Breaking Through the Clouds

The deserted road in reality is lonely everywhere, and the wind sweeps across the wilderness from a distance, making a distant whistle like a whistle.

No shots were fired.

"...Jiang Ting." Yan Yan's ending was not very steady, but he tried his best to make his voice sound calm and firm: "It's okay, no matter what happened, it will pass, first put the gun down."

Not far away from the guardrail, half of Jiang Ting's body was hidden in the night, as if controlled by some kind of devil from the depths of his soul, the arm holding the gun retracted and lifted up at some point, his fingers trembling slightly——

At this angle, the muzzle was leaning towards himself.

"It is true that some things will always pass," Ajie said lightly, raised his hand to wipe the blood from his cheeks, and smiled: "But I think this 'something' refers to the present, not the past."

He has completely lost the agitation just now, even a little leisurely.Yan Yan glanced over, and sensitively found that at the end of the road in the distance, two lights were turning over the hillside, approaching at full speed along the road, and soon there was the unique roar of motorcycles!

"Han Xiaomei!" Yan Yan yelled, "Be careful!"

In the distance, when Han Xiaomei turned her head, she jumped up and hid to the side. The motorcyclist brushed past her!

Yan Yan strode forward, jumped up and stepped on the guardrail, rolled on the ground and got up, came to Jiang Ting's side with lightning speed, and grabbed the M92; in this time faster than the blink of an eye, Two drivers galloped up.

The moment Ajie passed by, he grabbed the back seat of a motorcycle and jumped on it like lightning.The other driver flicked his tail and leaned over at a distance of more than ten meters, picked up the metal sniper rifle box on the ground with one hand, and accelerated back without looking back!

"Goodbye, Yan." Ajie turned his head and said coldly, "The next time we meet is your death date."

Yan Xie raised his hand and pulled the trigger, but the motorcycle started suddenly, and with the deafening roar, it brushed against the bullets face to face, like a golden shooting star, and flew towards the wilderness at the end of the abandoned road.

boom! boom! boom!

The last three bullets chased after the tail smoke and emptied, and the headlights disappeared into the vast night in the blink of an eye.Yan Yan yelled "Fuck!" and was about to chase him, when suddenly he saw in the distance, a large piece of car taillights dimly lit up on the hillside where he couldn't see his fingers, like countless red magic eyes - there were countless people ambushing there !

Bang!With a sound of gold and stone clashing, Yan Xi smashed the empty gun on the stone with his hands.

The sharp siren of the police car floated in the wind, and finally there were flashing red and blue police lights on the distant viaduct.

"Are you okay?" Yan Xie wiped off the blood, turned around and asked, "Get in my car first and go temporarily...Jiang Ting!"

Jiang Ting pressed his brows tightly, hiding most of his face behind his palms, although he tried his best to control it, he couldn't calm down the trembling in his shoulders.Yan Xie stepped forward and grabbed his arm and forcibly pulled him away, only to see that his complexion was quite pale, and in such a dark environment, one could see the cold lips that were always thin and tight were trembling uncontrollably.

"Don't scare me, Jiang Ting?" Yan Yan supported him and whispered, "Wake up!"

"I'm sorry." Jiang Ting wanted to cover his face with his palm, but he couldn't free his wrist from Yan Yan's restraint. He could only turn his face to the other side nervously: "...I just wanted to..."

"It's okay, it's okay." Yan Yan signaled Han Xiaomei to stay in the car not to approach with his eyes, and at the same time carefully hugged Jiang Ting in his arms: "It will always pass, I am here, huh? Obedient?"

"I wanted to help you just now." Jiang Ting said hoarsely, "But I can't...I—"

He paused, and finally said that sentence:

"I can't pull the trigger."

Yan Yan was slightly stunned, and before she could understand what she meant, Han Xiaomei suddenly poked her head out of the Cherokee with a walkie-talkie and said anxiously: "Deputy Yan! There was a communication from the scene saying that a gathering place of criminals was found. On the roof of a residential building to be demolished, suspicious remnants were found at the scene of the sniping!"

"Remnants?"

"A short-sleeved white sweater for a seven or eight-year-old child, with old blood stains on it!"

Yan Yan only felt a movement in his arms, Jiang Ting pushed him away, panting, "...what?"

The back of my mind was a mess, it seemed to be filled with countless thoughts, but it was all blank.Jiang Ting staggered forward a few steps, and stretched out his hand to pinch the frowning brows again, but even though the nails cut deep into the flesh, he couldn't feel any pain.

The last bit of insanity is like a gossamer, trying to maintain it but can't be rescued, it can only fall rapidly towards the abyss.

He himself didn't realize that he was gasping for breath, and then he slumped and lost consciousness.

"—Jiang Ting!"

Yan Xi almost rushed forward, caught Jiang Ting, patted his cheek and said sharply: "Wake up! Jiang Ting!"

Han Xiaomei was stunned, and stepped forward three steps at a time, only to see Yan Xie hugged Jiang Ting horizontally: "Get in the car and drive back, hurry up!"

At this time, the police cars on the viaduct were getting closer and closer, and the red and blue lights almost flashed in front of them. Han Xiaomei pointed at him helplessly: "But Deputy Yan, everyone has already..."

"Call the People's Hospital." Yan Xie hugged Jiang Ting into the back seat of the car, forced himself to take a deep breath to calm down, and said decisively: "——No, wait. Call the private hospital, and I'll tell you in the car Which one is it?"

Ma Xiang came roaring in a police car. A few tens of meters away, Yan Yan got into the door of the car in front of him.

"Hey Brother Yan!" Ma Xiang lowered the car window: "We are hurrying...Hello?!"

Cherokee completely ignored his call, didn't even mean to wait, and roared in the opposite direction to the police car!

"..." A row of police cars stopped one by one, and everyone was dumbfounded by the dust.After a while, Ma Xiang leaned out of the car window, and said indignantly at Daqie's farther and farther rear lights: "Are you in such a hurry to see your wife give birth? You don't have a wife! Hey!"

·

The Cherokee with flashing police lights galloped at full speed on the open highway, ran through several red lights, and left a black afterimage in the security monitoring.

Yan Yan's gloomy pupils were reflected in the rearview mirror, and he looked at the back seat——Jiang Ting swayed slightly with the bumps of driving, as if he was constantly revisiting some unbearable memories in a coma. A trace of pain clearly emerged.

I can't pull the trigger anymore, he said.

What's the meaning?Why?

What happened to the death of the undercover "Rivet"?

The past will always pass away, Jiang Ting, don't let yourself sink into it——Yan Yan said silently over and over again in his heart.

It doesn't matter if you did something wrong, if you want to pay the price, at least you won't face the future alone.

……

turmoil.

Bumpy.

Jiang Ting couldn't tell where he was, his whole body was hot but he felt unspeakably miserable, as if he was imprisoned in a small and dark space.

Am I dead?he thinks.

The soul seemed to be slowly floating up in the deep water, and finally caught a glimpse of the light, and jumped up impatiently.

wow——

The little boy poked his head out of the river, laughed happily, swam wittily to the bank and climbed up, grabbed the square white sweatshirt that was stacked on the rocks, and put it on in twos and twos.

The setting sun in the midsummer evening reflected his white side face, as bright as if his skin had been soaked in water, and his black hair hung wetly on his cheeks.His little friend who hadn't entered the water sat on the stone in a regular manner, stared at all this in silence, and said after watching for a long time: "Your clothes are wet, don't you want to change?"

"But this is all I have."

"What if it's dirty?"

"If you get dirty, you will be beaten when you go home."

The little boy sat down, tilted his head and looked at his friend who was always depressed and didn't know what he was thinking, and asked with a smile, "Are you still practicing the piano today?"

"Do you want to hear it?"

"Think!"

His friend seemed to smile, with an indescribable meaning in that smile, got up and took his hand: "Come with me."

The golden red wind sweeps across the wilderness, wrapping in the breath of the distant city and rushing to the distance.The stage is extravagant, as in the past, the setting sun passes through the tall stained glass windows, reflecting the empty and lonely theater and the dusty seats; only a little boy in the front row is smiling and applauding the fiddler performing alone——

Hotsummerdays, rock'n'roll

The way you play for eat your show

AndallthewaysIgottoknow

Your pretty face and electric soul

……

The melody reverberated for a long time, and the performance never ended; children played and played, as if the torrent of time could not wash away the thick makeup.

"I will always play for you alone," the little boy heard his partner say childishly.

Immediately, their shoulders widened and their figures elongated, a deep and hoarse voice repeated in their ears:

"I promised to play just for you forever."

Jiang Ting raised his head, but couldn't see anything.His whole body was covered in embers from the explosion, he was bruised and embarrassed, he was pushed into the room and handcuffed on the armchair; his eyes were covered with cloth, even though he knew that the person was walking towards him, he couldn't see that person anyway. Smiling face close at hand.

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

He heard the sound of the harp playing from his cell.

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

The past of playing and laughing, the summer night in the early days of July, the floating dust in the afterglow, and the brilliant sea of ​​lights, at this moment converged into a torrent and burst through the gates, singing and circling in the void to reach heaven:

Your glory, your face, that shine like a diamond

Can you love me as before, until the end of time?

——When the time is gone, the performance is over, and Bai Xia is in the past; can you still cheer and applaud me until the end of time?

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The iron wheels of the hospital bed turned rapidly, the red lights of the emergency room flickered, and the anxious figure of the nurse disappeared into the corridor.

"There is congestion inside the brain, which may compress the nerves at any time, which is very dangerous..."

"At present, only the minimum consciousness can be maintained, and the possibility of re-entering a persistent vegetative state cannot be ruled out..."

Yang Mei covered her mouth and let out a trembling cry, but it was very low and short, and then her knees softened and she knelt down.Yan Xie grabbed her arm and supported her, pulled her onto the bench involuntarily, raised her head and asked, "There is always a way, right? With the best equipment and the best medical treatment, he must be saved just now! No matter what The method, I will talk about the congestion in the brain later, as long as I can stimulate my consciousness now!"

"If there is a newly researched machine and supporting drugs, it is indeed possible, but the things have not yet been approved in the country, whether it is clinically effective or not..."

"Where is the instrument?"

The doctor hesitated: "The whole set of news should be in Germany, but—"

"When the fastest international flight arrives, your machine will arrive at the same time." Yan Mao didn't answer, grabbed his phone and rushed out of the corridor of the emergency room.

The soul broke free from the catheter and ventilator in the dark, slowly floated out of the emergency room, and drifted towards the empty abyss in the distance.

Dear Lord, when I get to heaven

Please let me bring my man

When hecomestellmethatyou'lllethimin

Father tell me if you can

……

But I never loved you, Jiang Ting murmured as he chanted louder and louder.

The melody became more ups and downs and stronger, the gorgeous hem of the golden and red curtain, the misty dust of the old days, and even a loud bang, even deafening, drowning his hoarse cries for help.

But I never—never—

"You have," he heard the voice say.

The police lights were flashing and the rain was pouring, and there was a lot of noise around. Someone yelled in the rain: "We found it! Come quickly! Inform Team Jiang!"

Under the desk lamp in the office late at night, the pen was scribbling on the paper, and there were happy jumping and laughing outside the door, "Let's leave the Lajiang team! See you tomorrow!"

The ground exploded, the glass of the factory building exploded, and the fire and thick smoke rushed into the sky in an instant; he ran towards the fire, and countless people around him shouted: "Don't let him in!" "Team Jiang!" "Take him away!" Pull away!"...

... There is no tomorrow, Jiang Ting thought.Never again.

The soul finally let go, jumped from the sky to the abyss, and hugged the laughing demon tightly.

In the rapid fall, they are far away from heaven, leaving the world far behind, and the vision is full of evil spirits and fiery hell; the gorgeous theater is wiped out, and the violin is still playing in the sky.They rushed to the end of the journey together in that song, as if they had been inseparable from the very beginning, falling towards the giant door of purgatory that opened with a bang.

Chong——!

It was like a rest had landed, and suddenly everything stood still.

Explosions, burning, screams, screams...all collapsed like a silent pantomime, and the flames faded to gray, swallowing up the numerous ghosts at the bottom of the abyss in an instant.

Jiang Ting was suspended in mid-air as if returning to an embryo, and after an unknown amount of time, he finally turned around.

A strong hand held him, looking up along the arm, the newborn light covered the sky, and a handsome face was reflected in the backlight, frowning and looking at him closely——

Jiang Ting was so blinded by the light that he closed his eyes, then slowly opened them.

"woke up!"

"Doctor! Doctor, he is awake!!"

……

The noise and the footsteps are hazy, and the sound is like a layer of deep water.Jiang Ting closed his eyes, feeling that he was being manipulated by countless doctors and nurses, some were crying, some were shouting, and some were cheering and laughing.

Are you so happy?He had some doubts in his heart.

Finally, the surrounding gradually quieted down, and the instrument beeped regularly.Jiang Ting's thick eyelashes moved a few times, then slowly opened, and found that there was still a person beside the hospital bed.

The face in the dream was watching him in reality, and the lights in the ward came from behind, casting a layer of light on his solid and reliable figure, and there was a hint of warmth in a trance.

Yan Yan laughed, sat sideways on the edge of the bed, crossed his index fingers and made a number: "Six days."

Jiang Ting was still a little distracted, wearing a breathing mask.

"You have been in a coma for six whole days." Yan Yan said with a smile, and finally moved his neck and shoulders, and casually swayed around the hospital bed with a whole set of unnamed medical instruments and drip medicines printed in German. Chin: "Between the two of us, what is meant by a vivid interpretation of 'you and I have no destiny, it all depends on my spending money'--I didn't know until today that the words of the old ancestors are indeed true, and there is no lie."

"..." A smile appeared in Jiang Ting's eyes.

Yan Yan looked at him, then suddenly leaned over to his ear, and asked teasingly, "Now we are destined, huh? Captain Jiang?"

Jiang Ting opened his mouth slightly, and the warm white air passed away on the breathing mask.

He said, "Forget it."