[Volume 1] Chapter 890: A Chinese Ghost Story shameless h version 7

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I was still thinking wildly when the elevator suddenly started to rise. I felt sick in my chest - I am not in particularly good health. I don't know whether it is high blood pressure or low blood pressure. Anyway, I feel dizzy and nauseous when I take the elevator or swing.

.I quickly pressed my hand on my heart and took two deep breaths.

, I felt a little more comfortable. I pressed my back against the wall of the elevator and stared closely at the indicator lights - although staring will not make the elevator faster, this is the habit of most people when taking the elevator.

Right? 2, 3, 4, 5...the indicator lights come on and off one after another...

The elevator kept moving upwards quickly, and no one on the middle floor got on the elevator. It was good. I was secretly happy - it was so comfortable not to have to stop and walk!

6, 7..., I saw that I was about to reach the eighth floor, so I immediately took two steps forward, facing the elevator door, ready to step out as soon as the elevator door opened. This elevator is easier than any elevator I have ever taken.

I felt uncomfortable - it was too dark and depressing, and there was an elevator lady who lowered her head and said nothing. Ding dong - the sound of the elevator arriving at the station. I reflexively raised my legs to move forward...

However, the elevator door didn't open, it didn't even slow down, and it continued to rise rapidly! I already had a forward inertia, and couldn't stop suddenly, so I fell over facing the elevator door. Fortunately, I held my hand quickly, otherwise my whole face

They all hit the door. My anger surged up, I turned around and shouted to the elevator lady: Oh——, I originally wanted to shout, Oh, why did you open the elevator?

But, I only yelled the word "alas" halfway before it got stuck in my throat - I saw the elevator lady had raised her head, or was slowly raising her head. From behind, I saw her shawl black hair, and

Yes, what is reflected in the frosted glass opposite is also a head of shawl black hair...

The hair all over my body suddenly stood up. I took two steps back and hit the elevator board with a clang. In just a moment, the elevator drove directly to the top 12th floor. Click, time and the elevator came together.

They all stopped, I was so scared that I was shaking like chaff. I was staring at the elevator lady with one eye and the other at the elevator door, shouting in my heart: Open the door quickly, open the door quickly...
Chapter completed!