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Looking at the size of the shadow, if it had been drawn to scale, then the thing below was ten times as big as the house.

I roughly estimated that the area could be as big as twenty thousand square meters. A construction unit was usually scaled to fit several warehouses or ten small filming studios, so what was this?

I sat on the chair in front of the piano, while Xiao Hua leaned against the piano and stared at the huge black shadow on the white cloth.

It had to be either a cave, a huge stone, or an underground building with a particularly strange shape.

I knew there were cases where buildings could be inverted underground, and the relationship between the one above and the one below was like the reflection on a lake’s surface. They were called “mirror palaces”, and were considered a special system in ancient Chinese architecture. The old-fashioned term was “reverse feng shui”. What was arranged aboveground was also arranged underground.

I thought for a long time, but I started to get confused. In the old “Classic of Mountain and Sea” legends, there was a kind of turtle that lived underground. People would build houses on them, and they only moved a little bit every ten years.

But this was an old housing block in Tianjin city, with a bustling stream of people. Although the design of the courtyard and fence outside had achieved the effect of quieting the hustle and bustle outside, it was still a bit of a joke to say it was the habitat of a “mythological beast”. Besides, it took ten years to move a single millimeter. If the government decided to dig the subway here, it wouldn’t even have the chance to escape.

If it was a cave, then the ground would resonate when it thundered. That was how a lot of grave robbers found many of the huge, cavity-shaped emperors’ tombs.

Moreover, it must have been difficult for the house to be sitting on such a big hole in the ground.

I was leaning toward there being a huge building below, but after looking at the edges of the shadow, I felt that it was indescribably strange. What the hell was it?

“Since the piano appeared in this room, do you think the entrance to that shaded area is in this room?” Xiao Hua moved away from the piano and shook his hands and feet. His joints were so loose that the movements looked freaky.

I saw his relaxed appearance, and knew that he wouldn’t indulge in it. To him, this thing in front of him may just be a way to kill some time.

He was the worst kind of opponent for Seven Fingers. If Xiao Hua was the only one here, then he probably would have just ignored what happened, moved the goods, and then left, leaving the mysterious man secretly staring at us, all lonely and bereft.

But I was obviously a little intrigued. This kind of puzzle and atmosphere had always fascinated me. Xiao Hua looked at me, neither showing approval nor rejection. He obviously wanted me to voice my desire.

Maybe he was even a little envious of my desire. He once told me that because of his personality, he could no longer be as passionate about things as I was.

At this time, I noticed that the black T-shirt he was wearing was covered in dust. I narrowed my eyes and told him to stop moving.

The dust that had been on the piano just now was currently stuck to the back of his T-shirt in what appeared to be patterned lines. But the lines were incomplete.

Xiao Hua looked into my eyes and knew that something was printed on his back, so he carefully took off his T-shirt. The words “twenty-three” had been spelled out on Xiao Hua’s back. I took the shirt over to the piano where Xiao Hua had been leaning just now and pressed it against the dust, as if I were doing rubbings. I could make out a few more words: Seventeen minutes.

Twenty-three seventeen… it was a time.

I looked at my phone, and saw that we had about seven and a half hours.

Xiao Hua continued to press his shirt against the piano, but found that the dust in all the reliable parts had been smeared. All he could make out was “twenty seventeen”.

“There’s no place to sit in this room, and there’s no wall to lean against if people have been standing for a long time. That’s why this piano was placed here. He planned it this way. And he knew someone would definitely sit on this stool.” Xiao Hua said, suddenly looking at my ass.

I immediately stuck my ass out and asked, “Is there anything printed on it?”

“Don’t move.” From between my legs, I could see Xiao Hua’s face change.

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(/^▽^)/ These two were made for each other lol. Sorry, my fujoshi heart is acting up (＾▽＾) I’m still enjoying the fact that Su Wan and Black Glasses spent the New Years together… alone ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°). If you haven’t already seen them (I posted them while I was working today *shhhhhhhh, don’t tell anyone*), Tiffany’s extras are here:

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