Shocking! A once-pretty face in the entertainment industry is reborn and becomes a top student!

Chapter 285

Detouring out of an alley in the back street of the night market, the two of them walked in a hurry, and the hustle and bustle of the downtown gradually faded away.

The tires rubbed across the bluestone road, stepping on the shadows cast by the moonlight, and it seemed that only the sound of footsteps was left in the whole world.

Deep in the alley, there is an old tube building, like an old man, lingering.

The man abandoned the tricycle and hurried to the second floor.

There is a light on at the entrance of the door, but the light is just like this old tube building that has been in disrepair. The light is flickering, flickering on and off. It seems that there is an unknown danger lurking in the place where the weak light cannot reach, which makes people feel uncomfortable. I can't help but be afraid.

Rong Xianning walked into the door. The walls were mottled and peeling off, covered with moss-like advertisements, and the staircase railings were rusty and unrecognizable.

Although Qingzhou is not a first-tier city, it is still prosperous and respectable. It is hard to imagine that there is such a dilapidated and mottled side hidden in this city.

The door of the second room on the right side of the second floor was wide open, and hysterical shouting came from inside. The scream was sharp and harsh, like a dissatisfaction and venting of all the grievances in this world.

Rong Xianning walked to the door.

As soon as the needle was inserted, the screams stopped suddenly, and the woman in the wheelchair instantly tilted back like a deflated rubber ball.

The man bent down and picked up the woman in the wheelchair. His trousers were empty and fluttering in the air.

The light and shadow changed from dark to bright, and the woman's face was finally revealed.

Half of his face was covered in ugly scars, which was very scary.

Under the light, a ferocious face and a pair of empty trouser legs made people feel creepy.

Rong Xianning stared blankly, a pair of dark eyes seemed to be lit with blazing flames, tongues of fire swallowing up all living things.

It seems that the skin can still feel the burning pain when the flame is burning.

"Young man, you haven't left yet."

The man walked out of the house and saw the young man standing motionless at the door. He stepped forward and asked with concern.

The young man was stunned, and his whole person seemed to be in a state of trance. He couldn't help but patted the young man on the shoulder: "Young man? What's wrong with you?"

The young man suddenly came to his senses and took a step back, his forehead covered with fine sweat.

"I...I'm fine, Uncle Qian."

Qian Zhuang was stunned: "How do you know my surname is Qian?"

It seems he never said that.

Rong Xianning lowered his eyes: "Qian Ji fried rice cake."

"Oh, young man, you helped me a lot tonight. I have to thank you very much. I will bring your friends here another day. You can eat all of uncle's fried rice cakes."

The young man looked towards the end of the corridor, which was covered in darkness, like a wasteland abandoned by the world.

"What's wrong with auntie?"

The young man's voice was very gentle, making people feel no offense at all.

Qian Zhuang unconsciously wanted to confide: "Look at how dilapidated our building is. In fact, it has been repaired. There was a serious fire here ten years ago. I was not at home at the time. I didn't have time to escape... Fortunately, a firefighter carried her out regardless of the danger. She was ruined and lost both legs, but luckily she was still alive. Others in the building were not so lucky and died at that time. A lot of people..."

Qian Zhuang's tone became more and more sad as he spoke.

The fire that year swallowed up countless lives and brought endless nightmares to those who stayed behind.

Although his wife was lucky enough to survive, the shadow of the fire caused her to suffer a mental breakdown and she could no longer be a normal person.

He saw the young man looking at the door at the end of the corridor and said helplessly: "Anai Zhao next door was such a good person, but she was taken away by the fire. I pity her little grandson..."

Qian Zhuang seemed to have thought of something and suddenly turned his head to look at the young man in front of him.

"You...you are...?"