Breaking Through the Clouds: 84.Chapter 84

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Yan Xiu blurted out: “Be careful!”

The accident happened so quickly that he only had time to slam himself on the river and stop at his ankles, while hugging the stone pier, instantly stopping Jiang Ting’s tendency to continue to slide out.

But in the blink of an eye, one of the three people who were originally on the embankment was suspended in the air. All the weight was tied to the hand that Yan Xi was holding on to the stone pier, and it froze.

“I’m a liar… but only one sentence deceived you.” Jiang Ting was overwhelmed by the weight of Buwei’s fall. Every word was squeezed out of his teeth: “That sentence, what is your name? It doesn’t make sense to me… it’s not like that. From the very beginning, you were just yourself in my eyes, not related to me, and not my shadow.”

Bu Wei raised her head. Jiang Ting’s right hand was tightly grasped by her only one elbow. The weight of tens of kilograms caused Jiang Ting’s white nails to be deeply pinched into the flesh.

“The king of spades lied to you, no matter what he told you, it was lied to you. You are too young to see the truth before you have been distorted by him a lot of ideas, but as long as you Come up…”

Jiang Ting felt that his center of gravity was tilting outwards one centimeter by one centimeter, cold sweat ran across his cheeks diagonally from the temples, his face was bruised because of his teeth being clenched too hard:

“As long as you come up, I will tell you, Bu Wei, all the things that have happened over the years, all–“

Bu Wei finally reacted, and her soft laughter came from the wind:

“You might as well wait until below and tell me together.”

At this time, the balance has reached the end of the crossbow, Bu Wei suddenly grabbed Jiang Tang’s arm with the other hand, and pulled him down with all his strength!

Yan Xiu lost his voice: “Stop!”

Jiang Ting slid outwards under the force. In an instant, Yan Xiu’s heart almost stopped beating, and his brain was blank; when he reacted, he had grabbed Jiang Ting’s ankle, and most of his body went out. Within one second, it can stop the momentum of weightlessness——

Immediately afterwards, Bu Wei was like a kite with a broken line, falling straight into the river from a dam several meters high!

Puff!

Water splashed and reflected in the depths of Jiang Ting’s pupils.

He was completely suspended above his waist, and the river was screaming, making it impossible for people to balance, and even the protruding rocks on the embankment could not even reach. Jiang Ting stood upside down and took two breaths, and suddenly shouted, “Yan Xiu! Let go!”

Yan Xiu gritted his teeth and cursed: “You fucking…”

“Let go!” Jiang Ting roared hoarsely and changed his tone: “I’m sorry…I didn’t mean to hide you!”

Yan Xi was stunned, Jiang Ting suddenly used his force to kick his hand away, and in the gap that was more hurried than a blink of an eye, the whole person fell into the river with Buwei!

“I fuck!”

Yan Xi’s scolding is from the bottom of his heart, and it is more real than 24K real gold. He got up to his feet, took off his trousers and kicked off his shoes twice, without thinking of anything in his mind, and jumped out across the river bank!

The river rushed towards the face, and instantly re-patted it into the eardrum.

Yan Xiu spit out bubbles to surface, took a deep breath, and another fierce boy plunged into the river and swam forward.

Fortunately, in the midsummer season, the river is not too cold at night, and Yan Xiu’s swimming speed is very fast; after a while, he felt the water flow in front of him is turbulent, so he stepped up a few steps and rushed forward, and he reached out and met someone. .

——The figure is clearly Jiang Ting.

Although Yan Xiu was mixed when he was a child, he was the only son of the richest man anyway. In order to prevent the **** plot of kidnapping, he received the necessary skills training such as snorkeling, drag racing, and survival in the wild. Jiang Ting’s swimming skills are not bad, but his water quality is definitely not as good as a semi-professional like Yan Xiu. He was strangled from behind in three or two strokes, struggling to get to the shore in splashes of water.

“Huh…huh…” Yan Xiu’s soaked shirt clings to his chest muscles, as he panted violently, he forcibly dragged Jiang Ting to the bottom of the embankment on the pebble beach, pinching his chin. He bowed his face and patted it several times. This force was not heavy, but it was not light. Jiang Ting could not hold it back, and finally spit out several salivas from his throat.

“Cough, cough, cough!…” Jiang Ting leaned on the rough pebble beach, his face full of embarrassment, and was wrapped in his arms by Yan Xiu who was sitting opposite him.

“Are you crazy, you dare to jump down in this kind of water in the middle of the night?!”

“I caught her in the water just now,” Jiang Ting choked and coughed hoarsely: “Only a little bit, just a little bit…”

Yan Xi patted him on the back hard.

“She has the money herself and told me that she plans to work south. I guess she will contact the king of spades in the future. Although she will definitely not be able to contact the king of spades, she may be able to catch Jinjie and more through her. ‘S accomplice… I didn’t expect her to directly…”

I don’t know if it is emotional or lingering, Jiang Ting’s whole body is wet and cold, shaking badly. Yan Xi tightly grasped his palm and told him to support most of his weight on himself, sitting on the bank of the river almost half-hug and half-cuddled, listening to the sound of the wind and the sound of the water roaring away from the river. Disappeared at the far end of the plain.

“It’s useless, it won’t be saved.” Yan Xiu said concisely and forcefully in his ear, “Water rescue requires the cooperation of the rescued, but she just wants to drag you to death.”

Jiang Ting nodded tremblingly, leaning in Yan Xiu’s hot arms after a long time, and gradually calmed down.

“K of spades.” Suddenly Jiang Ting spoke without warning, his voice still hoarse after being soaked in water: “He is particularly good at inducing a bit of antisocial tendency in this nature, or his mind is not fully developed, and he is easily affected. A young man bewitched by power. He was born with this talent since he was a child, not only for Bu Wei, but also for me…”

“I know.” Yan Xiu said in a deep voice, “you and the king of spades are the first victims of the real serial kidnapping, aren’t they?”

Jiang Ting was silent for a long time and nodded.

“Which year did it happen, also fifteen or sixteen years old?”

“…no.”

Yan Xi lowered his head slightly, facing Shang Jiang’s gaze, he saw a short smile from the corners of his bloodless mouth: “It was the first time I met the King of Spades when I was ten years old.”

Yan Xi was slightly surprised.

He could guess that the two met very early, but he didn’t expect it to be so early!

“I was abandoned at the entrance of the orphanage since I was a child, not this orphanage,” Jiang Ting weakly raised his chin in the direction of Jiayuan Road in the distance: “It’s a foreign city. The living conditions of everyone were generally not good in those days. It’s in a remote country. It’s not as fashionable to adopt a child as it is now. I grew up in the orphanage until I was ten years old and didn’t have much education. I ran wildly around the mountains and fields when I was fine. Until one summer evening, I ran into it on the bank of a small river. A little boy who seems to be about the same age, he is very well-dressed and plays the violin in front of the water…”

In the early summer evening, the sky was full of red clouds, and a well-dressed little boy stood by the river in the country and played his violin.

If this scene is handed over to a big director to shoot, it will definitely be a very romantic and poetic, maybe still very beautiful scene. But for some reason, maybe because he knew what happened afterwards, this scene made Yan Xiu feel a weird chill in his heart.

“I have never seen this little boy in a nearby town, and I felt very rare in my heart. I guessed that he might be a young master from a rich family. Later, I got more peeping, and I found that he often played violin in the abandoned theater. The sound of the piano was very good, so he sneaked out of the orphanage, ran for miles to the theater, and hid behind the scenes on the second floor to listen to his performance.”

“I made friends as soon as I came and went–I thought I was a friend at the time.” Jiang Ting laughed self-deprecatingly: “I blamed me for committing Tai Chi, and I was very curious since I was young, so I can’t control my own bad hands.”

Yan Xi was holding his hand, his palm was close to his palm, and when he heard the words, he slapped him on the back of his hand.

“How did the king of spades introduce himself to you at the time?” Yan Xiu asked.

“An eight|ninety-year-old kid, what kind of introduction is needed, I couldn’t even remember the fake name he made up… It should be Kaikai or Ke Ke. Anyway. I didn’t think much. I got a new friend, and I sneaked out to play happily every day. Occasionally the orphanage didn’t have enough to eat. When I was hungry, he brought some snacks and snacks for me to eat.” Jiang Ting was embarrassed. Raised his hand to cover his face, “Don’t look.”

Yan Xi gently and forcefully took away his hand and looked directly at the pale face: “So when you encounter kidnapping, you will do your best to protect your little friend?”

Jiang Ting buried his head and nodded a moment later.

“The King of Spades is not a self-made drug lord. On the contrary, his family origin has concentrated on the three elements of money, background and crime. I didn’t know until later that he was sent to the country because of the family affair. Several big drug lords rushed to each other, in fact they came to escape the disaster, but I didn’t expect that in the end they didn’t escape the fate of being kidnapped, and they even took me with them.”

“…Is the entire kidnapping process the same as Bu Wei and Shen Xiaoqi?” Yan Xiu asked in a low voice.

Jiang Ting buried his head in front of his chest. From Yan Xi’s slightly higher angle, he could only see dripping black hair and a small patch of white cheeks, slightly reflecting the light of a distant street lamp.

“Yes,” Jiang stopped for a long while in a difficult voice.

“We were trapped in the valley at the time, and he still had a high fever. I could only find water everywhere. I was so thirsty that I was coughing up blood and didn’t dare to drink it… Actually, I didn’t think much about it. I thought if I died. No one would care about it. But he must be a young master who has parents, relatives and someone loved. He is like a god. If there is really only one person who can live, it is better for him to survive.”

——When a ten-year-old child was on the verge of desperation, he had this idea in his mind.

Yan Xiu has been rough since he was a child, and has never paid close attention to the so-called gap between the rich and the poor or the class threshold. But at this moment, the humiliated and cautious man from an orphan in the ravine more than 20 years ago, was whistling through time and hitting his heart heavily.

“Shen Xiaoqi and Bu Wei vowed that they will repay her when they go out. The details are the same as that of the past, because the king of spades also said the same. Maybe his original words are more serious than Shen Xiaoqi, what swear to be forever in this life Brothers and the like…similar to TV drama lines, but I can’t remember them for more than 20 years.”

Jiang Ting smiled bitterly, staggered his eyes and looked at the sparkling river.

But at that moment, Yan Xiu felt like what Jiang stopped thinking—he didn’t remember it clearly, on the contrary, he remembered it clearly.

It is because it is so clear that he is even less willing to mention it.

“Afterwards, you were still saved?” Yan Xiu asked warmly, “The so-called mineral water is…”

“What water? There is no such bottle of water at all.” Jiang Ting shook his head mockingly. “The so-called betrayal of the king of spades is a metaphor for another thing-after we were trapped for several days, we were dehydrated and injured by a high fever. It’s already reached the limit, and the guys of Spades K’s family finally tracked down the valley. At that time, my consciousness was not very clear. I only vaguely felt that someone was calling’grab the rope’ on top of my head. I subconsciously stretched out my hand, but black Tao K moved faster, suddenly pushed me from behind, grabbed the rescue rope first, and I watched him get pulled up.”

“They left you behind?!”

“That’s not true.” Jiang paused, and said, “But it was indeed a long time before the sun went down…then someone pulled me up.”

It’s been an understatement now, but for a young boy who is severely dehydrated and dying, the joy of welcoming hope, the despair of being frustrated in a flash, and the suffering of waiting alone for several hours are beyond the reach of many adults. imagination.

Yan Xiu’s lips moved, but he didn’t know what to say, and it took a long time to squeeze out: “That group of people…”

“I don’t really want to save me.” Jiang Ting said softly, “I know.”

The faint moonlight pierced through the clouds, reflecting on rivers, plains, and mountains beyond. Jiang Ting closed his eyes silently, and when he opened them again, he seemed to see a similar night, the same cold and quiet moonlight, past the simple frosted glass windows of the township hospital——

He was lying on the small hospital bed, opened his eyes, and saw a familiar figure standing in front of the bed against the light, holding a small handful of wild fruits in his arms.

Neither of the two children spoke. After a while, the standing little boy asked abruptly:

“I pushed you, do you remember?”

“…” Xiao Jiang stopped and nodded.

“Do you hate me?”

Jiang stopped thinking for a moment, then shook his head.

“Why?”

The high fever made Xiao Jiang stop talking faintly hoarse, and said softly: “Because that is your family. They should save you first.”

“…”

“I have no family.”

The little boy finally moved. He put the handful of wild fruits in his arms carefully on the head of the hospital bed, then stood on tiptoe, leaned over Xiao Jiang’s ear, and his voice was soft and firm every word:

“I am your family.”

“From now on, you will share wealth, status, and authority with me, and you will be my only brother.”

The wind swept the earth from the depths of the sky, through mountains and rivers, plain railroad tracks, and the vast and ethereal lights of the city, blowing a sharp whistle, spinning and flying straight to the end of the horizon.

Jiang Ting shivered slightly, then Yan Xi was hugged into his arms, pressing his palms against the wet black hair behind his head.

“So later you grew up with the king of spades?”

Although it is an interrogative sentence, Yan Xiu’s tone is a gentle statement. In fact, he is ready to accept any answer.

Unexpectedly, he felt Jiang Ting in his arms and shook his head: “No. Do you remember that I told you that when I tracked down the new fentanyl compound “Blue Gold” a few years ago, Encountered the king of spades in an abandoned drug manufacturing base in a village, and was he pointed his gun at his head?”

Yan Xi certainly remembers that it was what Jiang Ting said when they returned to Jianning from Jiangyang County on the night when Jiang Ting was forced to climb a window to drink out—but the truthfulness is yet to be discussed.

“That’s true.” Jiang Ting seemed to see through his mind, and a wry smile appeared in his eyes: “That was the first time I met the adult K of spades after twenty years of the kidnapping incident… …”

“So now you know why, after the secret investigation was exposed, he silenced the informants, but agreed to let me go, and even promised to cooperate.”

There was heavy rain outside the factory, and countless light blue ghosts gleamed in the dark depths. The invisible dim light filled the field of vision, as if wild fires were dancing in the eighteenth hell.

“Twenty years have passed…but I have never forgotten you.”

There was a vague impact in the heavy rain in the distance, with one bang, one sound, another sound—that was a gunshot.

Jiang Ting’s fingers dropped on his side could not stop shaking, but he forced himself to calm down and raised his head slightly, although this action might affect the cold muzzle on his temple:

“Then are you trying to kill me now?”

“No.” He heard the king of spades laugh: “You are my only brother, always. My wealth, status, authority, all the weird things in the world, can be shared with you…”

“It’s like sharing the spring water, wild fruits, and the life-saving rope in the mountains and forests between you and me twenty years ago.”