos, which are all blurred by the bite.His bone-thin ankles couldn't stop shaking, and he was still thinking in a trance, is it really Chen Jue?

This time it should not be fake, because the touch is so familiar.

"Turn off the lights."

He covered his eyes with his wrist, but Chen Jue took it away quietly, "Let me see you, I finally found you."

After searching for so long, I found it with great difficulty, and I have to see it clearly every time.

Although the ceiling lamp hadn't moved, Song Ke was dizzy.He felt that the overhead light was shaking back and forth all the time, so violently that he had to hug Chen Jue tightly, sweating all over his body and still not daring to let go...

After Chen Jue went to take a shower, he fell asleep on the sofa.

The dream is still shaking, like some kind of aftershock, maybe because the word "sense of security" has been away for too long.He was still in a deep sleep until Chen Jue came out of the wash, and his low cough did not wake him up.

But soon he opened his eyes in a daze, because his body was wobbly and a little weightless.At first, I thought I was in a car, but when I felt my thin arms in the dark, I realized that I was in Chen Jue's arms, being carried to the bedroom.

He smiled a little embarrassedly: "I'm pretty heavy."

Chen Jue said, "You must have lost a lot of weight."

His body was slightly stiff, and he almost cried again in front of Chen Jue, but fortunately there was no light around him.

The lights in the room have been almost turned off, except for a lamp in the bedroom that is quietly on.Chen Jue put him on the bed, and the soft goose down blanket instantly overwhelmed him, with the smell that belonged exclusively to the owner of the bedroom.

He didn't know why, and he was a little at a loss. It was obviously not the first time: "Let's rest, we have to go to work tomorrow."

Chen Jue lay beside him, turned to look at him for a while, then buried her head into his neck and kissed him for a few seconds, and said in a low voice, "I don't have to go to work."

He felt itchy, so he had to pull his head back, his neck was stretched long, his body was powerless to resist, and even his voice changed his tone: "But I want it, and I will meet at nine o'clock."

Chen Jue muffled a laugh: "You set the alarm clock yourself."

Even if you don't help.

As a result, Song Ke was too hungry to sleep in the middle of the night.

Thinking about his day today, his stomach was empty and he experienced emotional ups and downs, and his eyes were not dizzy from hunger, which is considered tenacious.Lying on the bed in the early hours of the morning, listening to the even breathing around me, the vague sense of happiness became more and more full of hunger.

After thinking over and over again, I finally tiptoed up and ran to the restaurant to find something to eat.When I look at my phone, it's two in the morning, how can I get up tomorrow morning?I can only silently say in my heart that I have committed crimes and cannot live.

Carefully opening the high-end refrigerator, the glaring light made him narrow his eyes slightly, and it took him several seconds to get closer and take a closer look.Hey, it's useless to be upscale, because it's completely empty.

What kind of life is Chen Jue living, no fruit, no milk, not even the most common eggs in the past, do you usually drink air?

He sighed in his heart, and was about to go back to lie down and starve in desperation, but he was suddenly patted on the shoulder, so frightened that he almost jumped up on the spot!

"what are you doing?"

Chen Jue didn't know when to appear behind him.

Song Ke patted her chest: "Speak up, you scared me to death, I'm just here to find something to eat."

"I don't usually start a business, and there is no food at home."

"..." Song Ke glared at him, "I see."

Chen Jue smiled slightly, because he felt that Song Ke was so cute, and only he could see this side.He raised his eyebrows again and directed him to boil the noodles.

It's two o'clock in the morning, God, Song Ke thinks it's troublesome: "Why don't you eat, go back to sleep, you won't be hungry when you fall asleep."

Chen Jue said no: "You are not hungry, I am hungry. Last time I cooked for you, this time it is your turn to cook for me."

Well, it turned out that this was the calculation.

But it's true that I'm dizzy with hunger.People are under the eaves, so Song Ke has no choice but to do so honestly.First, I found instant noodles under his guidance, and then went to get a small pot to boil water, and even the chopsticks had to be removed and washed immediately.

"It's a good thing you have gas at home. If you don't even have gas, we'll start a fire with wood."

Song Ke's voice was soft, with a faint smile.

Chen Jue looked at him from behind.

The pajamas didn't fit well, and he looked thinner and thinner. The lower legs were bare, and his bare feet were in soft slippers.Standing by the pool like that, he looks like a bamboo growing there, with a dignified figure, but his eyes occasionally seem to be empty, maybe because of myopia.

Song Ke didn't notice anything and just washed the chopsticks quietly.

What happened afterwards was very sudden, without even having time to turn off the fire, or even say a word.Chen Jue was silent all the time, didn't ask him if he was willing or not, and didn't ask him if he wanted to.

In the dim kitchen, the light of the fire danced, the shadows of the two were stacked on the wall, and the hot water was gurgling nearby.Chen Jue pressed Song Ke by the pool, frowned, whispered "Song Ke" repeatedly in a low voice, and confirmed that he was found.

Song Ke responded at first: "It's me."

Later, I lost strength and my voice was hoarse, so I had to turn sideways to look at Chen Jue with difficulty.

The marble tiles were cold and the countertops were slippery.The corners of Chen Jue's mouth sank slightly, and his expression was forbearing. Several veins in his temples stretched to his temples, and he looked exactly the same as before.

Song Ke felt that her illness was cured and healed without medicine.With Chen Jue by his side, there is nothing to be afraid of, and nothing is difficult. Even if death is in front of him, he can face it calmly.