Chapter 116
Chapter 116
The afterglow of the setting sun slanted into the window, and the dim yellowness filled the whole ward.
Nanga, who was supposed to go out, stopped in an instant, with keen senses.
Taking advantage of the situation and looking down, Nanjia's beautiful long eyes were half closed, as if she had been affected by the fatal restraint engraved in her bones, she subconsciously grabbed Ji Cen'an lightly instead, and never dared to let go.
I can't tell whether it's reality or an illusion, and I'm afraid it will change back to the original in a moment.
……
The treatment team entered the ward, and irrelevant personnel were cleared away.
The attending doctor started a series of examinations as soon as he entered, looked left and right at Ji Cen'an, did something, and then quickly directed his team to do things.
Intensive care units are getting busier than rounds of observation.
Nanga stood outside the wall, still in a blank space.
Doctors and nurses kept passing by, and she looked back inside, even if she couldn't see the person, she didn't know the specific progress.
Shao Yubai was the second batch to come here, and he appeared as soon as he received the news.
Accompanied by Boss Xue's male assistant, as well as the policewoman from last time and her colleagues.
Unable to enter the intensive care unit, Shao Yubai rushed to Nanjia and asked a little unsteadily, "Is she awake?"
Nanjia didn't respond, and there was no room for extraneous things in his eyes.
Unable to get an answer, Shao Yubai pulled a passing nurse to ask for details.
The nurse told the truth.
……
The golden color of dusk burned on the top of the mountain, and more than half of the sky was red.
The blinding white light on the top was shining straight on, Ji Cen'an's thick eyelashes trembled slightly, his eyes were still closed, but he vaguely reacted.
In the haze, it seemed to have had an extremely long dream, immersed in it, and couldn't break free for a long time.
The surrounding voices were a little noisy, ringing in the ears, but I couldn't understand what was being said.
Ji Cen'an couldn't tell the difference, he couldn't do it, he felt his body was heavy and floating, he was in a trance and lost his direction, like a rootless duckweed, but his whole body hurt, especially the one on his back.
The past is like a tide of fragments, one after another, everyone is moving forward, only she is forced to go backwards, always going back the same way.
The familiarity that is at your fingertips becomes more and more strange, and gradually moves away.
Ji Cen'an wanted to keep him, but he couldn't.
In the dream, at first it was when I was a child, when I was three or four years old.
She met the old man of Ji's family, Cheng Yuzhu, Ji Yunjing... and Ji Tianming who was handsome and upright.At that time, she still called him big brother, sticking cheekily behind Ji Tianming all day and getting in the way, unable to drive him away.
She always likes to get into trouble, and she has been stubborn since she was a child, not letting her elders worry about it.
But Cheng Yuzhu never cared, never gave a reprimand.
Ji Yunjing treated her normally, she didn't care like a normal father, she was always a shopkeeper, only occasionally remembered that there was a young daughter at home, and bought some food and play perfunctorily.
Only Ji Tianming was kind to her, reluctantly giving half of the friendship that a normal family should have - Ji Tianming felt sorry for her and couldn't bear it.
But she didn't understand when she was young, she was too slow.
Sometimes Ji Tianming also annoyed her and hated her being around.
She had no eyesight, so she grabbed Ji Tianming's sleeve tightly, not wanting to be left out, so she said cautiously, "Brother, don't be angry."
Ji Tianming shook off her, with disgust on his face: "Don't follow."
She groaned helplessly, her face puffed up, not very happy.
Ji Tianming really abandoned her and threw the little boy outside on the road.
That day Ji Cen'an found it by himself, and the sky was gray when he got home.
The members of the Ji family didn't look for her, maybe they didn't notice that she was missing, or there were other reasons.
Ji Yunjing didn't even look her in the eye, and found that she had entered the door with a strange expression on her face.Cheng Yuzhu, on the other hand, treated her as air and was indifferent as always.
Days always seemed to be like this until growing up.
The role of family members is missing, and the sense of existence is not as good as the helper who takes her.
Aunt Liang came here at this time. She worked in Ji's company, worked as Ji Yunjing's assistant, and was also responsible for taking care of her.
For a long period of time, about seven years, Aunt Liang was with Ji Cen'an.
Later on, Aunt Liang got ahead in Ji's company, so she no longer needed to work hard as a nanny, and Ji Cen'an returned to her original self.But at the age of teens, he can already be separated from adults, Ji Cen'an no longer needs to be pushed around like an object like when he was a child.
Puberty is the most flamboyant period, and she is doing well, happier than her peers.
The days when there is no shortage of money are comfortable and happy, without the nagging and nagging of adults, she is like a weed in spring, growing wildly, and she is becoming more and more undisciplined, doing many bad things.
But the Ji family still didn't care and let her run amok.
The school will not expel Ji Cen'an, and no one dares to offend her. She is an unreasonable overlord, messing around and messing around whenever she can.
That kind of life has been going on for a long time, and it gradually becomes boring.
When she was in high school, the Ji family began to make plans for her to study abroad, and wanted to send her out.
That was the only time Cheng Yuzhu had a serious and detailed conversation with her, asking about her interests and goals, but ignoring her wishes.
They laid everything out without any regard for what she thought.
Ji Cen'an made a big fuss, disturbing everyone so much that they couldn't be clean.
She didn't go abroad in the end, forcing Cheng Yuzhu to almost sever ties with her.
...I only met Nanjia in the second half of college, and I saw such a person who I fell in love with immediately.
The dream turned into a scene full of the two of them getting along, from acquaintance to confirmation, and then to those unclear entanglements.
Ji Cen'an had investigated Nanjia in private at the beginning, and knew everything about Nanjia, including the background of Xu Xingjian and Nanjia.
In a way, they were the same kind of people, not too far apart in family.
Ji Cen'an is rebellious, does not abide by the rules of the world, and wants to drag someone to accompany him to degenerate.
She chose Nanga.
She deliberately approached, made some superficial pursuit behaviors, and said frankly: "I am gay."
Nanga ignored her.
She was not discouraged, she blinked her eyes honestly, but asked meaningfully in her mouth: "Do you dislike this?"
Nanga only said, "That's your business."
She lightly raised the corners of her lips, looked at Nanjia's face and said seriously: "I like women."
Drawing a picture without raising his head, Nanjia replied: "Whatever."
Suddenly entering that time, Ji Cen'an's feeling is real.
She lured Nanga step by step, pulled Nanga into her side, and at the same time brutally occupied Nanga's world.
They fell in love, but Nanjia refused to admit her, always being stubborn.
However, whenever they had sex, Nanga hugged her the tightest again, embracing her shoulders absently, or wrapping her arms around her back, and refused to let go when she was exhausted.
She took a bite of Nanga's lower lip and whispered affectionately: "You will be with me from now on."
Nanjia resisted and dodged, but let her hold him down again.
She shrank into the quilt and tossed about, with a shy face.
Nanjia shrank to the side, but she was unable to match her strength, so she could only let her blushing in the end.
She bit the tip of Nanga's ear: "Is that all right?"
Nanga said stiffly, "No."
She smiled and groped on Nanjia, not giving a chance to change her breath.
Nanjia gritted her teeth and scolded her in a low voice.
The Nanga in the dream seemed to be a little gentler than in the memory, not so cold.
Maybe Ji Cen'an ignored these at the beginning, maybe he couldn't remember clearly, but Nanjia occupied most of the dream.
Many of their experiences are the same... Such as the erosion of the tide, slowly engulfing Ji Cen'an.
Ji Cen'an forgot many details and couldn't tell the truth from the fake.
She remembered the last time they got together before leaving Z City.
That day in Beiyuan, Nanjia took the initiative to wait for her and talked to her a lot.
Ji Cen'an couldn't remember the specifics, only saw Nanjia's mouth opening and closing, and then Nanjia came up to kiss her and whispered to her.
They spent the night on the sofa, and when they opened their eyes again in their dreams, Ji Cen'an was reduced to hiding in other places after a year.
Everything is covered with a layer of white light, with a faint halo.
The sense of restraint is very heavy, and I can't break free no matter what.
……
Ji Cen'an returned to that night.
She had thought about it, and let it go that night.
She was sitting on a wooden bed, and the old house was full of mold and decay, which smelled bad.
The basin at the foot of the bed is filled with black charcoal, and the lighter and dry sticks for the fire are placed on a small table within easy reach.
……
She couldn't do anything, so she just smoked a cigarette with the lighter and leaned against the wall in despair.
Ji Cen'an still couldn't get out, the dream was too solid, it forced her to be trapped.
The surrounding sounds are really loud and endless.
It was not Nanga who was speaking, it was a stranger.
There is German, with occasional bits of English mixed in.
It's getting clearer.
Ji Cen'an moved his hands again, opened his eyelids a little, and tried his best to resist the sleepiness.
In front of him was a group of shadows in white clothes.
Still can't see the faces of these people.
The sense of separation became stronger and stronger, and he became a little more sober—the next moment, he fell back again.
But this time there are no more scenes, the past is gone, and the rest is peace.
There were two reactions in the middle, but the consciousness was still not clear enough.
...It was early in the morning when Ji Cen'an fully woke up. He struggled to open his eyes, and after a while, he first saw the pure white ceiling on top.
My mind is still groggy, and my stomach feels uncomfortable.
When the body is heavy, the head is also heavy.
The doctor approached, and the approach was to check, to test the pupil reaction and so on.
Ji Cen'an couldn't understand the doctor's German, so he opened his chapped lips, rolled his eyes, and blurted out his name.The attendant heard it, turned around and explained to the other two, giving pointers.
The pedestrians left in a short time and filed out, leaving only one nurse guarding here.
Ji Cen'an was able to move, but he still couldn't get off the ground.She tilted her head, a little sluggish.
Nanjia was the first to come in, walked into her line of sight, and stood beside the hospital bed.
She was weak and just stared at Nanga.
Nanjia touched her side face, stroked her neck, and said softly, "I'm here, I haven't left."
Ji Cen'an twitched the corners of his mouth, squeezed out a smile that was uglier than crying, grabbed Nanjia's arm, and pulled it dully.
Signal to get closer, not too far away.
Nanga understands and does so.
Without hesitation, he lowered his mouth to her neck, touched it lightly, and then moved it up to the jaw line.
Only then did Ji Cen'an stop, and leaned against Nanjia.
Nanga hugged her, and both of them were silent.
When it was almost time, Ji Cen'an called Nanjia by her name.
Nanjia responded tenderly: "Yes."
"Come here again."
"it is good."
Ji Cen'an said, "It's a bit uncomfortable."
According to her hypocrisy, Nanjia asked softly: "Where is it uncomfortable?"
Ji Cen'an said weakly, "My body hurts..."
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