When I woke up, I was beaten to death by a stranger

Chapter 29 I Promise

Valentin said I couldn't go skiing because of my fever.

I was very sorry, the two-hour journey was just for skiing, and it would be a waste of his mind not to go, so I woke up a little in the afternoon and dragged him to the field for skating no matter what.Valentin scolded me for burning stupid, and went skiing even though the road was unstable. After scolding me all the way, seeing that I was unmoved, he began to persuade me again, saying that it would be the same next time, if I wanted to, I would go next week. Can come again.I held the ski poles and shook my head, stepping on the snow with one deep foot and one shallow foot, it must be slippery.This is our first date.

He had no choice but to catch up and snatch the pole and board from my arms, grab my hand and hurriedly walk towards the slope, walking quickly and deliberately; As if in the clouds on the snow, his legs softened and he threw himself on his back. "Hey, I'm sorry," I said, rubbing my nose, and when he turned around, I added, "I almost knocked you down."

He glanced at me—his eyes have been very gentle since this morning for some reason, which is different from the gentleness afterwards, as if he had something to say to me, but hesitated to speak.I waited for him to speak for a long time, but when his rough palm rubbed my face a few times, I was shocked.

"There is snow." He muttered and turned his head.

It took me a long time to realize that this was almost an act of love, so I was at a loss for words, so I quietly grabbed his hand and stuffed my fingers into the gap between them.

In fact, I don’t know how to ski at all. I originally came here with the idea of ​​pestering Valentin to teach me, but then I developed a fever, and now I can’t slide after stumbling for a few sections. I sit on the nearby rock and watch him slip.Valentin was a frequent visitor here, and when he rushed down from a high place, he disappeared like a pebble, leaving only snow marks on the ground.I stared at the snow mark in a daze, the mark was very shallow, and it was covered by a kick and the wind, as if no one had ever passed by; In order to prevent someone from running over here and covering the two indentations that would dissipate at any time.

Valentin came up after not skating for a while and said that he would stop skating, and he had to leave early to avoid traffic jams.He drove the road back to Moscow. On the way back, I was always uneasy. Seeing that he was about to arrive, I finally asked, "Are you staying in Moscow today?"

He didn't answer right away, and after a pause of two seconds, he said, "Go back at night."

No wonder he wanted to leave early.I sighed: "I just took a car and came back. It took you two trips, and it took several hours." I knew he was embarrassed to admit it, and I was going to refute, so I hurriedly said before him: "...you plan to Always in Yaroslavl?"

He took a long breath, his Adam's apple twitched, and he said helplessly, "I can't find a job."

"Why can't you find a job?" I couldn't help shouting, I really couldn't understand why he kept saying that, "Your technical ability is not bad, do you have to work at Mikhail's? You should find a decent car dealer , It’s good to come out and open a shop by yourself when you’re familiar with it.”

He stopped talking again. In the past, I held back because I was afraid that I would not have the position to interfere with his life. Now I am confident and said: "I have paid attention to several car dealers, and I am about to recruit experienced workers to bring in apprentices. I’ve been working for several years, so I’m sure it’ll be fine once I hand over my resume, when the time comes I’ll be promoted…”

"People won't want me."

He interrupted suddenly, and I fell silent.The air suddenly became stagnant, and his tone was not serious, but he pushed me away, almost back to the days before skiing.I turned my head to look out the window.

"...Then what should we do in the future?" I muttered, "One can't be in Moscow and the other in Yaroslavl."

"It's just over four hours' drive." He muttered.

"It's so tiring to drive for four hours." After I finished speaking, I felt something was wrong, and added in a low voice, "I'm afraid you'll be annoying. I'm not afraid."

He sneered and laughed after hearing this: "Then I'll come by train."

Seeing that I didn't say a word, he gave me a sideways glance and joked, "You don't want me to come?"

I took a deep breath, paused for a moment and said in a low voice, "I miss you every day."

He turned his head, his expression slightly stunned, but he turned back quickly, pretending to be humorous and relaxed: "Then I will come every day."

I was suddenly tired of his coaxing and comforting tone, like coaxing a little girl, I didn't want him to coax me into lying.I don't know what he thinks about our relationship. After this skiing, the only thing I can be sure of is that he really likes me, but that's it; When I came out, I quickly shook my head, it’s not good, it’s only been a few days, how can I get this level.Take a step back and say, am I willing to make any changes for him?

It's hard to answer this question. I have a passion for him, and I acted on instinct. It's not a disappointment to get to this point, but it must be a lie to say that I don't feel like I'm walking on thin ice. I care about the real meaning of getting it; I think what I am worried about now is just this point, not that I want him to change something to exchange for an equivalent value, even if he really has a little bit of that meaning, I can go through fire and water immediately.

God thought about it all the way, and I didn't realize that I was home until Valentin stopped the car.I wanted to invite him to sit there, but thought that tomorrow would be Monday and he would have to drive back to Yaroslavl at night, so I had no choice but to give up.Who expected to have to separate just after we got together, looked up and saw his expression as usual, just waiting for me to open the door and get off the car, I felt even more uncomfortable, as if I was the only one who couldn't bear it.

"Valentin," I said.

He looked over, raised his eyebrows, and waited for me to say goodbye.

"Do you like being with me?"

He was taken aback, and blurted out, "I like it."

"I like it too," I whispered. "I like it so badly that I can't see you for a day, and my heart hurts."

He smiled when he heard the words, hooked one corner of his mouth, very angry, leaned over and hugged me into his arms, kissed my temple, the heat and murmured into the hole of his ear: "...Little Ivan, silly Ivan."

"Think about it, okay?" I begged on his shoulder, "I'll help you find a car dealership and apply for resumes, and you just do the interview, okay?"

He kept silently patting me on the back and my heart kept beating wildly and I thought he was going to say no to me, I thought he wouldn't at all, I thought I screwed up again.After a long time, he uttered a few vague syllables: "Okay, I promise. I promise you."