Breaking Through the Clouds

Black smoke billowed from the steep cliffs, the stones were burned and cracked, and the air was filled with the choking smell of burned leather.

Long police cars lined up on the mountain road, and red and blue police lights illuminated the sky.Special police, criminal police, lifeguards, forest police... Countless uniforms came and went in a hurry, and the beams of wolf-eyed flashlights staggered and swayed under the cliff.

"There is no second area!"

"No trace of falling was found in the third search and rescue area!"

"Deep down ten meters, the search and rescue area expands to the orange range, don't give up!"

The command car stopped far away, and Director Lu didn't even have time to wrap his coat, so he hurried over surrounded by several on-site commanders, and asked hoarsely, "What's the matter?"

"Not good." Yu Dui was supported by people, he didn't know whether he was cold or tired, but his eyes were flushed: "Both of them fell, Wen Shao didn't see alive, dead or dead, he probably jumped too Cliff. The search and rescue team has covered the entire red key area, and nothing has been found so far."

"Is there any broken human tissue?"

Team Yu's cheeks twitched violently, and even Deputy Director Wei who came behind him changed color, and several people from the Criminal Investigation Detachment swarmed up not far away softened at the same time.

But Bureau Lu stared at Team Yu closely, his old eyes narrowed into slits with a kind of ice-like calmness.

"...At present...not at all." Team Yu paused with difficulty, and said, "Once found, the lifeguards will immediately pack it up and send it up, let us...identify it."

Director Lu nodded and looked down at his feet.

Gusts of cold wind burst out of the bottomless mountain stream, like a crack leading to hell on the earth, and the mournful cry of the dark wind was faintly heard.

"Hope for the best, plan for the worst, and do your best." Director Lu said slowly, "Notify Yan Yan's parents and Yang Mei, and let them be mentally prepared."

"Team Yan!"

"Where are you, Team Yan?"

"Team Jiang!"

"Rescue is coming, hold on! Please answer if you hear it!"

……

The shouts and din gradually moved downward, were swept up by the north wind, dispersed in one breath, and gradually disappeared into the distance.

Drowsy, excruciating pain.

Like countless rusty saws pulling the brain back and forth, Yan Xie slowly opened his eyes, but his vision was as blurred as if covered with sandpaper.After a long while, he finally got into focus slowly, and the pain in his limbs gradually crawled back to the nerve endings, but he couldn't even scream, his mouth was full of solidified iron.

"...Where's Jiang Ting?" He thought exhaustedly.

Then he realized dully: "Ah, I'm not dead?"

Above the head are countless dense bushes growing on both sides of the cliff, connecting the cliff into a line of sky.Yan Mao moved his arms as hard as he could, and his hearing finally recovered a little. He heard the sound of rushing water not far away, and the ground beneath him was soft, cold and wet.

——It’s the river beach.

Numerous horizontal branches and rivers saved his life.

"..." Yan Yan tried his best to support his upper body: "...Jiang..."

"do not move."

Those two words were so weak and hoarse that it was almost unreadable, but Yan Xie recognized who it was in an instant - he panted and turned his head, it turned out to be Jiang Ting, he was still alive!

In an instant, Yan Yan's nerves seemed to be electrified, and the current of joy washed all over his body from top to bottom.

Jiang Ting curled up in his arms, with his face resting on his neck, his knees bent in front of his chest; he was only wearing a short-sleeved T-shirt, and it seemed that he didn't even have the strength to lift his face. Tens of thousands of shimmering lights reflected his blue, white and transparent side cheeks, and his wet black hair fell on the sand.

"How are you, Jiang Ting?" Yan Xie was given a shot in the arm, gritted his teeth and turned over to hug him, his body temperature was astonishingly low: "Where are your clothes?"

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he immediately felt something, looked down, and was stunned.

His neck and chest were bulging and covered with fabric. They were Jiang Ting's jacket and thermal clothing!

"Nonsense! You fucking bastard!" Yan Yan was furious immediately, and immediately stretched out his hand to take off his clothes.But then he heard Jiang Ting's extremely weak stop, although it was almost a whisper: "It's useless..."

"What did you say! We can survive!"

Jiang Ting shook his head, then tilted his face upwards and gestured upwards, such a small movement seemed to exhaust all the strength he had finally accumulated, "Do you know how we fell?"

Yan Xie looked up.

Layers of naturally growing vegetation cover the rock wall. Nearly ten meters above the ground are [-]-[-] degree slopes covered with rocks, and upwards are almost vertical chisels.

"We hit a lot of trees and fell off the top... until we fell into the river. This is downstream, and it's probably a few miles from the explosion point based on time."

Yan Yan was stunned and said, "You dragged me ashore?"

The river will not form a high tide to push them onto the bank, it will just drown them.After nearly dying from a fall of tens of meters, what kind of arduous struggle did Jiang Ting go through to push him ashore in the rushing water?

Jiang Ting didn't answer this question, or it might be due to lack of energy, "Rescue may...rescue can't reach here. You rest for a while, wait for dawn...you can go upstream, and you will be able to..."

Yan Yan roughly stuffed the clothes into his neck: "Shut up! I'll beat you up if you talk again!"

"It's a waste of you, we will all..."

"You know a fart! Shut up!"

Jiang Ting lowered his eyelashes, and there seemed to be a trace of sadness on the corners of his lips: "...But I can't do it, Yan Yan."

After a pause, he said, "I can't see anymore."

Yan Yan exploded, causing his eyes to go black, his mind blank, and he couldn't recover for a long time.

"...What?" He asked blankly, "What can't be seen? How could it not be seen? What do you mean?"

Jiang Ting groped and stretched his hand to Yan Mao's chest, hugged his other shoulder, and buried his face completely in the firm neck that was still warm.It was a gesture of complete dependence and even attachment, which may be the first and last time in his life.

Even in the boundless darkness, I can clearly feel the familiar heart beating beside my ear, hitting the eardrum again and again.

"I don't know, maybe I hit my head. It's nothing, Yan Yan...it's nothing, everyone has this time, don't cry."

Yan Yan trembled, turned over and wrapped Jiang Ting with his coat, holding him tightly in his arms.

"Don't cry," Jiang Ting said intermittently, "I'm very tired, let's sleep for a while...don't be like this, I'm not cold at all, I'm quite warm. Your parents are good people, I'm sorry for them, Yang Mei was dragged down by me , the boss is not young..."

Yan Yan gritted her teeth and pressed the back of his head, nestled his head into her arms, and kept kissing the wet black hair on top of his head that smelled like river water.

But how could the river be so salty, he wondered vaguely.

It was so salty.

Jiang Ting's eyelids were slightly closed, his pupils were slack and dull, but his eyes seemed to be completely relaxed and satisfied.He can only maintain this posture, even in such a distressed situation, the outline of the side face and the details of the facial features can't pick out any flaws, just like white porcelain soaked in water; his lips are gray , but it was also very soft, every movement of his mouth when he spoke in a low voice was close to the skin of Yan Xie's chest.

"It's good. We are still together in the end. Let's chat with me again... What do you want to do after you go out? You should get promoted this time, or go home and inherit the coal mine. Your parents will be very happy." happy……"

"Fuck you," Yan Yan gritted his teeth, "I just want to fuck you, and then take you to get married."

Jiang Ting laughed silently, although the smile was so weak that it was almost invisible, "Okay."

Yan Mao's shoulders trembled strangely, his vision was blurred for a while, and his throat was sore like a fire.

"You're so pretty," Jiang Ting murmured, "Be good, don't cry, I'll sleep for a while."

He slowly pressed the weight of his whole body on his lover's chest and closed his eyes.At that moment, Yan Yan broke his voice sharply: "Jiang Ting! Don't sleep! Jiang Ting!!"

For a few seconds, the blood in Yan Yan's whole body was cold. He grabbed Jiang Ting's chin and forced his face up. He tried to breathe under the tip of his nose with trembling fingers, until he was sure that there was still a little breath, and it should only be temporarily trapped. It was only after falling into a drowsiness or a coma that I felt my constricted heart barely resume beating again.

"Don't sleep, it's okay," he repeated nervously, and piled all the clothes he could pile on Jiang Ting to keep him warm, "It's okay, I'll hold you...it's okay, it'll be fine."

There were rustling movements in the distance, and a figure appeared under the moonlight, slowly approaching.

That was Wen Shao.

He was bruised all over his body and walked slowly. He walked up and squatted down, staring at Jiang Ting, with a long trail of blood trailing behind him.

"Why don't you fucking die?" Yan Yan squeezed out his voice through his teeth.

"...Look," Wen Shao tilted his head, and answered irrelevantly: "He has a reaction."

Yan Yan looked down, and Jiang Ting, who was in a coma, was obviously tense, his breathing rate was rapid, and he seemed very unsteady.

"It's like this every time, even if he doesn't use his eyes, he can hear, smell, or feel me... So for the past three years, I have always believed that he has not completely lost consciousness, he just went somewhere temporarily, and finally You still have to wake up and come back to me."

There was an indescribable look in Wen Shao's bright eyes, and Yan Xie recognized what it was.

——The lunatic went completely mad after being twisted for a long time.

"It's just different this time," he said softly with that chilling smile: "This time he's going to leave with me."

Wen Shao raised his hand to Jiang Ting's blue and white side face, all five of his fingernails were opened, bloody and bloody, like a bloody devil who just crawled out of hell.Yan Yan pinched his hand with such force that his knuckles trembled, and he pushed it away with all his strength, shouting: "Get out of here!"

Wen Shao fell on the sand, Yan Xie was like a fierce beast that was driven to a desperate situation and was on the verge of death to fight back. His consciousness was completely blank. He took off his coat and wrapped it around Jiang Ting. Flick on the ground!

"Pfft!" Wen Shao spat out blood, hooked Yan Mao's neck with his elbow and threw it on the ground, and mercilessly hammered on the ribs that he didn't know how many had cracked.The flesh and bones were squeezed between the fists, and the internal organs seemed to be crushed into mud, making a grinding sound that made teeth sore.

"Why do you ruin my business, huh?" Wen Shao roared sharply: "Why do you want to ruin my business?!"

Yan Yan's head was bloodied, his face was ferocious, he kicked his opponent out fiercely, and roared through the mountains: "Because you deserve to die!! You are a disgusting drug dealer!!"

Wen Shao coughed blood and leaned on the ground, Yan Mao stood up, but couldn't stand up, the sternum had already shown a shocking slight depression.However, at this moment, the pain had receded from all his senses, only the frenzied anger flooded the top of his head, pouring the anger into every blood vessel in his body; he almost staggered and crawled over, strangled Wen Shao's neck fiercely, and held on tight Throw his head on the ground and rocks!

Bang!

Bang! !

Every bang was accompanied by splashes of blood, Wen Shao could no longer utter a sound, his fingers twitched and grabbed Yan Mao's throat, and pinched the main artery with all his strength!

"……call……"

"call……"

Jiang Ting lay on his back by the river beach in the dark night, no one saw him slowly raise his arms, the reflection of the river water outlined the slender wrist bones and fingers.

He couldn't open his eyes, couldn't make a sound, his ears were buzzing, and he couldn't even hear his own short breath.His soul seemed to be floating in the void, but his right hand groped numbly among the messy clothes for a long time, until he finally touched a cold thing with a very familiar shape, and he held it weakly and tightly.

That's a gun.

Before the jeep exploded, Yan Xie reached for the gun from the back seat and stuffed it into his waist.

Destiny is like an exquisite mechanism, which fits seamlessly at every possible change node, all joys and sorrows, all subtle ties, will eventually lead to the ending that has been written in the dark——

Jiang Ting opened his eyes slightly, and aimed his gun at the two figures who were fighting desperately not far away.

Although he is completely invisible.

"Brother Yan!"

"Brother Yan!"

"Yan Xi—"

A cry echoed in the valley accompanied by the flashlight, and suddenly Han Xiaomei stopped and turned her head sharply.

The search and rescue personnel trudged through the steep and slippery rocks, but Ma Xiang asked without raising his head, "What's wrong?"

"...there is light over there."

"what?"

"It's a river," Han Xiaomei narrowed her eyes, "It's a river!"

The search and rescue personnel stopped their movements and raised their bodies, only to see that Han Xiaomei had already jumped off the rock with a loudspeaker, stumbling towards the river, and even Ma Xiang couldn't stop her: "Hey! Come back!"

"They won't die! They must have fallen into the river!" Han Xiaomei turned her head and yelled sharply, tears welling up in her eyes: "As long as they fall into the river, they will definitely survive! Maybe they are not far away from us now." Far!"

Ma Xiang was at a loss for words.

"Brother Yan! Team Jiang!" Han Xiaomei's desperate cry spread throughout the valley through the loudspeaker: "Where are you! Tell me! Brother Yan——"

"strict……"

"Brother Yan..."

Just like the hallucinations of people in extreme despair, there was a faint sound in the wind, and Yan Mao lost his mind.

The next moment the stalemate was broken, he spun his head and slammed his head, and Wen Shao took the opportunity to smash him on the sand!

Boom!

The shock made his eyes stare, and he felt nothing but dizziness for an instant.In the intense pain that was infinitely prolonged, he finally heard the intermittent voice in the distance, it really was Han Xiaomei!

The lifeguards have searched here!

"Talk back," Wen Shao pressed his elbow against Yan Mao's throat, panting heavily and mockingly, "If you don't answer, will they leave?"

"..." Yan Xie's face turned blue and purple, and he couldn't make any sound.

"When those people find your body, what will they say? Will they shed a couple of tears and hold a fake and lengthy funeral for you, or will they laugh at you in their hearts as an idiot, jumping down to die for nothing, but in the end nothing can be changed ?”

Wen Shao approached the hateful face in front of him, which made him want to be ashamed, with blood gurgling from his nostrils, every word contained strong and undisguised malice:

"From the very beginning, you were doomed to only play a supporting role in tragedies, Yan Xi...you are just a piece of trash."

The two of them looked at each other very closely, and all ten of Yan Mao's fingers pierced Wen Shao's neck, and several streams of blood snaked down along the fingerprints.But at this moment, it seems that any physical injury or pain is nothing to them. Yan Yan's violent and ferocious face was distorted due to excessive force, and he turned his head to the side, slowly making two gestures. mouth shape.

——Stupid, forced.

Wen Shao followed his gaze, and suddenly saw that Jiang Ting had forcibly sat up, his eyes were looking elsewhere, but the gun was aimed at them!

The river flashed a cold light on the muzzle of the gun, Wen Shao was taken aback, and then seemed to see some joke: "Shoot, Jiang Ting?"

"..."

"You can't see it anymore, can you?"

Jiang Ting remained motionless as if he hadn't heard.

"Let's shoot, or you dare not pull the trigger casually," Wen Shao gasped and laughed, "Will you kill me or Yan, don't you dare to take a gamble?"

——Don’t I dare?Jiang stopped thinking.

In the memory, the vibration of the bullet ejected from the chamber passed through the void, passed through the blood vessels, and touched a certain fragment in the depths of consciousness that became clearer and clearer. The familiar sound from more than ten years ago sounded from the ear——

boom!

Jingle.

boom!

Jingle.

boom!

……

The bullet casings fell to the ground at his feet, Jiang Ting took off his earmuffs, and suddenly heard someone behind him asking:

"Are you a student here?"

Jiang Ting turned his head, and at the empty entrance of the shooting range, a tall and thin old man was standing there against the light, with his hands behind his back.

"……Yes."

"97 in [-] meters and [-] rounds, the result is not bad."

"You flatter me……"

"But it's not enough."

Jiang Ting only thought that this was a retired old man wandering around somewhere, and smiled slightly, but did not refute.

"Unconvinced?" The old man seemed to see through his mind, "Tactical shooting is first with the heart, then with the brain, and finally with the eyes. Wind speed, distance, angle, heartbeat, breathing, these factors must be used in the sniper's calculations. Achieving perfect unity, otherwise, the slightest difference is far away. When you pull the trigger, you pay too much attention to your eyes, but after graduation, you will go to the police team, which target will be as static as a static target and let you hit it?"

Jiang Ting was packing his backpack and was about to leave, but he shook his head helplessly when he heard the words: "But the grassroots regulations have been changed, old man, now the police don't dare to shoot!"

"The police don't dare to shoot, don't criminals dare?"

For some reason, Jiang Ting's heart skipped a beat, and he subconsciously stopped.

"There are always some types of police who have to face life and death. When you shoulder the police badge and shoot, the legal provisions and practical justice are all under your trigger." The old man raised his finger to his left heart, and then tapped his temple: "Sound, feel, shooting Instinct, sensory calculations...snipers don't rely on textbooks or static targets. Young man, you are still close, go back and practice more."

Jiang Ting turned his head, and was stunned when he wanted to say something.The old man nodded slightly to him, with an imperceptible trace of kindness on his serious and thin face, then turned around and walked out of the shooting range with his hands behind his back.

It was the midsummer of the OUHK campus many years ago, and the sun was shining brightly outside the gate.

Yue Guangping's tall and straight back gradually faded away, and finally disappeared in the glorious and towering years.

"Admit it, Jiang Ting." Wen Shao said regretfully, his head, face and half of his chest were drenched with blood, but there was still unmistakable malicious pity in his eyes: "You dare not."

At this moment, Yan Xie swung his palm and hit the arm tightly clamping his throat, twisting his left and right hands backwards, click!Wen Shao didn't expect him to be so fierce, his elbow made a crisp sound, and suddenly bent at a terrible angle!

With a heavy and muffled bang, Yan Xie kicked Wen Shao back into the air, and shouted desperately, "Jiang stop! Now!!"

Wen Shao staggered a few steps and stood firm, with a fierce look in his eyes, he staggered towards Yan Mao!

Wind speed, distance, sound, heartbeat, breathing.

Jiang Ting gasped weakly, and the wind sent every slightest movement in the world into his eardrums.Yan Mao's heartbeat, Wen Shao's panting, the vibration of the friction between the cloth and the air, the sound of the soil being squeezed by the soles of the feet... the sound presses everything into a planar view, and immediately rotates and rises in the depths of the brain, forming a three-dimensional projection.

Wen Shao volleys towards Yan Xie.

Jiang Ting raised the muzzle of the gun, and countless heroic souls stretched out their hands from the void, and pulled the trigger together with him——

boom! !

The gunshot rang through the forest, Han Xiaomei's footsteps suddenly stopped, and she raised her head in shock.

Following her line of sight through the dense vegetation and the dark night, by the river beach, the bullets whirled through the air, passed through Wen Shao's throat, and raised a bloody arrow soaring into the sky!

The sword rattling was at a standstill at this moment, but in just a short moment, it seemed like a long tragedy came to an abrupt end.

Wen Shao knelt down on his knees, shook a few times, but finally it was too late, and the lifeless corpse fell to the ground.

he died.

If you look carefully at the corpse, you will find that the position where the bullet passed through the throat is exactly the same as that of the village doctor who committed suicide, and it is not bad at all.

The two places, China and Burma, spanned thousands of miles, and the sinful bond was broken.

Countless souls who have been howling for so many years are transcendentally liberated at this moment and rise to the sky.

"...Jiang Ting," Yan Xie lost his voice, "Jiang Ting!"

Jiang Ting let go, and fell backwards following the recoil when the gun landed.

Yan Yan staggered forward, and his sharp roar changed its tune: "Jiang Ting! Wake up, look at me! Look at me!!"

"Team Jiang, Team Yan—"

"Team Yan!"

"They're there! They're there!!"

At the end of the river beach in the distance, a swaying spot of light quickly approached, which was the search and rescue personnel rushing here.

But Yan Yan couldn't see or feel anything.

He held his whole world in his arms.

"..." Jiang Ting's lips moved, as if he had said two words.Yan Mao shook her head and lowered her head, only to hear him repeat it again, saying: "That's great."

His fingertips slid down Yan Yan's tough side face, but he couldn't feel anything anymore.

very nice.

Countless figures of comrades-in-arms appeared in the air, with familiar and joyful smiles, they opened their arms to him.Jiang Ting also smiled, and walked towards those years of laughter, blood and tears, numerous achievements and raging wars, turning around for the last time.

Yan Mao knelt on the ground, hugged his body, and shouted something with all her might.

You are still alive, Jiang Ting thought.

It's really good.