Obviously it was the manager of the dessert shop who made the first move

The sound of "dong dong dong" knocking on the wooden board came, Lin Weiwei widened his eyes and patted the door. If he was locked here, he would not be able to get out for a while: "Let us go out, there is no contact at all, my friend will come."

"You also have a criminal record before, so it's easy to check." Ji Mingyou reminded with cold eyes, seeing that he couldn't stop it.

"So what, you should take care of yourself first." Qi Jinming shrugged his shoulders disapprovingly, smashed all the nails in, and said provocatively, "Lonely men and widows live in the same room, and it is Ji Mingyou who caused you to be imprisoned stand up."

"Aren't you afraid in this small dark room?"

He smiled mockingly and swaggered towards the corridor.

Hearing the sound of footsteps fading away, Lin Weiwei panicked and pressed his ear to the door: "Don't go, let us out."

The sound spread, but it couldn't stir up any waves, and the silence was terrifying.

"Stop shouting, you will have a sore throat." Ji Mingyou took out his mobile phone, but seeing that there was no signal, he couldn't help frowning, and reminded him softly.

I'm afraid no one will come to the thirteenth floor in a short time.

Lin Weiwei found the fast wooden board in a lonely way, sat down by the door, and tried his best to toss: "I shouldn't chase after you, you are also locked up, this is difficult."

She also realized that something was wrong, but she was so angry that she didn't have time to think too much.

The light was blocked, and she couldn't see her fingers. She couldn't help curling up, and said anxiously: "It's too dark here."

She is afraid of the dark, especially in such a closed room, and may not even be able to get out.

Ji Mingyou noticed her abnormality, sat next to Lin Weiwei, and illuminated the surroundings with his mobile phone.

The yellowed wall coverings are all falling off, and some old sundries are piled up here. Under the illumination of the lights, you can see the floating dust clearly. This place is too dirty.

He put his hands on Lin Weiwei's shoulders, the roots of his ears were dyed pink, and silently drew closer, and said softly: "This place is very big, but there are only a few debris, don't be afraid."

Lin Weiwei opened his eyes wide, remembering that sentence, lonely men and widows should pay attention to the distance, squinting at the hand on the shoulder.

"I'm much better now." She pursed her cherry lips tightly and took Ji Mingyou's hand off.

Ji Mingyou saw it all, and withdrew his hand, his eyes flashed disappointment, seeing that the battery of the phone was extremely low, and the only light in the room disappeared.

The surroundings turned gray again, the black magnified the senses, Lin Weiwei's body tensed up, regretting his estrangement.

Maybe Ji Mingyou was just worried about her, and he was worrying too much.

She shook her head, unable to be persuaded by Qi Jinming's words, and planned to try other methods, she turned her head: "We can't just sit around and see if there are any tools nearby."

She could feel Ji Mingyou's breath and the faint smell of mint on her body, which made her feel comfortable.

"How?" She smiled frankly, no longer maliciously speculating.

If it was bright at this time, she would definitely be surprised by the unnatural blush on Ji Mingyou's face.

"There's still a little battery, it's fine." Ji Mingyou coughed lightly, then turned his head immediately, his voice magnetic.

Lin Weiwei nodded. He had nothing to do, but he noticed the neglected details: "Ji Mingyou, your voice is very nice, deep and sexy."

Ji Mingyou was startled, cleared his throat awkwardly, and said in a low voice, "Let's find tools first."

Relying on a little light, the two rummaged through it. Lin Weiwei covered his mouth and nose, coughed, and walked over holding his breath: "It's too dirty and messy here, so I can't find it at all."

"Let me come, find something light and usable."

Ji Mingyou's brows were tightly furrowed, and he, who was always obsessed with cleanliness, rolled up his sleeves and found a relatively hard piece of iron: "This may be able to pry open the door."

His face was stern, and impatience flashed in his dark eyes, he didn't want to stay in this kind of place for a moment.

"Let me do it." Lin Weiwei took out a tissue from his bag and handed it over. He volunteered to pry open the door with the iron sheet, and the muscles on his arms tensed up. challenge me."

Her anger turned into strength, and with a "snap", the iron sheet was snapped off, and the sharp corner penetrated into the wall.

As time passed, the two sat on the wooden board, Lin Weiwei rubbed his stomach, and "Gu Gu" protested: "The door cannot be pried open, we can't sit and wait for death."

She leaned on Ji Mingyou's shoulder naturally, and said weakly: "If it weren't for the sentence written by Qi Jinming, I wouldn't have chased him."

"What are you talking about?" Ji Mingyou straightened up without moving, the corners of his mouth curled up.

"Qi Lin was instigated, and there is a benefactor behind him."

"I know, let's find another way." Ji Mingyou's eyes flashed, and he stood up. Seeing a wooden box that was particularly conspicuous, he pushed hard.

His bushy eyebrows were furrowed, and he pushed the wall casually, and a crisp voice came that something was wrong with the wall: "Come and have a look."

Lin Weiwei looked at it with a complicated expression, he had an answer in his heart, and lowered his head guiltily.

She walked over, patted it lightly, and the thin wall made a "boom", her eyes widened immediately: "This wall is fake."

"Yes, it seems to be made of wood or something." Ji Mingyou pressed it hard, really planning to find a tool to break it open.

Lin Weiwei took a few steps back and kicked it up, only to hear a "click", cracks appeared on the fake wall, and said happily: "It can be opened."

With hope in her eyes, she stepped down a few times in a row, and a big hole was broken in the wall, and sawdust fell down one after another.

"It's done, we're finally going to escape." Lin Weiwei clapped his hands, completely ignoring the pain in his feet, and looked inside.

Ji Mingyou put down the heavy object in his hands, looked at her feet worriedly, and said after pondering: "No need, are your feet okay?"

After hearing this, Lin Weiwei was stunned, his face turned pale, the pain came from the soles of his feet, he supported him, shook his legs and said, "Don't tell me about my feet, it hurts so much."

Her face was wrinkled, and she gasped, unable to move for a while.

"It seems to be red and swollen." Ji Mingyou looked at it, thought for a while, bent down and picked Lin Weiwei up, and strode through the kicked hole.

Lin Weiwei waved his hands and wanted to jump off: "I can walk by myself, so I'd better be careful."

The two stepped into a dark room, and it was difficult to get a foothold. Ji Mingyou tightened his hands, and denied in a cold voice: "I don't want to have more troubles behind me, don't be strong."

After that, he lowered his eyes slightly, paid attention to the soles of his feet, spotted the sensor light outside, and walked out along it.

As soon as he reached the door, there was a sound of footsteps, the beam of the flashlight shone over, and he hissed: "Wait."

Lin Weiwei stopped struggling and grabbed his sleeves with both hands. Who would come here?
With a smug smile on Qi Jinming's face, he waved the three keys in his hand, and was about to check the two people who were locked.

He kicked the door and let the two of them hang out for a while. It's time to give in and talk about conditions: "How are you getting along? Do you regret it?"

The response was a dead silence, and the dark environment was surprisingly weird.