Falling back to gl

The evening wind is gentle, and the fallen leaves on the ground are rustling.

The night in the old city is no better than a bustling commercial street. At this time, there are not a few lights left in the surrounding residential buildings, and the white or yellow cubes are sparsely scattered on the low cubes. It's an inlaid luminous button.

Separated, the two did not immediately distance themselves, but faced each other and calmed down quietly.

The intimacy without warmth is too deliberate and lacks the emotional components that should be there between partners. There is no beautiful and inseparable attachment. Instead, there is a bit of weird disgust and contradiction, more like pulling, each tied to the same A tough filament slowly cuts and grinds mercilessly in the opponent's flesh.

The dark night blocked the communication of sight, and no one could see whether there was a touch or other emotion on the other person's face.

Something restrains them and binds both of them.

It was as if an invisible wall had been built, constantly closing in and approaching, making the atmosphere more and more heavy.

During this period, Ji Cen'an turned his eyes away, unwilling to face Nanjia so stiffly.

"Look at me..." Nanjia whispered, provoking Ji Cen'an's face, preventing him from looking elsewhere.

Suddenly far, suddenly near.

We can't get together all the time, and a gap lies in the middle.

Ji Cen'an turned back and hugged Nanjia.

Hugging in a vague way, the arms did not touch Nanjia, and there was a small section from the back of the waist, which did not touch.

Nanjia looked at her, and got close to her after a while.

It was time to stop, but Ji Cen'an gave up, just like the last time in the rental house, he agreed to everything.

Nanjia placed a hand on Ji Cen'an's shoulder, draping the man.

Ji Cen'an was still the same, no matter what Nanjia did, she would suffer, even when Nanjia held her side face with the palm of her hand, she still tilted her head slightly, and she happened to fall into Nanjia Ka's hands.

Sticky, greasy and crooked.

A little deformed, not suitable for the current scene.

The two of them were in the indifferent state of strangers in the hospital. Just now, Nanjia also vented his anger on Ji Cen'an, but now they were a little confused and soft.

However, such an ambiguous move, obviously at such a close distance, has no love at all.

Nanjia rubbed Ji Cen'an's cheeks heavily with her fingertips, and became calm again, as if the bit of malice that had just been revealed was just a sudden hallucination.

Nanjia quickly pulled out of his addiction, sobering up before Ji Cen'an.

The tenderness was fleeting, and it became cold again.

"Is Miss Jiang so enthusiastic about everyone, or is she just different?" Nanjia whispered, her beautiful eyes turned slightly, she gathered her thoughts just now, looked at Ji Cen'an through the darkness, and the tone resumed The usual relaxed and ordinary, seemingly not distracted.

The touch at the corner of his mouth hadn't dissipated yet, Ji Cen'an let go of his hand, and it was no longer so tense.

Some things can't be explained clearly in a few words, and it's not convincing to explain it. After all, it is abnormal in itself, and Ji Cen'an himself can't understand it.She couldn't figure out what Nanjia was thinking at that time, and she didn't know what kind of psychology she was doing now. She met Nanjia's eyes and said, "I have time tonight, so I just come out."

"It's not an ordinary colleague. When did you get so close?" Nanjia said, carefully smoothing out his neckline.

Ji Cen settled down, unable to explain.

Nanjia: "Miss Jiang is very popular, she can get along with anyone, and can make friends with anyone."

This is true.

In the past, Ji Cen'an made friends widely, everyone in the circle knew each other, no matter who he was with, he could get online.

Even though there are some people who only put on airs for the sake of the Ji family, and for the sake of the eldest brother and the others, and despise her from the bottom of their hearts, she does eat well everywhere and is very popular with those scumbag friends sought after.

It's only been a long time since he returned to the city, but after working in a small bar for more than ten days, Ji Cen'an met two friends, and even changed his nature to come out to help others.

We all meet by chance, and few of them can be like this. They kindly take care of the elders and children for their colleagues, and all the help comes to this. No matter how you look at it, it is strange.

"It wasn't like this before." Nanjia whispered, remembering those days, there was something in his words.

Ji Cen'an drooped his eyelids, stiffened, and did not bow his head.

For a long time, she only said: "Nanjia."

Nanjia hummed, slowly.

"I didn't see you at the time, so I didn't pay attention at first." Ji Cen'an said.

"You also like that child very much and take good care of him." Nanjia said, not listening to her words and ignoring them.

Ji Cen'an opened his mouth, unable to deny it, and continued: "It's not what you think."

Feeling that she was too self-deceiving and not honest, she couldn't hide her position of protecting A Chong mother and son, and her words were full of protection for them.The corner of Nanjia's mouth raised slightly, and said: "I didn't think about it, Miss Jiang, don't get me wrong."

Ji Cen'an frowned, feeling concerned.

I don't like Nanjia's appearance, and I can't accept it. I also feel that Nanjia seems to be threatening something, and I have a tendency to be careful.

In my memory, Nanjia never did this. They often turned their faces and quarreled, and the quarrels were unstoppable, but Nanjia was always calmer than Ji Cen'an.

In the past, Nanga had her own pride, and she would never compare or talk about these things. Sometimes she was so lofty that it was annoying, but she always insisted on not involving other people.

Back then it was Ji Cen'an who loved to turn over old accounts, was petty-minded and stubborn, insisted on holding on to some messy things, and often lost his temper for insignificant people.

Now that the two have switched angles, many things have changed.

They sit together but cannot be touched.

After a long silence, Ji Cen'an said, "What about Xu Xingjian?"

Nanga lowered his arm, and suddenly did not argue with it.

"Maybe I don't know Miss Jiang well enough, I'm not that familiar."

He took it lightly, but stopped talking about the person who mentioned his side.

The opposite approach, two ways of treating.

Probably influenced by the scene in the afternoon, Ji Cen'an asked: "Is Xu Xingjian not bad?"

Nanjia didn't care much, and said, "What does Miss Jiang want to ask?"

Both sides are at a stalemate, and the air is about to freeze.

Each has its own inverse scales, and there are places that cannot be touched.

Ji Cen'an didn't answer, and didn't want to make it clear.

I don't know how long it took, but Nanjia said slowly: "Miss Jiang already knew it, didn't she?"

Ji Cen'an froze and understood the meaning of this sentence.

The layer of camouflage was pierced, and the illusion suddenly rotted to pieces.

That's all, it won't go any further.

Within half a minute, the lights in the car were turned on and suddenly lit up.

Zhao Qihong, who was waiting by the street, received the signal, and immediately took two steps, walked over three steps at a time, opened the door and got on the car again.

Knowing that it was over, Zhao Qihong would not talk too much and intervene, no matter how gloomy the atmosphere inside was, he still pretended not to feel it, went up and started the car, dutifully drove the Honda car to send Ji Cen'an to where she wanted to arrive.

There is no need for Ji Cen'an to report the name of the place and where he is going. This party knows everything. He has investigated it long ago, and everything is clear.

When he arrived at the entrance of the Internet cafe, Zhao Qihong didn't go down to open the door for Ji Cen'an like he did the first time. He stopped, turned around and looked back, and said respectfully, "Miss Jiang Can, we're here."

Ji Cen'an got out of the car and opened the door by himself.

After the door was closed, the Honda changed direction and drove towards another fork in the road.

That's not the direction back to Beiyuan or Hancheng Road, it's the opposite.

It's so late, I can't see where I'm going.

The night with cars and people swallowed them into it and disappeared on the other side of the street.

It's already twelve o'clock, half an hour late for work.

Entering the Internet cafe, Ji Cen'an will be greeted with scolding, the supervisor will not ask anything, just open his mouth to criticize.

The other employees all go to work on time, and no one is absent or late, except Ji Cen'an, a temporary worker, who is special.

The supervisor said directly: "I don't even have a phone number. If you don't want to do it, you can leave tomorrow. Our place is small and we can't stand your troubles. It's really..."

Ji Cen'an didn't talk back, and excused that there was no bus at night, but told the truth that he came here on foot.

The supervisor was so angry that his face was crooked, as if she was an idiot without a brain.

"We're on the night shift, isn't it long enough for you to go out during the day?"

"Can't take a taxi if you can't take the bus?"

"Next time, I'll pick you up personally and come to work, okay?!"

The supervisor spoke harshly, opened his mouth and sarcasm, and was making a fuss about being late, and accusing today's young people of not being able to bear hardships and stand hard work, and not paying attention to such an easy job.

He had the intention of taking the opportunity to make a move, scolding Ji Cen'an openly, but secretly warning the other employees who were slack in their work.

After finally seizing such an opportunity to show off his prestige, he can show off his leadership demeanor, and the supervisor will expose it in a few words.

Ji Cen'an is not the only one who is lazy in the Internet cafe, some people come here, but their serious work has long since drifted away, and they are fishing for money all day long.

But after all, it is business hours, and there are still a group of customers in the Internet cafe. The supervisor stopped it and said in a low voice, "I'll settle the score with you later."

How can it be too late, when the scolding is over, it's time for the supervisor to finish work.

In the end, it ended with a deduction of money, only half an hour late, but twenty wages were deducted tonight.

As a warning to others, there will be no next time.

Ji Cen'an didn't refute a word, he just got to work when he arrived, and took a rest at the cashier in the middle, and didn't say much from the beginning to the end.

His face was stern, and he was unsmiling all night.

The other employees didn't know what happened to her, and they only shook their faces when they were upset by being scolded. Everyone consciously refrained from provoking her, and tried to reduce their presence as much as possible.

A colleague was being scolded first, and everyone was more motivated than usual this evening, and they barely worked harder.

At dawn, Ji Cen'an rested on his stomach on the table, resting his head on his arms, and covered his face with a peaked cap, completely covering it.

Babyface came over around [-]:[-] and showed up with two bags of steamed buns and heated soy milk. As soon as she entered the door, she found her and patted her to wake her up.

Ji Cen'an brushed off his paw, "Get out of the way."

Putting one of the buns and soy milk in front of her, the baby face said: "Ah Chong bought it, and we each have half."

Ji Cen'an didn't even look at it, he had no appetite to eat.

Seeing that her energy was not very good, Baby Face helped her bring over the wages, looked at her lips curiously, then raised her finger as a gesture, "What's wrong with your mouth, why are you so skinny?"

Putting away the money, Ji Cen'an grabbed the satchel and put it on his back, turned around and left.

No one cares, it's annoying.

I didn't understand why she was so indifferent, her baby face was confused, she looked at the hot breakfast on the table, and asked her back: "I really don't want food?"

The tall figure walked away, turning a blind eye.