Lei Ting carried An Ning across the corridor. An Ning saw that there were no mirrors in front of her and wanted Lei Ting to put her down.
An Ning: "Thunder, put me down."
An Yang: "Put my sister down, you scared her."
An Yang helped An Ning down, glared at Lei Ting, who stood behind An Ning with his lips pursed. Allen and Liao Qian caught up, and the door in front opened to reveal Allen's studio.
Allen: "Is Mr. Thunder an athlete? He walks so fast..."
Thunder: "No, hurry up and open the door to design clothes, we still need to go eat!"
Allen: "Okay, we're on the top floor now. I like the feeling of being high up."
As soon as the door opened, a clean and quiet large room came into view. The most eye-catching feature was the large, white, and soft sofa. There were several fitting rooms with curtains, and the rest of the room was filled with fabric and clothes on mannequins. The room was piled with fabric, but it was so neat and quiet that no one dared to step inside.
Anyang: "It's so quiet in here, I feel like I can hear my own heartbeat."
Allen: "I really enjoy being alone here; the quiet environment helps me calm my restless mind."
Liao Qian: "Where were you going? You almost bumped into Anning."
Allen: "I'm not feeling well, so I'm thinking of going for a walk outside..."
Thunder: "This... what you're saying is contradictory!"
Liao Qian: "Quiet down, you're making such a loud noise and scaring people."
Allen: "OK, everyone please sit on the sofa. Miss Anning, please stand here. S."
At Allen's command, the lights in his studio went out instantly, leaving only a beam of light shining on Anning. Anning felt as if she were standing in the light, surrounded by darkness that seemed to swallow her whole. Before the others could react, Allen was admiring Anning as if she were a work of art.
Allen: "It's so beautiful, it's a work of art."
Thunder: "Why is it so dark?"
Liao Qian: "This is my first time visiting your studio. What's going on here?"
Allen: "Don't speak, just watch quietly and appreciate it quietly."
Thunder: "What are you doing! Anning, come here."
Allen: "Don't move. Don't go to that person who doesn't appreciate it. Just stand here, just stand here."
Anning was captivated by Allen's words and didn't move. She couldn't move at all because it was pitch black all around her. She couldn't see where Thunder and the others were. She could only feel Allen speaking in her ear. In fact, Allen was sitting in his office chair and speaking, but the room was very quiet, which gave Anning an illusion.
Allen: "Ms. Anning, please slowly open your eyes."
Anning opened her eyes and found a mirror in front of her, reflecting her entire body. Why was Anning so naked in the mirror, as if she weren't wearing any clothes? Anning couldn't help but wonder.
An Ning: "Is this me?"
Allen: "Of course, beautiful lady, your lines, your silhouette, are the perfection I've always strived for. Now, please take off your clothes and let me see your complete skeleton..."
An Ning: "Take off my clothes? No, that won't do..."
Thunder: "Take off your clothes? Anning, come over here..."
Anyang: "Sister, come here quickly."
Liao Qian: "Allen, what are you doing? Why are you taking your clothes off?"
Allen: "That's the most important thing. Only with beauty without any embellishment can I perform at my best."
Thunder: "You pervert, Anning, come here right now."
Anyang: "Oh dear, what made me trip and fall? Sis, come here."
An Yang wanted to go to An Ning's place, but he tripped over the sofa. The sofa was surprisingly soft, and An Yang couldn't stand up.
An Yang: "Holy crap, there's a ghost! I can't stand up! You guys need to hurry and save my sister!"
Thunder: "Peace."
Thunder shouted and ran towards the beam of light that was Anning. Startled, Anning ran towards Thunder's voice and escaped the beam of light. Thunder and Anning, with tears in their eyes, quickly disappeared into the darkness. Liao Qian didn't see where Anning ran either. Thunder was about to grab Anning but missed and fell into darkness. Thunder frantically grabbed at her, while Liao Qian called out to them from the side. Now they were each in their own darkness, and no one could see anyone else. This was the first time Allen had encountered a customer who was unwilling to cooperate with him.
Allen: "Ms. Anning, please return to the light... S, quickly turn on the light... S."
S: "Sir, the light button isn't working. It's broken. I'm fixing it."
Allen: "Damn it... Liao Qian, don't move, wait for the lights to come on."
Liao Qian: "What are you doing! Do you expect your customers to take their clothes off before you'll design for them?!"
Allen: "Of course, that's the only way to make it perfect."
Liao Qian: "You... Oh dear, Anning, Anning, where are you..."
It was pitch black. The lighting in Allen's room was specially designed; he wasn't satisfied with the initial darkness and had spent a lot of money to create a completely dark environment. Previously, every customer had raved about Allen's designs and followed his every word. He didn't know what was wrong today; perhaps he had been too impatient, and it had backfired. Thunder closed his eyes in the darkness. He was also afraid of the dark, and this was the first time he'd ever seen such a dark environment. Even though he was afraid, he had to find Anning, because he knew Anning was also afraid of the dark. Thunder groped around, but there was no warmth ahead. Where was his Anning?
Lei Ting: "An Ning, An Ning...you guys stop talking and find An Ning. An Ning, can you hear me? Talk to me."
Anning was afraid of the dark, a fear she'd had since childhood. This was the first time she'd been to such a dark environment, and running into the shadows only made her crouch down, hugging herself tightly, muttering words of fear. A thunderous sound rang in her ears, and a voice in her head told her, "Don't answer, don't answer." Anning covered her ears tightly. How awkward! What was happening to her?!
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