At three o'clock in the morning, my neighbor Li Qiang led a group of people to smash open the door of my house and accused me of hit and run. The leader grabbed me by the collar and yelled, "It's you! I've written down the license plate number. You hit my dad and ran away, and you dared to run through a red light. Are you still a human being?" "Let me tell you, my dad is lying unconscious in the ICU right now! You have to take full responsibility!" He held up the photo on his phone and threw it at my face. In the picture, a car was rushing through the intersection. The wife next to him stood crying with her child in her arms. I was sleepy-eyed and hadn't figured out the situation yet: "What does it have to do with me?" The people around me also pointed: "It's terrible that you can still sleep after hitting someone!" "How can there be such a murderer in our building!" What about hitting someone? I'm red-green blind and can't drive at all!