Is slag Gong whitewashed today?

The layout in the single ward is comfortable, but the space is small, and people outside can be seen vaguely through the glass.

Jiang Kai grabbed Qi Rang's hand that he was about to withdraw, raised his head slightly and kissed his chin with a low voice,

"Don't worry, don't go out."

Qi Rang glanced at the locked door, and was about to say something when he heard Deputy Director Jiang's questioning voice from outside.

"Squad Qi?"

Jiang Kai's body froze, and he didn't respond for an instant.

Seeing his irritable face, Qi Rang wanted to laugh but couldn't laugh out loud, buried his head on his neck, trembled twice, and after a while, he bit his earlobe, and viciously held the person in his arms, hoarse voice,

"Honey, do you want to continue?"

The floor outside was in a mess, glass shards mixed with blood, it looked like a crime scene.

Deputy Director Jiang looked at the closed door of the bathroom, and after hesitating, he knocked carefully twice.

"Is there anyone in there?"

There was a muffled hum, which was covered by the sound of water again.

After Jiang Kai glared at Qi Rang, he pushed him away expressionlessly and leaned against the wall behind the shower curtain.

Qi Rang rushed his hands slowly, then picked up a shard of glass that hadn't been washed away in the pool, scratched it near the wrist, saw the blood bead seeping where the original blood stain was, and then pushed the door and walked out.

He acted without thinking, but Jiang Kai frowned.

Deputy Director Jiang glanced along the gap when Qi Rang opened the door, found nothing unusual, then stopped on his wrist,

"What's going on here?"

Qi Rang didn't bother to answer, pointed to his throat, and waved his hand again.

His alienated attitude was too obvious, Deputy Director Jiang casually pulled a chair over, sat down and smiled with frustration,

"I know what you think of me."

Qi Rang sat on the edge of the hospital bed, with his arms folded in front of his chest, in a listening posture.

He didn't have any thoughts in his mind, but he just cared about Jiang Kai.

"The drug dealer who kidnapped Xiaokai's mother went there to get revenge on me."

Deputy Director Jiang's eyes fell on Qi Rang's face, his voice was full of vicissitudes,

"Because of this dress, I lost my lover and alienated my children. If I had been a few years ago, I might still have a passion and feel that it is not a pity to sacrifice for the faith, but Qi Zhi, I am already old."

"I didn't do anything else wrong, I just wanted Kai to come out."

Qi Rang's throat was burning because of talking too much, he pressed it a bit before he opened his mouth and asked:

"When did you find out who 'Spades' really is?"

Deputy Director Jiang paused,

"This fall."

Qi Rang temporarily chose to believe him, and then asked the questions in his heart from that day to the present,

"Why now?"

It is understandable that a father does not want his son to be an undercover agent, but since he has already done so, why should he end the mission when he is about to succeed?

Deputy Director Jiang's eyes drifted away, and after a moment of silence, his voice was filled with helpless pain,

"His mental state has reached the brink of collapse. If it doesn't end, I'm afraid he will never be able to live like a normal person."

Jiang Kai stood up straight in the bathroom, reflexively took two steps forward to stop the man, but at the same time abandoned himself and wanted to wait and see Qi Rang's choice.

The ink in his eyes surged, and after closing his eyes, he still stood still, like a prisoner waiting for judgment.

But what Qi Rang recalled in his mind at this time was the ending of Jiang Kai's last life.

He opened his mouth to continue asking, but he coughed violently uncontrollably.

A fishy and sweet taste spread in his mouth. After Qi Rang swallowed it, he waved his hand to Deputy Director Jiang who was looking at him worriedly, motioning him to continue talking.

Deputy Director Jiang hesitated for a while,

"Shortly after the policeman died, I received a call from Xiaokai once."

He didn't say who the policeman was, but both of them knew it well.

"He never took the initiative to call me, so I remember it very clearly. It was also winter at that time. At three o'clock in the morning, I only heard him struggling to report the name of the place, and I hurried over there."

"In an abandoned tent by a fisherman by the sea, he was huddled in a corner wearing only a sweater, not even a pair of trousers. out of the pinhole..."

The air seemed to condense into substance, Qi Rang's hand was clenched suddenly, and he suddenly didn't want to listen to the next words in his heart.

Deputy Director Jiang continued to say word by word:

"It was only later that I found out that although Boss Luo believed him, the others were still unconvinced. Those two needle holes were caused by someone blocking him on Baima Street and injecting him with hallucinogens to make him..."

It seemed that what he wanted to say was difficult to accept, he closed his eyes before saying:

"Let him pick up customers in the alley, and when he was pressed to take off his pants, he struggled and ran out while the customers were not paying attention."

"Since then, he has become like a human being. He doesn't kill people himself, but likes to torture people. He doesn't sell drugs, but he injects people with drugs. As long as he can climb up and is not related to the death penalty, he has tried everything. all over."

Deputy Director Jiang paused for a moment, then slowed down, stared at Qi Rang and said:

"It's been six years. He has lived this kind of life for six years. Just like a killer or a soldier after a war can't adapt to the life of a normal person, he has already distorted his mentality."

"In October, he didn't know what kind of stimulation he had received. The doctor said that he was already on the verge of collapse, and the extreme self-loathing would probably lead to self-harm or even suicide."

In the ward, there was only the buzzing and vibrating sound of the instruments, and Qi Rang knew clearly about the stimulus in his heart.

——That was the shot that the original master fired.

Qi Rang wanted to say that Jiang Kai's condition is normal now and will gradually improve, when Deputy Director Jiang got up and patted him on the shoulder,

"If you think these are just what he should have suffered as an undercover agent, Qi Rang, from a personal standpoint, as a father, I want to tell you that he shouldn't have suffered these things."

"Haven't you ever wondered why he, an ordinary criminal policeman, became an undercover agent instead of going to a more experienced anti-narcotics policeman?"

Deputy Director Jiang had already left the room, but the last sentence was like a whip on his heart,

"That was the first time he begged me to change the undercover candidate from you to him."

Jiang Kai just stood in the bathroom and listened to the whole process without moving.

He can prevent Qi Rang from knowing these dark things, and he can also prevent Qi Rang from knowing what he has done for him.

But he didn't.

He had never admitted his identity as an undercover agent before, he just wanted to leave a way out for his choice of leaving or dying, so that at least Qi Rang would not feel guilty or too sad.

But now he personally cut off the road.

The wound on the palm of his hand was scratched by glass shards, bleeding again, dripping on the ground, and his heart felt disgusted by this kind of dirt, as if facing himself.

Qi Rang walked to the door of the bathroom, turned the handle but found that it was locked from the inside.

The atmosphere that was still beautiful an hour ago was suddenly filled with embarrassment because of guilt.

There is too much separation between them, not only because of their identities, but also because of the exhaustion of being overwhelmed by each other.

Qi Rang reached out to knock on the door, but stopped halfway through.

He turned around and took a sip of water to swallow the fishy sweetness in his mouth, mixed the liquid medicine given by the doctor, turned on the metered dose inhaler, and took a few deep breaths on his throat.

After trying to make a sound, I called out.

"Jiang Kai."

The two words seemed to be calling the name of the person inside, but also seemed to carry some other meaning.

After a long silence, there was a muffled response,

"Ah."

"What was the question you were going to ask me that day?"

The tone of this sentence is flat, with a sense of alienation that hasn't been seen in a long time.

Jiang Kai sensed something sensitively, stood up in a jerk, pushed the door open and walked out.

Qi Rang stood on the edge of the bed, his expression was complicated and he couldn't distinguish clearly, as if he was separated from this world and could be separated at any time.

Jiang Kai opened his mouth, walked over in a panic and said involuntarily,

"do not go."

The lingering love and guilt weave into a delicate net, trapping the god who should be free for a long time.

The system space that no one could see suddenly began to collapse like an earthquake. The system looked at Qi Rang with bated breath, waiting for his choice, and then slowly breathed a sigh of relief when the space stabilized again.

Qi Rang looked at Jiang Kai and suddenly smiled,

"You're literally eating me up bit by bit."

The author has something to say: The last sentence is from "Bankrupt Sisters"

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