human suffering

Chapter 5 Is 3 seconds long?

Cai Gen was afraid of waking up the little sister at the reception desk, so he shouted as quietly as possible,

"Big brother, big brother, wake up, wake up."

The security guard was still very conscientious, Cai Gen's cry interrupted his snoring, and he opened his eyes and got up.

Cai Gen saw that the security guard was awake, and quickly explained his purpose,

"Brother, I can't get on the elevator without a jam. I'm delivering takeout."

When the security guard heard Cai Gen's words, he got up halfway and lay down again.

"Deliver takeout, take the stairs."

Do you have to take the stairs to deliver food?Cai Gen still wants to work hard.

"Brother, do me a favor, I'm a guest on the 8th floor. If you're tired, press the elevator for me. I'll just go up and go down by myself."

The security guard got impatient, turned over, turned his face to the back of the sofa, and plunged his head into the soft gap of the sofa, like an ostrich avoiding harassment, humming and chirping,

"Is the 8th floor very high? Love to climb or not."

Cai Gen looked at the indifferent back of the security guard, obviously unwilling to pay attention to himself, and a wave of anger rose from his heart.

Then, silently walked towards the door of the stairwell.

Cai Gen came to the door of the stairwell, and through the small window on the door, he saw that it was dark inside.

This is the second time today that Cai Gen is faced with such a choice, a dark corridor, 8th floor, climbing stairs, 8th floor.

When I came out just now, I was very confused. I forgot to take a flashlight. I pushed open the door and it was really dark inside. Only the sign for the safety exit by the stairs glowed a fluorescent green light.

This dark green color makes the stairwell even more terrifying.

Cai Gen wanted to close the door and went back by bicycle.

Forget it, don't send it, just leave a bad review. Which takeaway doesn't have a bad review.

No, two meals, 30 yuan, that's 30 yuan, go back and eat by yourself?

I took out my mobile phone, turned on my flashlight, and the pale flashlight illuminated the corridor pale, but it covered the pale green, and it was much better.

Put down the takeout bag, take out a cigarette, take out the lighter, and set it on fire.

Just when I was about to light a cigarette, a bright light appeared in front of me. It turned out that there was a voice-activated light. I put away my mobile phone, and my heart was ecstatic.

But happy, it took only 3 seconds, the light went out, and Cai Gen was still in a daze with the lit lighter.

Can a 3-second voice-activated light take 4 steps or 5 steps?

Forget it, put the cigarette in your ear, put away the lighter, pick up the takeout bag, and start coughing.

Run two steps, cough, and climb upstairs as quickly as possible.

Before Cai Gen returned to his hometown to open a shop, he worked in a big city for more than 3 years and has been running business all over the country.

At that time, I lived in hotels every day, 3-star, fast, chain, local, small hotels, and lived in many kinds.

However, this was the first time I walked through the fire exit of the hotel. In addition to the green safety exit sign, there were emergency lights. There was even a mousetrap every two floors, which might contain rat poison.

When he saw the second mousetrap, Cai Gen couldn't crawl.

Sore throat and a little hypoxia due to continuous coughing, grabbed the handrail of the stairs and stopped to catch a breath.

Looking at the mousetrap more than ten steps away from him, there are two more, and it's there.

The voice control light went out, and before it went out, I saw a black shadow next to the mousetrap, charred, charred.

Cai Gen thought he was dazzled, so he quickly coughed and the light came on.

The black shadow is still there, but come down the stairs.

After 3 seconds, 4 steps, the light went out again.

Cai Gen's scalp was numb, and he didn't dare to move, praying that he was coughing again because of hallucinations caused by hypoxia.

The shadow changed positions, perhaps without stopping in the dark, and descended halfway down the stairs.

With the light on, he continued to descend the stairs, and for 3 seconds, he went down 4 steps.

There were only four steps away from Cai Gen, and the lights went out again.

Sweat flowed from his forehead and into his eyes, Cai Gen did not dare to move or wipe.

He knew that if he coughed again, the shadow would come to him.

But Cai Gen couldn't help it and coughed.

The voice-activated light came on again.

Although the sweat in his eyes hurts a lot, Cai Gen squinted and watched carefully, there was no dark shadow in front of him.

hallucinations?It must be an illusion. If the shadow goes straight downstairs, he is on the only path that the shadow must pass.

He was not in front of him, and he concluded that it was an illusion, and he relaxed a little.

Cai Gen unconsciously glanced to the side.

what,

The black shadow is actually beside him!

He, he, actually avoided himself and continued to walk downstairs.

The slightly twisted neck stiffened, and it took more than ten seconds for Cai Gen to straighten his head.

The back and armpits felt water flowing, it was sweat, and when it flowed to the waist, it was cold again.

Cai Gen no longer coughed, and quickly climbed upstairs without stopping.

When I saw the fourth mousetrap, I finally saw the blood-red 4 under the green light.

Cai Gen felt that his sweat had penetrated through his underwear and was rubbing against the down jacket.

Wiping the sweat from his forehead, he pushed open the door of the stairwell and entered the corridor of the hotel.

The corridor is covered with carpet, the red carpet with patterns is very soft, it is very comfortable to step on, and there is no sound.

Cai Gen began to look for room 8804, trying not to think about what happened just now, and delivered the meal first.

Finally, at the end of the corridor, I found the house number 8804. On the door handle, there was a do not disturb sign.

Cai Gen was tortured by the fear just now, and his heart was haggard, and he rang the doorbell regardless.

"Ding Dong",

The room was silent, and of course there was no sound of footsteps coming to open the door.

Cai Gen knew that this was annoying, but he mustered up his courage and rang the doorbell again.

"Ding Dong"

This time, it was heard from the room, a careful test,

"Who?"

"Hello, takeaway."

Cai Gen replied in a polite tone as possible.

There was obviously a sense of relief, and there were scoldings of complaining,

"Minato, I thought you weren't coming today, I'm starving, wait."

20 seconds later, the door opened a crack, and a strong man half a head taller than Cai Gen appeared at the door.

Cai Gen saw through the crack of the door that the strong man was in his 40s, with a bald head, a face full of flesh, and a gold chain as thick as a little finger on his neck.

Cai Gen quickly squatted down and took the rice out of the takeout bag, which was still hot.

Stand up and hand it to the strong man,

"I'm sorry, I've delayed your meal, the elevator won't let you sit, I'll climb the stairs"

Before Cai Gen could finish speaking, he was brutally interrupted by the strong man.

"Stop the ink, how much is it?"

"Three dollars."

The strong man took the meal and said something

"Wait."

Then closed the door again.

With a rustling sound, the door was opened again, and the strong man handed out a 100.

Cai Gen took it and started looking for money from the bag. Just after taking out 70 yuan, sweet and greasy words came from the room,

"Boss, he didn't take beer."

　Clear sky and bright moon, where can't you fly?And moths cast candles alone; what can't you drink from the green fruit of the clear spring?And the owl is partial to carrion rats.Alas!How many people are there in the world who are not moths and owls?Quoted from "Cai Root Tan"

　　

　

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