Falling back to gl

Chapter 4

Since I took a nap for half a day during the day, and the time was too long, the second half of the night seemed a little difficult to endure. I already felt physically tired, but the beating nerves continued to be tense, and the sleepiness did not come for a long time.

Ji Cen'an wasn't too entangled in messy trivial matters, and had no time to care about how other people lived. He himself was a puddle of mud that couldn't support the wall, so he didn't have the energy to hold on to his old friend.

Maybe it was caused by the nightmare in the afternoon, or maybe it was only about a week since I came back. The three years of turbulent life made him unable to adapt to the old city in his memory, so that it was just a trivial matter, but it made the stable situation fluctuate again .

The past is a crumpled white paper. After the weather of the Nikkei, it is gradually stained with the light yellow eroded by the years, which cannot be erased or dissipated.

The same is true of reality, nothing can be changed, the days can only advance forward.

After an unknown amount of time, Ji Cen'an turned over and lay on his side, turning to face the window covered with corrosion and rust.

There is a high wall standing in front of it, and the watery moonlight cannot shine in, and the way ahead cannot be seen, and the way back cannot be seen behind.

The next day was sunny and the temperature remained high.

The villages in the city are in operation before dawn, and the factory is basically in full swing from the early six o'clock. The buzzing of the electrified machines can be heard from far away.

It's just a small processing factory, but it insists on the posture of a [-]-strong enterprise. The capitalists squeeze their hard-earned labor and never stop. If the conditions are not allowed and the machines also need to dissipate heat, I am afraid that the opposite side can start work from midnight to midnight.

Ji Cen'an was forced to get out of bed at seven o'clock, and couldn't sleep, so he got up early in the morning to get something to eat.

There is not much food in the rental house, half a bag of loose rice, a handful of noodles, and a bundle of wilted and dehydrated vegetables.

The weather is strong, and there is no air conditioner, so things can be stored for a day.

There are only two pots on the stove, an unknown wooden cutting board, and half a bag of salt for pickling vegetables.The rice and kitchen utensils were generously left behind by the previous tenant. When the landlord brought Ji Cen'an here, she was going to throw them away, but she didn't mind asking for them all, so she continued to use them to save money.

But Ji Cen'an hasn't cooked much these days, it's inconvenient and not cost-effective, most of the time he just cooks a bowl of dried noodles for a quick meal, and cooks porridge when he's tired of eating.

You don't even need a kitchen knife, you can just wash and break the vegetables, and at most you can break them with your hands.

She didn't buy unnecessary and useless things, so she didn't think about it.

It's not that he doesn't know how to live, the main reason is that he is short of money in his purse, and he doesn't have much money. After buying all those things, he should be in a hurry. It's better to use the remaining thousand yuan wisely.

After all, I don't know how long I will stay in the city, maybe I will leave in half a month, or I have to wait a few more days.

These utensils may not be taken away when you leave, and it is a waste to buy them.

Furthermore, even if the middleman can be found in the near future, it will take a lot of work to figure out the movements of the eldest brother and the others.Money is needed to do everything, and this is definitely not enough, and there is still a long way to go.

I took a taxi last night out of necessity. It was too late, the bus was gone, and the subway was also out of service after a while. The road was nearly 20 kilometers, and I could walk for four or five hours in the city without taking a taxi. Abolish.

If the 60 yuan taxi fare is taken out, at least one week's meal money will be gone.

Without changing his expression, Ji Cen'an stirred the bubbling pot with his chopsticks, took out the cooked vegetable leaves first, and thought about the next plan in his mind.

There shouldn't be any progress on Uncle Yang's side in the short term. Next, he has to think of other ways to see if he can find other contacts.

On the other hand, hiding is only for a while, and she doesn't know how long she can hide. If she stays in the city for a long time, those people behind will find her trace sooner or later.

Entering the city this time is a desperate move, and he has no choice but to make a risky move.

Ji Cen'an also had no choice. She had been away for too long, and she could not hide for a while. If some problems were not resolved, she might have to live outside for the rest of her life. Until the day she was buried, she would not be able to live like a normal person.

There are too many parties involved in being framed by the Ji family. Countless people hate their family so much that it would not be a pity to die a hundred times.

Especially the part that stumbled and almost broke the family and finished playing together, but in the end they gritted their teeth and fought hard to carry it down. If they found out that she was back, they didn't know what they would do to her secretly.

It was also because of this that Ji Cen'an fled earlier. From a legal point of view, she did not commit a crime and had nothing to do with her, but the big bosses behind her would not care about it.

All those involved in that vortex wanted to start with Ji Cen'an, trying to force her to tell the whereabouts of Ji's eldest brother and the others, demand repayment of debts, and even want her to die. Solution of grievances.

She was powerless to protect herself, and she couldn't handle those vicious masters, so she also escaped and ran to hide.

Ever since he left City Z, Ji Cen'an left everything behind and took nothing with him, and he didn't even dare to use real identity information for fear of being found.

When she left, she only brought 1 yuan with her, and she had no time to prepare. Later, she went to a remote countryside to hide her identity, and then transferred to other places after two months. She kept moving, and did not dare to live in any town/city for a long time.

And in order not to expose her traces, she would not find a too formal one for renting a house, but she would avoid everything that involved signing a contract.

As for using identity information to buy tickets, I don't even think about it. I always think of other ways, either take a black car or find other ways.

At the beginning, it was quite difficult. The 1 yuan was not enough for a long time. For a while, it was really stretched, and there was no suitable way out except to bite the bullet and work part-time.

Some short-term workers do not need to sign a contract, and their wages are settled daily. It is hard work, and often they may not be able to earn a hundred dollars a day. dismissed.

Ji Cen'an also took one step at a time, and he was almost catching up with the hanging steel wire. Standing in the middle, he could not advance or retreat, and there was an abyss below him, and if he stumbled, he would be crushed to pieces.

The scar on his back is a negative reminder all the time, a commemoration left after he was rescued from an "accident".

Cook for another 3-[-] minutes until the noodles are cooked.

Ji Cen'an picked up all of them with his chopsticks, added some salt for seasoning, stirred a few times and then ate.

After filling her stomach, she hand-washed and hung the clothes she changed yesterday, and then she opened the envelope to take a look.

There were two items in the envelope, which were more than 5000 yuan based on photographic evidence—the former was needed by Ji Cen'an, and the latter was secretly stuffed in by Uncle Yang.

Knowing that she was having a hard time, he would definitely not accept it in person. The old man couldn't bear it, so he put the money in the evidence.

Ji Cen'an didn't open the envelope yesterday, and only saw it now. She glanced at it roughly, and stuffed it back into the envelope casually.

Next time I have a chance to return it to Uncle Yang, I don't plan to keep it.

The old man himself took care of his family, and the sick wife had to take thousands of medicines every month, so there was no spare energy to show kindness.

No matter how miserable Ji Cen'an was, he hadn't gotten to this point yet.

No sickness, no pain, as long as you don’t starve to death, it’s still better than the elderly, at least you are young and have many years to live.

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After all, he would have to stay for quite a while, and he couldn't just sit and eat. At dusk and dusk, Ji Cen'an cleaned up and went out to earn a living.She found a job two days ago, doing odd jobs in a small bar where the environment looks like a tattered one.

Still a temporary worker, working seven hours a night, paid ten yuan an hour, paid daily, no contract.

The small bar has been short of people recently, and it can't find suitable handymen. It has been recruiting short-term workers.

The main reason is that no one will apply for the condition of not including food and lodging in the early [-]s. Anyone with a little ambition is not willing to be taken advantage of, and most people can't do it.

The small bar opened on Taifeng Road, five bus stops away from Tongzi Lane, near a vocational college. It only sold cheap alcoholic beverages.

There are four people inside, including the boss and the staff. Besides Ji Cen'an, there is also a so-called bartender, a girl who serves water and drinks.

The small bar is so shabby that it can't afford to invite decent resident singers/bands. Every night, the boss himself comes on stage to drive the atmosphere. During festivals, he invites a few cheap students to warm up the place.

Those who go there to drink are also a group of poor ghosts, some are middle school students with no brains, and some are social bastards with no knowledge and skills, typical idiots.

Ji Cen Anka clicked over, and when he got there, it was still ten minutes before the official opening time.

The stingy boss was thinking about it, thinking that she was late and dissatisfied.

Ji Cen paid no attention, walked sideways into the back kitchen, put on his apron, hat and mask, and counted the time to get ready for work.

The bartender was also inside, and was leaning against the wall to puff. He was unmoved when he found someone coming in, and he was blind. After smoking, he threw out a sentence without a name: "You can go outside to help some later. Shan, Ah Chong asked for leave today."

Ah Chong, the waitress girl.

Ji Cen'an didn't respond to the above tasks that were not his responsibility, and was busy with the tasks in front of him, only focusing on cleaning the cups and other chores.

The bartender's name is Chen Qirui. He has a good-looking face, handsome, but his character is not flattering. He has a bad temper and usually fights very violently.

Seeing Ji Cen'an's ignorance, Chen Qirui also understood what he meant, and then said: "The boss raises wages, and I will give you an extra 100 yuan after the work is done."

Accepting this condition, Ji Cen straightened his clothes and replied, "Yes."

Chen Qirui raised his eyebrows, glanced at her with ulterior motives, and sneered slightly after a while.

On the one hand, he was dissatisfied with her virtue that only money can talk, on the other hand, he felt that her performance was too high-minded and not approachable enough, so he looked down on her a bit, but he didn't express too many opinions.

Ji Cen'an was indifferent, and walked around him with an empty cup, unwilling to communicate with him.

"An idiot came over to pick things up yesterday, and almost got into a fight. Be careful when you go out tonight." Chen Qirui said again, as a reminder.

The small bar is messy and troublesome all day long, with a mixed crowd of drinkers, and troublesome psychopaths jumping out every now and then, and there are always people who want to have a fight here.

Fighting is definitely not allowed, it doesn't comply with the management, and the boss doesn't agree, but due to the endless emergence of sick people, sometimes it can't be stopped, so here we have to hold our noses and admit it.

Ji Cen'an didn't come last night, and missed a big scene where "two men fought over a woman and almost smashed wine bottles at each other". Chen Qirui told him to let Duo Jia look at the bastards outside, worried that something would affect the business.

"Row."

Ji Cen'an passed it after listening, neat and straightforward.

Anyway, if you use money to do things, you can spend one night at a time, and you don't have to worry about anything when you get the ticket.

The small bar opens on time at eight o'clock, and usually closes at two o'clock in the morning.

It was barely peaceful tonight, and it was better than yesterday until twelve o'clock. There were no disturbances in the venue, and most of the students from the vocational college next door came here to join in the fun, order a glass of wine and drink until the end of the venue.

Ji Cen'an was busy with work inside and outside, and at first he helped guard, but he didn't care after midnight, and he had to pay his salary and leave at that point.

Chen Qirui also dropped his heart and said: "It seems that there should be nothing wrong."

But as he didn't want, something happened around one o'clock.

The two losers who failed to make a fight last night came here to make an appointment for a fight again, and when they came in, they picked up the wine bottle and acted as two or five boys. The battle was comparable to that of Chen Haonan cutting all the way from Causeway Bay to Tsim Sha Tsui.

A weak student among the two who fought was fired, and he became popular on the spot, causing the police and teachers to mobilize and rush here in batches.

The venue was smashed, Chen Qirui was so angry that he almost rushed to kill them, but fortunately he was stopped by the boss.

Ji Cen'an didn't step forward to intervene, but stood in the corner and waited for the issue to be settled before settling the wages.

It's none of her business, not her turn.

She stood guard outside the bar, avoiding the police who arrived first.

The teacher from the school arrived later, and they rushed here together.

Thinking it should be from the Vocational College, Ji Cen'an didn't care too much, walked along to Chen Qirui's cigarette and stood by the side of the road, smoking while waiting.

However, she guessed wrong, the teacher who came was not from the Vocational College, but from the Polytechnic University.

It was none other than Xu Xingjian and Nanjia.

Unprepared, Ji Cen'an bit his red lips on the cigarette butt and took a deep breath. He nimbly rolled his tongue against his teeth, narrowed his eyes slightly, and saw a familiar figure get out of the car in an instant.