"You were going to find a rope to go down, but then you found that there was no rope in this room, so you planned to tear the sheets into strips and tie them into ropes, right?" Yan Nian asked next.

Sang Qiqi looked up at Yan Nian: "Yes, you are so smart."

Yan Nian smiled slightly and said: "It's not me who is smart, it's you who are smart."

"Come here, help me, tie up all these strips of cloth." Sang Qiqi gestured to the strips of cloth at his feet.

Yan Nian walked over and saw that there was already a pile of strips of cloth at Sang Qiqi's feet, so he rolled up his sleeves and carefully tied all the strips into a knot, and then pulled hard on both sides to see if the knot could be pulled open.

If it loosens a little bit, Yan Nian will untie it and tie it up again.

But after a while, a long rope was made, and Sang Qiqi's hands no longer had the strength to tear the cloth apart. I guess the last sound she wanted to hear in her future life was the sound of cloth being torn apart.

Yan Nian looked at the somewhat limp Sang Qiqi lying on the table.

So I picked up the rope and walked to the bedside and carefully put the rope down. It happened to be that the design of this building is that the first floor windows are here, the second floor is in the front, and this floor is in the back, so there is no need to worry at all.

Those who live on the second floor will see it, and there must be no one in the lobby on the first floor now.

The rope slid down bit by bit, but there was still a certain distance from the ground. After all, there were only so many sheets. Yan Nian looked at the remaining sheets in his hand and then looked at the distance outside the window. He frowned. Sang Qiqi saw

Yan Nian stared at the window motionless, then stood up and walked over.

"What's wrong?" Sang Qiqi asked.

Yan Nian brought up the rope in his hand: "The rope is not long enough. It can only reach a little below the second floor, and it's not even close."

Sang Qiqi also frowned when he heard this: "What should I do? There are no sheets anymore. How about you take my clothes." After saying that, he was about to take off his coat.

Yan Nian stretched out his hand to stop him: "Wait a minute, even if you want to use my coat, you are a girl, how can I let you do this." As he said this, he stretched out his hand to straighten Sang Qiqi's clothes.

Sang Qiqi blushed and turned her head away. Then she saw the bed curtain, and her eyes lit up: "We can use the bed curtain, look at it, Yan Nian." She pointed to the white bed curtain.

Yan Nian also frowned, nodded, and then pulled down the bed curtain. When Sang Qiqi brought the scissors to cut, Yan Nian could see that Sang Qiqi was still exhausted, so he took the scissors.

Scissors: "No need to cut. You can see that the length should be almost just right."

After saying that, Yan Nian put the scissors on the table, then tied the corner of the bed tent with the rope, and stretched it several times before he felt relieved. At this time, Sang Qiqi suddenly thought of a question, so he pulled it

Pulling Yan Nian's clothes: "Where should I tie the rope?"

Yan Nian thought about this problem, then looked around, then removed the pieces of wood supporting the bed tent, and then measured the length of the window with the piece of wood and found that it could be stuck on the window, so he used

Four pieces of wood were tied to the other end of the rope, trapping it firmly.

After doing all this, Yan Nian and Sang Qiqi looked at each other and nodded. Then Yan Nian threw all the ropes down just enough to reach the bottom. Yan Nian looked at them and said, "I'll go down and take a look first."
Chapter completed!