Chapter 1269: 1378
The time of the car accident is getting closer and closer. Could it be that she really can't change the development of history?
Shu Ange, who was in distress, stayed in the room of the young Si Yunting, and he earnestly made final revisions to the sketches.
Every stroke, every stroke, is so serious.
His skin was smooth, his eyes were clear, his slender fingers were full of artistic sense, and he focused on painting, so Shu Ange couldn't take his eyes off him.
In sixteen years, a pure and gentle young man has become a cold-hearted president.
Shu Ange stretched out his hand and touched Si Yunting's cheek lightly, passing through his body unsurprisingly.
She couldn't tell him about the danger that was about to happen tomorrow, she could only sit back and watch it happen.
It was late at night, Si Yunting wiped his wet hair with a towel, lay on the bed, turned off the light and closed his eyes.
Shu Ange silently stood by the bed, listening to the sound of the wind blowing through the glass window, feeling a little heavy.
On the second day, after the family finished breakfast, Shu Ange got into the car with Si Yunting.
The driver drove the car, Si Yunting's family of three sat in the back, and Shu Ange sat worriedly in the co-pilot.
Time is getting closer...
When Heping North Road arrived, Shu Ange's heart lifted, and she kept repeating in the driver's ear: "Change the route, don't pass here."
But no matter how many times she repeated it, the driver didn't seem to hear it.
"Yun Ting, study hard after school starts. Do you want to study in China or abroad in high school?"
Wen Caiwei asked her son's plans gently, and Si Zhengping said with a smile: "It's better to study at home in high school, so if you go abroad so early, I'm afraid that you won't be able to learn traditional culture well."
"Dad is right. I will wait until I finish high school before applying for studying abroad."
The family of three was discussing the matter of reading, Shu Ange looked at Si Yunting, his heart was particularly sad.
At this moment, a car suddenly rushed out of the diagonal intersection and rushed towards the Sijia car like a crazy horse.
The driver was startled and hurriedly steered, but the car on the other side had been planning for a long time, so how could he be easily avoided by him.
"careful."
The body shook violently, Wen Caiwei and her husband kept their son in their arms, Si Zhengping tried hard to block his wife and children.
"boom--"
With a loud bang, the two cars collided firmly, the other backed away, and then rushed towards the other car.
The hit car, after losing control, also hit the driver's car.
In the blink of an eye, a series of car accidents happened.
The windshield was smashed, the whole car rolled to the ground, and the driver was lying on the steering wheel, looking dead.
Si Zhengping and his wife were soaked in blood by broken glass, and were held down by the overturned car. In this case, they still protected their son desperately.
Si Yunting had already passed out, several cars collided, one car started to catch fire, and the leaked gasoline was only a few meters away from the open flame.
The road was blocked, and the traffic police had arrived as quickly as possible. Shu Ange stood beside Si Yunting and watched Si Zhengping and his wife. He closed his eyes and fell into a coma.
The traffic police used the fastest speed to open the damaged car, carried the driver and Si Zhengping's family out, and then took the 120 ambulance.
The driver's chest was already cold, but the doctors and nurses still did not give up the rescue.
The scene was chaotic, the families of the victims came as quickly as possible, and the murderer of the serial car accident was also sent to the hospital.
The siren roared all the way on the road, Shu Ange stayed beside Si Yunting, looking at the blood on his face, his mood dropped to the bottom.
His eyes were closed, his forehead was stabbed by broken glass, and a broken metal rod was inserted several centimeters under his ribs. The injury looked serious.
"Wake up, don't sleep."
Shu Ange tried to call the three people who fell into a coma, but got no response.
The speeding ambulance finally arrived at the hospital. The doctors and nurses rushed out of the building and rushed under the ambulance to receive the wounded.
Shu Ange wanted to go to the hospital with the stretcher car that was carrying Si Yunting. A white light fell from the sky. She covered her eyes, and when she opened it again, she found that she had returned to the bathroom.
Is she back?
Having just experienced a tragic car accident, Shu Ange is still a little out of shape.
In this way, she ended her journey back in time, failing to avoid the car accident, and she didn't even say a word to Si Yunting.
After a moment of melancholy, Shu Ange took out his phone and checked the time.
She had been away for nearly three days, but less than three minutes had passed here.
Sixteen years passed in a blink of an eye, and the car accident changed Si Yunting's life. Shu Ange suddenly remembered the sketch that he didn't have time to send.
Si Yunting's heart...is also very bitter.
On the first day of the new semester, which was a rare day for the family to get together, he lost his parents without warning.
"Qin Yumeng."
As Shu Ange read this name, a deep feeling of disgust appeared in his heart.
If it weren't for this woman, Si Yunting's parents wouldn't have been in a car accident. Did she get the punishment she deserved?
It stands to reason that if a murderer is hired to kill the victim, the murderer should be the main culprit.
But the person Qin Yumeng was looking for was her admiration. Sixteen years ago, there was no real-name system, so she could buy a new calling card by making up her name.
If the man who caused the car accident chooses to take responsibility for himself, it will not be difficult for Qin Yumeng to escape the crime.
Shu Ange put away the cleaning tools, went back to his bedroom, took out his notebook, and searched for Qin Yumeng's name.
Sixteen years later, the Internet is highly developed. As long as Qin Yumeng is still alive, there will always be some clues left on the Internet.
Shu Ange could inquire about Qin Yumeng from Si Yunting, but she couldn't explain why she knew Qin Yumeng.
Second, Shu Ange didn't want Si Yunting to be hurt twice.
Back then, in the living room cubicle, Si Yunting heard Qin Yumeng gossiping in front of his mother.
Maybe he didn't believe the other party, maybe he hesitated for a moment.
Even though it turned out later that everything was fabricated by Qin Yumeng, Si Zhengping did not do anything to feel sorry for his wife and children.
But as long as Si Yunting had a moment, even a moment of hesitation, would make him blame himself in the rest of his life.
The sudden death of his parents is nothing short of earth-shattering for a teenage boy. As long as he did something bad in the past, it would become the reason for his self-blame.
Shu Ange now conducted a simple search on Baidu, and Qin Yumeng of different ages appeared on the search interface one after another.
According to her age and resume, she locked the "Qin Yumeng" she was looking for, and then found her various social accounts based on the id she left on the Internet.
Qin Yumeng is still alive.
Sure enough, good people don't live long, and disasters are left for thousands of years.
Such a woman is still alive after killing Si Zhengping and Wen Caiwei, as well as innocent drivers and passers-by.
After detailed cracking and searching, Shu Ange was surprised to find that Qin Yumeng was not in jail.
(Thank you for your support, meow, Blue Bridge will work hard to update it!)