C2

As soon as Xia Qingxin walked out of the bathroom, she saw a group of gangster-dressed men in full fury. She shivered and quickly hid back in the corner and waited for them to leave before coming out.

At this moment, Xia Qingxin felt as though she had just survived a calamity. How dangerous! She was powerless, what if she fell prey to the calamity?

He carefully stepped forward, placed both hands on his chest, and patted his chest time and time again to ease the rapid heartbeat caused by his earlier nervousness.

After entering the elevator, he pressed the button for the 22nd floor. At the moment when the elevator door slowly closed, a bloody hand was placed horizontally in the middle of the elevator door.

Then a man squeezed into the elevator.

"Ah!" When Xia Qingxin saw the person who had suddenly appeared in the elevator, she couldn't help but take a few steps back. The main reason was that a large amount of blood had flowed out from the wound on his arm, shocking her.

The man slightly lowered his head, making it difficult to see his face. His suit was in tatters, but it did not affect his natural aura. Under the light of the lamp, his wheat colored skin was glimmering slightly.

At that moment, the elevator was so quiet that only the man's slight panting due to the pain in his arm and Xia Qingxin's slightly restrained breathing could be heard.

The condition of the man in front of her reminded her of the gang of "gangsters" in black suits she met outside the washroom.

Were they looking for him?

He didn't look like a bad guy.

How did he get hurt? It seemed to be quite serious.

Hey! Xia Qingxin, why are you thinking so much? It has nothing to do with you! It was better not to meddle in other people's business.

Xia Qingxin clutched the corner of her clothes tightly as she revealed a relaxed expression. His eyes were fixed on the elevator door, but his ears and ears were focused on the man.

"SHIT!"

The man suddenly let out a low curse. His right hand tightly gripped his left arm, and beads of sweat began to drip down from his forehead.

"You. Are you okay? " Xia Qing Xin was fiercely cursed at by the man, causing her heart to tremble.

Seeing that the man was trying his best to restrain himself from clenching his teeth and pulling up the lines on his face, he suddenly felt as if his entire body was filled with an aura that prevented strangers from approaching him. Xia Qingxin was still struggling to survive as she asked.

After she asked, Xia Qingxin regretted it. Because others simply treated her as air and didn't reply for a long time.

Since when did he have so many things to do?

Was his head pinched by a door?

As soon as he saw the situation, he would immediately dodge, in case he didn't even know how he died.

But for God's sake, why did it have to be the elevator?!

"Boom!"

One second she was fine, the next she was happy.

The principle of conditioned reflex made Xia Qingxin reach out to support the man, but the strength of a woman still couldn't compare to a boy's.

Xia Qingxin sat on the floor of the elevator with the man in a half hug.

"ROAR!" Hurry and get up, you're crushing me to death! "

Xia Qingxin pushed the man, wanting to get up. The man, on the other hand, did not move.

Obviously, the man had fainted.

Xia Qing was extremely happy. What do we do now?

Leave him? Or take it away?

The elevator door opened with a "ding" sound. Xia Qing welcomed the fact that no one was around so she could only take the man away.

In case trouble arose.

With difficulty, she supported the man with one hand, the other helping him to stand up and stumble out of the elevator.

F * ck you! Look at you, you're not fat, why are you so heavy!? What was this? He was going crazy!