Chapter 394: The Hand in the Mirror_1

The corridor lights were still the energy-saving bulbs that Su Xiaomeng had bought with her own money last month, then she asked an electrician for a stepladder and installed them herself; she never expected that in just one month, the lights would already be broken again.

"Forget it, if they're broken, they're broken; I'll just use my phone's flashlight from now on."

Su Xiaomeng's rented room was on the third floor. She used the built-in flashlight on her phone to navigate the mottled corridor walls. The stairs here were just bare concrete, and although not dirty and disorganized, they showed the age of the building. Su Xiaomeng never touched the handrails next to the stairs, which were made of wood that had become dirty and black due to the passage of time.

"Click-clack, click-clack..."

The surroundings were terrifyingly quiet—aside from the occasional car horn in the distance, the only sound Su Xiaomeng could hear was her high heels striking the hard concrete stairs.