My mind went blank for a moment, and the blunt knife that had been slashed at my heart grinded again and again until it was gurgling and bleeding, and finally I felt pain from my numbness. When his sanity returned, the screen seemed to be frozen, only the traffic light was still changing inexorably.

Finally someone got out of the car.

I recognized at a glance that the person who ran out in a panic was Zhou Xiao, her long hair was scattered over her shoulders, fluttering because of running, but her steps were staggering, I don't know if she was so scared that her legs were weak or ...... Drunk.

Disappointed? Wrath? Really?

I searched for my emotions in my heart and found that none of them were a ...... A sense of powerlessness.

I knew that this would be the answer, but I still tried my best to find Qian Xiaobao to repair this video, and a voice was asking-Are you really trying to defeat Zhou Yu?

I can't fool myself.

It was the simplicity and beauty of the past that made me remember, it was the righteousness when Zhou Yu said that it was not Zhou Xiao, and the absoluteness when he turned around, so that I had no way to directly and decisively hand over the evidence I had obtained when Xiao Dong asked.

It can't be said that it is to give Zhou Yu a chance, but to give faith a room to turn around.

When Zhou Xiao hurriedly turned around and ran to the car, I knew that Yu Zhou Yu and I had no room.

The white Audi sped away at the speed of an arrow, and in the empty night crossroads, only the broken battery cars and the breathless man lay on the ground depressed, blood flowing from underneath him.

It's like when I rushed to the scene and saw my father's cold body.

The fingers clenched, the fingertips touching the palm of the palm were cold, and I lowered my eyes and was about to make up my mind, when something suddenly flashed through my mind. Suddenly looking up, his eyes were on the screen that was still running, and he searched in a panic - where are the control buttons?

The computer room is different from a normal computer, and the row of control keys makes me not know which one to press.

An arrow stepped over and grabbed the arm of the computer room staff and asked urgently, "Which one is the backward button?" ”

"Second from the left in the first row."

Seeing that I was emotional, the other party got up and walked to the console to press the backward button for me and asked, "Need to rewind for a few minutes?" I unconsciously bit my lower lip: "Five minutes." ”

Five minutes ago, the empty intersection was still depressed, and only the traffic lights were changing regularly to remind that time was still running. The same scene was presented again, Li Xin'er's father rode a battery car into the monitoring area, and instead of stopping, when the green light at the intersection changed to a red light, he accelerated forward.

Then, a white Audi suddenly burst out of the crossways and knocked people and cars into the air.

I suddenly held my breath, and the second or two I had waited seemed like a century had passed, when the pale white figure got out of the car in a panic and ran over with vague steps.

I heard my own voice asking, "Which is the pause button?" ”

"The third red button."

I pressed it and the picture froze.

The first time I watched it, I was swayed by preconceived notions and judgments, and when I saw Zhou Xiao appear in the video, I immediately identified her as the driver who caused the accident. Even if it was Li Xin'er's father who ran the red light first, she was still the perpetrator of the car accident.

But just when I made a decision, the moment when Zhou Xiao ran back to the car suddenly flashed in my mind.

Looking back, I didn't blink my eyes during the whole process, and I could clearly see—

Zhou Xiao got out of the car from the door of the passenger seat!

No driver will get out of the car from the other side, and in this still picture, there is another person sitting in the driver's seat in the blind spot!

Mixed tastes.

"Do you believe it now?" A voice sounded from behind.

I shuddered and slowly turned around.

Zhou Yu leaned against the wall by the door, his eyes were cold, flat and overwhelming, and the corners of his mouth were a touch of ridicule.

I whispered his name: "Zhou Gongjin." ”

The corners of half of his lips drew an upward arc, and he smiled coldly, "Jia Xiaoru, if you have a trace of trust in me, you won't be here now." I choose to believe even if I just listen to Zhou Xiao's dictation, not because I trust her enough, but because I ......"

He didn't go on, but turned and walked out.

Listening to the footsteps gradually leaving, I suddenly panicked inexplicably, and hurried out to his back and asked, "And what?" ”

Even when you got married, you never forgave me.