Xu Nian lived in the Silent Hotel for seven years.
In this building governed by strange rules, residents died one after another, and strange ones wandered around. While others lived in fear, he lived his life like an assembly line - plucking wool.
Rule fragments? Pull out.
Special ability? Pull out.
Life-saving tool? Pull out.
Everything can be harvested, even if it is weird, you have to leave two pounds of wool before leaving.
Until one day, he met the woman on the seventh floor.
She stood by the window, motionless, as cold as an iceberg. People in the building said that she had been waiting there for a hundred years, waiting for someone.
Xu Nian asked: "Are you waiting?"
She said: "Forgot."
Later he realized that she was not waiting for someone.
She was waiting for someone who could break the cycle.
After waiting for a hundred years, a thorn came up every day to pick out the wool.
"Are you here to mess with me too?" She asked.
Xu Nian thought for a while: "No, I'm here to make you happy."
