"Yes, Uncle Chen!" Sima Ming felt that he seemed to have returned to work again. It was like walking into a time tunnel. On the first night of work, he remembered that Uncle Chen talked to him in this way.
The elevator door automatically opened and Sima Ming walked into the elevator after his explanation. For some reason, he discovered that Uncle Chen's face had become very confused. He could not see Uncle Chen's face clearly.
The door of the elevator closed, and it rose in the darkness. ascended... Sima Ming felt the sky and earth were spinning around him again. The walls of the elevator around him became confused again. It was unclear. It seemed that the surroundings were spinning, spinning. There seemed to be a lot of voices around, voices...
Then everything was a blur again, a white
