Chapter 90: Elevator failure

She looked up at the rising red light. On the 15th floor, it's almost on the 15th floor.

And she didn't even dare to look at the man's side, but just grabbed her hair unconsciously, trying to block her half of her face with her hair.

Until the elevator reached the thirteenth floor, suddenly, the elevator suddenly flickered, and then the whole light was dimmed.

The elevator broke down.

Yan Huan stood in the dark for a long time.

With a bang, all the food in her hand fell to the ground, like someone caught her neck with both hands, and her heart was beating violently.

"Plop, plop..."

Her breathing became more and more rapid and tighter.

And she grasped her hair hard, her feet were soft, and she fell into the elevator.

She is afraid of black.

She was afraid that the knife that didn’t know where it came from, went in from her back bucket, cruel and cruel, and brought out her flesh and blood, gave her pain and fear, and finally her death .

Her body was trembling, shrinking, and finally convulsing. There was less and less air in her lungs, and she didn't know how much hair she had ripped off, and it was everywhere.

Just as she was almost collapsed by fear, a bright light suddenly appeared in front of her eyes.

"Are you okay?" A cold and thick voice rang in her ears, in the mist, seemed to bring some shimmer to her dark world, and it was placed on the ground. Blue rays. Illuminated this closed small space at this time.

Yan Huan bit her lip tightly and didn’t know if she bit out her blood. She wanted to wake herself up and told herself that this was not the last life, no one hurt her, and no one would kill her.

But the memories left over from the last life have been corroding her body, memory, and reason.

She was afraid of such a closed space, and she was afraid that someone would come with a knife from the bucket behind her. She was afraid of the pain of tearing the skin and flesh, and of the bloodshed.

"Don't be afraid, it's okay." The man's voice was still pure like a century-old liquor, and at this time, a hand was placed on top of her head, pulling away her hands that were holding her hair desperately.

"Well, I'm not afraid, it's just that there is a problem with the elevator. It will be fine after a while," the man's voice continued. A big warm hand patted her shoulder, and he finally thought about it and stretched out. With his own hands, he held this woman shaking like a fallen leaf in his arms.

And his eyes stopped on his own mobile phone, with his excellent vision, it can be seen. At this time, the mobile phone has no signal, so he can only wait.

It’s just that he narrowed his eyes slightly, and didn’t know when anyone would find out that there was a problem with the elevator, and there were not too many people living in this community. Otherwise, he couldn’t decide to live here just because Quiet, but quiet and quiet, if you encounter some things, it may be that every day should not be called, and the ground is not spiritual, just like now.

He didn't care, even if he stayed for a day, it wouldn't matter, but this strange woman, she seemed very wrong, and she should be very claustrophobic.