Falling back to gl

Chapter 73

The gate of Beiyuan is closed until midnight, and the lights on the first floor are brightly lit, and the soft white pavement is sprinkled in the cool-toned interior, which has become a closed cage again.

It's just that the person "imprisoned" has changed, and it's not the same as before.

The hall on the second floor was never lit up all night, and the lamps were just for display, and none of them were used.

Ji Cen'an leaned on the sofa, didn't go to bed, with two long thin and straight legs resting on the backrest, wasting time idly, waiting without hope, turning his head to glance at the ground from time to time, and didn't close his eyes until two or three o'clock tired.

There is no longer any noise from the wind and rain outside, and the night falls.

The quiet and peaceful environment is suitable for rest and can promote a deeper sleep.He stayed up too long last night, and his mind was always disturbed. Ji Cen'an closed his eyes for several hours without waking up.

In the second half of the night, there was a curved moon hanging in the sky, shining slantingly on it.

The silvery white like water penetrates from the glass window into the house, and gently falls to all parts of the room, making the entire second floor hazy.

The lights on the first floor went out very late, hours later than usual.

At a similar moment, an imposing Lexus drove into the parking garage of the villa, and then drove away at night.

I've never been here before, I didn't notice when I came, and I left without knowing it.

When I opened my eyes again, it was the next day, when the sun was rising.

After Ji Cen'an opened his eyes, there was a long blanket around his waist, not thick, but rather thin.

I didn't have this thing on my body before going to bed, but I had it out of thin air after waking up.

The mobile phone that was thrown on the ground was also picked up and placed on the corner of the coffee table, near the side of the sofa, within reach.

Ji Cen'an sat up sleepily, his head was a little heavy, and he hadn't gotten used to it yet.I slept for half the night with only short-sleeved pants open, as if it was getting cold, and I felt uncomfortable when I woke up.

As soon as he glanced at it, he found something abnormal, and felt that it was different from before going to bed. Ji Cen'an pulled away the thin blanket, stepped on the ground with bare feet, kneaded the space between his eyebrows for a while, and habitually picked up his phone to look again.

Standby for a day and a night, the phone has no power and automatically shuts down, and the screen is black.

Grabbing the blanket and wrapping it into a ball, throwing it aside casually, Ji Cen'an found the charger and plugged it in, ignoring everything, not caring who was there last night, turning it on first.

It's a pity that the phone is still the same, and the result that I can't receive before going to bed will not be there when I wake up, and there is not even a missed call, let alone text messages and the like.

Ji Cen'an was not angry at all, he was quite calm, he expected this to happen, not surprised.

After all, after two years of in-depth relationship, Nanjia's tricks were copied from her. If she really returned the usual way of handling, she would not have said that sentence the night before yesterday.

This is only true if there is no way to deal with it. Even if there is a slight possibility, the other party should be like the past few days, so that they don't even show up seriously once.

Just like yesterday, there were still bodyguards guarding the door, and there were no familiar figures downstairs, and no one prepared breakfast for Ji Cen'an.

There are ingredients in the refrigerator and everything in the house. If you want to eat and drink, you can only do it yourself.

The house became more and more deserted, and there was a special visit from Secretary Jiang yesterday, and now there are no helpers.Aunt Yang and the others were all sent away, and they didn't live at home anymore, so they came over regularly to do cleaning work.

No one informed Ji Cen'an in advance, and Secretary Jiang didn't tell, and the bodyguards didn't even know about it.

Ji Cen'an went down to stay by himself. After being left out the previous day, he seemed much calmer today.Not being taken away by the opposite party, the emotions are still stable in all aspects, so you can do what you want to deal with.

She is an old hand at this kind of thing, and she has done it a lot before. It is her turn to experience it, and it is not particularly difficult to face these things.

The bodyguards followed like a shadow, and Ji Cen'an followed wherever she went. When she entered the kitchen, the two men stayed nearby together.

After turning on the faucet, Ji Cen'an asked, "When is Mr. Nan free?"

The bodyguard didn't answer.

Regardless of whether they should or not, Ji Cen'an calmly said, "I can wait for her here, either she answers the phone, or I go and look for it. Tell her and let her choose."

The two men were silent, as if they didn't hear, and there was no movement at all.

Ji Cen'an was not in a hurry, he boiled water after speaking, he didn't care what happened to them, he didn't worry that these two wouldn't help him with his words.

There were small blisters on the fingers burned by the smoke that night, and one of them had a broken skin, and it became a little scary now, and the reddish tender flesh under the skin could be seen.

Ji Cen'an was too lazy to deal with this kind of minor injury, so he ignored it and rushed to the faucet.

One of the bodyguards looked inside inadvertently, and inadvertently caught a glimpse of her rotten middle finger.

On vacation, with nothing else to do, Ji Cen'an was completely alone.

During the day, I stay on the second floor when I am empty, and when I am tired, I go to the backyard and sometimes go to the window to look into the distance.Waiting for Secretary Jiang's promised reply, he occasionally glanced at the phone twice, and redialed the number when he was in the mood.

At noon, the Lexus passed by the door last night, but did not stop or drive in.

Just detour from here and pass by here slowly.

Ji Cen'an stood behind the window, his body was half hidden by the wall, his gaze fell on the car and he did not move away.

The car came back later, after Ji Cen'an made more than a dozen phone calls in a row.But he still passed the door and refused to enter. He came all the way, and left without rolling down the window, without stopping for half a second.

The bubbling burn didn't feel or hurt, but the part where the skin was broken was burning like a pinprick, accompanied by a slight itching.

Ji Cen'an hung his arms and didn't look at the wound.

A message pops up on the phone.

Another day, finally something different.

But it wasn't from Nanjia, but from Achong who hadn't seen him for a long time.

A Chong wants to go back to his hometown in the town, send his mother to a relative's house to recuperate from illness, and also take his son Xiaoyu to the town.

The city is not suitable for living with the family. The sick mother and the little radish are both burdens. It is better to stay here and send them back to their hometown. At least there are more relatives there to help take care of them. It is also suitable for recuperation and convenient for Xiaoyu. read.

A Chong hesitated for more than ten days before making a firm decision. Before leaving, he planned to invite everyone to dinner again. After all, Ji Cen'an and the others had helped his family a lot.

Swiping the screen with fair fingers, Ji Cen'an flipped through the news, read it, and then declined A Chong.

With the previous lessons, we must not go, so as not to cause trouble again.

Ah Chong wanted Ji Cen'an to go, saying that Xiaoyu pronounced "Auntie" very hard, and the child hoped that she could meet there and take a look before leaving.

Ji Cen'an still refused, his heart hardened.

I am in a mess and can't figure it out, so I don't have the energy to take care of other things, let alone adding to the chaos in the past.

A Chong didn't force it, and it was inevitable that he would be disappointed, but he didn't bother too much.

During the day, Ji Cen'an went out once to get some fresh air, and was driven out by the bodyguards.

Ji Cen'an didn't hide it, and told the bodyguards where he was going, and walked around the place where Ah Chong worked, that is, Nanjia's company.

The bodyguards only monitored Ji Cen'an, and satisfied all her demands, wherever she went, even if this person still wandered around the house on Hancheng Road afterward.

Ji Cen'an didn't do anything until the other party answered the phone.

The box of crumpled cigarettes was empty, there were not a few cigarettes left at first, but after receiving it from Chen Qirui, only a few cigarette butts remained after two days.

The coffee table was stained with dust, no one cleaned it in time, it was dirty and unclean.

When taking the last sip, Ji Cen'an was still leaning against the window, looking at Tesla who was turning below, with deep eyes.

The mobile phone was connected at this time, and Nanjia was willing to call back, but it was only a phone call, and he still did not let this person go.

Ji Cen'an asked, "Why don't you come in and sit?"

Nanjia whispered: "Busy, no time."

"You're free." Ji Cen'an said, "If you don't have time, I won't come here."

Nanga replied: "Not now."

Ji Cen'an said bluntly, "How long are you going to imprison me for?"

Nanjia denied it: "You just went out yesterday, so I didn't shut you up."

"If I don't bow my head, do you plan to keep me like this forever?"

"Ah."

Ji Cen'an was certain: "You won't."

Nanga said, "Look again."

"You are not me, we are different." Ji Cen'an said gently, not worried about what the other party could do, "You are not that extreme, I understand you."

There was no sound on the other end of the phone, no more calls.

Spread your fingers, drop the cigarette butt loosely, step on it with your toes to grind it, and extinguish the dying sparks.Ji Cen'an thought for a moment, then looked down: "Nanjia, if you don't come in again, I will look for you tomorrow."

There is only a low sound of electric current in the mobile phone, and the sound of the car going away.

Not long after, the phone was hung up.Nanjia was very stubborn when he couldn't get the answer he wanted, no matter how threatened Ji Cen'an was, he wouldn't even step in the door.

Ji Cen'an spread his hands and aimed at the full screen with a sense of technology. This time, he didn't lose his mobile phone, so he copied it into his trouser pocket without waiting to call the other party.

One phone call can't solve the problem, and the gully in the middle is wider than the Great Rift Valley in East Africa, so it can't be solved in a few words.

Regarding this positive statement, Nanjia didn't care, and went back to Hancheng Road that night to meet the old lady who hadn't slept yet.

The old lady cooks soup herself and waits for her granddaughter to come in. She doesn't know the mess in Beiyuan. It's rare for the old man to live here for a long time, so she has lived comfortably these few days.

Nanjia passed by as if nothing had happened, and drank soup as soon as he took the bowl, following the old man's way and not wasting the elder's heart.

The old lady smiled and asked: "Is there a lot of business in the company? Why do you always come back very late these two days?"

"It's okay," Nanga said, "a little more than usual."

The old lady patted her granddaughter on the back kindly: "Don't be too tired, work moderately."

Nanga nodded: "Yes."

The old man chatted with him for a while, but it didn't take long, and he went to rest when the time came.The grandparents and grandson agreed to go shopping tomorrow, so they had to rest earlier.

Nanjia put down the bowl, and did not touch the pot of soup once the old lady returned to her room.

·

The next day is sunny, especially suitable for going out and relaxing.

Nanjia didn't go to Beiyuan, he went to the company to deal with business in the morning, and accompanied the old lady to the mall to spend money in the afternoon.

The old lady was full of interest, and she was happy since she left the house. She was happy when she got in the car, and she was also smiling when she got off the car. She went into the store and picked things for her granddaughter.

Halfway through the walk, the old man went to the bathroom, accompanied by Nanjia, and the male assistant was in charge of carrying bags outside.

The toilet floor is slippery and has just been mopped.

The old lady has poor legs and feet, and she moves slowly. When she came out, she almost fell down accidentally.

Nanjia reached out to support him, but was half a second late, and was taken a step ahead by someone walking towards him.

The other party had sharp eyes and quick hands, and supported the old lady firmly.

Nanjia hesitated for a while, but immediately recognized the person.

Keeping the old man steady, Ji Cen'an, who was wearing a hat, lowered his head to cover most of his face, leaving only his thin chin for Nanjia to see.

Nanjia put away his relaxed face, and his expression faded a little bit.