C12 Jian Jia Wanted to See Di Yaotian for the Last Time

One step, two steps, three steps.

They were only a few steps away, but it seemed like a century had passed.

If it wasn't her, then the woman in the car definitely wasn't her.

Zhai Yaotian comforted himself in a sorry state. His footsteps were messy and heavy.

When the people in the convoy heard the noise, they all turned their heads.

"Mr Zhai, Ms Jia." The team members who were crying with swollen eyes sat on the ground, feeling very sad.

Zhai Yaotian's eyes were bloodshot, but he could not make a sound in his throat.

He watched his teammate try to pull the car door open. He saw the silver white snow on the car was covered by the blood.

His heart finally started to ache again, from the continuous slight pain to the pain that could drive people crazy.

"Jian Jia." He used all his strength and finally weakly called out her name.

His voice was light, and every sound seemed to be tearing.

"Jian Jia!" Cheng Yu's hoarse and fierce shout came from behind.

Zhai Yaotian did not move, but was pushed to the side by the man who rushed over.

Cheng Yu breathed heavily, his eyes red like blood.

He worked together with everyone to open the door, then fiercely pushed those people away and carefully carried Jian Jia, who was covered in blood, out.

The ambulance arrived very quickly. The medical staff carried a stretcher and ran over.

Cheng Yu stared at Zhai Yaotian. The anger and hatred in his eyes almost tore him to pieces.

"Jian Jia is dead. Are you satisfied?" Cheng Yu roared and asked. His words were as cold as ice.

Zhai Yaotian looked at Jian Jia in Cheng Yu's arms without moving. His limbs and bones were numb.

He only woke up when the doctor brought Jian Jia to the ambulance. He felt that he should go to the hospital with them.

However, Cheng Yu punched him away and made him fall heavily to the ground. Then, he asked the doctor to close the car door.

The ambulance left. There was only the desolate wind in the huge racing track, and the faint scent of the woman lingered in the snow.

"Mr Zhai, we all misunderstood Ms Jia." Wang Jing, who was crying until her eyes were red and swollen, stood out and wanted to tell Zhai Yaotian everything that she had just heard.

Another teammate, Zhang Binn, stopped her at this moment and signaled her not to speak.

Now was not a good time.

"Mr Zhai, let's go to the hospital to see her. She has been talking about you here. I think she wants to see you one last time. Zhang Binn said calmly.

Zhai Yaotian stared blankly at the ruined racing car. The red safety talisman on the key was stained with the woman's blood. It intertwined with the snow water and turned into a date red color.

"You guys go, I'm not going." Zhai Yaotian's voice was hoarse.

That woman was dead. He should be happy. She was the one who caused Lanyi to die. She was the one who caused him to suffer for so many years.

She deserved to die.

But.

How could his heart hurt so much?

He was in so much pain that it was difficult for him to breathe. His vision was blurry.

Zhai Yaotian did not dare to think about the reason.

He could only tell himself again and again that he should be happy that the woman was dead. He should celebrate and cheer.

"Mr Zhai." His teammates looked at him worriedly.

Zhai Yaotian did not care what they were looking at him. He turned his eyes and looked at the tracks Jian Jia had left on the track.

The lines were smooth and the birthmark was strong.

Wang Jing, who was the saddest, could not hold it in anymore. She shouted at Zhai Yaotian's back, "Mr Zhai, Back then, we all misunderstood Ms Jia's spinning and flying movement. It was not Hsu Lanyi's. It was Jian Jia's! Look at the tires on the ground. Jian Jia had just completed that action. If you don't believe me, "The monitoring system in this arena can testify!"

Zhai Yaotian's tall and straight body shook. He walked step by step towards the messy car tracks on the steep slope.

The snow had stopped. On the silver-white track, the tracks of racing cars were clearly visible.

Zhang Binn, who had been observing the tracks of the tracks, suddenly felt a little strange. He strode to Zhai Yaotian's side, raised his hand in the air, and gestured back and forth along those lines.

"Why do I feel like these lines look like capital letters?" Zhang Binn said.

Everyone came over and found something new.

"These letters seem to be ZYT. What does that mean?" Zhang Binn thought for a while.

When Zhai Yaotian heard Zhang Binn's words, he couldn't help but break down.

He opened his mouth slightly, feeling so sorry that he couldn't even breathe.

ZYT, Zhai Yaotian.

This was his name.