9:51.

In the storm, the sea was as dark as the Dead Sea. On the sea where the storm was approaching, huge waves were bumpy and turbulent.

The heavy rain almost blocked the sight of the special police members, and the raging wind became more and more violent, gradually containing uncontrollable power.

The prosperous HK City in the distance and the flashing Jiujiang Bridge have become curtains in the dark. On the deserted Jiujiang Pier, the light is dark, and only the high lights on the mechanical hanging platform reflect the layers of lightning in the dark sky and the rain like a waterfall.

Huai Sheng's whole body was soaked. The heavy rain slapped his eyes and cheeks, and he could hardly see how many people were around him. He lowered his hand, but did not throw away the gun.

In less than three minutes.

How did the police fall from the sky? They did not come from the Qingjiang Bridge, but were already waiting here!

He closed his eyes and clearly agreed to exchange hostages in Qingjiang at 10 o'clock. He was originally going to attack the east and west, but he didn't expect the police to take advantage of the situation and gave him such a move.

It turns out that the Jiujiang Wharf here is the urn where they catch turtles in the jar. The police and snipers hidden at the tail of Qingjiang Bridge are all covers.

He stood in the storm, his thin body was shaking by the wind, and the bitter wind and rain in front of him blocked his vision. He was like a man standing on an isolated island.

Huai Sheng took a deep breath and shouted in the wind and thunder with the greatest sound:

"Let me go! We still have hostages!"

The wind was so strong that nothing could be heard in the world. Heavy rain surging into the cramped space under the car, once again pouring into Yange and Zhen Yi's already wet body, and all the water flowing out was stained with blood.

Yan Ge was lying on the ground, with clear and dark eyes shining brightly. He bit his lips tightly, his whole body covered with rain, his short hair was neatly against his face, and even his eyelashes were covered with rain.

My heart has long been soaked in the sea of ​​night, stuffy, heavy, and breathless.

There was a confrontation outside, and they couldn't get out.

But Zhen Yi is almost out of reach.

She lay weakly on him, her eyes were covered in rain, but she was still stubbornly open.

The world was dark, and the sounds outside disappeared from his ears, only the steady and powerful heartbeat on his chest.

So stable that makes people want to sleep.

Yes, I can't sleep.

She lay on his chest, breathing very lightly, silently, not heavy at all, but instead made Yan Ge feel heartbroken.

The breath she sprayed between his neck was as hot as fire. He frowned and pressed it against her forehead, which made his eyes red...he burned.

After crying out the words "I knew it was you", she never made any sound, her eyes were distracted, and people seemed to be unconscious, but they stubbornly opened their eyes and refused to close them.

He knew what she was afraid of. She had persisted for too long, and her consciousness had become a habit: she was afraid that Zhen Xin would fight back.

So, all the pain inside and outside the body had exploded, and she could no longer hold on and reached the limit, but she refused to let go and fainted.

His eyes were dissipated, only his hands, feet, and his whole body were twitching and cramping.

Yan Ge hugged her head hard, pressed her jaw hard on her cheek, and tears came out.

The hot tears flowed through her hot face in the cold rain. She suddenly seemed to be rebirth and hummed with difficulty. Her hand trembling violently reached out and groped to find his face. It was covered in rain, cold and cold, no longer as indifferent as usual, but she firmly gritted her teeth and bit tense.

She tried hard to raise her head and kissed his lips, without sucking or nibbling, only the most despicable touch, the cold sea breeze and ice rain between her lips, warm and soft. She quietly and tiredly closed her eyes.

Yan Ge stopped his heartbeat, as if he was addicted to the quiet water.

Because the kiss was just a moment, the next second, her lips slid across his cheeks. Her painful and tormented cramps and struggles disappeared in an instant, and she no longer had any suffering and torture on her body. Her whole body became cold and soft, like a ball of sludge slumped in his arms.

The sound of wind and thunder that resounded throughout the world exploded above their heads.

But she was particularly quiet, as quiet as if there was no life or a future.

He hugged her and pressed her soft cheeks tightly, and his whole body began to tremble violently, and tears fell on her face one by one. But his heart suddenly wrinkled into a ball, as if it was hit by a cold current and stopped beating.

The doctor was stunned when he used scissors to cut Yan Ge's trouser legs. His knees and calves were covered with blisters after scalding, some of which had been worn out and blood was mixed.

An Yao and Yan Xu were with him and were frightened when they saw it. An Yao said in shock: "How could he be so hurt?"

Yan Ge was silent and said, "Compared with her, it's not worth it."

When An Yao thought of Zhen Yi's injuries, her eyes suddenly became wet again.

The storm invaded the city. It was police cars leading the way, setting off a road in the paralyzed traffic to send Zhen Yi to the hospital. Seeing her tragic wounds, the officers' eyes turned red, and the doctors and nurses burst into tears.

An Yao whispered: "Yange, don't worry, Zhen Yi will definitely not be in trouble."

Yan Xu Mumu had a lot of seconds and wanted to comfort her brother, so he followed An Yao's words and repeated: "Well, there will be no problem."

He speaks without saying anything.

After discussing, several doctors decided to take out the things in his legs first and then treat the scalds.

Yan Ge was quickly sent to the operating table. After local anesthesia, the doctor cut open his calf, took out a steel nail from the muscle tissue, and then clamped out a tracking and positioning button from deeper, and threw it into the plate.

...

When Zhen Yi was recovering his consciousness, his first reaction in his subconscious was to try his best to wake him up. It seemed that he had a long nightmare and fought with an invisible force in his mind. She was exhausted, but she refused to fall down.

I suddenly opened my eyes and found myself lying on the clean and white bed sheet. Although my hand twitched a moment ago, it was held hard by a pair of warm and broad big hands. The tight grip smoothed her fierce heartbeat.

Yan Ge sat in a wheelchair and stared at her, his eyes soft and shallow.

She felt sad, and then came up to the ground after realizing it, and suddenly wanted to cry: "Have you been guarding me?" After saying that, she felt her voice extremely hoarse.

He didn't answer, and put the back of his hand on her forehead, frowned slightly: "I'm still having a fever."

After hearing what he said, Zhen Yi felt that his body was surrounded by a strange heat, without strength, his head was hot and heavy, and his cheeks and body were as hot as a balloon.

"How could you wake up so quickly?" he asked.

My heart is hurting.

He could see that during the past few days of unconsciousness, she had been in pain, frowning and grabbing her fists, very restless, as if she was trapped in a nightmare and could not break free.

The doctor said she would be in a coma for a long time, but she woke up unexpectedly quickly. He knew that she had been nervous and afraid of being knocked down by Zhen Xin.

Yan Ge rang the bell and called the doctor. The doctor adjusted the medicine in the drip and asked the nurse to change the topical medicine for her. After the examination, the doctor also said with relief: "Ms. Zhen is the strongest patient I have ever seen."

The long-term pain made Zhen Yi not have the heart to accept such flattery, and she kept thinking about the girl’s most worried issue and said sadly: “Have you left a lot of scars?”

The doctor smiled: "Don't worry, I've had a skin transplant. After the condition stabilizes and recovers, I'll be fine if I assist in several small plastic surgery."

"Thank you." She said softly, laying back, turning her head to look at Yan Ge, and trying to smile slightly, "It hurts is a trivial matter, it's just gritting her teeth and passing by. Beauty without scars is what I care about the most."

Yan Ge didn't know that she wanted him to be relieved. Even so, he did not expose her kindness and just tried his best to bend the corners of his lips.

When Zhen Yi saw the bitter smile on his lips and the bone-eroding pain that flashed through his eyes, she knocked her heart hard and knew that everything was useless. He felt sorry for her, so much so that he was afraid that the pain was even worse than the pain on her body.

The two of them stared at each other silently and stopped talking.

The doctor and nurse left, and the ward was quiet, leaving only the sound of the machine running and the storm that was waning outside the window.

After a long time, Zhen Yi whispered: "Yange, I want to sit up and let you hold me."

Yan Ge still had bandages on his legs, but he could barely get up, sit on the hospital bed, and help her up, but he didn't expect that her body was very soft. A little bit, she hit his cheeks, her soft and hot lips touched his face with a hot breath, which was so soft that it was unreasonable.

His body froze for a moment, and he was silent, perhaps enduring something. The next second, he grabbed her head and lowered his head and kissed her. In an instant, the panic accumulated over the past few days and the regained happiness burst out.

Unexpectedly, Zhen Yi did not respond in a daze and let him ask for it.

His lips and teeth were full of bitter medicinal smell, but they were extremely sexy. His kiss was never gentle and intimate, and he would not hit her heart hard like today.

She was so painful that her tongue was sucked by him, but she was distracted. She felt like she was about to be sucked away by him. She felt dizzy and dizzy with excitement. But the fragrance between his teeth made her linger. Although she was weak all over, she instinctively pressed her to hook his neck and gave him the best response.

After all, he calmed down his uneasiness and tension in his heart, his eyes were gentle, and he slowly touched her increasingly hot and red cheeks, embraced each other and brought her into his arms.

She leaned her head against his shoulder, her arms softly and weakly wrapped around his tight waist, and felt warm, and her heart was quiet and peaceful.

She sniffed greedily, sniffed the smell on his body, and said, "It's great to be back to you."

"Well, that's great." He held the person like a small stove in his arms and responded softly.

She closed her eyes and felt the familiar warmth and tranquility in his arms without distraction.

After hugging each other for a while, she suddenly remembered something and looked up suddenly:

"Does it hurt when water is poured on your legs?" She raised her little face to look at him, her eyes as watery as hot as she is even more misty and foggy. "I was delaying time at the time and thought you would hypnotize yourself..."

"It's okay," he said comfortingly, "I was prepared at that time and didn't feel it hurt much. Later, I was anesthetized and it didn't hurt anymore..." His voice gradually lowered, "I don't look like you."

He stroked her back gently, his eyes dimly, and said, "In order to eliminate Huai Sheng's suspicion, I can only do this. But how do you know it's me?"

"Of course. To outsiders, you are exactly the same as Yan Xu; but in my eyes, he is at most seven or eight percent similar to you." She spoke a little softly, but she showed a hint of pride in her words. Her eyes with clear black and white eyes were looking forward to him,

"Where are you? How do you know it's me? It's not Zhen Xin?"

"Feeling." His eyes were deep.

He had said long ago that he would not admit his mistake in Zhen Yi.

She smiled and bent her lips, her neck became a little sore, and then lowered her to lean into his chest, closed her eyes weakly, took a few deep breaths, and asked, "How is Sigui?"

"She is fine. The police have rescued everyone in the mountain villa."

She said proudly again, "I knew you were there, so there was definitely no problem. Did you put something in your calves?"

"Well. They are more cautious, so they put a micro-tracking device that is time-activated. It will not be found when scanning and checking at the beginning. After the time-activated, they did not expect that they would check it for the second time."

"So I hide it with the old wound on my legs?"

"Not that," he said calmly, "had been prepared: for example, I had imagined that they suspected that there was something in their bodies and would cut their legs apart, so they buried the micro-tracker very deeply and placed a steel nail for the treatment of fractures outside."

In this way, if the other party dug it open suspiciously and sees the steel nail, it will also be believed that the steel nail caused the scanner to react.

She thought about it and felt it hurt. She shook unconsciously. Her hand slid down to touch his legs, like a puppy. "If it weren't for this, the hostages in the forest villa would be in the way of the police. By the way, did you guess they would prepare two batches of hostages?"

"There is a great risk in exchanging hostages. They will definitely have a backup plan. Let the police check it out, and it turns out."

"So when we drove to Jiujiang Bridge, a group of special police lurked in the mountains and waited for the dock to surround Huaisheng and others to rescue the hostages? It's so thrilling." Zhen Yi looked at his neat and thin jaw, secretly admired him and asked,

"Where are the special police on the dock? They have been lurking there for a long time, but how do you know that Huaisheng will escape from?"
To be continued...