"Here is the key. If you want to use this office, you can do whatever you want."
Long Yingying smiled and threw the key to me, then put on a yellow skirt, put her messy hair up again, and then left slowly. It was already off work outside, and there was no one else.
There were palm prints on the floor-to-ceiling windows, and the desk was messy and even a little wet with water stains.
After Long Yingying left, my legs couldn't stand up and were a little weak, so I had no choice but to take a nap, otherwise I would be so tired that I would panic.
This stinky bitch is so fierce. I thought I could give her a good beating. She has helped me so much that I can't justify not showing her favor, but I didn't expect that I would be dealt a severe beating by her.
A cow wants to plow a field, which is really wishful thinking, and its naivety makes people feel distressed.
When I woke up, it was already dark outside. I sat up all of a sudden, and my heart skipped a beat. I seemed to have completely forgotten about the other people.
At this time, the previous sentence suddenly kept echoing in my mind: I am very fast! Wait for me!
Come on, this is just one day, one day, and then it gets dark.
I quickly put on my shoes and ran out. While running, I looked at the time. It was already past eleven o'clock in the evening. I had a really dark sleep this time.
There were only a few lights on in this building. It must have been the last stubbornness of the overtime dog. When I went out, everyone was gone. I don’t know where they went.
I quickly took out my cell phone and dialed Fang Ting's number. Fortunately, she answered.
"Where are you? Where are you? I was drunk with Long Yingying just now, and I just woke up now. Where are you?"
I was a little embarrassed and told a little lie. After all, how can I say this directly?
"Go to the rooftop! We are all there."
Fang Ting's words made me feel relieved, but I still asked, "What are you doing on the rooftop?"
"You can talk about it when you come up. We can't explain clearly on the phone." Fang Ting said and hung up the phone.
Now here is the 50th floor, and this building has 80 floors. I have to take another elevator to go up, and I have to go to the 30th floor elevator.
What are these guys doing on the rooftop? Looking at the scenery? But for such a tall building, the night view should be beautiful.
The elevator went up, and then made a weird rumbling sound. Suddenly, something seemed to drip from the elevator, and then fell on my face.
I wiped it and looked down and saw that it was blood, and it smelled extremely fishy!
I was shocked, and I quickly looked up, and I was shocked to find a headless woman hanging upside down above the elevator, her feet shaking constantly, and blood slowly dripping down. It was extremely scary.
Female corpse? And it’s a headless female corpse! Who killed her in the elevator?
The elevator is a small space. Once someone dies in vain, the resentment cannot be dissipated. The evil spirit will remain in the elevator forever and may cause trouble or kill people. This is why many people imagine the elevator as a transportation to hell.
The tool, firstly, is unique in that it makes people easily think about it. After all, taking the elevator alone late at night can easily lead to random thoughts. Secondly, people who die in the elevator are prone to being haunted.
I was about to extricate the female body when suddenly the elevator made a loud noise and then stopped. In the blink of an eye, the female body was gone, and the blood that had been dripping turned into water. Everything just seemed like an illusion.
What's going on? Am I too tired? That's why I'm hallucinating?
No, there's something weird! There's definitely something weird about this elevator!
The elevator door opened, and a thirty-year-old woman in red pulled a five-year-old girl into the elevator. The little girl was holding a doll in her hand. When she saw me, she smiled and then lowered her head to play with the doll in her hand.
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There is nothing unusual about the little girl, except that the woman in red is a little weird. Why is she wearing red at night? Is she deliberately scary? And her face is a little pale. Although she is holding the little girl's hand, she doesn't even look at her.
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She didn't press the floor number. She just stood there and didn't speak. She was like a dead person. The little girl was playing with the doll in her hand. The doll seemed to be smiling, and the grinning lips on both sides looked extremely weird.
"Which floor do you want to go to? Can I press the button for you?"
Out of politeness, I still asked, but the woman tilted her head stiffly, then looked at me sinisterly, and said faintly: "I'll go to the rooftop!"
The words of the woman in red made me frown. Wearing red and taking a child to the rooftop so late? And it’s the rooftop on the 80th floor. This is no joke.
I didn't speak anymore, and neither did the woman in red. The elevator was very quiet, and only the noise from the elevator itself was a little unsettling.
The elevator went up floor by floor, and it had already reached the seventieth floor. But for some reason, it seemed to slow down suddenly. I even felt that I was standing still, but the number still lit up every once in a while.
Not long after, the last number came on, the eightieth floor, the elevator stopped, there was a ding-dong sound, and the elevator door slowly opened.
The woman in red walked out first, but strangely, she didn't care about the little girl and got out of the elevator by herself.
"Hey, you don't want your child?" I shouted subconsciously.
The woman in red looked back at me, with confusion and confusion on her face: "Child? Where did the child come from? Is there anyone else in this elevator?"
What?
I looked down and saw that the little girl was still playing with the doll, having a great time. She didn't seem to know that the elevator had arrived, let alone that her mother had left.
No, there is obviously a child here, why is she...
"She, isn't she?" I said, pointing to the little girl.
The woman in red looked in the direction of my finger, her face suddenly full of panic, and then she seemed to run away. When I chased her out of the elevator, the woman in red had disappeared, and she disappeared very quickly.
At this time, the little girl suddenly raised her head and asked me strangely: "Brother, we haven't arrived at the 80th floor yet. What are you doing out there?"
"You...just...that...your mother left, why don't you leave?" I asked, while looking up at the number of floors, I found that it was indeed not the eightieth floor, but the seventy-fourth floor.
July 4th? It’s death!
"Mom? I came in alone! There was no one else!"
The little girl looked at me with confusion on her face, her expression was very strange.
"Are you alone? You, a little girl, go out and take an elevator so high by yourself so late?" I looked at her suspiciously. Now it was interesting. The woman in red and the little girl obviously came in together, but they seemed to be watching.
We don’t see each other, what’s going on?
"What's the point? In addition to offices, this building also houses homes. My home is on the 80th floor. I grew up here and often take the elevator by myself. Is there any problem?"
The little girl said naughtily and raised the doll in her hand.
In this way, is one of them a ghost? But although they are weird, they don't have any yin energy in them. They are just living people, not ghosts at all.
I want to see what's going on?
"Yin and Yang eyes, open!"
Chapter completed!