Falling back to gl

The summer in Z City is humid, and the dense patter of bean beads continued to fall for three to four 10 minutes without stopping. Because the drainage is not smooth, small beaches have accumulated in the low recesses of the road, and the flower beds not far away are even worse. The muddy water overflowed, and the surrounding area was cloudy.

Under the eaves of the shop is not a suitable place to hide from the rain, and it is not worth much use. Ji Cen'an is in a dilemma, and he can't change the place. In the end, almost no part of his body is dry.

It's not the right time to come out. If you leave a few minutes late, you can stay in the bar and wait until the rain stops before leaving. Unfortunately, it's a little bit off.

It's pure bad luck, there's no way.

Not only the body, but the messenger bag is not immune to bad luck.

Fortunately, there are not many things in the bag, so there will be no loss.

All of Ji Cen'an's belongings, together with the 6000 yuan given by Uncle Yang, were all hidden in the invisible digging bag on the innermost side of the messenger bag.In order to protect the little money in the bag, she stood sideways and stuffed the broken mobile phone in, fearing that it would be scrapped if it got wet.

A rotten thing that costs dozens of dollars is definitely not waterproof, and if it breaks, you have to pay for a new one, which is not worth it.

In the early morning of Shenhui Douzhuan, there is only such a lonely figure on the street. Normal people lie in bed early at this time, and no one will notice the movement here.

Even if they saw it, no one would come over to help out with bad intentions.Besides, whoever knew her at night would not dare to go out casually due to safety concerns.

He took out the cigarette case in the bag, and the surface was already a little damp.

I still got it from Chen Qirui, this time I took the lighter with me.Habitually looking for something to do to warm up his body, Ji Cen'an picked up a cigarette and put it in the corner of his mouth to enjoy himself, biting lightly, but did not light it, and then pressed the lighter after a while.

The wind was strong, and the sparks were blown out as soon as they jumped out.

Lighters are also not good, two yuan a piece of inferior things, there is not much compressed liquid butane left in it, and it will bottom out after a few times of use.

Ji Cen'an turned his back halfway, and had to raise his hand to cover it before he could light the cigarette.The turbulent thin white air is quite obvious under the dim yellow light, rising up hazyly, turning into nothingness in mid-air, and disappearing.

I only took two puffs without entering my lungs, feeling a little refreshed, and slowly spit out the white mist in my mouth. Ji Cen'an didn't smoke any more, and then played with the whole body of slender cigarettes between his fingers, doing nothing to pass the time, be patient Hou Zhu.

She didn't pay much attention to the surrounding environment, she was too busy to take care of herself, and there were so many cars parked on the street, so she didn't pay too much attention to one of them.

The continuous rain blurred the vision, making it difficult to see the specific scene on the other side, and it was even more difficult to detect that there were people in the car.

Ji Cen'an was a little irritable and bored, so he kicked the gravel next to his feet and looked up.

The smell of cheap tobacco is not good, and cheap nicotine permeates the air, mixed with a rotten smell coming from nowhere, mixed together, filling the nasal cavity, making people very uncomfortable after smelling it for a long time.

But Ji Cen'an could bear it, he wasn't pretentious, and didn't think there was anything wrong with it.

I have already adapted to such an environment, and I have no choice but to come here this way.

The smoke was almost exhausted, leaving only the last whitish ash.Only then did Ji Cen'an twist the cigarette holder with his fingertips, put it between his teeth and hold it again, sliding his throat slightly, and took out the remaining puff.

Immediately, he directly snuffed out the cigarette butt with his hands, and did not forget to find a basin that could barely be regarded as a trash can, and threw the trash in it gracefully.

The smoke is gone, and the rain has become smaller.

It is estimated that it will stop in a few minutes, and you can go back to the rental house.

Grab the phone and turn it on to see that it still works. The screen shows that it is more than 02:30, and it will be three o'clock in the morning in ten minutes.

On the other side, the Chevrolet Kovoz started driving, leaving this place first.

Zhao Qihong knew what to do. Seeing that the rain had subsided, he started the car without warning, turned out of the parking position in a low-key manner, and gradually drove towards the street opposite to the rental house.

Ji Cen'an on the side of the road saw the departure of the car, but he didn't care too much. He looked up as if it was someone who was also trapped in the same place and couldn't go, but he couldn't see the people in the car clearly. I came to the shape of the car and the license plate number passing by.

Volkswagen brand cars have no characteristics, and there are a lot of them on the street, which are too ordinary.

Ji Cen'an pulled down the strap of his messenger bag, then looked up at the sky, feeling that the rain would fall later, and it would be too late if he didn't leave, so he stepped into the stagnant water no matter whether it was still falling or not. Li, take advantage of this time to hurry on the road.

Hurry up to Tongzi Lane to avoid another delay in hiding.

After all, it was wet all over, not bad for this little drizzle.

At the same moment, Kovozli.

After driving for a while, Zhao Qihong dared to ask softly: "Mr. Nan, are you going to Hancheng tonight or..."

Hancheng Road, Nanga's usual residence.

But the people in the back row didn't say a word, and they didn't answer.

Zhao Qihong was quick-witted, and immediately understood. When he got to the intersection in front of him, he turned into another road and went to Beiyuan.

The car went all the way, unimpeded.

When they arrived at the villa, Zhao Qihong sent Nanga up meticulously.

My boss is really incomprehensible tonight. He is much more depressed than usual. Zhao Qihong doesn't talk indiscriminately from beginning to end. The items that may be needed are brought in, and when you turn around, you are about to go out and close the door.

But in the middle of the journey, Nanjia suddenly stopped him.

Zhao Qihong responded and turned back.

Nanjia said seriously, "Throw away the clothes in the bathroom."

Zhao Qihong was stunned for a moment, thinking that the outfit was specially prepared, but he still didn't say anything, and continued: "Okay, right away."

Nanjia said: "You can take it away and handle it yourself."

Zhao Qihong agreed again, but couldn't do it in time.

After all, it is a brand-name product purchased, and the price is not cheap. A coat is more than 2 yuan, so it is a pity to throw it away.Zhao Qihong must have put away all his clothes in private, not staying here to obstruct the boss's eyes.

Before the end of the second half of the night, the rain became heavier again.

The rampage was even fiercer than the previous one, and it kept hitting the transparent floor-to-ceiling windows, making a loud noise.

Nanjia stayed in the villa, sleeping on a bed on the second floor.

It's been a long time since Yuemo has spent the night here, and it's not a good night for her.When she slept until dawn, in a trance, the previous experience was overwhelming, which made her almost out of breath and unable to calm down.

The same summer rainy night, at about the same time, is still here.

……

They were all sweaty, their bodies were sticky and covered with a layer of warm dampness.Ji Cen'an hugged her, making her very uncomfortable, and she hit Ji Cen'an.It wasn't a fight, it was actually a push.But that kind of action was useless, it didn't restrain Ji Cen'an in any way, but instead made her be grabbed by the hand.

Ji Cen'an laughed lowly, leaned over to sniff greedily, and whispered her name.

She hit him again.

Ji Cen'an had a bad taste, and leaned close to her ear, breathed out: "You are so cruel, why don't you let go of your anger?"

She said, "Get out of the way."

Ji Cen'an was shameless, not only refused to give in, but also said a lot of shameless words, and lied softly: "Nanjia, I hurt..."

……

Immersed in the scene again, the sense of reality is too heavy, as if it was just yesterday.

Nanga opened his eyes and woke up.

It was still dark at that time, the rain was getting heavier, and the lights were not turned on. Everything outside the floor-to-ceiling windows seemed to be contained in a glass bottle. Although it was very close to the house, it was like two incompatible worlds.

Nanjia put one hand on the bed, pushed the quilt away and sat up.

Her thin back was already wet, and a few strands of sweaty black hair stuck to the side of her slender swan neck. The slightly curly hair tail extended below the collarbone, and the soft nightgown material stuck to the skin, making it uneven The radian of the curve is clearly outlined.

After a long time, after reacting and breaking away from the scene just now, Nanjia moved and slowly returned to the current reality.

Fumbling to turn on the light, a bright light suddenly appeared.

The green plants outside the window are partially exposed, the washed leaves are hanging weakly, and the rainwater is dripping down quickly along the tip.

pat, pat.