Yan Shunhua flew out like a rag doll, and a huge sound vibrated Xiong Shu's ear drums, buzzing, and his whole body began to tremble non-stop.

Xing Kong's heart that had just settled down was brought up again, she didn't have time to rush up, because she was a little far away, and she didn't notice the motorcycle, the umbrella slipped from her hand and fell to the ground, the rain snapped on her body, forcing her to accept everything in front of her, looking at this scene, she rushed forward uncertainly.

The situation was not optimistic, Xing Kong knelt next to Yan Shunhua, who was dying, trembling his hands, calling 120, panting and choking, and intermittently reporting the address.

She didn't dare to move Yan Shunhua's body, looking at the blood that was constantly oozing out, she slowly lay down and hugged her, feeling the faint breath and the heart that was still beating, at least this could alleviate the fear in Xing Kong's heart.

Woo...... Forced Wave ......

The melancholy, but cold and piercing whistle gradually came, this was the second time Xing Kong heard it personally, both hope and despair.

The sound of the whistle became clearer and clearer, and Xing Kong complained frantically in his heart afterwards: "Everyone is going to be finished, why are you still pushing the waves." ”

When the ambulance arrived, they carried Yan Shunhua into the car, Xing Kong went with the car, in this hazy night, no one noticed Xiong Shu, Xing Kong was frightened by this sudden disaster, and also forgot about him.

He was left alone in this empty place. Looking at the blood shed by Yan Shunhua's umbrella for her - shielding from the wind and rain, the blood stains that should have been washed away by the rain have not dissipated for a long time, forming a pool of blood, tumbling, like boiling red water.

Blood entered his eyes, softening his stagnant heart, Xiong Shu's hand rested on his face, and there was a drop of blood in that place, which was splashed in that moment just now. On this icy night, caress the warm and warm drops of blood.

This scene evoked the consciousness of death in his heart, which haunted him and could not be dispersed.

Is it retribution?

Xiong Shu cried and laughed and said to himself: "I stole the thing, but I was acquitted, I should be happy." But my grandfather was gone, and the lawyer who gave his life to push me away and defend me was alive and dead, and the man who helped me call the police...... Forgot me. ”

Juvinalis said: "Whipped with an invisible whip, act as an executioner." ”

Conscience is the invisible whip that awakens the lion that sleeps in Xiong Shu's heart, and with it comes destruction, and the floodgates of darkness open.

It was born under the stimulus of blood, and slowly opened its eyes, followed by a roar.

The rain is still coming lightly, and it has not stopped, and the blood on the ground slowly flows with the rain, washing away the sins just now.

The perpetrators fled, but no one could escape the condemnation of conscience, as Xiong Shu at this moment.

It was obviously raining, and the cool wind was blowing on his body, but Xiong Shu still felt very stuffy.

He dragged his tired body onto the rooftop, which was 20 stories high. There happened to be a stout pillar there, and he sat on it, his legs dangling in the air, and the wind kept blowing through his soaked body, so cold that he couldn't help but shiver.

It was beautiful to look at the illuminated landscape in the distance, but he was only enchanted by his black and white world, and all beauty was lost.

Memories of the past are presented one after another, like the screen of a TV scene after scene, and suddenly the signal is cut off, and it is only black and white. He had no choice but to hide it in his heart, take it with him and evaporate into this world, and bury everything with him.

Leaning forward, moving little by little, moving......