Falling back to gl

The waiting line at the pharmacy in the lobby on the first floor is long, and the number of patients doubles on weekdays. There is a long queue in front of the self-service payment machine alone, and there are crowded people everywhere.

The slight smell of sweat in the crowd mixed with the smell of the hospital's disinfectant, and there was an indescribable smell, which was offensive and unpleasant.

Ji Cen'an squeezed into the waiting area holding the bills that had already been paid, and waited for the pharmacy to call the number.Ah Chong, who was next to him, took Xiaoyu with him to prevent the child from running around, and talked to her from time to time, talking about how to arrange it at night.

Ji Cen'an was absent-minded, not listening, distracted.

Thinking about something, distracted.

Ah Chong called her twice, and whispered: "Jiang Can."

It took Ji Cen'an a while to gather his mind, and he was slow to realize that he was calling himself.She turned her head to look, thinking that they had been called, and said in response, "Go right away."

A Chong stopped him and said, "It's not about getting medicine, we haven't arrived yet. Let me ask you what you want for dinner, box lunch or fried vegetables, or something else?"

Ji Cen'an is not picky about food, "It's all right, you can decide."

"Then eat stir-fried vegetables. I'll buy them at the restaurant at the door later. After you get the medicine, take Xiaoyu there first." A Chong said, and asked what kind of meat he wanted to eat, and whether he would like soup.

Treating Ji Cen'an as a guest, thinking that she made a special trip to help, I am sorry to neglect casually.

Ji Cen'an had no objections, and reported the names of two home-cooked dishes, which were not expensive.

A Chong wrote it down, and when we talked about it later, she looked a bit haggard, she looked tired, and asked if it was too hard to work the night shift and didn't have a good rest, and she couldn't adapt to the work intensity of the Internet cafe.

I didn't connect it with the incident at the elevator entrance, but I felt that Ji Cen'an was not like this before he went downstairs, and now he looks a little tired, and he seems a little decadent for no reason.

Ji Cen'an shook his head, and prevaricated: "No, maybe I went out to bask in the sun, it's too hot outside."

"The sun is quite hot, it's 38 degrees Celsius today." A Chong said.

After waiting in line for more than 20 minutes to get the medicine, Ji Cen'an took the child upstairs to the ward, and Ah Chong went out alone to buy food and brought it back.

There are four beds in a ward in the inpatient department, and three beds are full of people.A Chong's mother was in the seat by the window. As soon as Ji Cen'an entered, the nurse came to change the infusion bottle and explained what the family members were going to do later.

Ji Cen'an followed suit one by one, and went to the nurse's station a little later.

Although they were in the same inpatient building, similar encounters did not happen again.

One is in a general ward, and the other is in an advanced suite ward. The two sides are not on the same floor, and there is a big gap between them. The possibility of encountering them again is very small.

After finishing everything that needs to be done, Ji Cen'an stood at the stairs at the end of the corridor for a while, staying alone, not wanting to be questioned by A Chong's mother.

The elderly cared too much, and they were so uncomfortable that they were lying on the hospital bed weakly, but they still thought about the busyness of the young people, and they always babbled repeatedly in a confused way.Ji Cen'an couldn't stand it anymore, so he stayed away to comfort the old man, because he wanted to be clean and didn't want to listen to long-winded words.

After staying at the stairs for more than ten minutes, I turned back and entered the ward, and the baby face had already arrived.

This kid is also here to help. Ah Chong has to go to work in the bar after eight o'clock, and he probably won't be here until three o'clock. During this period, he has to rely on his baby face to guard his mother and Xiaoyu.Babyface and other colleagues changed shifts to tomorrow's morning shift, so they have relatively free time.

If someone else takes over, Ji Cen'an can leave, and he can go back to the rented room to rest for a while before working again.

It's only past seven o'clock, and it's still early for the evening shift to start.

Ji Cen'an didn't stay, and declined A Chongrang's invitation to take the bus back together, and he didn't plan to go back to Tongzixiang either.She sat on a park bench under the inpatient department for an hour, taking advantage of the sunset to catch the wind and get some air.

It is also boring to be alone in a narrow and claustrophobic room all day long. Breathing fresh air properly is also a way to relax and not be so depressing.

The temperature at dusk is still hot, there are few pedestrians in the park, and the green and lush vegetation is basically everywhere you look, and the surroundings are peaceful and pleasant.

Ji Cen'an couldn't get up for a long time, and sat down as if he had taken root in the ground. He was alone leisurely, not looking at his phone or doing other things to pass the time, and he could bear his temper.

The sky gradually became darker, the rich gray and black covered the bright white, the stacked clouds disappeared, and the stars and the moon did not appear as expected.It's empty tonight, there's nothing in the sky except pure blackness.

The surrounding street lights lit up one after another, and the neighborhood became more and more peaceful.

There were still a few ten minutes before work time, Ji Cen'an took out his phone and glanced at it, then walked out along the path and walked outside.

The hospital is only one or two kilometers away from the Internet cafe, and you can walk there.

She pulled down the brim of her hat and walked down the road.

Go through two traffic lights, walk a fairly long straight road, turn out of the fork and walk a short distance to the entrance of the Internet cafe.

An unremarkable gray Honda Accord also drove up at this time, following at a very slow speed.

The car was not in a hurry and did not cover up, it followed Ji Cen'an openly, not afraid of being discovered.

Ji Cen'an had noticed the existence of the Honda car from the last section of the road, and she could tell who was in it without looking.

It's casual, no worries at all.

The people and the cars all went down the shaded and secluded road, the Honda finally stopped and the windows were lowered.

As soon as Zhao Qihong showed up, he politely called her: "Miss Jiang Can."

The person in the backseat of the car remained motionless, peaceful and calm hidden in the cover of the car window.

Ji Cen'an stopped, pretending not to understand.

"Mr. Zhao."

Zhao Qihong has always been a good person, and he didn't mention the matter of following him in the middle of the night, he just said: "It's a coincidence that I can meet you every now and then."

Then he asked in a nice voice: "Where are you going? Shall I give you a ride?"

For sure.

Asking is just to step down, not to make the scene so rigid, it is necessary to get in the car or not.After all, they have followed all the way, even if they refuse now, they won't be able to run away later.

After thanking him, Ji Cen'an opened the car door and went up, and sat in the back seat next to the person inside.

Zhao Qihong continued to start the car without asking where the destination was. As soon as she got up, he drove the car to another street that was more secluded, sent them to the outdoor parking lot in the distance, and then consciously got out of the car to watch the wind, far away Don't bother, leave the place for the two of them.

The lights in the car were also turned off, except for the two of them, it was a quiet and closed space.

The Honda car is not spacious enough, two long-legged tall people sit together, and if they move a little bit, they will accidentally touch each other's knees or other parts.

Ji Cen'an looked sideways, and looked at Nanjia who had changed into a skirt.

It was Nanjia who spoke first, and said softly, seemingly casually: "Miss Jiang rarely comes out tonight, and I seldom see you."

The usual alienating attitude was much different than that of Xu Xingjian and the others in the afternoon.

Without asking what he was going to do, Ji Cen'an said, "I have something to do today."

Nanga asked, "Who is sick?"

Ji Cen'an opened and closed his lips slightly, but he still told the truth: "My friend's mother, come and do me a favor."

Nanjia said straightly: "Then you are quite familiar and have a good relationship."

A Chong's name was not mentioned, which is obvious.An understatement, without too deep meaning, just talking, it seems to be a feeling of emotion, but it doesn't seem like it.

Unable to understand what this meant, unable to figure out the other party, Ji Cen'an raised his eyelids a little and stared at the figure beside him.After a while, she trembled her eyelashes, and asked in turn: "What about you, who are you going to the hospital for?"

Nanga refused to tell.

"Accompany Professor Xu to visit relatives?" Ji Cen'an said, guessing with certainty, he already knew their communication style.

Every time Nanjia and Xu Xingjian show up at the same place, they must be doing something together, most of the time they are meeting their parents or elders.

The Nan family and the Xu family are close friends, and they have already bundled up their children as a couple, and they are willing to match up the two childhood sweethearts, tacitly agreeing that the two families will become a family sooner or later, so they are invited to do many things together.

Nanjia's sister-in-law is also here this afternoon, so it's like this.

Such things happened frequently in the past few years, and it's not like Ji Cen'an has never seen them.

Nanga didn't admit it, but he didn't deny it either.

The car was drowsy, and the vision was not clear.

Neither of them could see the expression on the other's face, and they chatted bluntly when they met, aimlessly, as if they didn't care.

Nanjia didn't want to talk about herself, so she moved the topic away.

"Do you want to go tomorrow?"

Ji Cen'an didn't say anything, she could hear that she was in a strange mood, so she avoided talking about it.

It's not important in itself, and it's unnecessary to talk about the truth.

But such a cover-up style seemed ambiguous, and suddenly seemed to avoid it deliberately, protecting A Chong and the others, and preventing outsiders from approaching.

This is the first time Ji Cen'an has ever protected the people around him like this.

The unique treatment is only given to the couple, which is very special.

Nanjia was not angry, she had already expected her to be like this, so she stopped asking after a while.

The atmosphere was stagnant, and the two sides were at a stalemate for no reason, and no one backed down.

Ji Cen'an sensed the change in Nanjia, and felt that the other party had suddenly cooled down, but he couldn't respond and didn't want to explain.

Nanjia was gentle, and stretched out her fair hand to touch Ji Cen'an's face, stroking her outline with her fingertips, rubbing it twice, and said in a low voice: "You care about her very much."

Ji Cen'an didn't resist, and said, "No."

This is false, and it is perfunctory at first glance, which is not in line with her nature.Negative so quickly, as if afraid of what will happen, but it sounds like an affirmation.

If he really didn't care, Ji Cen'an wouldn't come over tonight, let alone lie.

Nanjia remained silent, still touching her, with his fingertips moving at the corner of her mouth, passing her lips as if nothing, touching her temperature.

"Really?" Nanjia said warmly, and he stroked her neck not long after.

Ji Cen'an then moved his throat, unable to restrain his reflexive response.

Unconsciously, feeling her change, Nanjia took a while to pinch her chin, twisted forcefully to his side, and lifted it up again.

She is submissive and bears it all the time.

Nanjia leaned closer, only a short distance away from her, and fell all the shallow and hot breath on her face.

Ji Cen'an didn't hide, and didn't push him away.

Immediately afterwards, it fell softly and moistly, covering the corners of her mouth.

... Nanga came up.

The tingling sensation on her lips made Ji Cen'an uncomfortable, and a trace of blood oozes out. She tightened her slender fingers, and couldn't help but grab the cushion under her body, pinching it hard, and didn't let go for a long time.

The two figures cuddled together, intimate and lingering.

The road was silent, and the pitch-black night turned into thick ink that could not be melted away, covering up all movements.