Breaking Through The Clouds

Chapter 62

Jiang Ting's head was slammed on the door, and his black hair rubbed against it. His eyes were full of surprise that couldn't be concealed, but Yan Xie's lips and tongue with a smell of tobacco had already filled his mouth and swept the upper jaw and the bottom of his tongue.

This was indeed too sudden, completely contrary to what Jiang Ting had originally imagined, so much so that his mind went blank. He subconsciously stretched out his hand to push, but Yan Xie grabbed his arm and pressed it against the door. During the hasty struggle, the door panel banged a few times and was rubbed against the back of his clothes, which was especially obvious in the blood-filled eardrums.

...will be heard by people in the corridor, this was only one thought left in his mind.

Then he vaguely felt the strangeness, as if it should have been tit-for-tat, but the kiss was soft, heavy, and hot, and the touch caused a slight tingling in his brain and spine.

So unreal.

The dizziness was a little ridiculous.

Jiang Ting dug his nails into his palm, but he didn't feel it at first. The stinging pain was submerged in the overwhelming enthusiasm of being kissed. After a few seconds or more, he shakily pulled out his hand and pushed Yan Xie half a step back.

The surroundings were quiet as if freezing and the nurses walking and talking in the distant corridor were faintly heard, which contrasted with the two people's gasping and breathing.

"..." Yan Xie stopped the rising and falling of his chest, stood up slowly according to the position of the abdominal incision, and asked, "How was it?"

Jiang Ting squeezed the inner knuckle of his middle finger tightly with his thumb so that he could make a more normal tone: "What how, do you want me to praise you?!"

Although he tried his best to flatten his voice, the last word was raised a little too much, and even Yan Xie could hear it.

But Yan Xie did not laugh, nor did he have any smugness, dissatisfaction, or other emotional fluctuations.

"I don't deserve your affirmation?" he asked rhetorically.

-All the trust mixed with temptation, the cooperation with hidden contradictions, the unreserved help in times of crisis, and the protection of life in times of distress-were these not worthy of affirmation?

"...What I said to Li Yuxin was really a lie." Jiang Ting said coldly, after a long time, "The King of Spades is a drug lord, and I am a policeman. No matter what I do, there can't be any betrayal. If your thinking is carried away by a psychopathic lunatic, it will quickly become apparent that everyone around you can be a traitor."

He reached out and grabbed the doorknob and raised his chin slightly toward Yan Xie: "You are in your thirties, calm down and think clearly, don't play with your own life."

Bang!

The door opened and closed, and Jiang Ting's footsteps gradually disappeared on the far side of the corridor.

Yan Xie slowly stepped back, sat on the edge of the hospital bed, inserted his ten fingers into his hair, and rubbed them hard. Then he suddenly took a deep breath as if he had made up his mind, picked up the new phone, and made a call.

"Hey, Dad." Yan Xie paused and said, "I had an accident in Jiangyang County. Help me call a car to pick me up and take me back to Jianning immediately."

.......

Jiang Ting opened the passenger door, got in, and buckled his seat belt.

"Let's go."