Promised period

Because she was behind her back, Song Ke didn't know when the door opened.

"Song Ke?"

Chen Jue didn't know when he found out, and shouted from inside.Song Ke froze and stopped there.

Slowly lowering his hand, there was no way to hide the wetness on his face, so he fled into the darkness of the corridor involuntarily.As a result, Chen Jue thought he was going to leave, and chased him out with difficulty: "Song Ke?"

He hurriedly stopped, but didn't look back: "Huh?"

"How did you come."

The voice was low and hoarse.

Song Ke was afraid that she would reveal her flaws, so she clenched her hands tightly: "Come and get something."

Chen Jue said "Oh", and turned back to the computer room after being quiet for a while.His tone sounded relaxed, but his steps were extremely slow, and each step was strenuous: "I'm also here to get things, so I'm leaving now, you can do what you want."

He thought Song Ke didn't want to see him, so he started to clean up the used keyboard, mouse, tables and chairs.Song Ke hurriedly wiped off her face, went in with her briefcase and turned on the light: "Don't be too busy."

As soon as the light came on, Chen Jue's appearance became clearer.

After only half a month of seeing him, he lost a lot of weight. He stood behind the table with his back hunched like that, his complexion was bad, and he was so thin that only an empty frame remained.Song Ke went over to put down the bag, and unintentionally pressed his hand: "Don't worry."

Mingming was sitting indoors, but Chen Jue's hands were like ice cubes, Song Ke's heart shrank from the cold.I wanted to let go immediately, but was also stunned for a moment.

"Aren't you sick? Why come to the company to make trouble?"

Song Ke's voice sounded a little hoarse because her emotions had not fully recovered.Chen Jue didn't move his hands at all. He looked at him flattered and froze for a long time before he came back to his senses: "I remembered that the recording was still a few sentences short, so I came here to make up."

"Why are you in such a hurry?"

"There are few people during the holidays and it is clean."

Song Ke didn't believe it, and slowly let go of her hand, but was gently held back the next moment: "Why didn't you go on a trip?"

He was startled: "I forgot something."

"what?"

Then he pulled out his hand, looked down at the water glass on the table, and said nothing quietly.

When Chen Jue breathed, there was a cool breath, as if he had just used mouthwash.After standing for a while, he urged Song Ke to go back quickly: "Just take your things and go, don't delay any longer."

Song Ke looked up at him, showing no intention of leaving.The understated smile on his face gradually dissipated, and after a while, he left the struggling table and said, "Excuse me, I'm going to the bathroom."

He walked out in a hurry, entered the bathroom and locked the door, almost dizzy and unable to stand.His stomach felt like it had been smashed by an electric drill, and he couldn't help vomiting violently.It took a long time to tidy myself up, but the moment I opened the door, I saw Song Ke leaning on the opposite side of the corridor.

Because of the indescribable worry and discomfort, Song Ke seemed a little confused: "You still won't tell me?"

"Song Ke."

Chen Jue walked up to him and wanted to touch his hand again, but he turned sideways in resistance.

"I'm not seriously ill, but I'm going to have a minor operation tomorrow morning, and it will be over in a few hours. I won't tell you so you won't worry, and it's unnecessary to say anything."

"What surgery?"

Chen Jue remained silent.

Song Ke's heart was pounding, almost overwhelmed by an inexplicable fear, "Say it."

After a moment of silence, Chen Juecai's voice tightened: "Craniotomy."

Hearing that, his brain was empty, and he was a little numb.But Chen Jue smiled at him in time: "I told you not to worry, look at you, you are timid. In fact, there is a tumor in your brain, it's nothing, it's benign, just take it off with surgery. I'm still young, It’s not a big deal to have a skull cut, and the doctor said it wouldn’t affect anything.”

After hearing several "nothing" in a row, Song Ke didn't feel any comfort.

Chen Zongyi suffered from a brain tumor. It took less than ten hours for him to die from the last attack, and his face turned purple when he was carried off the poker table.Chen Jue has nothing like Chen Zongyi in terms of appearance and personality, but this incident has been inherited.

Chen Jue is going to undergo surgery tomorrow morning, and he doesn't know if he can wake up, so he insisted on coming here tonight.He wanted to record half of the program so as not to leave any regrets.But he didn't think about informing Song Ke, he didn't from the beginning to the end, he thought Song Ke had gone on a long journey.

Thinking that he almost missed it, that he was almost on the operating table without his knowledge, Song Ke was anxious and afraid, and asked, "Why didn't you say it earlier?"

"The one whose head is going to be shaved tomorrow morning, shave it off." Chen Jue relaxed, "I don't want you to see it."

I really wish I could beat him, but where I can do it, I can only look at him with a piercing heart.

"Why don't you go back to the hospital?"

"It doesn't matter, there's time, the operation is scheduled for tomorrow morning." He still smiled, paused for a while, and asked, "When did you change your ticket?"

Song Ke didn't answer a word, just took his things and left, walking quickly.Chen Jue had a hard time following behind, and had to stop for a while after walking for a while.Song Ke also stopped when he was resting, waiting for him neither far nor near.

After getting in the car, my body became stiff. In this early summer season, the blood circulation is not smooth.

The two sat quietly in the back row, Song Ke leaned her head against the window, and said nothing to Chen Jue.But the road was bumpy, and it didn't take long for Chen Jue to reach out his hand to cushion him.

Chen Jue's hands were still cold, and his body temperature was not even warm.Song Ke pressed his finger on his forehead, quietly, almost crying.

Finally, I drove to a certain tumor hospital, and the inpatient building was brightly lit.

Along the way, several doctors and nurses came to say hello, and said, "Mr. Chen is finished, if you don't come back, we will arrest you." Chen Jue pointed to Song Ke, who was looking uneasy beside him, and jokingly said "shh".

But the more he pretended to be relaxed, the more he showed indifference, the more worried Song Ke became.

After returning to the ward and sitting for a while, the medical staff soon came and took Chen Jue away, saying that there were a lot of tests waiting to be done.Song Ke sat alone in the ward, there was no sound around her, it was so quiet that people panicked.

How long has Chen Jue lived here?

It was big and empty, covered with blindingly white sheets, just looking at it made one's scalp tense.

Seeing that the watch that Chen Jue had taken off was on the quilt, Song Ke took it and put it to her ear and listened.The ticking sounded again and again, not in a hurry, like Chen Jue's heartbeat, and the feeling of panic eased a bit.

Not long after, footsteps came from the corridor. He thought it was Chen Jue, but when he turned around, it was Chen Nian.

Chen Nian was also a little surprised when he saw him. He paused at the door for a few seconds before walking in, with a very haggard face: "Where's brother?"

"Going for an inspection."

She sat down next to him and said nothing.The handbag in his hand was heavy, heavier than his worries, and he took out the potted plants in it later.

It is a pot of Clivia.

Song Ke asked, "Did you buy it?"

"Yi'an gave me a birthday present."

The big green leaves hang down slightly, and the red berries and embracing rhizomes are extraordinarily vigorous, which adds a ray of life to the pale room.

After seeing Chen Jue come back for a long time, Chen Nian got up to clean up the dirty clothes on the sofa.Song Ke looked at her back and asked, "When did you find out?"

She kept shaking her hands, but shook her head deeply: "I don't know exactly when. My brother found out early in the morning, and his attending doctor also knew about it, but he just kept it from us."

Maybe it was as early as that time when I fell in the bathroom and couldn't see for a while, or maybe it was earlier than that.

"After the biopsy was confirmed to be benign, he told me. Later, he discussed with the doctor the date of the operation, and transferred all the shares of Mingtu to my name. I asked him if he wanted to inform you, and he said that you have your own Life, let me not disturb, I have to listen to him."

She was stumbling, like a child who did something wrong, but Song Ke didn't have the heart to blame her anymore.

And so on until eleven o'clock at night.

When Chen Jue came back, his complexion was even worse. Holding the infusion stand with one hand, he managed to cheer up after seeing Song Ke: "I thought you were gone."

Song Ke didn't answer, so he had to look at Chen Nian: "Why are you here again? Didn't I tell you not to come over tonight? Did you have dinner?"

Chen Nian said: "I've eaten, Yi'an invited me to a big meal. I remembered that you can't eat tonight, so I came here to tell you, so that you can envy me."

"Yi'an..." Chen Jue smiled slowly, "Brother is so stingy, he still treats guests."

Chen Nian also bent the corners of his mouth: "He also said that he will treat you to a meal when you are well, and you can choose what to eat."

"Okay, tell him it's a deal."

He spoke very slowly, and the more he talked, the worse his spirit became. In the end, he could only sit on the hospital bed.Chen Nian put a pillow on his back, seeing how he was trying to stay awake but with heavy eyelids, he couldn't help but turned his back and walked out of the room.

Song Ke stayed by the hospital bed and never left.

Looking at Chen Jue quietly like that, my heart is still uneasy, but my hands and feet are getting warmer little by little.

He lowered his head and silently looked at Chen Jue's hand, where it was thicker, where it was thinner, where there were calluses, and where it was injured, it was still clear when he closed his eyes.

Only the few smoke-burned scars on the palm are a little strange.

I tried to stroke my fingertips, like touching the flame of a lighter, I was caught off guard and retracted my hand because it was so hot.

Chen Jue woke up at this moment.

His face softened a lot, not as pale as when he just came back, and after seeing Song Ke, he struggled to sit up.

Song Ke hurriedly held him down: "Don't move."

He smiled a little dejectedly: "I'm not that sick yet. You don't have to do this, go back and rest quickly, and travel when it's time to travel."

Song Ke got up and walked aside, pouring warm water with her back turned to him: "I won't go, there will be opportunities in the future."

He said, "I'm sorry to disturb your vacation."

His voice was much blunter than before, his voice was muffled and deep, and there were a few shallow veins on his forehead, only his eyes were still the same as before, looking at Song Ke so persistently.

Song Ke sat back under his gaze, looking down at the glass in her hand, her eyes were clouded.

"I'll wait until you're better to apologize. I'll stay here tonight."

The voice was very soft, but told him to be still.

The two sat opposite each other in silence, and after a while, Chen Jue said, "You'd better go back."

Song Ke raised his eyes, Chen Jue smiled, stretched out his hand and shook the fingers on the glass, "I understand what you mean, but there is no need to be so serious. The doctors here are all very skilled in medicine, how could they smash the glass?" My own signboard? Besides, I don’t dare to die, this life has to be reserved for atonement, to do many things and go to many places.”

The tone is light and breezy, but every word is spoken very slowly, and every time I say a sentence, I have to stop and rest for a while.Song Ke felt that his palm was wet, full of sweat, but cold.

But he still smiled at Song Ke, and after a pause, he said: "But if, I mean, if I don't wake up tomorrow, don't be too sad for you and my sister, the sky won't fall. Let my sister live her life The life you want, you live the life you want, and forget about me as soon as possible."

Song Ke just wanted to hide in a place where no one could find her, and cried loudly, but her body remained motionless, she only nodded her head slightly.

Chen Jue looked at the next drawer again: "All the important things are in there, the name stamp, and the property division will that the lawyer helped me draw up. I know you don't care about these, just to tell you. There are some gadgets left, mobile phones With me, the ring is with you, just keep it as a souvenir."

Song Ke finally couldn't help it, and forced a smile at him: "No..."

Apart from these three words, nothing else can be said.

Chen Jue also laughed, and the corners of his mouth froze: "Of course not. I'm just looking for something to say. I want to keep you sitting for a while. How about taking you to a racing car after you're discharged from the hospital? I've already made inquiries. The amateur rally is next. There is one every month, and you can go to see the scenery by the way. But it will be a little hot. If you don’t want to go to the snow mountain, it will be cooler there. If you are not interested in everything, you can just read professional books at home. This year I I have left you behind a lot, and I can’t catch up if you don’t work hard, and you have to work hard and you usually push me more.”

He finished speaking so many words in one breath, panting slightly, as if his future schedule was so full that he couldn't finish it.It seems that as long as he doesn't stop, he and Song Ke will have a long time to live, and they can spend a lot of time together peacefully.

Song Ke made the quilt for him while listening, and comforted him in a hoarse voice: "Got it, let's talk slowly one by one, I'm here, I won't leave."

"No need, you go back early."

Chen Jue said so, but unconsciously held Song Ke's hand in his hand.He lay there trying to plan the future, hastily telling about the things to do, but they were all trivial things, not a word about likes and loves.But none of these things had nothing to do with Song Ke.They have to do everything together, that's why he made a plan, and the speech was laborious and expectant.

For them, the promised time is always so far away, so out of reach.

In the end, he looked more and more drowsy, but he still urged Song Ke to go back and rest.Song Ke got up and turned off the lights in the room, opened the door, and there was a clear moonlight outside the corridor.

Chen Nian leaned against the door.

After calming down, she said to Song Ke, "Thank you for coming."

Song Ke sat on the bench without saying a word, her face full of exhaustion.Chen Nian also sat down next to him, but kept holding the bag tightly in his hand, with his shoulders curled up.

"Today, I'm so worried that I can't help it. I wanted to call you several times, but I was afraid that I would really disturb you."

Song Ke said, "You should have told me earlier."

She had no choice but to apologize again and again: "I'm sorry, I was too careless..."

Through the viewing window, one could see Chen Jue's lying flat figure, not sleeping peacefully.Her ten fingers were tightly twisted together, and she whispered to Song Ke the uneasiness and guilt during this period, and the strap of her handbag was about to break.

"One day it rained heavily, and he insisted on going out. When he came back, he was drenched. He didn't tell where he went, and he didn't change his clothes. He didn't want to talk all night. He sat in the living room alone, staring at Watching with an umbrella... that night, he called me and asked me to go down, saying he was not feeling well, and asked me to take him to the hospital..."

Speaking of this, I finally choked up: "I vomited in pain on the road, and I was unconscious before I got to the hospital."

Song Ke's heart twitched intermittently, but her body didn't move. She just listened quietly and thought about the past between him and Chen Jue from beginning to end.

Thinking about how high-spirited Chen Jue was wearing his work badge on the day they met.Thinking of them going out to eat hot pot, Chen Jue dragged him to escape, how strong and cold the wind was on the road.Thinking of them celebrating the New Year in their hometown, Chen Jue went downstairs with a bottle of wine to change the dishes, and smiled so warmly and freely after succeeding.I imagine them going to the Bamboo Sculpture Museum, waiting for a taxi in the ice and snow, and stepping on a big hole under their feet.I want them to start a business together, despite all difficulties, go home together, hug each other like small animals to keep warm...

I keep thinking about it, I keep thinking about it, every picture of the past is extremely clear, every whip and every scratch, every slap and blood.Thinking of their last parting, Chen Jue begged him to change his mind, knelt on one knee on the snow, his hands were purple from the cold, his eyes were full of despair, and finally he couldn't bear to think about it anymore.

Will anyone compare to Chen Jue in the future?

Even if there is, Song Ke without Chen Jue is no longer the former Song Ke.

Later, when I returned to the ward, I saw Chen Jue lying in the dark, with his back to himself, trembling with pain, but there was no sound at all.Song Ke walked over, panicked, and asked after making sure that Chen Nian was not there, "Do you want to call the doctor?"

Chen Jue shook his head, his breathing was extremely chaotic due to the severe pain, and there were big cold sweats on the back of his neck.

"Song Ke..." he shouted angrily.

"I'm here."

Song Ke went around to the other side of the bed and squatted down, watching him in the dark, seeing him smiling at her with difficulty, "You haven't left yet." His teeth were chattering.

In an instant, his throat was hard and he could only nod.

"It's too late, there's no car."

"Well……"

He reluctantly slowed down for a while, as if he wanted to say something more.But Song Ke waited, waited, waited until dawn, but did not wait for him to explain what was good.