Chapter 594 Shooting 3_1

The sound of a kicked can echoed, a ceiling fan overhead creaked out an antique and feeble groan as it turned. The camera panned from the old-fashioned fan above to the ground, the frame gradually becoming clear.

An old bedroom was in view, a consumed cup of noodles left open on the table, a noodle sprawled on the floor. Newspapers, plastic bags, and iron rods lay scattered about.

Yang Qin and the street-smart Fang Yuanming squatted in a corner, the breeze scattering the slowly rising white smoke. Qiao Xiaren had all of a sudden turned into someone new, untamed and indifferent, bearing the rebellious swagger of a bad girl.

Endless decay, and recklessness.

"Light this up for me!"

Fu Yan, originally stiff and unnatural, was suddenly drawn into the scene when he saw Qiao Xiaren.

"Alright." Fang Yuanming took out a lighter from his ragged pocket and, after a few tries, lit it for her.