Author: Tang Juyi

Time keeps passing by, and before you know it, it turns from day to night.

The rain kept falling, the wind kept blowing, and the temperature got lower and lower, falling directly below ten degrees and continuing to fall, down to about four degrees Celsius.

At this temperature, not to mention the people trapped in the elevator shivering from the cold, even the three people vacationing in the underground parking lot also lost the motivation to have a party. They all put on thick clothes and gathered around

Shivering in the middle.

"What, what's going on?"

Pang Xiaobai, wearing thick clothes and lying in the ocean ball, hugged the doll and said tremblingly.

"Here, why is this damn weather getting colder and colder? It's still late autumn in the morning, and winter begins in the afternoon? Is this still May with a sea of ​​flowers? This, this is obviously big, big, probably in winter.

, A sneeze!”

Pang Xiaobai had just finished sneezing. Tang Haixing, who was wearing a down jacket and a thin quilt, poured cold medicine into his cup and said tremblingly:

"They say it's cold, a cold wave plus a typhoon. This kind of extreme weather is not common. It's said to be a rare occurrence in a hundred years. It's so rare for us to encounter it, Ah Zhi!"

Seeing Tang Haixing also suddenly sneezing, Jin Ruoyu, who was wearing a coat, scarf, blanket and gloves, immediately frowned.

After moving the cup of hot chocolate in his hand to the side, Jin Ruoyu looked at Tang Haixing with a look of disgust and said: "Haixing, you drink less, you have already drank three packs, this is medicine, not coffee! No more!"

Plus, you drank so much black tea before, are you okay?"

"The last package." Tang Haixing sniffed, "No, it doesn't matter."

Jin Ruoyu shook his head and sighed, looking down at the hot chocolate in his hand and saying, "Oh, it keeps raining. I don't know when it will rain."

"Don't be afraid." Tang Haixing poured hot water into his cup and held it with both hands. "The weather forecast said that the typhoon has passed through, and now it's tail. When I go to work on Monday, it will definitely clear up.

"

"Monday?" Pang Xiaobai frowned and said tremblingly, "Well, it's better to continue, at least I can get one more day off from work. It's good now. It rains on the weekend and will be sunny on Monday. Have you considered working dogs like us?

Do you feel it?”

Jin Ruoyu sighed: "Hey, they say that if you go out when it's cold, you will be frozen into popsicles. What will happen if you drink hot chocolate and go out to achieve nirvana?"

Pang Xiaobai trembled and said: "That person might become Qiao Lezi."

Jin Ruoyu turned his head and looked at the rows of lit candles on the table, picked up the hot chocolate in his hand, took a sip, and then let out a comfortable sigh:

"Looking at the bright side, it's quite romantic to light candles, boil black tea, and drink hot chocolate on this cold day!"

Pang Xiaobai trembled and said: "The weather is so cold. What kind of waves are there? I just want to stay like this."

At this time, Tang Haixing drank up the cold medicine in one gulp, then put down the cup tremblingly: "I, I want to go to the toilet."

After saying that, Tang Haixing just sat there, shivering, motionless.

Jin Ruoyu, who took another sip of hot chocolate, blinked and turned to look at Tang Haixing, who was sitting motionless: "Don't you want to go to the toilet? Why don't you move?"

Tang Haixing's eyes were dull and he said shiveringly: "It's too cold and I don't want to move. It's better to stay warm here. At least there are candles and hot tea. As for the toilet, I'll go there later."

Jin Ruoyu turned his head to the side with a look of disgust: "Don't hold it back."

"Don't worry." Tang Haixing shrank and said, "It won't be a problem, I can hold on."

Upon hearing what Tang Haixing said, Jin Ruoyu shook his head, while Pang Xiaobai buried himself deeply into the ocean ball.

It's cold outside and I don't like to move.

However, compared to Pang Xiaobai, Jin Ruoyu and Tang Haixing, who had a fire to bake, hot tea to drink, and blankets and quilts to add thick clothes to, the four people trapped in the elevator at this time were really

It was a great sin.

Hu Qiang and Ouyang Murphy were better off, at least they had wine, water, and sandwich chocolate to eat.

But Sha Lele and Su Kejie were in a miserable situation. They had nothing and could only rely on their youth to resist.

"Teacher Ajie, teacher Ajie?" Shalele, who looked pale and had chapped lips, suddenly asked Su Kejie beside him feebly, "Are you still alive?"

Su Kejie, who also looked pale and had chapped lips, opened his eyes and weakly replied: "Well, alive."

Shalele then forced a smile and continued: "It seems to be cold again!"

Su Kejie said expressionlessly: "Yeah."

Shalele swallowed hard and said, "Teacher Ajie, have you ever thought about what you will do after you get out? Of course, besides beating up Teacher Xiaobai and Teacher Haixing."

Su Kejie trembled all over and said expressionlessly: "I, I once wanted to be an architectural designer, and I wanted to leave my own scenery on the skyline of this city.

But in the end, due to the pressure of life, I accidentally became a P-picture machine.

If I could really go out, I would quit my job immediately and design a brand new house."

"House?" Shalele asked, "What does that house look like?"

Su Kejie turned to look at Shalele, then stretched out his hand, took the stylus pen, and started drawing on the wall, preparing to draw the house in his mind.

But after drawing again and again, I found that the water pen had no water at all, and I couldn't draw anything at all.

After throwing away the pen in anger, Su Kejie put his hand into his coat again and said: "To put it simply, it is square, square, square, everything is square."

Sha Lele said feebly: "The pen is all dry, the phone is out of battery, and the body is getting colder... Teacher Ajie, are we going to die soon?"

"Don't say depressing words." Su Kejie said quickly, "Persistence is victory, and we will definitely be saved."

Immediately afterwards, Su Kejie saw Sha Lele motionless with her eyes closed, and quickly asked: "By the way, Lele, what do you want to do when you go out?"

Sha Lele then opened her eyes again, thought about it, and suddenly started crying weakly:

"I regret so much. I regret why I was so greedy.

If I hadn't gone to get food, I wouldn't have left my duty station or gotten on this death elevator.

If I could go out, I swear I would never eat while working again."

Su Kejie also looked uncomfortable when he heard this. He cried and said: "I regret it so much. I regret that I was still taking pictures of P before I died. As a result, P's computer and mobile phone ran out of power. I couldn't even write something or leave a message to my family."

Less than.

I also regretted buying a house, scrimping every day, living like a dog, and even dreaming about paying off the mortgage.

As a result, before the money was repaid, I was about to lose my life, and my parents had to be in trouble. They still had to help me pay off my debts at an advanced age.

If I can get out alive, in addition to resigning immediately, I will also sell the house immediately and never pay off my debt again! Wuwuwu..."

Seeing that Su Kejie, who had always been calm, was crying, Shalele quickly advised: "Teacher Ajie, please stop crying, you are losing water."

Su Kejie continued to cry without paying any attention, and then kept hitting the wall of the elevator with his head.

Seeing Su Kejie crying like that and banging his head against the wall, Shalele realized that Su Kejie's strength was all fake. In fact, he had always been scared, but he was just not good at expressing it.

Thinking of this, Shalele sighed, and quickly pulled Su Kejie, who had been crying, into his arms to comfort him, at least to stop him from hitting the wall.

Comforting and comforting, maybe due to the influence of Su Kejie's crying, and thinking of his own situation, Shalele also started crying.

While Sha Lele and Su Kejie were crying together, Hu Qiang and Ouyang Murphy next door were not doing much better.

Although they had a bottle of water and two pieces of chocolate, it could only barely keep them from lacking water, but what really killed them was hypothermia.

Today's outdoor temperature is already four degrees Celsius, and it is still raining heavily. The air is humid, which is low temperature but also humid. The elevator is a tin box with ventilation up and down. In this case, the surface of the human body is particularly easy to lose temperature.

Even though Hu Qiang and Ouyang Murphy hugged each other tightly and hugged each other for warmth, they were still freezing.

Relatively speaking, Hu Qiang was better off, after all, he was tall and wore a lot of clothes, but Ouyang Murphy was not good enough, and his lips were purple from the cold.

It's just that Ouyang Murphy's character is particularly stubborn and tolerant, and with the support of Hu Qiang around him, he has persisted until now.

A sudden thumping sound came from the elevator next door, causing Ouyang Murphy, who had been shrinking, to open his eyes again. He turned around and found that Hu Qiang was still holding a pen and writing something in his notebook tremblingly.

Seeing this scene, Ouyang Murphy said feebly: "Lao Hu, do you want to work so hard? Are you still working at this time?"

Hu Qiang said tremblingly: "I'm not working. I, I wrote down the passwords of each of my bank cards and the amount of deposits. This way, if I die, it can be given to my family.

With an explanation, at least you know how much money is available."

Ouyang Murphy looked at it: "Hey, you have a lot of savings, seven figures in total? Old Hu, I can't tell, you are pretty good at saving money."

Hu Qiang sighed and thought, did I save that? I earned it through the system.

If it weren't for the system, just relying on the little savings from the predecessor of this world would not be enough for a fraction of this number.

Of course, Hu Qiang is not too worried about death.

After all, he traveled through time once after his death, so if he died again, he would probably continue to travel through time.

Of course, this is just his guess, and he doesn't know what the actual situation is. It may not be the case.

But no matter what, it is necessary to make arrangements in advance.

At the very least, should you write down all the money you earned during this period? In this way, if you really die in this world, you should at least keep the money for your mother and children in this world.

Now, he has a deep understanding that money is something that cannot be brought with him or taken with him after death. It is meaningful only when he is alive. If he dies, there will really be nothing.

Finding that Hu Qiang was silent, Ouyang Murphy said again: "Old Hu! You can save seven figures. It seems that your salary is quite high, or do you have other extra income? But since your salary is so high, why are you so picky?

"

"That's called frugality." Hu Qiang wrote as he wrote, "When you reach my age, with seniors and juniors, you will know your responsibilities and money, and you must save your money."
To be continued...