Falling back to gl

Chapter 131 The Finale

This year, the end of summer in City Z was particularly hot, with the temperature breaking through a new high and approaching the 40°C mark. The scorching sun made the leaves of the trees on both sides of the road wilt, and the empty streets seemed to be baked in a stove. The gray and white slate is hot, and there are almost no idle pedestrians outside.

There is no rain in July and August, and it is like this every day.

The days that followed were peaceful, and there were no big storms.

Without the noise of the machines running, and all kinds of crazy noises inside and outside the alley, the life in the air-conditioned room is flat and comfortable.Compared with the once suffocating living environment, the boring daily office life is rare and precious, and it can be called a different kind of enjoyment.

When I went to work in the company, Nanjia drove Ji Cen'an and went in and out together. On the first day of reporting, I just sent him to the development department.

Mr. Nan has a big heart, he didn't think about hiding their relationship, and he wasn't afraid of the random guessing of the employees below.

Anyway, it will be made public sooner or later, so it is better to let nature take its course and be more frank and calm.

Ji Cen'an's joining was very high-profile and attracted a lot of attention.

After all, it was the boss who went to battle in person and treated this new employee too specially, but anyone with eyes can see that they are tricky.

Most of the employees in the company had never met Ji Cen'an before, and they didn't know where she came from. Only a few people knew her.

Everyone was curious, secretly gossip about Ji Cen'an's identity, thinking that it was some important person, or an airborne person who was stuffed in by high-level executives/investors.

Nanjia let it go, Ji Cen'an didn't explain, both sides treated it indifferently, everyone guessed casually, and didn't give positive affirmation at all.

Archie and the others who knew the news also kept their mouths shut, not revealing a word.

I am too lazy to publicize it with great fanfare, there is no need, after a while, I will understand it naturally.

The ambiguity of adults can't be hidden, not to mention that they go in and out together like this every day, it's almost engraved on their faces.

There is no problem with the entry and adaptation of the new job. Ji Cen'an integrated into the group within two or three days, and he is quite used to it.

Colleagues are easy to get along with, accept and welcome Ji Cen'an's arrival.

Everything went smoothly and smoothly.

After returning home and lazily lying on the sofa, Ji Cen'an looked at Nanjia sideways, his eyebrows slightly curved: "Some people think that we are relatives."

Nanga came out wearing a towel, stepped on the carpet with bare feet, and asked while wiping her hair, "Who thinks?"

Ji Cen'an couldn't remember his name, so he gave a general description of his appearance, with a look of interest on his face: "He asked me which one is yours."

Nanjia took advantage of the situation and said, "Which one are you?"

Ji Cen'an blinked, pretended to be stupid, and let out an "ah".

Nanga went over, sat on the clean carpet, and stuffed a dry towel into her hand.

"Be serious."

Ji Cen'an sat up straight, raised his hand to continue, and said, "It's not serious."

Nanjia brushed her hair and let it hang down her back: "How did you answer?"

Ji Cen'an spread out the towel: "How do you want me to answer?"

"I don't care about you."

"It's okay."

Nanjia sat closer, with his back turned, and his tone was slightly raised: "Really?"

Ji Cen'an said, "It must be."

She can coax people very well, and intimate love words come out of her mouth.

The corner of the mouth raised a curve, Nanjia laughed: "Don't be poor."

"No, sincerely." Ji Cen'an said softly, with a serious face, "I told him, you are my girlfriend, girlfriend."

Picking up the cool white on the coffee table and taking a sip, Nanjia asked again: "And then?"

After wiping the end of his hair first, Ji Cen'an replied: "He doesn't believe it, he thinks it's a joke, he's just joking."

Putting down the cup, Nanga put one hand on the man's lap, leaning on her: "It's kind of like that."

"Where does it look like?"

"It's unreliable at first glance."

Ji Cen'an: "That can't be done."

Nanjia patted her paw, signaling to wipe her hair quickly, and don't stop talking.

There is a chat without a sentence, all of which are trivial details that don't matter.

It's quite boring, but both of them like this way and become more and more immersed in it.

In other words, when she was a teenager, Ji Cen'an rejected this kind of life, and she was more inclined to stimulate and novel experiences. At that time, she always felt that a person's life should pursue different challenges, but now she really lives like this It seems that it is not as monotonous as expected.

Nanjia never thought about who she would settle down with before. During her university studies, she thought that when the time came, she would stay away from City Z, but now she has taken the opposite path, which is actually quite good.

Plans can't keep up with changes, there will always be accidents in life, and it's good to turn a corner occasionally.

After wiping his hair, Ji Cen'an fetched a hair dryer, massaged Nanjia's scalp twice, and then dried it.

Nanga remained motionless, enjoying the man's care.

The matter of the two of them could not be concealed, and it spread in less than a week.

After all, it's a new society. It's not uncommon for two women to be together, and so is homosexuality.

Most of the employees were surprised by this. Didn't there be Xu Xingjian earlier, why did he suddenly change so unexpectedly.

Sexual orientation is not the same and becomes radical enough.

But Surprised just muttered a few times in his heart, no one dared to chew his tongue.

Feelings can't be explained clearly, not to mention that outsiders are not the masters.

Undetermined rumors are generally false, and Nanjia has never admitted that Xu Xingjian is his own, so those rumors that are far-fetched naturally cannot be taken seriously.

In the second week of joining, the whole team held a small welcome ceremony for Ji Cen'an to celebrate her joining.

Nanjia also participated, bringing the two bosses along.

A group of people gathered in the private room of the restaurant, Archie took the lead to warm up the scene, and toasted Ji Cen'an and Nanjia respectively.

This kid was so drunk that he couldn't even speak easily, stuttering.He couldn't even stand still, and said to Nanjia: "It will be numb and troublesome in the future... Mr. Nan has taken care of our boss, thank you..."

To save face, Nanjia held the ground and drank the glass of wine, and said softly, "Yes."

Archie's mind was not clear, and he was quite excited when he was drunk. He nodded foolishly: "Then I can rest assured..."

After saying that, they also solemnly patted Ji Cen'an on the shoulder, and the two brothers leaned forward, and babbled a lot of things to Ji Cen'an, confused and confused.

This conversation is a public coming out. Although it is not serious, it is still a serious public admission.

All the other employees present could hear it, some were not surprised, some stood aside to watch the excitement, and some secretly looked at the two parties involved.

Ji Cen'an frankly stood next to Nanjia, and when he finished perfunctory Archie, he took away the leftover wine in Nanjia's hand without a trace, raised his head and swallowed it down, and said in a low voice: "Didn't I just socialize yesterday, drink less. "

Nanjia replied: "I didn't drink for the entertainment."

"Drink less, it's not good for your health." Ji Cen'an was domineering, and began to ramble, looking through the old accounts and calculating that Nanjia also drank two glasses at home last night, completely forgetting that he also drank a lot.

Nanjia listened, interrupted her without revealing, and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "Okay, stop drinking."

His voice was low and weak, mixed with a compromising smile.

Another employee came to toast behind him, but Nanjia couldn't drink a sip.

Some were blocked back, and some entered Ji Cen'an's stomach.

Someone really won't let Nanjia touch that thing, not even a drop.

Knowing that Ji Cen'an was protecting Nanjia, everyone gradually stopped toasting and served Nanjia with tea instead.

The streets are brightly lit in the middle of the night, the night market is bustling and noisy, the air is hot and dry, and the wind is hot.

After the party was over and all the employees were sent away, Ji Cen'an and Nanjia stood on the side of a remote road and waited for Zhao Qihong to pick them up by car.

Under the dim shadow of the tree, in a place where the light could not reach, Ji Cen'an hugged Nanjia, leaned over, pinched Nanjia's chin, and touched her lips lightly.

slow, gentle...

Take her breath little by little, and let the drunkenness flow between her lips and teeth along with the wind.

Nanjia didn't refuse, and didn't push Ji Cen'an away. After reacting for two seconds, he raised his arms and put his arms around Ji Cen'an's back.

The neon lights on the opposite side of the street are brilliant, and the passing vehicles are driving in a hurry, passing by and missing them...

A beam of light hit this side and fell down quickly.

But it's still some distance away from them.

Ji Cen'an kissed Nanjia again, this time even deeper.

Nanga half-closed her eyes and endured.

The beam of light disappeared again, for less than a second.

Brushing the blown hair for Nanjia, Ji Cen'an lowered his eyes to look at Nanjia's face, tender and charming.

Nanjia tilted her head and once again reached into the hand of this person, and was controlled by her.

Gathering his mind, Ji Cen'an whispered: "Come here again—"

Nanjia hummed, pulled her neckline and pulled it down, kissed her back, and tasted the wet heat in her mouth in turn.

There are pedestrians walking in the distance of the street, in groups of twos and threes, but no one walks here.

Here they hide, quietly and boldly intimacy with each other.

Abandoning all scruples, abandoning the so-called reservedness and caution, not shying away from possible strange eyesight, and standing in the real world wantonly.

Nanjia hugged Ji Cen'an tightly and did not let go.

Another car passed by, suddenly picking up dead leaves that fell from the roadside.

Tonight's moonlight is beautiful, and the silvery white shines on the corners of the light skirt.

The third floor of Beiyuan has undergone a redecoration, changing from a single-person studio style to a double-person office area, freeing up part of the space for Ji Cen'an.

—— Nancana's idea, taking advantage of the construction team he found during his trip to Paris, so that Ji Cen'an can have a spacious home work area in the future, instead of always staying on the second floor or in the study.

Ji Cen'an had no objection and supported his girlfriend's decision.The two of them have stayed here for a long time, and they are basically here except for work. They really need to renovate the third floor.However, Ji Cen'an didn't get involved in this matter, and he was all focused on his new job.

Butler Zhao is the supervisor, responsible for following up the whole process and reporting the progress to the boss in a foreign country in time.

Nanjia left City Z for a long time. The original plan was not to exceed half a month, but it took more than 20 days after he left, and he was not ready to return to China until the end of August.

This trip has yielded a lot outside. Nanjia met many colleagues, made two dinner appointments with a few friends, and visited some seniors in the circle.

Ji Cen'an didn't bother his girlfriend during the day, and only talked to Nanjia at night to ask about the general situation.

Not as willful and impulsive as in the early years, possessiveness is no longer what it used to be, and I know how to respect each other.

When Nanjia came back, the man pressed Nanjia, blindfolded Nanjia's eyes with the strips of cloth torn from his clothes, leaned close to Nanjia's ear, and asked pointedly: "Miss me?"

Nanjia stepped back and grabbed her gradually lowering paw: "Don't make trouble, I'm a little tired..."

Ji Cen'an still asked, "Have you thought about it?"

Deliberately teasing her, Nanjia said, "No."

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Ji Cen'an went even further, relying on the fact that Nanjia couldn't see it and acted amok.

Nanjia couldn't move, couldn't break free from her, after a while, a low moan came out of her mouth involuntarily.

……

Ji Cen'an hugged Nanjia by the waist, and went into the bathroom to help him freshen up.

The water in the shower was warm and flowed continuously.

On the first weekend back home, Nanjia took Ji Cen'an to Jianghuai, where he met his mentor.

They drove there by themselves, took a break along the way, and looked at the scenery along the way.

The mentor still remembers Ji Cen'an, but has not forgotten her.

Like what Ji Cen'an said in the cemetery last time, Nanjia introduced to the teacher: "My love, this time I specially brought her to meet you."

The teacher was kind and waved to Ji Cen'an, asking her to come closer and take a closer look.

Ji Cen'an stepped forward, as if formally meeting his parents, followed Nanjia and said, "Teacher."

They had already communicated on the phone in advance. The mentor knew the purpose of their trip. He was quite satisfied with Ji Cen'an, and he liked her more. Here, come quickly."

They lived in Jianghuai for two days, and they were not in a hurry to return to Z City, they should travel there.

Nanjia took Ji Cen'an to revisit his hometown, and walked through the places he had been here four years ago.

Remembering what she said last time, Ji Cen'an asked, "Are you going to live in Paris in the future?"

Nanjia said, "Whatever you want."

Ji Cen'an said, "Didn't you want to go before?"

"No." Nanjia answered, paused, and explained, "I never thought about staying there forever."

Ji Cen'an asked, "Then where are you going?"

Nanga said, "Follow you."

Ji Cen'an: "I can do it too."

Nanjia chuckled, his eyes flashed.

The two soaked in the hot spring pool in the hotel room, facing each other frankly.Ji Cen'an had nothing to do and was always thinking about the future.Nanjia thought for a while, and reported a few place names for Ji Cen to choose.

When the chat was almost over, Nanjia hooked Ji Cen'an's waist, and Ji Cen'an followed suit.

The surface of the water in the small pond was rippling, with circles of ripples swaying outward.

Looking down at the warm water overflowing to his chest, Nanjia slowed down and said, "I wanted to tell you at that time, but I didn't have time..."

Ji Cen'an kissed the tip of her ear: "I know."

Nanjia said: "When I go back to the city, find a time and come with me to see the old lady again."

Ji Cen'an responded, "Okay."

The return journey is a detour and a return, specially passing through the road outside Gaoqiao Town.

But the car didn't go into the town, and the two of them didn't get out of the car, but looked at that side through the window glass from a distance.

A little dazed, Ji Cen'an was driving while talking about the past.

Nanga listened quietly and did not interrupt from the beginning to the end.

After entering the city, he didn't go back to Beiyuan immediately, but went to visit Yang Kaiming first.

Ji Cen'an also owed Uncle Yang a favor and a thank you to the old man.

Uncle Yang is still living in the original house with his son's family.Uncle Yang's wife passed away a few years ago, and she died due to illness, leaving only the old man living alone.

They came to the door with several big bags of gifts to accompany Uncle Yang.

Ji Cen'an apologized for not being able to attend Uncle Yang's wife's funeral, so he was somewhat sorry for Uncle Yang.

But Uncle Yang could take it easy, waved his hand, and interrupted her: "Where is that?"

Ji Cen'an still said: "I couldn't leave at the time, I wasn't here."

Uncle Yang sighed and comforted her.

When his wife passed away, it wasn't particularly painful, but fortunately, at least it was better than the medical treatment and surgery in the early years.After being ill for so many years, passing away is also a relief in disguise.Uncle Yang was not sad, but he was not used to it, but he was also grateful and still remembered Ji Cen'an's kindness.

It's time to leave, Uncle Yang went out to see them off.

"Come often when you are free."

Ji Cen'an nodded: "Come back in two weeks."

Uncle Yang smiled and waved at them: "Okay."

In the car on the way, Nanjia asked, "Is there any place to go?"

Ji Cen'an said, "That's all, that's all."

Nanga said, "I still have to go."

Ji Cen'an looked over from the corner of his eye: "Where?"

Nanjia didn't say it directly, but only pointed in a direction, telling him where to drive.

Ji Cen'an did as she wanted, following her wishes.

Go straight for a certain distance, turn a corner, enter another road, turn right at the fork, and enter an alley.

Continue to move forward... After passing the downtown area, we arrived at Zifu Road where we met for the first time.

Nanga said, "I recognized you then."

Ji Cen'an said, "Not quite."

"It was obvious at the first glance." Nanjia leaned on the seat and stated slowly, vaguely remembering her attire at that time.

Very old clothes, flat shoes with white-washed rubber edges, pressed peaked caps...

Ji Cen'an: "I thought you didn't know."

Nanga said, "That day was a coincidence."

"You and Xu Xingjian are together, it's already very late."

"I wasn't with him at first, but I just had something to do, so I came here for a walk."

Ji Cen'an: "I know I'm here."

Nanga: "Yes."

"And then it hit."

"Ah."

Ji Cen'an: "So it's still because of me."

Nanjia: "That's right."

Ji Cen'an smiled, proudly: "That's not a coincidence."

Nanjia was also happy, but did not refute.

The place to go is not here, and we still have to drive a long way.

Keep going, round the corner.

Passing through the neighborhoods they lived in, and some familiar places.

……

The car finally stopped at the gate of Z.

They walked into the school, to the first floor of the academic hall.

Ji Cen'an didn't know why, so he didn't remember it yet.

"Six years ago, I gave a lecture here," Nanga said.

Ji Cen'an patrolled around for a week.

"You were sitting in the second row with your friends," Nanga recalled.

Ji Cen'an was taken aback: "Is there?"

Nanga nodded: "Yes."

There is no image in my mind, I can't remember this at all.Ji Cen'an tried his best to recall, but still couldn't remember.

Nanjia said: "You still missed my class."

Mr. Ji Cen'an often forgets things: "Really?"

Nanjia reminded: "Sleep under the stage when you come."

Ji Cen'an frowned, unable to remember life and death.

I really forgot.

It should be said that if I haven't read the book seriously, how can I remember these details.

But Nanjia didn't care about this, knowing that she definitely didn't take it to heart, she pulled people upstairs, took her to the top floor, and talked about some details against the setting sun.

Ji Cen'an finally got a little impression, and raised his eyebrows: "At that time, I was thinking of me."

Nanga corrected: "I just remember you."

This person is salivating, talking nonsense.

Nanjia smiled and said whatever she wanted.

Stand under dusk.

Ji Cen'an approached and leaned on her shoulder: "You have already taken a fancy to me."

Nanga admitted.

Ji Cen'an: "You love me."

Nanjia also admitted, hugged her, grabbed her shoulders: "...um."

Facing the grand splendor, the two were exposed in the thin golden glow.

Ji Cen'an slowly stroked the back of Nanjia's neck, his red lips fluttered: "I love you—"