Breaking Through the Clouds

Yan Mao's face was blank, and before he had time to react, a chill instinctively surged up from his internal organs.

"Brother Yan."

"..."

"Brother Yan?"

When Yan Yan turned around, Gao Panqing had already returned from the phone call: "Are you okay?"

"...Oh, it's okay, I'm a little tired." Yan Yan said calmly, "How is your side?"

In fact, what's the point of making a phone call? Unless Han Xiaomei really wants to leave the field and go to the office, she will definitely come over. Yan Xie's words are just absent-minded idioms.But Gao Panqing was still very concerned, and asked, "Why don't you go home and rest first? Eight or nine hours of driving this day is enough to make people suffer. Han Xiaomei will come over later."

Yan Yan nodded anxiously, and couldn't help but glanced at the ward through the glass.

Buwei had already lay back on the hospital bed, curled up in a ball, only showing her thin back.

"Did you see something's wrong, brother Yan?" Gao Panqing finally noticed the abnormality, and raised her chin almost invisibly into the ward: "Could it be that this girl is a little..."

Yan Yan didn't want to talk about this topic, so he said perfunctorily, "I should be overthinking. Where's your consultant Lu? I'll give him a ride."

Just at this moment, Jiang Ting came out of the bathroom at the end of the corridor. Yan Xie hurriedly nodded to Gao Panqing, strode forward to meet him, hooked Jiang Ting's shoulder, and said from the mouth, "Let's go back first." Let's go" while leading him towards the elevator without any refusal.

Gao Panqing looked at the backs of the two of them, and always felt that Yan Yan's hugging posture was unusual.

When they were in the police academy, buddies sometimes hooked up with each other, but they didn't use their forearms to hook each other's necks like Yan Xie did to Consultant Lu at the moment, but grabbed the junction of shoulders and arms, and used it faintly. He took Consultant Lu into his arms.

Looking from behind, Yan Xie didn't seem to be hugging a good friend, but she couldn't hide her protective and possessive desire.

"...I must have been influenced by Han Xiaomei," Lao Gao shuddered, trying to force the messy thoughts out of his mind.

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In the end, Yan Xie failed to fulfill the bounden duty of a male to take care of the children, and managed to take Jiang Ting to eat "real" seafood porridge; because Jiang Ting got up at five or six in the morning and went all the way to the scene of the Tianzong Mountain crime. All the way back to the city of Jianning, I was so sleepy that I fell asleep on the way home.

The G65 parked steadily downstairs in the community, Yan Yan turned off the engine, but did not wake Jiang Ting up immediately.

The faint light from the roof lights reflected on his tired but stable eyelids, and the ends of his eyelashes trembled very slightly with his breathing, like two irregular velvet fans.

Although Jiang Ting's whole person is rather elegant and reserved, but his facial features are very clear, his brow bone is three-dimensional, his nose bridge is narrow and straight, and his clean skin is slightly reflective on his brow bone; when he is thinking clearly, his facial contour is as cold as a marble sculpture When he fell asleep, he was dazzled by the light, and some ink painting-like handsomeness gradually permeated from the inside out.

Yan Yan's breathing was a little short, and he forced himself to observe carefully without emotion.

He is asleep now, does he have any resemblance to Buwei?

Why was there such a weird sense of resemblance at that moment in the hospital?

A 30-year-old criminal police officer who is recognized as having died in the line of duty and has been in a coma for several years, and a sixteen-year-old girl who is as beautiful as a camellia flower should not have any intersection at all, but it is strange in Yan Yan's glimpse There is some kind of connection.

——Is it true, or is it suspicious?

"..." Jiang Ting moved, and said in a daze, "... Yan Yan?"

The murmur was hoarse and lazy, and Yan Yan's throat tightened for a moment, and he sat back in the driver's seat uncomfortably: "I'm home."

Jiang Ting just woke up, stunned for a while, and said vaguely in his throat: "Yeah." Then he pushed the door limply and got out of the car.

Yan Xie had already turned to the passenger door, and before Jiang Ting, whose brain didn't quite understand, stepped on the pedal, he reached out and hugged him by the waist.In an instant, Jiang Ting's whole body was in the air, and before he could make a sound, Yan Xie hugged him off the high car door, and then he closed and locked the door as if nothing had happened, coughed and said, "Let's go upstairs."

He tossed the car keys up and down, deliberately not looking at Jiang Ting's face, and took the lead in the elevator.

Yan Xie began to move his daily necessities into this apartment one after another, clothes, shoes, watches, all kinds of small household appliances that are easy to use... just like ants moving house, gradually the real estate model house is as tidy and gorgeous The apartment is messy, lively, and full, and even the air is filled with the lively fragrance of a single dog for more than 30 years.

In contrast, Jiang Ting, who only has a few changes of clothes, can be called a proletarian, and even toothpaste is squeezed in the strict bathroom.

Jiang Ting took a shower and came out to check the time at ten o'clock.

It may be because he fell asleep in the car, his sleepiness suddenly disappeared without a trace, and he was even a little hungry——Jiang Ting is no longer a young man who can sleep late in the morning, if the lights are turned off at this time , Maybe he will wake up in the early morning tomorrow, so he sat on the edge of the bed for a while, then decided to go to the kitchen to find something to eat and relax.

Yan Xie is a very polarized person in terms of living habits.He has a very down-to-earth side, for example, there are [-] kinds of instant noodle flavors in his mobile phone, the Taobao Uniqlo in the closet is full of pits, the face towels with rough edges in the bathroom, and the nationals in the cupboard. Goddess Collection—Ghost knows why he finished eating the old godmother glass jars that he washed and refused to throw away.At the same time, in the hard drive of the laptop connected to the TV in his living room, under the folder "Introduction to Forensic Appraisal in the second semester of the first grade" is the complete works of Mr. Cang.

Apart from these, he also has a very authentic rich second generation side.

All his unlined jackets with collars are a monthly salary series, and his suits and coats are all custom-made by regular tailors starting from fabrics and furs, and he loves watch collections.According to his own statement, when he was young and frivolous, he liked the minute repeater and double tourbillon with obvious appearance characteristics. After he was in his 30s, he began to pursue the low-key and subtle double chasing hands.If one day the family goes bankrupt, he can at least rely on the watch in the cabinet for decades, and it will not be a problem to live well.

In view of the fact that he had a precedent of having a team of chefs come to cook candlelight dinners in person, when Jiang Ting walked into the kitchen, he really hoped that Yan Xie could go to the extreme of the rich second generation in this aspect, and at the worst, he could have a ready-made package Well, fresh ingredients that you can eat with just one turn of the microwave.

Then as soon as he opened the refrigerator, he realized his ignorance and naivety.

There are only a few bottles of beer, Coke, sliced ​​lemons, and half of a ginger that has gone moldy in the empty cold room.

"..." Jiang Ting stared at the half piece of ginger, thinking for a long time but didn't understand how a person who never opened fire bought ginger. Do you make ginger coke at home?

"What are you doing, are you hungry?" Yan Xie popped up from behind and asked.

This person may have realized that it is useless to drive shirtless even in a frenzy. Now after taking a shower, he honestly put on a tank top and shorts, with short hair dripping in a daze, and the back of the black vest was too lazy to dry. The drops of water soaked it up.

Jiang Ting was not very happy: "Why doesn't your family even prepare any food..."

"You say that you sleep while eating, and want to eat snacks when you sleep. It is because of this that your health is not good-don't look at it, there are no snacks. I just ordered instant noodles and gave you a pack of old altar sauerkraut Taste."

Jiang Ting was even more dissatisfied: "I don't eat instant noodles."

Yan Yan said: "Then let me order you a takeaway, chicken and shrimp wontons?"

"In your community, what time does the takeaway arrive?"

"Hey——I'm talking about you," Yan Yan taught him with a straight face, "Why are there so many problems? You can't live like this in the future. Why don't you have half a pack of quick-frozen dumplings here?"

Jiang Ting couldn't comment on the idea of ​​"living in the future", and he didn't bother to cook the dumplings himself, so he said, "Forget it, I'm not very hungry."

He walked out of the kitchen in a dispirited manner, Yan Yan went in to order instant noodles, and kept babbling while boiling water: "What do you mean by forget it? What do you mean by forget it? You are just picky, what's wrong with Laotan sauerkraut beef noodles? Last time Xiao Ma and Lao Gao almost fought over the last pack of Laotan sauerkraut..."

Jiang Ting turned a deaf ear to it, sat on the sofa in the living room and played online chess, planning to go to bed by the time he finished playing a game.

Unexpectedly, there was clanging in the kitchen, about 10 minutes later, Yan Xie turned out with two bowls, and put one of the bowls in front of Jiang Ting: "Stop playing, eat."

The bowl turned out to be freshly cooked quick-frozen three fresh dumplings.

Jiang Ting was stunned.

"Are you surprised by my outstanding ability to make dumplings? Look, none of them are broken, it's perfect. Do you know how it's done?"

"..."

"After the water boiled, I added some salt first." Yan Yan tapped the coffee table twice with his index finger, and said condescendingly, "How about it, I don't know."

Jiang Ting almost blurted out, "Isn't quick-frozen dumplings generally unbreakable?!", but after all, the cannibal's mouth is soft but his hands are short, so he held back for a moment before speaking: "...I thought you never went into the kitchen."

Yan Yan is not without pride: "But I can Baidu. I am an academic."

Jiang Tingxin said that you are still an academic school, majoring in martial arts at the Drama Academy.

Yan Yan sat down next to Jiang Ting, Xilihulu ate his old sauerkraut beef noodles.Although the quick-frozen dumplings must taste better, Yan Xie's sassy appearance made Jiang Ting a bit greedy, and couldn't help but pick a chopsticks of instant noodles from his bowl to eat.

Yan Mo didn't say a word, but laughed.

"why are you laughing?"

Yan Yan swallowed the noodles in his mouth, and then said: "Laughing at the bowl of incense, you look like a child."

Still cannibalistic, Jiang Ting didn't answer for a moment.

"When you see something delicious, you are willing to give a good face and take the initiative to wash the dishes. If there is no good food, every pore in your body exudes a cold aura that repels people thousands of miles away." Yan Xie Picking out another chopsticks of noodles for him, he said, "It's okay, I promise to take you to a Michelin restaurant tomorrow, and even if the sky falls, I guarantee you a good meal."

Jiang Ting, who said "every pore in his body exudes a high-cold aura", ate the dumplings, but for a long time he didn't think of a powerful way to refute. gone."

"It's like how old you are this year. You are two years older than me. Is two years old?" Yan Xie held his chopsticks and stretched out two fingers: "Besides, we are policemen, not athletes. This age in the public security system You can only be regarded as a junior. If you don’t believe me, look at Jianning, besides Bureau Lu and Deputy Bureau Wei, who else is like you holding a tea mug all day long, like a vacuum flask.”

The topic of the thermos cup is too dangerous. If you don't pay attention, you will think of the tea cake in Yan Mo's cabinet that is getting smaller and smaller for no reason. Jiang Ting quickly picked up two dumplings and stuffed them into Yan Mo's bowl: "What Well, eat yours."

Yan Xie hurriedly picked up the bowl: "No more, no more."

"You have too many dumplings, I can't eat them."

"I can't eat too much. How can I maintain my abdominal muscles if I don't control my food intake? I haven't been to the gym for half a month."

Jiang Ting said: "Why keep that thing, let yourself go, it doesn't matter if you are single or not."

As a result, when Yan Yan heard this, he answered very naturally and as a matter of course: "Isn't it up to you whether I'm single or not?"

Jiang Ting: "..."

On a warm and quiet summer night, the heat from the noodle soup wafted away. The two of them sat side by side on a large off-white comfortable sofa, almost touching each other. Seems like it was a long time ago.

Jiang Ting still had half a dumpling in his chopsticks, and he didn't know whether to eat it or put it down, so he said after a long while, "Why do you talk like you have a convulsion, bursts of energy."

"Because every word I say to you comes from the bottom of my heart, I can say whatever I think, and I don't pay attention to skills, which is different from when you talk to me." Yan Yan smiled, got closer, and asked in a low voice: "How about finding a partner?" , Team Jiang?"

"..." Jiang Ting said, "No."

"Make one."

"Don't do it."

"Why are you so dishonest?"

Jiang Ting reluctantly picked up the bowl and turned around, Yan Yan chased after him and asked, "Did you have a special crush on me a long time ago?"

"Why should I have a special crush on you?"

"Because I am the best candidate for the object no matter from any aspect. Do you know the law of animal mate selection in nature? Only strong males can stand out in this cruel social competition, occupy the most survival resources, and take care of the family. and future generations to provide the best living conditions..."

Jiang Ting held the bowl in one hand and rested his forehead in the other, patiently listening to his nonsense, the whole thing was a piece of heresy.

"So at least within the scope of this province, I should be a worthy candidate for mate selection. It is only natural that you have a good impression of me. Of course, if you don't have a good impression of me, then Darwin's theory of natural selection will be overturned. Now, I think the possibility of this kind of anti-science is relatively small..." Yan Yan couldn't control himself, and burst out laughing: "Okay, I won't talk nonsense. Let's find a partner, we are all so old , if it doesn’t work, let’s talk.”

Jiang Ting took a deep breath, turned back from the sofa to face Yan Mao, and said solemnly, "Captain Yan."

"Ok?"

"Darwin's theory is only for natural reproduction, not for homosexuality."

The two stared at each other for a while, and Yan Yan patted him for a while: "Oh, don't be so narrow-minded, it's okay to mess with it!"

Jiang Ting actually felt a bit confused inside, he didn't know if it was funny or ridiculous—or, it was because Yan Yan was so serious and earnest under the surface of his mouth full of horses and cars, that this argument was so funny and absurd. absurd.

He didn't know whether to smile or not, and after a long time he could only say: "I thought you always liked the type of wife and mother..."

"Every man once thought that he liked a good wife and a good mother. In fact, this kind of thing is like throwing a dice. You have to roll the dot before you know who you like."

"...Don't you think it's weird?"

"It was a little bit at first." Yan Yan paused, and said, "It's actually okay now. I don't think those men in the police force feel anything. When I look at you, my heart beats faster."

It's actually easier to deal with Yan Yan when he's stingy, just ignore him and it's over.But when he looks at you with this face that has actually gone to the sea for [-] at a time, with deep eyebrows and eyes without blinking, and when he speaks directly, it's not just Jiang Ting, but anyone else It's hard to parry.

They just sat face to face on the sofa in the living room, their knees almost touching each other.Jiang Ting lowered his eyes to avoid Yan Yan's scorching gaze, but he saw that he was still holding a bowl full of dumplings in his hands—it was clearly a summer night in the southwest region, but in an instant he gave birth to something like a night in the north, the couple sitting opposite each other. The illusion of talking on the kang.

"..." Jiang Ting shook his head vigorously to get rid of this absurd feeling, and asked, "Do you really think you are serious?"

Yan Yan said, "I'm really not joking."

"Then you can accept this?" Jiang Ting said coldly.

He put down the bowl and picked up the computer from the coffee table.This notebook Yan Mo is specially used to connect to the TV to watch videos, the password is his house number, Jiang Ting logs in and opens the video website, Yan Mo sees that he seems to have searched for something, then clicks play, and puts the computer screen in front of him change.

"Get to know it first," Jiang Ting said lightly, "This may change your mind."

Yan Xie looked down, and then froze. The full-screen playback showed two naked men, and then there were unscrupulous groans.

——It was a pretty explicit porn.