Breaking Through the Clouds

Yan Yan gently brushed Jiang Ting's hair with his fingertips, Jiang Ting's eyelashes trembled, and then he woke up in a daze.

"... You're back, have you eaten yet?"

Jiang Ting struggled to get up, but was pushed down by Yan Yan: "Sleep in your bed."

He got up to heat up the soup, the microwave dinged, and the warm and rich smell of broth wafted out.

Yan Xie didn't just eat rice, but only soup and meat.The stewed wild partridge meat was rotten, tender, and extremely sweet, and the soup with fish maw was thick and mellow, and the oil slick was skimmed to nothing.Although it is not a winter night outside and the weather is not cold, this big bowl of hot soup with meat and herbs is enough to soothe the stomach, heart and liver.

"Why are you back so late?" Jiang Ting lay on the sofa, covering his eyes with his arms, and his voice was still full of sleepiness.

With a small bone in his mouth, Yan Yan explained the details of the case, and said: "A assisted investigation notice has been sent to all levels of traffic security. There may be a report at any time. I have to go back to the city bureau at dawn."

The lights next to the sofa have been turned on to the dimmest, but it is still a bit disturbing.Jiang Ting reached out and fumbled a few times out of thin air, and took out the pillows deep in the sofa—Ms. Zeng Cui bought countless pillows for the distribution bag, and Yan Yan piled up at least ten pillows on the sofa—and covered his face .

Yan Yan let out a snort.

But before he had time to jokingly say a few words, he just heard Jiang Ting say, "In other words, the group of people who killed Li Yuxin in Jiangyang County were probably ordered by Wang Xingye?"

Yan Yan's original words were firmly blocked back: "Yes, the possibility is very high. The kidnappers Li Yuxin met at the execution site were all black and masked, and it was difficult to identify their appearance, but she may have seen Wang Xingye through her drug-addicted biological mother. If she comes to Jianning and sees Buwei's 'uncle', she will definitely notice something unusual, so Wang Xingye must silence her. In addition, how does Wang Xingye know that we have found Li Yuxin's article? What are the clues, and what method was used to buy the murderer? These doubts can’t be explained for the time being, and I have asked people to conduct a comprehensive investigation on Wang Xingye’s capital flow and social relations.”

Jiang Ting sat under the pillow for a while, then murmured, "...but there's no reason."

"No reason for what?"

"Why does he want to kill me?"

Yan Mao's chopsticks paused.

——Yes, Fan Si.

But then he picked up a loquat flower in the soup as if nothing had happened: "Didn't you say that Fan Si and the gang of killers in Jiangyang County were probably not appointed by the same employer?"

"I'll just say that casually, and you can listen to it casually."

"So you admit that you didn't tell the truth at the time?"

Jiang Ting opened a gap in the pillow, and stared at Yan Yan from the gap: "If you have such a good memory, why don't you memorize more cases when you have nothing to do?"

Yan Yan said: "Hey - you can talk back! Sure enough, you will have confidence after entering the room. Why were you so docile and obedient when we met at Yang Mei's KTV?"

Jiang Ting also laughed: "Don't be talkative, speak well."

Yan Yan drank the last sip of soup, got up to wash the dishes, washed his hands and brushed his teeth, and said in the sound of splashing water: "When Buwei didn't confess before, my little bit of superstitious feeling couldn't be used as evidence to investigate Wang Xingye, so There are too few clues so far, so we can't make a reliable judgment for the time being. Only when the economic investigation team cooperates with the technical team tomorrow to find out Wang Xingye's old background, can we find out who he is in the drug trafficking group of K of Spades. How much does such a character have to do with Fan Si?"

"Anyway, you should continue to stay here in a well-behaved and sensible way. It's best not to go out for a stroll alone, and you must drive my car when you are strolling." Yan Yan walked back to the living room shaking his hands, and said, "Whether you want to buy someone to kill you or not?" It's not Wang Xingye, a character of that level would not dare to provoke me on the border of Jianning, so there should be an extra layer of security."

Jiang Ting let out a "huh" and sat up top-heavy.

He wanted to go back to the bedroom to sleep, but before he could stand up, Yan Yan suddenly bent down and lifted him up, "Hey!"

Like carrying a sack, Yan Yan carried him from the living room through the corridor, all the way back to the master bedroom, and then threw him on the big bed with a bang, and immediately fell on top of him.

The lights in the bedroom were not turned on, and only a faint reflection came from the living room. Before Jiang Ting could wake up from the dizziness of the fall, he was immediately crushed by Yan Yan, like a wild animal with a warm and heavy head. Like a leopard, even the breath was sprayed into the neckline of the bathrobe.

"You spent most of the night..."

"Shh."

Yan Yan's fingers slowly slid from Jiang Ting's forehead down the corners of his eyes, nose, cheeks and neck.It was as if he was depicting a beloved work of art, using the sense of touch to perceive it, and worshiping it with temperature. The tip of his index finger and middle finger, which carried the breath of wind, knife, frost and sword for many years, carefully circled the corner of his mouth, but never really touched it.

The bedroom was unusually quiet, like a turbulent undercurrent at the bottom of the water, but on the surface there were only entangled breaths, faintly revealing a little clue.

Yan Yan lowered his head and got closer, asking, "Can I kiss you?"

Jiang Ting remained silent.

Yan Xie, however, seemed to be guilty of some kind of gentlemanly demeanor, and he had to obtain the consent of the other party: "May I kiss you?"

"..."

"Ask you something, hello?"

"..."

In the dimness, the eyes at close range were twinkling with each other, Jiang Ting looked away, and finally uttered two words: "No."

Yan Yan immediately said, "Then I'm leaving."

That's what he said, but he didn't leave, and he didn't even look away, as if he was waiting for something.

The body temperature of the two is warming each other, and through the thin fabric, it seems that even the touch of the skin can be clearly discerned.Jiang Ting moved uncomfortably, the amount was so small that it could be ignored, but he was immediately caught by Yan Mo: "I'm really leaving."

Then he still doesn't move.

"..." Jiang Ting finally gave up, "Kiss..."

Before the words finished, Yan Xie bowed his head and kissed her, it was as sweet as if what he just drank was not soup, but a bowl of honey.

The dark night covered everything, as if everything was allowed.The abyss turns into a seductive song, tempting passers-by to abandon the cold and towering reality, and jump down towards the sweet and soft dream, indulging and sinking upside down.

Yan Yan said in a low and hoarse voice, "Can I show you my strong kidney function?"

"No."

Yan Yan moved his hand, but was caught by Jiang Ting, and he said sullenly, "No way!"

Yan Yan's body tensed up for a moment, as if he was struggling with reason like walking a tightrope, and finally he relaxed after a long while: "Oh, if you say it can't be done, then you can't do it."

——He was so forthright that Jiang Ting was taken aback for a moment.

"You can do whatever you want," Yan Xie leaned his head against Jiang Ting's ear, and smiled slyly: "I like you so much, of course I hope you are happy."

i like you so much.

It was as if a cannonball exploded silently in the void, the blood was pressed into the limbs and bones by the beating heart, and even the eardrums rang for a long time after the deafening sound.

Jiang stopped talking, and Yan Xie didn't ask for any response.They were so close to each other, and the unspeakable intimacy and affection rose slowly, circling and reverberating in the bedroom with the dark river.

"What are you laughing at?" Suddenly Jiang Ting asked softly.

"Laugh at myself."

"What are you laughing at yourself for?"

Yan Xie reached out to grope Jiang Ting's hair, then pinched his earlobe between his fingers and played for a while before saying, "I told that girl Han Xiaomei today that you have the confidence to have money and a career, and you are the one who chooses a partner." It's not people who pick you. But now I suddenly feel that even if you have money and a career, if you meet someone you like, you still have to obediently wait to be picked."

He paused, and added: "But I'm still very happy to be picked."

Yan Yan got up with a smile and walked into the bathroom. After a while, there was the sound of the shower.

Losing his body temperature, half of the sheets gradually cooled down, but Jiang Ting didn't move.He knew that he should get up and go back to the bedroom next door, but for some reason, he just had no motivation. Every pore in his body exuded a lazy breath, and he only opened his eyes to look at the nothingness above, and his mind went blank.

This is actually very rare for him.There are always many things in his mind at any time, intricate logic and various subtle relationships, just like a huge invisible Go.

But now Yan Yan forcibly cleared the chessboard.

He is handsome and unreasonable, handsome and malicious. When he smiles, there seems to be countless evil and bad thoughts in the corners of his mouth, but he is solid and reliable in his actions, and he will never make any mistakes.

Jiang Ting closed his eyes, and countless identical figures emerged from his drowsiness—sitting under the night light in the early morning, drinking soup, drinking soup, coming from outside the carriage at the bottom of the river without hesitation, Daqie speeding from the viaduct with flashing police lights Until... or even a long time ago, the young Yan Xie who had just withdrawn from the scene of the operation was helped out of the command vehicle by several people. His face was covered in blood without a trace of embarrassment, and his courage was like a sharp sword with murderous intent.

The sound of water stopped, the mattress sank slightly, and Jiang Ting opened his eyes.

Yan Xie climbed onto the bed from the side above his head, looking down at him in the air, the water droplets on his beautiful shoulder muscles have not been completely wiped off.

"Don't go," Yan Yan said in a low voice, "let me sleep with my arms around you."

"..."

"If you don't object in three seconds, it will be considered as your agreement."

Before Jiang Ting planned to say anything, Yan Xie lowered his head and kissed him a long, mint toothpaste-flavored kiss.

When his lips and tongue were parted, he raised his head slightly, his eyes sparkling with starlight.The two looked at each other for a long time, Yan Yan smiled hoarsely and said, "You agreed."

He got out of bed neatly, turned off the light, and closed the bedroom door.Thick pale gold curtains shade the city lights, carefully guarding an intimate and private space in this gentle night.

Yan Xie returned to the bed, lay side by side beside Jiang Ting, shook off the air-conditioning blanket to cover both of their legs, put one hand around Jiang Ting's waist from behind, just touched the pillow and suddenly remembered something, raised his head and kissed Kissing the sideburns of the person next to the pillow:

"Good night."

On a midsummer night, the stars are bright.The car lights on the road in the distance pass through the gaps in the curtains, casting fleeting shadows on the ceiling, just like water fish wagging their tails from a long river and flashing past again.Jiang Ting lay motionless on the big bed, with the smell of sunshine from the pillowcase in his nostrils, Yan Yan's breathing in his ears gradually became calm and long, as if he had fallen into a deep and peaceful sleep.

He opened his eyes and looked at the jumping air molecules in the darkness, and finally replied softly: "Good night."