Photographing the sofa

Ma Liangchen told Zhang Heqian that he had just found a room with no windows and no light.

He described the strange room: "There was no light inside, and the walls were painted black. Even the door was black. It felt like a black hole. You couldn't see the bottom or the end."

Zhang Heqian couldn't imagine what kind of person would like such a room, a completely enclosed space with no light or windows.

He thought that if a normal person lived there, he would become sick and crazy in no time.

As the two were talking, Qi Jing, who had been sitting quietly listening to them, suddenly said, "A coffin, there are no windows and no light."

"Ah?" Zhang Heqian didn't react when he heard him speak, and turned to look at him blankly.

Qi Jing stopped talking after he finished speaking. Ma Liangchen on the side did not answer for Zhang Heqian. Instead, he looked at Zhang Heqian in confusion and asked, "How did the boss recruit you in the first place?" "? It must be because I have outstanding abilities!" Zhang Heqian touched his not very thick hair, not thinking about what Qi Jing meant just now, and said proudly.

Seeing him like this, Ma Liangchen was too lazy to criticize him. Sometimes, he didn't know whether Zhang Heqian had low emotional intelligence or was just stupid.

After searching for a room for a long time, several people sat in the living room in a daze. Zhang Heqian and Ma Liangchen each sat on a single sofa, while Qi Jing and Shu Yan had no choice but to sit on the only long double sofa.

The two of them sat on either side, and neither of them spoke.

The room was very quiet. Apart from Zhang Heqian's sigh, there was only the sound of a few people breathing.

Zhang Heqian was lying on his back, boredly counting the small crystals on the crystal chandelier above his head, his fingers tapping on the bottom edge of the sofa intentionally or unintentionally.

If he made a mistake, he would start over again, not getting annoyed at all, and would start over again and again. Fortunately, his efforts paid off, and he finally lost all the money when he counted to the seventh time. In his excitement, he slammed his big hand on the bottom edge of the sofa.

It would have been fine if he hadn't hit it, because as soon as he did, he fell down, taking the sofa with him, and fell steadily down.

The shock of falling made him burst out cursing: "Fuck!"

Ma Liangchen was so startled that he stood up from his chair and went to look at him.

Where someone had been sitting just a moment ago, there was now only a hole. Qi Jing looked down, and it was pitch black. The only thing he could see was Zhang Heqian at the bottom of the hole. The light from the crystal chandelier overhead just illuminated the spot where he had fallen.

Zhang Heqian was on the ground, sitting steadily on the sofa. The surroundings were empty, with no lights. The only light source was the crystal chandelier he had just counted.

"Is this the basement? It's pitch black and there's nothing inside." Zhang Heqian stood up and groped around.

He felt that this room was the same as the one Ma Liangchen described, with black walls, no windows, no lights, and only one door.

Seeing Zhang Heqian groping on the ground alone, Ma Liangchen sat back on his sofa and slapped the bottom edge of the sofa hard, thinking of how he had just looked.

Then he fell down with a bang like Zhang Heqian, and his butt hurt from the shock.

Zhang Heqian, who had just reached the door, was startled by him. Seeing him coming down, he asked Qi Jing above: "Why don't you two come down?"

Qi Jing turned to look at Shu Yan, his eyes asking if he wanted to go down. Shu Yan said nothing, but handed him a rope.

"Don't you need a sofa?" Qi Jing asked while holding the rope.

"I looked and the only sofa we can get down on is the one they're sitting on. We can't get down from the one we're sitting on."

"I found this rope behind the sofa. You go down first and I'll pull you up from above."

Qi Jing looked down and saw Zhang He and Qian groping around on the wall, because he felt that a room could not be so empty.

In fact, his idea was correct. The room was indeed not empty, because from the moment they fell, the room was no longer empty.

Qi Jing descended the rope little by little. When his feet touched the ground, he looked up at Shu Yan.

Facing the light, he couldn't see Shu Yan's expression, he could only hear him talking.

"Ajing, step aside."