Breaking Through the Clouds: 40.Chapter 40

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The abandoned road in reality is lonely all around, and the wind rushes across the wilderness from a distance, whistling as far away as a whistle.

The gunfire did not sound.

“…Jiang Ting.” Yan Xiu’s final tone is not very stable, but he tried his best to make his voice sound calm and solid: “It doesn’t matter, whatever happened will pass. Put the gun down first.”

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

At this angle, the muzzle is leaning toward him.

“It is true that some things will always pass,” Ajie said lightly, raising his hand to wipe the blood from his cheek, and smiling: “But I think this’something’ refers to the present, not the past.”

He has completely lost his arrogance, even a little leisurely. Yan Xi glanced over, and sensitively noticed that at the end of the road in the distance, two car lights were turning over the hillside and approaching at full speed along the highway. Soon there was the peculiar roar of motorcycles!

“Han Xiaomei!” Yan Xiu shouted silently: “Be careful!”

In the distance, Han Xiaomei turned her head, jumped up and hid on the side, and the motorcyclist brushed her quickly!

Yan Xi stepped forward, jumped up and stepped on the guardrail, landed and rolled up, came to Jiang Yan’s side with lightning speed, and grabbed M92; here it is faster than blinking an eye. In Kung Fu, two drivers galloped up.

As soon as he passed by, Ajie grabbed the back seat of a motorcycle and flew up like lightning. The other driver flicked his tail and leaned over at a distance of more than ten meters, and picked up the metal sniper|gun box on the ground with one hand, speeding back without turning his head!

“Goodbye, the last name is Yan.” Ajie turned around and said coldly, “The next time I meet is your death date.”

Yan Xi raised his hand and pulled the trigger, but the motorcycle suddenly started, brushing against the bullet with a deafening roar, like a golden meteor, rushing towards the wilderness at the end of the abandoned highway.

Boom! boom! boom!

The last three bullets chased the tail smoke and hit the air, and the car lights disappeared into the dark night in the blink of an eye. Yan Xiu cursed “Fuck!” and was about to chase him. Suddenly, he could only see the distance. On the hillside where he could not see his fingers, the taillights of the car lit up like countless scarlet demon eyes—there were countless people ambushing there !

Bang! There was an excitement of gold and stone, and Yan Xi split his hand and smashed his empty gun on the stone.

Sharp police car whistle blowing in the wind, and finally flashing red and blue police lights appeared on the remote viaduct.

“Are you okay?” Yan Xiu wiped the blood and turned to ask: “First get in my car and go temporarily… Jiang stopped!”

Jiang Ting pressed his eyebrows tightly, and most of his face was hidden behind his palms. Although he tried his best to control, he couldn’t calm the shudder of his shoulders. Yan Xiu stepped forward and grabbed his arm and forcibly pulled it away, only to see that his complexion was blue and white. In such a dark situation, he could see that his always thin and tight lips could not help trembling.

“Don’t scare me, Jiang Ting?” Yan Xi helped him and whispered: “Wake up!”

“I’m sorry.” Jiang Ting wanted to cover his face with his palm, but couldn’t get rid of his wrist from Yan Xiu’s restraint, so he could only turn his face nervously to the other side: “…I just wanted to…”

“It’s okay, it’s okay.” Yan Xi’s eyes signaled Han Xiaomei to stay in the car not to approach, and at the same time he carefully held Jiang in his arms: “It will always pass, I am here, ah? Obedient?”

“I just wanted to help you.” Jiang Ting said hoarsely, “But I can’t…I—”

He paused, and finally said that sentence:

“I can’t pull the trigger anymore.”

Yan Xi was stunned, before he had time to understand what it meant, suddenly Han Xiaomei poked her head out of the Cherokee car with the walkie-talkie, and said anxiously: “Vice Yan! A communication came from the scene saying that a gathering point for criminals was found. , Is the roof of a residential building waiting to be demolished. Suspicious remnants were found at the sniper site!”

“Legacy?”

“A short-sleeved white shirt for a seven or eight-year-old child, with old blood stains left!”

Yan Xi only felt a move in his arms, Jiang Ting pushed him away, and gasped: “…what?”

There is a mess in the depths of my mind, it seems to be filled with countless thoughts, and it is all blank. Jiang Ting staggered forward a few steps, and reached out again to pinch the center of his frowning eyebrows, but even if his nails were deeply cut into the flesh, he didn’t feel any pain.

In the end, that little sage was like a gossamer, trying to maintain it but couldn’t be saved, only to fall rapidly toward the abyss.

He didn’t realize that he was losing his breath quickly, and then he fell soft and lost consciousness.

“——Jiang Stop!”

Yan Xi almost dashed forward, caught Jiang Shit, patted his cheek and said sharply: “Wake up! Jiang Ting!”

Han Xiaomei was stunned. After three steps and two steps forward, Yan Xiu hugged Jiang Ting Heng: “Get in the car and drive back, hurry!”

At this time, the police cars on the viaduct were getting closer, and the red and blue lights almost flashed in front of them. Han Xiaomei pointed out to him helplessly: “But Deputy Yan, everyone is already…”

“Call the People’s Hospital.” Yan Xiu hugged Jiang into the back seat of the car, forced himself to take a deep breath and calm down, and said decisively: “——No, wait. Call the private hospital and get in the car. I will tell you which one it is.”

Ma Xiang drove the police car and whizzed in. After a few tens of meters, Yan Xiu got into the door of the car. Then he turned on the lights and reversed and turned his head.

“Hey Brother Yan!” Ma Xiang lowered the window: “Let’s hurry up…Hello?!”

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

“…” A row of police cars stopped one by one, everyone was dumbfounded in the dust. After a long while, Ma Xiang leaned out of the car window, and said in grief at the rear light of Daqie that was getting further and further away: “Are you in such a hurry to see your wife giving birth? You have no wife! Hello!”

·

The Cherokee, with the warning lights flashing, galloped at full speed on the open highway, running through several red lights, leaving a black afterimage in the security surveillance.

Yan Xi’s hazy eye pupils were reflected in the rearview mirror. He looked towards the back seat——Jiang Ting shook slightly with the bumps of the driving, as if he was constantly relived some unbearable memories in a coma, his eyes closed tightly. A trace of pain clearly surfaced on his face.

I can’t pull the trigger, he said.

What do you mean? why?

What happened to the death of the undercover “rivet”?

The past will always pass, Jiang Ting, don’t sink into it—Yan Xi meditated over and over again in his heart.

It doesn’t matter if you have ever missed something. If you want to pay the price, at least you won’t face the future alone.

……

Unrest.

Bumpy.

Jiang Ting couldn’t tell where he was, and his whole body was hot but depressed, as if being confined in a small dark space.

Am I dead? he thinks.

The soul seemed to slowly rise in the deep water, and finally saw the light, and could not wait to get up.

Wow——

The little boy poked his head out of the river and laughed happily, and the smarter swam to the shore and climbed up, grabbing the white sweatshirt that Fang Fang was stacking on the rocks and putting it on three or two times.

The sunset of midsummer evening reflected his white side face, as if his skin was soaked with water, and his black hair was wet on his cheeks. His little friend who hadn’t gotten into the water sat on the rocks properly, staring at all this in silence, and after watching it for a long time, he said: “Your clothes are wet, don’t you want to change them?”

“But I only have this one.”

“What should I do if it is dirty?”

“If you get dirty, you will get beaten.”

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 smiled and asked: “Are you still practicing piano today?”

“Do you want to listen?”

“Think!”

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

The golden-red wind swept across the wilderness, enveloping the atmosphere of the distant city and rushed into the distance. The stage was extravagant, as always, the setting sun passed through the high stained glass windows, reflecting the empty and lonely theater and dusty seats; only a little boy in the front row laughed and applauded the fiddler who performed alone——

Hotsummerdays,rock\\\’n\\\’roll

Thewayyouplayformeatyourshow

AndallthewaysIgottoknow

Yourprettyfaceandelectricsoul

……

The melody reverberates for a long time, and the performance never ends; when I was a child, I was indulgent and playful, as if the years and torrents could not wash away the thick pink makeup.

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

Then their shoulders widened, their bodies elongated, and a deep, dumb voice repeated in their ears:

“I promised to always play for you alone.”

Jiang Ting raised his head, but couldn’t see anything. His whole body was full of embers from the explosion, scarred and embarrassed, he was pushed into the room and handcuffed to an armchair; his eyes were covered with cloth, and even though he knew that the man was walking towards him, he could not see the picture anyway. Smiling face close at hand.

WillyoustilllovemewhenI’mnolongeryoungandbeautiful?

He heard the piano sound from his cell.

WillyoustilllovemewhenIgotnothingbutmyachingsoul?

The past of playing and laughing, the summer night before July, the floating dust in the afterglow, the brilliant sea of ​​lights, at this moment, gather into a torrent and burst through the gates, chanting hovering in the void to heaven:

Your glory, your face, that shining light like a diamond

Can you love me as before, till the end of the day?

——When the time is gone, the performance ends, and the white summer fleeting years is a thing of the past; can you still applaud and applaud for me until the world is gone?

·

The iron wheels of the hospital bed turned quickly, the red light in the emergency room flashed, and the panicked figure of the nurse disappeared in the corridor.

“There is congestion in the brain, which may compress the nerves at all times, which is very dangerous…”

“At present, only the lowest level of consciousness can be maintained, and the possibility of entering a continuous vegetative state again is not ruled out…”

Yang Mei covered her mouth and let out a trembling cry, but it was very low and very short, and then she knelt down with a soft knee. Yan Xiu grabbed her arm and held it on, and she couldn’t help but pull it on the bench, and raised her head to ask, “Is there always a way? The best equipment, the best medical treatment, he must be rescued just after he was in a coma! No matter what. The way, congestion in the brain will be discussed later, as long as the consciousness can be stimulated back now!”

“If there are newly developed machines and supporting drugs, it is indeed possible, but the things have not been approved in the country, is it clinically effective…”

“Where is the instrument?”

The doctor hesitated: “The whole set of words should be read in the news in Germany, but—”

“When is the fastest international flight arriving, what time will your machine arrive.” Without turning back, Yan Xi grabbed his phone and rushed out of the emergency room corridor.

The soul broke free from the catheter and ventilator in the dark, slowly emerged from the emergency room, drifting towards the empty abyss in the distance.

DearLord,whenIgettohea|ven

Pleaseletmebringmyman

Whenhecomestellmethatyou’lllethimin

Fathertellmeifyoucan

……

But I have never loved you, Jiang stopped muttering in the louder and louder singing.

The melody became more and more ups and downs, and the gorgeous hem of the golden red curtain was lifted, and the dust of the old days was set off, and it was even loud and deafening, drowning his hoarse cry for help and cry.

But I never–no–

“You have,” he heard the voice say.

The police lights were flashing and the rain was torrential, and there were noisy voices around, and some people yelled in the rain: “I found it! Come on! Notify the Jiang team!”

Under the desk lamp in the office late at night, the pen was swiping on the paper, and there was a joyful bouncing and laughter outside the door, “Let’s go to the Jiang team! See you tomorrow!”

The ground exploded, the glass of the factory building exploded, and the flames and smoke instantly rushed into the sky; he rushed to the fire, and there were countless people around him shouting, “Don’t let him in!” “Team Jiang!” “Pull him away!”…

…See you tomorrow, Jiang Ting thought. Never see you again.

The soul finally let go, jumping from the sky to the abyss, hugging the laughing demon tightly.

During the rapid fall, they were far away from heaven, leaving the world behind, and their vision was full of evil spirits and fiery hell; the gorgeous theater was wiped out, and the violin was still playing on the sky. They rushed to the end of the journey together in that song, as if they were inseparable from the very beginning, falling to the huge gate of purgatory that opened suddenly.

Qiang——!

It’s like a rest falling to the ground, and suddenly everything is still.

Explosion, burning, screaming, call sign… all collapsed like a silent pantomime, the flame faded to gray, swallowing up the ghosts at the bottom of the abyss instantly.

Jiang Ting hung in the air like an embryo again. After an unknown period of time, he finally turned his head.

A sturdy and powerful hand grabbed him, and looked up along his arm, a new-born light flooded the sky, and a handsome face was reflected in the backlight, frowning and watching him closely——

Jiang Ting closed his eyes by the light, and then slowly opened them.

“Wake up!”

“Doctor! The doctor is awake!!”

……

Noisy and hazy footsteps, the sound seems to be separated by a layer of deep water. Jiang Ting closed his eyes, feeling that he was being fiddled with by an unknown number of doctors and nurses. Some people were crying, some were calling, and some were cheering and laughing.

So happy? There was some doubt in his mind.

Finally, the surrounding area gradually calmed down, and the instrument beeps regularly. Jiang Ting’s bushy eyelashes moved a few times, then slowly opened it, and found that there was still a person beside the hospital bed.

The face in the dream is watching him in reality, and the lights in the ward are reflected from behind, coating his solid and reliable figure with a layer of light, and there is a sense of warmth in the trance.

Yan Xi laughed, sitting on the edge of the bed, crossed his index fingers with both hands and compared a number: “Six days.”

Jiang Ting’s spirit is still a little lax, wearing a breathing mask.

“You were in a coma for six days.” Yan Xiu said with a smile, and finally moved his neck and shoulders, and walked around the bed with a whole set of unnamed medical instruments and all infusion medicines printed in German. He raised his chin: “Between the two of us, the vivid interpretation of what is meant by’you and I have no chance, I rely on me to spend money’-I only now know that the words of the ancestors are true and not deceiving. “

“…” A smile appeared in Jiang Ting’s eyes.

Yan Xiu looked at him, suddenly leaned over to his ear, and asked jokingly: “Now we two are destined, huh? Team Jiang?”

Jiang Ting spoke slightly, and the warm white gas passed away on the breathing mask.

He said: “Forget it.”