Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
As soon as he had said this, Qiao Lian and the rest quickly gathered around his cell phone.
He clicked on the video.
It showed the underground parking.
The lighting was a little dim, but one could clearly see Shen Liangchuan standing near the entrance. He had his mask and sunglasses on, and he must have been waiting for Song Cheng to drive over.
At this point, Xiao Tang’s white sedan appeared moving towards the exit.
Everything seemed normal.
But just as Xiao Tang’s car passed the spot where Shen Liangchuan stood, Shen Liangchuan suddenly lunged forward, as if possessed.
As he rushed towards the approaching car, it seemed like he shouted something.
He stretched his hands out, as if he was trying to push something out of the way…
But…
There was nothing in front of Shen Liangchuan at all.
Xiao Tang floored the brake but even so, the car hit Shen Liangchuan’s leg, throwing him in the air before landing on the ground.
The video stunned everyone who was watching.
It looked more like Shen Liangchuan had dashed in front of the car in a suicide mission.
Xiao Tang had not erred on any account.
Xia Yehua was flabbergasted. “What was Liangchuan doing?! That was too dangerous! Why was he endangering his own life?”
Song Cheng was just as astonished, “I- I didn’t think it would be like this.”
Xiao Tang was at a complete loss. “That was how it happened. I really do not know why Best Actor Shen would suddenly run… I…”
They could only make guesses about why this had happened.
Qiao Lian, on the other hand, had a realization after she watched the video.
There was a pain in her heart, as though it was being squeezed by a large, invisible hand. The pain was so great that she was almost in tears.
Staring steadily at the video, she asked Xiao Tang, “Your car is a Xiali?”
Xiao Tang nodded and confirmed, “Yes, I’ve driven it for many years.”
Qiao Lian looked away from him and turned towards Song Cheng. She knew that Song Cheng had been working for Shen Liangchuan for a long time and he knew far more than her.
Biting her lip, she asked unhurriedly, “Many years ago, the car that hit Soul Fighter was also a Xiali?”
Song Cheng was immediately reminded of it by her remark.
He widened his eyes with great surprise and looked at the video again at once. “That’s right. That car was the same model as this one. Xiao Tang, how is it that you’re still driving a car model that was popular eight years ago?”
But Qiao Lian froze like a block of ice.
Xia Yehua was puzzled and asked, “So what if it’s a Xiali?”
So what?
Qiao Lian hung her head as her eyes filled with tears.
As Shen Liangchuan had dashed in front of the car, he had waved his hands and shouted something.
It was hard to tell what he was shouting from reading his lips, but now she knew.
It was: “Soul Fighter, look out!”
Soul Fighter, look out!
His insomnia had caused him to hallucinate.
In that instant, he had gone back eight years.
He thought he had gone back to the scene of the accident.
That familiar Xiali sedan had caused him to dash ahead without thinking, to push Soul Fighter out of the way.
He would have rather been the person who had died in that accident.
Qiao Lian’s nails dug into her palms.
She turned again to look at Shen Liangchuan.
His insomnia was getting worse.
The psychologist’s words came back to her.
“… on the longer term, it can endanger his life.”
Now she finally understood what he meant.