Breaking Through the Clouds

"--do not move."

Just like in the story of Sesame Opening the Door, the moment the spell landed, all Jiang Ting's movements stopped.

Even his thinking seemed to be frozen, and there was a momentary blank.

—— Immediately afterwards, the entire row of railings toppled outwards, and Yan Yan fell to the sixth floor!

"...!"

Everything happened in the same second. Ajie grabbed the top of the railing while losing his center of gravity, slipped, and climbed up with all his strength; Yan Yan couldn't see what happened at all, and the whole person slid out.

It is said that before death, the subconscious mind will repeat all the important scenes in this life like a flying horse, but at that moment, Yan Yan's brain is actually empty, there is nothing, and there is no time to think about anything.

Instinctively, when he was weightless, he grasped desperately with both hands, and the tip of his right finger pressed the edge of the concrete floor of the roof, but he couldn't support the weight of his whole body at all; In the fleeting time, he grabbed the railing that was leaning with his right hand, clang!

The rooftop on the sixth floor is nearly 20 meters from the ground.

The hollow iron rod hit the concrete floor, bent into a dangerous arc, and hung Yan Yan, who was hanging with one hand, in mid-air.

Yan Xie's cry was stuck in his throat, all the pores on his body opened, and cold sweat gushed out—at this moment he finally knew that cold sweat was not just an adjective.

"I fuck..."

All the emotions of dying and surviving were condensed into these two short words. Yan Xie also fumbled to grab the iron rod with the other hand, and was about to pull up to climb to the roof, when suddenly his fingers were crushed with severe pain, almost letting him down. He let go and fell—

Someone is stepping on him to death!

That professional killer!

"I haven't seen you for a few years, how have you been lately?"

Jiang Ting froze on the spot, the muzzle of the gun gradually moved from the back of his head to the back of the ear, drawing a semicircle along the ear, from the mandible to the cheek, like a lover's fingers tracing the skin, and touching the temple.

The voice approached and whispered in his ear: "Are you afraid of death?"

Jiang Ting's hair on the temples was soaked, and the sweat gathered along his cheeks to his chin.

And the demonic bewitchment continued, and he asked, "Are you afraid that the policeman will fall to his death?"

Not far from the edge of the rooftop, Ajie trampled on Yan Xie's fingers with the soles of his shoes, then walked a few steps away to search for a while, then bent down to pick up a sharp stone.

"He didn't have to die. If it weren't for you, the story would have changed from many years ago..."

Jiang Ting moved forward, but only heard a muzzle click, and the bullet was loaded into the chamber!

"I said don't move," the owner of the voice joked.

——At this moment, the vague sound of police sirens came from a distance in the night, and gradually became clear in the wind, reinforcements have arrived!

"...Then shoot," Jiang Ting said coldly, his chest rising and falling, and he exhaled hot and bloody air.He raised his finger inch by inch to grab the muzzle of the gun, and said word by word: "Shoot, don't be cowardly."

Immediately afterwards, he pushed the muzzle of the gun away fiercely, and rushed out!

The gunshot may or may not have sounded, but in the chaotic moment no one noticed it.Ajie raised a stone and smashed it hard at Yan Yan's bloody fingers. The next moment, the wind came from behind him, and Jiang Ting threw him out!

According to the normal level of a professional killer, he should not be touched by the people behind him at all.But Ajie didn't expect Jiang Ting to pounce on him, and he was caught off guard for a moment. The two rolled and crashed into the corridor door a few steps away. Yes, Jiang Ting pressed Ajie and rolled down the stairs.

Yan Yan gritted his teeth and climbed back to the rooftop from the suspended sixth floor, rubbing his eyes like crazy, while staggering up and chasing forward, just took two steps, only to hear—bang!

The bullet splashed a stream of gravel, and hit the ground close to his feet!

Yan Xie turned his head, and in the night, a figure stood a few meters away, holding a gun in his hand.

The gun was aimed squarely at him.

"...!" Ajie cursed during the tumbling interval, but he couldn't hear it at all.He was dragged and rolled down the corridor like a sandbag, and in a panic, he had time to put his hand on the back of Jiang Ting's head, boom!With a loud noise, it slammed into the concrete wall at the corner.

Cement fragments poured down, scattered all over the body.

The siren is getting louder and louder, and the human ear is recognizably approaching rapidly.However, Jiang Ting couldn't hear anything, his ears seemed to be covered by deep water, his left elbow was tilted at an abnormal angle, and a few mouthfuls of blood froth sprang from his throat.

The ground trembled in a trance, because someone was approaching quickly.

--who is it?

Jiang Ting wanted to see clearly, he tried his best to open his eyes, but all the scenes in the dark corridor shook violently in his sight.He was trembling and gasping for breath, his consciousness becoming more and more blurred, like an invisible giant hand engulfing his soul and falling into the abyss.

His hand lowered slowly, and finally he fell into the boundless darkness before he could see who was coming.

……

In midsummer evening, the sky is burning.

The little boy walked through the golden field, and the afterglow smeared on the tall mahogany doors of the theater.The ornate chandelier was dim, the red curtains were half-draped, and the empty seats stretched to the end of the line of sight; he carefully wrapped up his worn coat, squatted behind the railing of the box on the second floor, and looked at the stage through the gap.

Behind the curtain was the straight profile of the fiddler, a boy of the same age as the little peeper.

I've seen the world, done it well

Hadmy cake now

Diamonds, brilliant

And Bel Airnow

……

The fiddler's tuxedo and cowhide shoes were shining under the shadow of the lamp. Suddenly he looked up to the second floor, met his little peeper, and then showed a smile on his face.

The melody hovered over the theater, winding away to the distant years.

The little boy walked through the golden field, and the ears of wheat fell back on both sides like the sea divided by the rod of Moses.The wind was blowing past his ears, and Chang Gung's star was shining brightly; his partner of the same age stood at the end of the cliff, stretched out his right arm against the wind, embraced his running body, and kissed on the top of his black hair.

The setting sun cast its afterglow from the middle of their touch-sensitive figures, melting the cascading mountains into golden water.

Hotsummernights, midJuly

When you and I were forever wild

Thecrazydays, citylights

The way you'd play with me like a child

……

"Say you never betray me, and I'll take you away."

"I will never betray you!"

The night wind swept away the vows, the sky was covered by twilight, the dark clouds moved quickly, the golden red was gradually replaced by azure and blue, and the huge city lit up a sea of ​​lights inch by inch at the end of the horizon.

Will you still love me when I'm no longer young and beautiful?

In the dream, Jiang Ting grew taller and grown into a man. He passed through the smoke of the explosion with open arms, allowing his body to fall freely to the ground.

Will you still love me when I got nothing but my aching soul?

The figure on the cliff got farther and farther away, and became smaller and smaller.Jiang Ting saw him stretch out his hand in the direction where he fell, but the howling wind between heaven and earth blew through his fingers, and the background was the vast sky illuminated by raging fire.

The melody is melodious and long, but the years are as short as a cloud of smoke.Jiang Ting stared at him, raised the muzzle of the gun, and pulled the trigger at the rapidly shrinking figure above his head——

"I know you will—" he heard someone singing in the wind.

——You will still love me when I'm no longer beautiful.

In the next moment, the bullet traveled back through time, piercing his own heart dripping with blood!

"Cough, cough, cough!"

"Wake up!" "Blood pressure is normal, breathing is normal." "Hurry up, notify the Criminal Investigation Detachment!"

Jiang couldn't stop coughing, and was drowsy, but when he wanted to get up, he was scrambled to help him.In the chaos, Yang Mei screamed: "Brother Jiang, how are you?" "Hurry up and come here!" The voice cut through the noise, and it was so clear that a pair of strong hands stretched out and pushed Jiang Ting back to the hospital bed.

"He's fine," Yan Yan said in a deep voice, "I have a slight concussion, don't let him get up."

Jiang Ting's mind tossed and fell between dreams and reality. His brain was torn in two. While lying on the hospital bed, he fell from a high altitude on a cliff at the same time. The severe vertigo caused him to almost vomit. A stitch.

This injection was quite effective, and the potion quickly brought his confused soul back to reality.Several minutes later, as if his soul had finally fallen to the ground, Jiang Ting suddenly breathed out from his chest, and opened his eyes dimly.

"...It's not serious, but the patient's physical condition is too bad, pay attention to lie in bed for a few days..."

Jiang Ting moved his left hand, the pain was terribly painful, Yang Mei immediately held it down, so he had to use his right hand to pinch the center of his eyebrows forcefully, and forced out a sentence from his throat due to the pain: "Yan Xi?"

Yang Mei didn't expect his first sentence to be this, so she froze immediately.

Yan Yan interrupted the doctor with gestures, indicating that he understood, and then immediately came over and asked, "How are you?"

Slowly focusing his sight, Jiang Ting could see clearly that he was lying in the ward. It was going to be dark outside, maybe it was the next day.

Yang Mei must have arrived in the middle of the night after receiving the notification. At this moment, her eyes were slightly red, and she was obviously very worried. Several of her subordinates who were helping in her KTV were stopped outside the ward.

Yan Xie's eyes had been washed urgently, and bandages were wrapped around the ten fingers of his hands, with blood stains faintly showing on the edges.

"It's okay." Jiang Ting couldn't help coughing twice as soon as he spoke, nodded slightly to Yang Mei, and said hoarsely, "Go out first."

"But……"

Jiang Ting raised his hand to stop her.

Yang Mei was full of slander but didn't dare to say it, so she frowned and gave Yan Yan a hard look, then got up and left angrily.

The doctor also left with the little nurse on duty, and with the click of the door, only the two of them were left in the ward.

Jiang Ting's dislocated left arm has been fixed and hung with a triangular bandage. He is leaning on the soft white pillow at the head of the bed, and the neckline of the hospital gown is loose. thin.

Yan Yan asked: "Are you sure you won't sleep for a while?"

Jiang Ting closed his eyes half-closed for a while, then shook his head.

"Come on, if it wasn't for you this time, I would probably have to confess there." Yan Xie pulled out a chair and sat beside the hospital bed, with a little nonchalant indifference, said with a smile: "I didn't expect you to treat criminals The guess that tried to interfere with the focus of the police investigation turned out to be correct. Fortunately, we rushed to re-examine Hu Weisheng's den and seized a large number of old drug-making tools. Now the city bureau is working overtime to interrogate that Hu. Hey, what do you think? The two of us can be regarded as living together and dying together, I didn't expect..."

Jiang Ting asked, "He ran away?"

Yan Yan twitched his brows, noticing that Jiang Ting's personal pronoun was - him.

Not them.

"I didn't run away." Yan Yan sighed and said, "I underestimated the enemy and almost fell into that grandson's hands. After you threw him down, I climbed up from the roof and found out that the suspect had another accomplice." , that man was still holding a gun, and he hit my feet with a shuttle, which was really dangerous."

Jiang Ting was indeed ill, and his spirit was so weak that he couldn't hide the subtle changes in his expression: "And then?"

"It didn't matter much after that. I confronted that accomplice for about half a minute, and the reinforcements from the city bureau rushed to the scene with sirens on. When the man heard the police car approaching, he didn't want to fight. He took a gun and entered the place where you fell. corridor."

Yan Mo's tone didn't change at all, and then he paused, looking straight at Jiang Ting:

"At that time, you were still confronting the killer in the corridor. I was afraid that something might happen to you, so I rushed in. The stairwell was very dark. I ran down a few steps and saw—"

Yan Yan deliberately narrated, but as expected, Jiang Ting immediately asked: "You..."

Then Yan Xie unexpectedly found out that what Jiang Ting was asking was not this question, and he was not even interested in what happened in the corridor at that time.

What Jiang Ting asked was: "Did you see his face?"