Falling back to gl

Chapter 95

Living lingeringly, dying has no confidence.

It was a dark time, with no way out, no way back, no direction to continue.

Those who collect debts, those who block the way to seek revenge, those who secretly hate red eyes and shift the blame to Ji Cen'an... Some people sneaked into her residence and threatened with knives, some would jump off the building, and even mutilated themselves face to face and begged on their knees.

The failure of the Ji family's business, interlocking chains, broken capital chains and almost bankruptcy has already harmed a group of people, and the illegal fundraising and deceitful running of the parents and elder brother added fuel to the fire.The assets of the family have been transferred out long ago, leaving only empty shell sub-projects and companies, plus countless debts.

The Ji family's house and other real estate cannot be moved away, but that is nothing but a drop in the bucket for the high debts.

All the real estate was confiscated and auctioned by the court, but in the end it couldn't fill the hole of Ji's family, and 1/3 of the arrears was not enough.Later, Ji Cen'an also liquidated all the assets under his name, without any trace, and posted this part of the money to the employees of Zeng Ji's family, starting from the bottom batch.

This kind of behavior is simply deadly, comparable to slapping those powerful and powerful creditors in the face, which will inevitably cause dissatisfaction among those groups, so there is the "accidental car accident" later.

In fact, when Aunt Liang was still able to support the overall situation, Ji Cen'an never had such thoughts. No matter how difficult the reality is, there is at least a faint hope and a sliver of comfort.It didn't take long for Aunt Liang to sink into the bottom of the swimming pool, and even put out the last fire, she couldn't hold on anymore.

So far, Ji Cen'an is really alone and has nothing.

I can't clean up the mess, and I have no ability to solve it, so I have to stay away from this city and go elsewhere aimlessly, just muddling along.

Ji Cen'an's life has been going smoothly since the day he was born, and he rarely experienced storms and setbacks. The biggest troubles he encountered in the past twenty years were where to go for entertainment, and how to spend the money that could not be spent. Appearing rich, and how to hide from the family and do immoral things without being discovered.A hopeless second-generation ancestor, who has never experienced this kind of "greeting" treatment of being pressed and chased, let alone such a big change and dead people.

If it wasn't for the news from the city, or if Uncle Yang took the initiative to find her, maybe she still doesn't know where she will rot.

Maybe it's still in Gaoqiao Town, maybe it's given up.

Can't tell.

Ji Cen'an spoke bluntly in a low voice.

"When I first left for more than a year, I was just dawdling. I had no plan, and I didn't want to make a living. From..." As she spoke, she paused for a while, trying to figure out an appropriate wording. She didn't want to say that unlucky word, and hesitated for half a second. Zhong, thinking about it, changed his words, "It's not too far from being useless, it's always bad."

Nanjia walked up, raised her head, and looked at her.

His eyes were mixed with the rich night, sinking like a pool of stagnant water.

Ji Cen'an said lightly: "It's not impossible to live in those places. You can stay outside, as long as you keep a low profile, go a little further, change cities, or go abroad, find a stable job and manage well. It's not impossible. But... It’s just that I can’t make up my mind, and I don’t know why.”

Looking down at Nanjia, Ji Cen'an looked at each other in the dark, Ji Cen'an thought for a while, and then said: "Maybe I'm not reconciled, I don't like to mess around like this in the future."

Barely awake, Nanjia lifted some quilts, feeling hot and uncomfortable.Laying on Ji Cen'an's chest, Nanjia's face remained calm: "What else?"

In the middle of the night, he suddenly became honest.

Ji Cen'an said, "What do you want to hear?"

Nanjia's fingertips touched her hair: "As you say, whatever you want."

Ji Cen'an thought about it for a while, and it was very real, so he just said it casually.

From the beginning, the places I have been to, the jobs I have done, and what I have encountered.Messy, out of bounds, scattered like a plate of sand.

It sounds like a fabrication, and the experience of working odd jobs but not getting paid does not seem to happen to her at all.

It is outrageous for a person who is proficient in computers, went to college, and has a high-end and good elite education since he was a child.

A skinny camel is bigger than a horse, and a hairless phoenix is ​​a phoenix after all, and its essence cannot be changed. With her ability, why should she live so aggrievedly? It should not be difficult to find a decent way out of life.

—but she never planned it, not once.

Live in a muddle, one day counts as one day.

It seems that suffering has become a proof of being alive, and the secular world of inaction is the truth.

Inexplicably obedient, Ji Cen'an recalled: "One time, I almost ran into an acquaintance. At Yunling, I was almost discovered."

Nanjia trembling fingers: "Yes."

"You know me." Ji Cen'an said, "A former employee of my company, a small leader named Lu, met you for the first time at your exhibition. He still went, remember?"

Nanga said, "Remember."

Ji Cen'an: "He recognized me."

Nanga: "Then?"

"At that time, I was on the street, going to the market, and I was working in a computer store. He went back to his hometown to visit his relatives." Ji Cen'an said, "The owner of the store was not there that day, so I left without letting him catch up."

Nanga: "What did he do to you?"

Ji Cen'an: "No."

"It's gone?"

"Gone."

Clenching the sheet below, Nanjia was not surprised at all, knowing who Ji Cen'an was talking about, he was not very interested in it.

Nanjia still has a fresh impression of their first meeting, and she also remembers the little staff member surnamed Lu.

He was Ji Cen'an's temporary driver and one of the representatives of the invited party.

The representative of Ji’s company—the high-level one who was really invited didn’t go. He looked down on Nanjia’s little Zhanzi, but because of the layers of interpersonal relationships in the middle, it was difficult to shirk, so he found such a small role to replace.

Ji Cen'an's arrival was purely accidental. She had nothing to do that day, so she went uninvited. Not only was she cheeky about Nanjia's exhibition, but she also unreasonably asked the small staff to do chores for her, in order to pretend to be a self-righteous gimmick.

With his face next to the skin on the side of Ji Cen'an's neck, Nanjia said, "I've seen him."

Ji Cen'an: "When?"

Nanjia said vaguely: "Not long ago."

"May?" Ji Cen'an guessed it.

Nanga does not deny it.

Not shy about revealing everything, Ji Cen'an said: "That's when Uncle Yang came to me."

Nanjia was still calm and responded slowly.

Ji Cen'an asked, "Don't you explain?"

Nanjia said, "I don't want to."

"He's looking for you, you're looking for Uncle Yang."

"……Yes."

Ji Cen'an: "You released the news."

Nanjia admitted: "Almost."

"why?"

"Looking for you."

Ji Cen'an said, "So what if I found it?"

Knowing that sooner or later it would be impossible to hide it, Nanjia asked, "Did Yang Kaiming tell you?"

"No, it's not Uncle Yang." Ji Cen'an said, then scratched the back of Nanjia's waist twice with his fingertips, slowly, "I noticed it myself."

Nanga: "I didn't tell you."

"You don't need to tell me," Ji Cen'an said, "I found out the last time I came back from City C."

The room was silent.

Ji Cen'an said: "Uncle Yang can't do that. Once or twice is fine, but there are some things that he shouldn't be able to find out. He has a helper behind him. I knew it before I came back, but I don't know who it is."

Nanga listened without speaking.

"The housekeeper Zhao also has the corresponding information he gave me." Ji Cen'an said [-], "Some places are also very coincidental, I don't believe in fate."

Nanjia said softly: "What else have you found?"

"A lot." Ji Cen'an murmured in a whisper, breathing warmly and slightly, "The few times you were outside the rented house, Tongzi Lane, on the day when it rained heavily, was it you?"

Letting go of the sheets, Nanga looked away.

Don't look at it.

Ji Cen'an stubbornly said, "You are in the car, you went to find me."

Nanga didn't answer, but it was self-evident.

The answer is so obvious that it doesn't need to be said at all.

"When we bumped into each other at the bar, was it really accompanying Xu Xingjian to participate in the event, or was it for me?" Ji Cen'an asked again and again, insisting on revealing everything.

Nanjia said softly: "Participate in the activity."

But Xu Xingjian was not mentioned at all.

Ji Cen'an said, "You know I'm there."

Nanga does not deny it.

"The part-time job at Big Z, the owner of the beverage store, is also you..."

"..."

"I already guessed it."

Ji Cen'an: "The holiday is too timely, and I can match the arrangements here every time."

Nanjia said duplicity: "I don't know."

Ji Cen'an: "The person you are looking for is not professional."

"Sent by Zhao Qihong."

"That means Butler Zhao is unprofessional."

Pick up a strand of her hair, wrap it around her index finger, and let go.

Being exposed, Nanjia didn't panic at all, and didn't defend herself, saying: "If there is another time, I will change to someone else."

Ji Cen'an: "Then tie me up all the time?"

Nanga: "Look again."

Ji Cen'an said: "If you have a chance, I will keep you tied."

Nanga: "As you wish."

One arm is sore after being pressed for a long time, and it still hurts a little.Ji Cen'an hugged Nanjia, moved him to the other side, and switched to the side.

Nanga cooperated and changed over.

So tired, so tired.

Next, Ji Cen'an came in without making a sound.

Three years away, plus the two months since I came back, there were only so many encounters.

Nothing unusual.

In the dark environment, their body temperature is transmitted to each other, and every subtle movement of the other party can be clearly detected.

Ji Cen'an propped up one leg, next to Nanjia's leg, feeling her warmth.

Nanjia let it go, wondering what he was thinking about, and when Ji Cen'an stopped moving, he whispered, "The time I went to Huaijiang...it wasn't with Xu Xingjian."

Ji Cen'an stopped.

"The teacher invited me to help. The place I just went to has nothing to do with Xu Xingjian. He met him on the road. He happened to go to Huaijiang for an academic exchange. When he got there, he separated."

Caught off guard, Ji Cen'an was dumbfounded.

Nanjia said: "It's just a face-to-face meeting, nothing else."

It was Ji Cen'an's turn to remain silent.

Nanjia: "After I came back, I didn't find you."

The hook of the sky was hidden in the clouds, and the pale moonlight disappeared.

Only a dense darkness remained.

During the movement, the quilt slid down and fell to the ground.

Russling, rubbing against their bodies.

I couldn't see Nanjia's expression clearly, and even the outline of his face was very blurred.Ji Cen'an turned his head, suddenly a complicated thought came to him.

Without blaming her, and not arguing as before, Nanjia hugged her neck, moved it twice, groped up, rubbed her chin with the tip of her nose, and then put her red lips on her mouth.

Ji Cen'an agreed.

"You are not in Ji's house, nor in Beiyuan." Nanjia said, "I have looked for you several times."

Without suitable words, Ji Cen'an murmured.

Touching her lips, Nanga's beautiful fingers touched her lips, and Nanga breathed low, not needing useless comfort, and whispered: "Didn't you say that I am yours..."