Falling back to gl

Chapter 61

The two tall, thin and slim figures faced each other at close range, their eyes met, and they fixedly looked at each other.The exquisitely decorated walls on all four sides are airtight, and the restless heat is scattered, enveloping them at this moment.

The atmosphere was oppressive, so quiet that one could hear each other's slight breathing.

Nanjia's breath is well-proportioned, and his chest rises and falls regularly.

one more time.

She was strong from the beginning to the end, gradually progressing, but not hoarsely excited and arguing, her tone was gentle, and her speech was neither fast nor slow. At this sentence, her mind was still calm and stable, her face was slow and orderly, with very little fluctuation.

Self-restraining as always, it's decent to be so frank and open.

The accumulated water on the ground reflects the pure white ceiling above and their distorted reflections. The moisture is moist and sticky.

Ji Cen'an was at a loss for words, he was still full of anger just now, but suddenly he died down.He was stuck on the spot by these too straightforward but sharp words that hit the point.

Indisputable, it seems that everything can be matched, but the timeline has changed.

That's how they came here, from knowing they were together, then separated, and reunited to the present... At first, they only wanted to have fun for a while, and didn't think about it for a long time.This relationship is to take what they need, mostly possessive, and less emotional.

In those two years, and now, some consensuses are still in the past, unchanged.

After a long time, the man opened his mouth: "I didn't think you were a stepping stone."

The first two cannot be denied, even in the past.

Nanjia was as gentle as water, looking at her at the same level, with clear amber eyes.

"Before, I couldn't bear to rush around. This time it's your team. Which one will it be in the future?"

Ji Cen'an was silent for a moment, then continued: "Neither of them."

Nanjia Liluo said: "I can help you solve some problems, but not all of them."

As if being strangled by an invisible force, something was choking him, Ji Cen'an's mouth was swollen, his mouth was dry, like a ball from a needle, his confidence was completely defeated, but he was not completely dry .

Nanjia was cruel and straightforward: "You are not my responsibility, and they are not in my consideration."

Ji Cen'an opened his mouth: "I know."

"They are your friends, not mine."

"……Um."

"You have quit, it doesn't matter what I do." Opening the skylight and speaking bluntly, Nanjia settled the entanglement tonight, and said softly, "That is their own choice, everyone's decision .”

Eyelashes fluttered, Ji Cen'an raised his eyes.

The implication is very clear:

Ji Cen'an gave up on Ai Jia first, and left the team. How the new boss takes over has nothing to do with it.

Losers who run away are not qualified to make demands. Whether it is a strong friendship or a difficult time together, that is what Ji Cen'an cares about, not Nanjia's obligation.

Shao Yubai made a fuss about the development team, and what he said were all facts. It was inevitable that Ji Cen's heart would be touched, but putting aside those messy entanglements, in all fairness, this is just a commercial act.

Since it's a business, it's definitely not about affection, everything is for the sake of profit, who to keep and who to fire are all means to balance the overall situation.

The boundary between emotion and business cannot be confused, and sometimes there is no right or wrong.

Nanjia could understand Ji Cen'an's mind in one click, even if he was treated coldly again, he could roughly figure it out.

She knows her too well, and she has long seen that Ji Cen'an doesn't completely trust Shao Yubai, and she is very guarded, so that she won't be able to bear it immediately and become strangers to her after hearing an outsider's report, but at the same time, Ji Cen'an's heart is more or less At least I still have some thoughts, after all, I care, and it is human nature to get rid of it.

Zhou Chong and his family just fell in with Ji Cen'an, and they could "discover their conscience" and make up for it in a disguised form when they were going through the day, not to mention the group of old friends who used to get along day and night.

After peeling off the layer of camouflage outside, Nanga said calmly: "I won't clean up the mess for you."

Ji Cen'an turned his back to the direction of the door, his feet were bare, and he could reach Nanjia by walking half a step forward.

Getting closer and closer to the restricted area between them, the feeling of inseparability became more and more serious. Ji Cen'an's heart sank, and he probably understood the meaning behind the words.

——Ji Cen'an couldn't figure out his own position, so Nanjia drew the invisible dividing line in the middle.

There are some things that they have never talked about since their reunion. Both of them shrewdly avoided conflict points and tried their best not to conflict. pass.

Ji Cen'an's forehead twitched, and his complexion turned abnormally white.

Nanjia looked at her, and looked at her meticulously: "It's hard to protect yourself if you take in useless empathy, and you can't help anyone."

Like a gourd that didn't open its mouth, Ji Cen'an was a man of few words. He was stunned for a while, and then responded with a low voice.

Nanjia said coldly: "Everything will change, no one will stand still and wait forever."

It refers to Lao Jiang and the others, but not exactly.

Knowing the different meaning in it, Ji Cen froze again, his original expression faded uncontrollably, as if frozen, he was fixed there and could no longer move.

This is not the first time that the two sides have faced such a confrontation. In the past few years, there were a lot of bad words, and there were many times when they quarreled more violently, but none of them were as lethal as the current few words.

Some dialogues are superficial, but also have a lot of meaning.

It doesn't fit Nanga's own temperament, and those with guns and sticks are quite targeted.

Ji Cen'an is not a fool, he knows that this is talking about something, so he is making sidelines.

The room is not ventilated, and it seems to be frozen here, and time stops accordingly, staying in this moment for a long time, no longer going on.

In the middle of the night, the hotel was clean, there was no movement in the corridors outside, most of the guests were asleep, the whole building was peaceful and peaceful, and there were very few rooms with light from the windows.

The early morning in the center of City C is colder than that of City Z. At this moment, the streets are already quiet, with occasional vehicles passing by, and three or two pedestrians walking together at night. The surroundings are empty, reflecting the dark and dense night.

It is the cooling time period, and the temperature is low in the middle of the night today.

The water on his body was not wiped off, and he was suddenly a little cool, but Nanjia didn't seem to feel the slightest bit of coldness, and stood for a long time.A small part of the wet hair was scattered behind her, and most of it was hanging on the sides of her chest. The ends of the wet hair stuck to her white and tender skin, which happened to cover the scene of no evil, half concealed, faintly see.

From the corner of his eye, Nanjia's neck was covered with a wisp of black silk, Ji Cen'an pondered the taste, and directly hit the essence through the appearance: "Are you trying to distance yourself from me?"

The voice was extremely low, sounding hoarse.

Nanga didn't answer.

Ji Cen'an said, "Really?"

Nanga said: "We have a relationship?"

Ji Cen'an was silenced and lost his voice immediately.

It really doesn't matter, not at all.

They were barely lovers before, and they could be called underground partners for the sake of physical and physical communication, but they are not anymore, at most they are tied together by external forces.

There was an extra bath towel on the side shelf. Nanga walked over, stopped standing dryly, took it off and wiped her hair first, then wrapped the bath towel around her chest, covering her curves, and wrapped her fair body in it.

Ji Cen stayed where he was, his eyes moved with Nanjia, looked at her figure, and glanced at the pair of slightly protruding butterfly bones on her thin back.

After thinking about it for a few seconds, Ji Cen'an seemed to be opened up in an instant, and said softly: "You have your own considerations in what you do, but part of it is revenge on me."

Ignoring it, Nanjia straightened her chest and smoothed her half-dry hair back.

"You don't actually believe Shao Yubai, but you don't believe me either." Ji Cen'an said, "The things just now are still testing."

Half a meter away is a mirror, and Nanga stepped forward to tidy up the smooth mirror.

The light on the side of the mirror is dimmer than the other side, not as bright, and the space is narrower.Nanjia's whole body was dyed with a layer of haze, which made the thin fluff on the side of the ear pinna clearly visible. There was a small mole behind her left earlobe, which was lighter in color, and it was easy to ignore when standing far away.

Confrontation again, two people continue to pull.

It's just that they were not so tense, and the atmosphere gradually turned in the opposite direction, calmed down, and returned to their usual way of getting along.

There was a soft rustle.

The sound of towels rubbing against each other, bottles and cans being knocked together, and drawers being opened and closed.

Ji Cen'an suddenly asked: "Why do you want to take over Edgar?"

Putting down the things in his hands, Nanjia said: "Your team has potential and is suitable for investment."

"You don't like business, hate that."

"That was before, not anymore."

"Suddenly changed sex, changed your mind?"

"Profitable, can make money."

Ji Cen'an said: "Aiga didn't have a project that could make a lot of money at that time."

The good ones were taken away by her, and the rest were inferior products.

Looking at the mirror, Nanjia confided slowly: "Compared with my original business, the profit is quite big."

Ji Cen'an: "The funds from selling the website are far from enough to maintain and support the project, and the possibility of losing money is greater."

"It's not enough, but at that time there was still a part of the remaining assets in my hand, and it was about the same." Nanjia said, his eyebrows raised, knowing the meaning of Ji Cen'an's question, but the hope of this person was shattered in the next moment, "Following you two Years, I deserve it too, don’t I?”

Ji Cen'an stood upright like a rock.

Nanjia: "Don't you think that I did this for you?"

Ji Cen'an: "I don't know."

His eyes were gloomy for two points, and Nanjia paused every word: "Be realistic, don't think so much."

The expression was very complicated, Ji Cen'an didn't answer this sentence, but stuck in place like taking root.

Depression floated through the air, filling the bathroom.

The remaining moisture permeated endlessly, soaking the silence bit by bit.

The barrier of safety seemed to be broken, and nothing remained.

They look at each other in a mirror, but not face to face.

They didn't dodge, but the distance between them always existed.

His eyes were a little sore and tired, but Ji Cen'an was still down.

The man collected his expression and said in a low voice, "I'll go out and wait for you."

Nanga was unmoved and did not respond.

When they reached the door, Ji Cen'an suddenly stopped and added: "You were not in Z city at the time, and went to Huaijiang with Xu Xingjian."

Nanjiadun lived.

Ji Cen'an said, "I didn't look for you."

After finishing speaking, step out.

There was only one beautiful figure left in the huge bathroom, and there was no movement for a long time.

Nanjia lowered his head, spread out his hand holding the moisturizing water, and then retracted his strength after a while, his knuckles turned white.