Falling back to gl

Summer Solstice, Z City.

The temperature is getting higher and higher, and the dreary heat is hitting the entire village in the city.

Ji Cen'an fell into a nightmare, unable to float, sinking into those stupid things he did in the past.

She saw that woman. When the Ji family was still in its prime, she was still in a high position, flamboyant and arrogant, and everything was still as it was in her memory...

The woman is graceful and graceful, but she has a tough body, cold and lonely like the bright moon in the sky, elusive and unattainable.

The other party is good everywhere, the only bad thing is that when we met, he already had his own heart, didn't love her, looked down on her, always had disgust and disgust in his eyes, and regarded her like a low-grade scum.

Ji Cen'an didn't care, not at all.

She tried her best to pursue, and picked off this pure and clean flower of Gaoling, but she didn't cherish it after getting it, and let Nanga be free, and at the same time, she didn't mind to break off the other party's pride, domineering, vicious and self-conscious Know.

Women hate this, but they don't leave her.

They are together, but they torture each other, and they don't bow their heads to each other. Both of them have sharp thorns, and they don't make it easy for each other.

Feelings became the shackles, trapping them all in it.

Ji Cen'an was extraordinarily patient, his slender fingers stroked along the outline of the woman's beautiful side face, slowly moved down, and gently lifted the woman's thin and beautiful chin, forcing it to face him.

Looking down with a condescending attitude, watching quietly.

The woman struggled to keep her face away, not to let her approach.

Ji Cen'an bent down, leaned close to the woman's ear, and called her name vaguely, with an intimate tone, as if whispering.

"Nanja..."

Nanjia dodged and gritted his teeth.

There is disgust in his eyes, and he despises her the most.

As if some nerve had been touched, Ji Cen'an was rather happy, and chuckled lightly, almost touching Nanga's lips, only a short distance away.They are so close that they can feel each other's unsteady breathing, and they can touch the softness of each other's mouth as soon as they turn their heads.

"Why, you still miss your old lover, can't you forget?" Ji Cen'an said in a low voice, brushing away the curly black hair scattered in front of his forehead, gently hooking it behind his ears.

Disgusted by her nerves, Nanga pursed her lips and held back.

Ji Cen'an used the tip of his white nails to slide on Nanjia's white and tender neck skin, moving down inch by inch until he reached the fragile and deadly throat, and put his cool fingertips on it, and his red lips almost bit Nanjia's. ear, pressed the voice and whispered word by word:

"If you die early, don't even think about it."

"Nanja, you are mine..."

……

She was paranoid and intensified, not letting Nanga go.

Don't know pity, don't know restraint.

She is very possessive, and she is more and more tossing too much.

She is a reckless lunatic, in order to smooth Nanjia's edges and corners, after winning a verbal bet from the other party, she proposed to tattoo Nanjia's sexy and smooth waist, and carve her own mark with her own hands.

Nanjia was a trustworthy person, lying there with his bare back, motionless, his face pale.

His gaze fell on the distinct spinal groove line, and he glanced at the narrowest part of his waist. Without slowing down, Ji Cen'an asked hypocritically, "Does it hurt?"

Nanga didn't respond, and remained dumb.

Ji Cen'an said softly, "You have to endure the pain."

Nanga finally replied, cursing her.

"Ji Cen'an, there will always be a day when you will be punished."

She looked calm and said, "Really?"

It doesn't matter anymore and said: "Then I will wait."

The tattoo is done.

Nanjia's fair skin turned red in a large patch, which was very eye-catching.

Ji Cen'an was particularly satisfied, he was in a good mood and pulled Nanjia to the mirror to stand still, sniffed greedily near Nanjia's hair, and asked as if sick: "Does it look good?"

Nanga raised his hand and gave her a slap.

Snapped--

……

Ji Cen'an woke up and sat up from the hard plank bed, with his left hand propped aside, his whole body was drenched in sweat, and the white and shabby light gray short sleeves on his body were soaked, and the thin material stuck to the back of his chest, outlining the inside Convex and concave body curves, the whole person as if just fished out of the water.

The real environment is completely different from the dream, and they are two completely unrelated worlds.

The once gorgeous and luxurious life is gone, replaced by poor and dilapidated walls with peeling skin, rusted window frames, and dusty countertops... The narrow single room is cramped, and there are only a dozen or so rooms including bathrooms, toilets, and kitchens. Square area, many old furniture in the house do not know which garbage dump they picked up, or how many years they have been used. Take up space there.

After calming down for a while, Ji Cen'an barely moved when he was completely out of the dream, raised his arms and pulled off his wet clothes.

It was hot, the sun had not yet set in the fire outside, it was still early, and there was still some time before it got dark.

This lunch break was long enough. After eating, I lay down and woke up at six o'clock.

There is no air conditioner in the rental house, and the temperature outside is 34°C. The place is like a steamer that has just been cooked, and the air is so hot that there is an indescribable smell.

Sweat was all over Ji Cen'an's forehead, and also in the palm of his hand, and the hair stuck to his neck and collarbone was matted into strands.

I feel a little uncomfortable, sticky and uncomfortable.

Turning his head and looking outside, the afterglow of the setting sun was really dazzling, Ji Cen'an subconsciously covered his arms in front of his eyes, and got up when he recovered, got out of bed, put on his shoes, found clean clothes and went to the bathroom to change.

The bathing place in the bathroom is very small, next to the toilet, you can walk in two steps, and when you turn around, there is a wall.

There is not even a door here, only a piece of tattered rotten cloth as a curtain, and the lighting lamp on the top is also weak, and its effect is almost useless.

In the past, Ji Cen'an would never set foot in such a bad place where low-level people lived, and would never come here even if she died, but now she has no choice, and she doesn't care anymore.

She is now a debt-ridden poor ghost with empty pockets, worse than the low-level people, and only deserves to live in such a dark and dark way. This 200 yuan monthly rent house is quite acceptable to her.

Being able to live is considered luck, and there is no room for choice.

Besides, Ji Cen'an has been used to this kind of life after leaving Z city for so long, and he doesn't feel how shabby it is here, so he can make do with it.

After all, today is different from the past. The Ji family has long since fallen. She was not the pampered young lady who stood above the clouds a long time ago. Just don't care too much.

The bath water is cool, in stark contrast to the restless day.

Sensing the sudden coldness, Ji Cen'an suddenly trembled, and his body trembled accordingly.

Although it is a hot day, it is not enough to take a shower in cold water, I can't stand it.

But there is no way, the water heater is broken, and the landlord has not sent someone to fix it for a long time, so we can only use it.

After insisting on washing for half a minute, Ji Cen'an turned to face the shower when he got used to the coldness of the cold water, closed his eyes and poured water on his head, took a shallow breath, his plump chest heaved and heaved twice, and then wiped his face with his hands indiscriminately.

Wash the front, and calm down by the way.

She felt that she was still a little immersed in the aftertaste of the past, and she was inexplicably annoyed, as if something was blocking her heart.

It's been so long, and I'm obviously far away from the past, never thinking about it, but this time I will dream about those things that are there.

Mostly because I have been away for too long, I will inevitably recall something when I return to my hometown, and I will subconsciously remember a certain period of time.

Ji Cen'an didn't care too much, after thinking for a while, he still didn't worry too much.

After rubbing her face casually, she turned around and continued to rinse her back and other places.

In less than a quarter of an hour, the water was turned off, and a white towel was pulled down from the stainless steel bar.

He wiped off the water indiscriminately, messed with his hair, dragged the flip-flops for half a step, brushed the floor and half opened the curtain, casually threw the towel on his shoulders, and then bent over to pick up the underwear from the low shelf at the bathroom door Put it on first.

The moment he bent down slightly, under the soft white light, the deep scar on Ji Cen'an's back was gradually exposed, like a thin snake, ugly and horribly twisted, showing the sinister and malicious accidents he had encountered before. .

Ji Cen'an couldn't see the scar, and he didn't pay much attention to it, so he went out after cleaning up and sat down by the bed again.

The hair is still half-dry and not wet, and the water at the ends of the hair must not drip.

There is no hair dryer in the house, so she can only do a few more wipes, waiting to dry naturally in loose suspenders.

After everything was done, Ji Cen'an calmed down and calmly took care of the situation.

It was not by accident that she came back this time, but to deal with certain matters and solve the mess left by the Ji family. It was really a last resort.

Three years ago, the Ji family collapsed like a mountain, and many vassals scattered like birds and beasts to avoid suspicion. The rest of the Ji family, including Ji Cen'an and her own parents, all ran away. A vengeful, debt-seeking person who died, and struggled for half his life to escape with difficulty.

She ventured back to Z City this time because she received reliable news and found out the movements of a key person who used to work in Ji's family, so she took advantage of the storm to calm down a little, to see if she could find a way to find that person, and followed the vine to find him. Those scourges of Chuji's family.

However, all the progress is still blank. Ji Cen'an has not been able to find anyone, so he has to wait.

The problem is more complicated and difficult, and there is nothing to do for a while.

After all, it is limited in ability, there is no way.

Ji Cen'an was not in a hurry, he picked up his phone to check, and put it down when there was no message.

The warm wind outside the window pours in, and suddenly blows here.

There was a sluggish rustic atmosphere on the gray streets, and there was a faint smell of fermented waste accumulation, which was very unpleasant.

Ji Cen'an frowned and raised his head involuntarily.

The dark brown factory wall stood opposite, blocking the surrounding objects, except for the gray and dark boundary, the rest could not be seen.

After a while, Ji Cen'an still looked away, lowering his eyelids halfway.

The sky changed every three years, Feng Shui took turns, she was so down and out, and she didn't know what happened to some people...