Breaking Through the Clouds

Jiang Ting stood there without saying a word, not knowing how much time had passed, but the short moment seemed as long as a lifetime.

"You'd better put it away first, Yan Yan." He finally said softly, his eyebrows lowered without showing the slightest emotion: "The things your parents leave you are very precious, don't give them to others lightly."

Jiang Ting put the empty teacup on the coffee table, turned around and wanted to leave, and then Yan Yan suddenly got up and twisted his hand: "Why?"

"We've already agreed..."

"No, that's what you think unilaterally. I never thought that the relationship between us is just a physical relationship."

"Promises related to lifelong events are not something you can decide so easily, you don't even think about it..."

"If I didn't think clearly, I don't know how many small models and actors have been recruited casually in the past few years. Why am I chasing after you, am I being cheap?!"

Jiang Ting frowned, but said nothing.

"..." Yan Yan said bluntly, "I didn't mean that."

The atmosphere was tense and tense, Jiang Ting looked at Yan Mao for a moment, and suddenly asked, "Did you encounter any danger?"

Jiang Ting's sharpness in logical thinking was simply overwhelming. Yan Yan's back muscles stiffened for a moment, and then he denied it flatly: "No."

But Jiang Ting's furrowed brows did not relax: "Listen Yan Yan, this is not a joke. The reason Bureau Lu called you to the Municipal Bureau today is because..."

"Did you refuse to agree because you were afraid of dragging me into the water? Then have you ever thought that we are actually a spouse now, whether you are willing to take this form or not, it is actually nothing in the eyes of outsiders different?!"

Yan Xie's suppressed roar was shocking, echoed repeatedly in the living room, and even the air that had frozen into ice cubes trembled for a long time.

After a long while, Jiang Ting exhaled softly and shook his head: "No, it's really different...I can't explain it to you."

If you listen carefully, he speaks every word very reluctantly. It seems that the hidden meaning in the words makes him feel a little embarrassed deep in his heart, but his anger makes Yan Yan ignore this point: "What's different? I advise you better not You think you are Jiang Ting, some things will be different once they happen, do you think it is useful to deny? After being a policeman for so many years, you don’t know what it means to let others not know, unless you do nothing?!”

Jiang Ting's self-restraint lies in that no matter how difficult the situation is, he can control his emotions very well on the surface, until Yan Mao vented his fury like wildfire, and then quietly said: "It's my fault."

"Jiang stops you!"

Jiang Ting's expression was numb, his lips moved, and he seemed to want to say something, but he couldn't say a word as if his strength was drained, and he smiled bitterly after a long time:

"It was my fault."

He walked around Yan Mao who was standing upright, and his steps were controlled smoothly, and he walked into the guest bedroom step by step and closed the door with his backhand.

That was the first time they had slept in separate rooms in three weeks, probably because it had become a habit to touch Jiang Ting's hand when waking up in the middle of the night to make sure he was still there, Yan Yan didn't fall asleep until early morning.In a trance, he had a lot of bizarre dreams, most of which had no specific images or colors, but a certain negative emotion that was usually suppressed deep in his heart was infinitely magnified, and even gave birth to violent tentacles. If you sleep, you will immediately wake up drenched in sweat.

At five o'clock in the morning, Yan Xi almost pulled himself out of the dark nightmare with willpower, sat up suddenly, panted for a moment, and got out of bed.

In the mirror, his handsome and firm face was reflected, his hair was messed up anxiously, and stubble had already appeared on his chin.Yan Yan looked at herself critically and unsatisfactorily, took a deep breath, counted silently for ten seconds before exhaling completely, and finally felt that burning anxiety was suppressed back to the bottom of her heart.

"Jiang stop?"

Yan Xie knocked on the door, but there was no response from the guest bedroom. He suppressed his temper and said in a low voice, "Jiang Ting? Open the door, let's have a good chat."

Deputy Yan's mature, sophisticated and easy-going temper was not developed in childhood. Before he entered the police academy, he was a master who would fall ill after three days of fighting without seeing blood.Thanks to the close cooperation between the people's democratic dictatorship and various criminals for more than ten years after graduating from the police academy, he was severely cracked down and suppressed in all directions. Personally, no one except himself can remember how fierce and rude he was back then.

"Jiang Ting?" Yan Yan finally felt something was wrong: "Are you in there?"

With a click, Yan Yan pushed the door open and entered, her temples thumped instantly, and she saw that the bedding on the guest bed was neat and empty, and Jiang Ting had already left at some point last night.

boom!

The door of the master bedroom bounced back after being hit against the wall, and in an instant Yan Xie had strode in, unplugged the charging mobile phone on the bedside table, and dialed a number directly.

The bell was picked up on the third ring, and Jiang Ting's signature calm voice came from the opposite side: "Hello."

"Where are you?!" Yan Xie slapped his head and covered his face.

"..." There was a ticking sound of turning on the turn signal while driving, and Shaoqingjiang stopped and said, "Yang Mei is beside me."

As soon as the words fell to the ground, Yan Xie didn't even say a word, just turned around, changed his clothes, put on his shoes, grabbed the car keys, and was about to go out to chase after him.

"Don't come here, I won't see you when you come." Jiang Ting sounded a warning as if he had clairvoyance: "Calm down, Yan Xie, we are all adults, and we should think carefully for a few days before making important decisions. You and I both need to give each other some space to think about what happened during this period, otherwise we act hastily on the spur of the moment, and if we regret it, there will be no room for change.”

Yan Xie held the handle of the door: "How many days do you need?"

"what?"

"How many days will it take you to promise me?!"

"..." On the other side of the phone, only the noise of the vehicle driving can be heard. After more than ten seconds, just when Yan Yan was about to be unable to restrain the evil fire, Jiang Ting suddenly said calmly and gently: "Maybe we need to consider a Week."

There was no trace of sarcasm or helplessness in his tone, as if he had thought very carefully.

Yan Yan quickly let go of the crushed hand on the doorknob, and after a while, he let out a cold snort from his nasal cavity: "Okay. I'll wait for you for a week."

Then he hung up the phone.

·

The car was speeding on the road in the early morning, Yang Mei secretly looked sideways with her eyes squinted.Seeing Jiang Ting expressionless, holding the steering wheel with one hand, and throwing the phone that ended the call into the glove box with the other, she seemed to see his little finger trembling slightly at that moment.

——But it’s impossible, is it because I read it wrong?

This thought just came to Yang Mei's mind, when suddenly Jiang Ting gritted his back molars as if he couldn't hold back anymore, and slammed on the brakes!

Squeak—the rubber tire rubbed violently against the asphalt, tearing the eardrum sharply. Yang Mei was caught off guard and leaned forward, and was immediately slapped on the co-pilot by inertia. She lost her voice and said, "Brother Jiang!"

Jiang Ting looked ahead, his shoulders and lumbar spine under his shirt were tense like a rock, and it took him a while to utter a few words from his bloodless lips: "I'm sorry."

It was too early at this time, and there were not many cars on the inter-provincial highway. Yang Mei looked back and forth, and asked frightenedly, "Brother Jiang...you didn't sleep all night last night, do you want me to drive..."

Jiang Ting wiped his face vigorously with his hands, and said, "Go ahead." Then he opened the door and got out of the car.

After a while, the vehicle pierced through the mist in the morning. Yang Mei, who had put on flat shoes, couldn't help but keep looking at the co-pilot while driving: "Why don't you take a rest, Brother Jiang, look at your face, last night Didn't you sleep all night?"

When she said this, her tone was a bit sour. Jiang Ting leaned his upper body deeply in the passenger seat, his face was indeed pale and haggard, and he shook his head unexpectedly: "I'm just in a bad mood."

For an introverted person like Jiang Ting, outsiders may not be able to hear him confess that he is in a bad mood for the rest of his life.Yang Mei couldn't even grit her teeth to restrain the sour taste on the back of her tongue: "Is it because of that Yan?"

Jiang Ting did not answer this question directly, but instead asked, "What kind of person am I in your eyes?"

Yang Mei didn't expect him to have such a question suddenly, so she was stunned, almost missed a turn, and hurriedly turned on the lights and changed lanes: "Brother Jiang, you are right...in my eyes, of course you know everything, He is omnipotent, that surnamed Yan is fierce all day long and has a bad stomach, his eyes are hanging up like evil spirits, how can he compare with you?"

Jiang stopped for a moment.

"Really," Yang Mei feared that he would not believe her, and said in a very serious tone: "Do you still remember the first time you saw me? Maybe you don't remember it, but I have always remembered it in my heart, and I have never forgotten it over the years. Yes. That was the eighth day when I was arrested and locked up in the sub-bureau. Everyone testified that I hit the head of that surname Zhao with a wine bottle. Crying and telling all the policemen that I really don't know anything, but they just put on an official face and tell me to confess and be lenient, and tell me to be honest and not fight with rich people, or give me some Look at the color... It wasn't until I couldn't bear it anymore that I suddenly heard rumors that a team leader came back from a business trip and went directly to the scene of my crime. I couldn't believe it at the time, I just thought it was their intention A new trick that came out—how could someone at the leadership level of the brigade run to the scene just for me?"

Jiang Ting was impatient to hear her keep mentioning this: "When I was in the brigade, I went to two hundred scenes a year, what are you..."

"To you, it may be the most inconspicuous and insignificant one-two-hundredth, but to me, it is something that I will never forget in 20 years. For example, I still remember you carrying that evidence bag with a piece of evidence in it." The fragments of wine bottles, not much bigger than mung beans, said to those surnamed Zhao: "As long as things in this world happen, they will inevitably leave traces and clues; no matter how much money you spend, it is impossible for you to turn lies into truth." proof, because I am the proof'."

Jiang Ting remembered something, and his expression was slightly dazed.

"That was the first time I saw you, and it may have been influenced by your overwhelming confidence in the face of any difficulties and difficulties." Yang Mei turned her head to look back at him, and smiled emotionally: "I still remember the tone and demeanor when you said this to this day, maybe that's when I started to like you."

The trees on both sides of the road swept back quickly, Jiang Ting closed his eyes, and suddenly asked after a while:

"Then do you know what it was like when I first met that fierce Yan Yan who looked like a god?"

A little confusion appeared on Yang Mei's face.

"Five years ago, Gongzhou and Jianning jointly organized a major anti-narcotics case. I was in command. The preliminary investigation and preparation work lasted for two months. On the day of the official arrest operation, I sat in the command car and connected Watching the three communication radio stations, they were racing against time to monitor the real-time situation, and suddenly heard an urgent report from the scene of the operation, saying that a target drug dealer got wind of it, and is now carrying a weapon, and quickly went to the trading place to prepare a report."

"The police managed to find out the place of the transaction. If the drug dealer gang got the news, the whole arrest would fall short. At this time, there was no other way. I was about to risk failure and force the order to open fire in advance, but suddenly heard People said that there was a criminal police officer from the Jianning City Bureau who acted without authorization and followed the drug dealer who reported the message and rushed out of the ambush point, and now he has lost contact."

"I broke out in a cold sweat at the time, and I couldn't figure out what this little criminal policeman was trying to do. Should I send someone to stop him immediately? But in this way, the police will definitely be exposed. But if he doesn't do anything, in case he dies What should we do? How could he, a single-handed person who couldn't shoot to prevent exposure, beat a desperado with homemade grenades strapped all over his body?"

Yang Mei couldn't help temporarily forgetting her dislike for Yan Yan, and said without thinking, "Based on what I know about Brother Jiang, you should send someone to stop him immediately."

"If it were now, I would." Jiang Ting said calmly, "But five years ago, I was relatively young. I said to myself, first give him a minute to make a glorious contribution... or a chance to make a glorious sacrifice."

Yang Mei raised her eyebrows in surprise.

"That was probably the 60 seconds of the most intense and tormenting psychological struggle in my life. At second No. 60, a report from a sniper on the scene suddenly came from the channel, and the little policeman who rushed out after the drug dealer came back, full of His face was covered in blood, and he frantically gestured towards the observation point as he ran wildly. He used an empty wine bottle he picked up on the side of the road to beat the drug dealer into a dented occipital bone, and died of a brain hemorrhage on the spot."

Jiang Ting has no talent for storytelling, and his tone of storytelling is always so steady that it can be called dull.But from those few words, Yang Mei's eyes appeared in front of Yang Mei's eyes, the fierce, fierce, brave Yan Xie who did things without any regard for consequences.

"Because the drug dealers failed to inform the police, the siege went according to plan and won a clean and beautiful victory. After the operation, I went outside the command vehicle to talk to my superiors. I suddenly felt something and turned around. The two The police helped a staggering young criminal policeman out of the scene, the surroundings were in a mess, and there was someone holding a law enforcement recorder in front of him; the young criminal policeman was covered in mud and blood, and he couldn't tell whether it belonged to the drug dealer or himself. Thick evil spirit and rebelliousness emerged from every pore on the whole body, sharp and insolent, making it impossible to look directly at it. But when he passed the command vehicle, he deliberately glanced in. "

"I hung up the phone and asked the people next to me who he was, and they told me his name was Yan Yan."

The sky gradually brightened, and the endless wilderness turned into a gray plain with the wind.

"I didn't know why I thought about it many times afterwards. What did the policeman named Yan Yan look in the command car that day? Did he want to find me? Did he want to show off recklessly as a young man, or was he eagerly expecting verbal praise from his superiors?"

Jiang Ting smiled lazily and self-deprecatingly: "I'm not good at praising others. If I hadn't left the command vehicle that day, I might have given him nothing but silence. But I don't know why, the first time I saw Yan Yan The scene of him is so clearly imprinted in my mind, including the blood flowing from his forehead, the provocative expression, and even the aggressive eyes that are eager to try all the time. Maybe you How does it feel to see me, how does it feel when I first meet Yan Yan."

"...Brother Jiang..." Yang Mei's nose felt a little sore.

"So you asked me if I was in a bad mood because of Yan Mao." Jiang Ting looked away, his sad smile was dimly reflected in the car window, "No, it's because of myself."

The white Lexus drove across the expressway at high speed, and in the depths of smog ahead, "Gongzhou 24KM" hung high in the air, outlining a blurry green shadow.