The boundless darkness surrounded her, and she slapped the door in fear, shouting loudly: "Is there anyone outside? Is there anyone?"
She shouted many times at the top of her lungs until her voice became hoarse, but there was still no sound at all outside.
After all this tossing, she leaned against the wall weakly, panting.
It was quiet, and the darkness made her curl up into a ball, shivering, and she was so scared.
She was bullied by the girls in her class when she was a child. They tricked her into the jungle, and then they ran away and left her alone in the woods. She was very afraid of the dark.
The endless fear made her nerves tense, almost to the edge of collapse.
With such weak will, I thought of a way to escape.
Suddenly, a faint light flashed in her head, and she hurriedly rummaged through her bag in the dark to look for her phone. However, she rummaged several times and couldn't find her phone. Only then did she remember that she might have left her phone in the office because she was worried.
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Suddenly, my heart was filled with despair, and my face was ashen.
The boundless darkness made her feel like she was in hell. The intense fear tugged at her heart, and she almost collapsed and screamed.
Her mind was filled with memories of being abandoned in the woods as a child, surrounded by the shrill cries of crows, and the trees that looked as hideous as ghost faces, which made her keep running aimlessly in the woods in fear.
It was pitch black all around, and loneliness, fear, helplessness, and confusion were tightly entangled with her. She kept running desperately, running, breathing rapidly, feeling that there was a devil chasing after her.
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The fear she experienced as a child invaded her body and mind like a demonic disease, torturing her cruelly.
She fell to the ground, her body twitching slightly and becoming stiff. Her mind was filled with images of panic and helplessness from her childhood.
"Help, help..." She murmured in pain, her body and mind seemed to be suffering, and her whole body was soaked with sweat.
She had been trying hard to keep the horrific experiences in her childhood deep in her heart, trying to forget them, but tonight they invaded her mind like a savage beast, torturing her to the point of collapse.
A beautiful figure walked out of the office building clutching her bag. When she saw the man she admired walking upright towards her, she smiled with joy.
He stood expressionless in front of her and said, "Why did you come down so late? Where is Shui Xi? Didn't I ask you to bring her with you?"
She always maintained a gentle smile: "I didn't finish some things during the day, so I stayed until the things were done before I came down. I'm sorry for making you wait for so long."
"Where's Shui Xi? Is she still inside?" he asked, looking at the darkened building.
She shook her head: "I saw that she left early as soon as her get off work time came. When I remembered to ask her to come with me, she had already disappeared from the door."
Seeing that he was silent and looking intently at the dark building, she said hastily: "Let's go."
"I suddenly remembered that I have important business to deal with. I'm afraid I can't go to dinner with you, so I have to leave first." He said calmly.
Her throat became hoarse and she couldn't speak. She just looked at him with watery eyes.
Xia Lan is a rare beauty with temperament, especially when she is crying, she has a touch of endearing sadness, which can touch the hearts of men.
In fact, even though she was a little indifferent in the magazine, she was still pursued by many male colleagues, which proved that she was very charming, at least she had the charm to make men's hearts palpitate.
And her charm was obviously not that much compared to the man in front of her.
I saw him turning a deaf ear and saying: "I'm sorry that I can't accompany you tonight. You can call me back. I'll call you to make an appointment tomorrow night depending on the situation."
After saying that, he turned around and left.
Suddenly, a pair of catkins was wrapped around his waist, and his soft and warm body was pressed against his back.
He closed his eyes in disgust and said in a cold voice: "Don't be like this, let go, I still have matters to deal with urgently."
A muffled voice said: "If she comes out with me now, you probably don't have any urgent matters to deal with!"
There is no doubt that it is certain.
"You're overthinking it. I thought of it suddenly and almost forgot about it. Let go. I have to go." He grabbed her two tightly wrapped hands and separated them, but she squeezed them again.
Being entangled and hugged by a woman he didn't love made him feel as sick as swallowing a fly. He was not as sentimental as Ling Muze, and would only want a woman with a decent figure.
Xia Lan was not bad looking, had an outstanding temperament, and had a curvy figure. She was a beauty, but he didn't feel it. What he wanted had always been that haunting figure, which was the demonic barrier left behind when he first saw her.
Her face was pressed against his back, her eyes facing away from him were shining with hatred, but her words were pleading: "I have been thinking about meeting you at night all day long. If you just leave like this
, I think I won’t be able to sleep all night.”
"Xia Lan, I thought you were a reasonable woman, not the clingy and willful kind. You really disappoint me. I told you that I have official business to deal with and can't accompany you, yet you still insist on being so entangled."
Xia Lan's voice was filled with sadness: "I didn't want to be like this, but after looking forward to it all day, it all came to nothing, which I can't bear. Ling Yucheng, I think I really love you."
"That's your business, I have to leave." He was unmoved, not in the mood to entangle with her any longer, and forcefully pushed her hand away.
Seeing him walking decisively towards the car, she was so angry that she was shaking all over. If she hadn't still had some sense left, she would have thrown her bag to the ground in embarrassment to vent her dissatisfaction.
His car entered traffic and she staggered back.
Looking up at the building, she smiled coldly, carried her bag and walked towards the intersection in vain, hailed a taxi and jumped in.
There were chattering sounds all around, which made her ears buzz and her head felt dizzy.
Forced to open her heavy eyelids, she vaguely saw many figures flickering.
I wanted to see clearly, but I was so tired that I couldn't open my eyes.
"She's awake, she's awake." A woman's voice shouted.
She really wanted to see what happened and who woke up, but she was indeed unconscious.
She was so tired, so painful, and couldn't even maintain that little light. She closed her eyes again, but she vaguely heard someone shouting in her ear: "She has fallen asleep again, pinch her in the middle, pinch her in the middle."
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"Oh, isn't this Shui Xi? How could she faint in the elevator?"
It was a very familiar and loud voice. This person must have a lot of lung capacity. Shui Xi thought vaguely about what else they said later. She was so distracted that she could no longer hear it.
Suddenly, a sharp pain pinched her philtrum, pulling her out of her endless coma.
He opened his heavy eyes, and a face that was almost fat and oily appeared in front of him.
At this moment, when she saw the face that looked disgusted with each other, she was so moved that she wanted to cry, and said in a hoarse voice: "Chief Editor..."
She saw tears glistening in the eyes of the editor-in-chief, who was known for being violent.
He lifted her limp body up, letting half of her body lean on her, and shouted to the office workers who were watching: "Whatever you are looking at, turn your head away."
For the first time, she felt that the editor-in-chief's chubby look was cute.
When she arrived at the magazine floor, the editor-in-chief helped her into the office.
It's a new day, and she has been unconscious in the elevator all night.
As soon as I walked into the office, no colleagues had come to work yet, so it was empty.
The editor-in-chief helped her sit down in the editor-in-chief's office, poured her a glass of water, and asked: "Why did you faint in the elevator?"
Memories of last night came back like a flood. Endless darkness and intense fear tightly wrapped around her. Her breathing suddenly became unsmooth. The hand holding the cup was trembling, and her face was as pale as paper.
When the editor-in-chief saw something was wrong with Shui Xi, he quickly walked up to her and took the cup from her hand. He was stung by her frightened look. She stroked her back comfortingly and said comfortingly: "It's okay, it's okay. It's in the past."
The editor-in-chief's low-pitched comfort was gentle, dispelling her fear little by little.
She looked up at the editor-in-chief with a pale face: "I didn't faint in the elevator, but the elevator broke down last night and I was locked up all night."
"What?" The editor-in-chief opened his eyes in shock, suddenly understanding how Shui Xi could be so weak and even in shock, thinking to himself: "Why did the elevator suddenly malfunction?"
Shui Xi was also confused as to why the good elevator broke down.
Seeing Shui Xi's pale face, the editor-in-chief patted her on the shoulder and said, "I'll give you a day off today. Go home and have a good rest."
Shui Xi nodded, stood up weakly, and walked towards the door.
Looking at Shui Xi's leaving figure, the editor-in-chief put his chin on his hand and thought deeply, how could the elevator break down even though it was working fine?
Shui Xi's frightened eyes kept flashing in front of her eyes, making her look at one place firmly.
This matter must be investigated clearly to prevent others from encountering such an incident next time.
When Shui Xi walked out of the office, several colleagues were already at work, including Xia Lan.
When Xia Lan saw Shui Xi walking out of the editor's office with a pale face, a cold look flashed in her eyes, and then she walked towards her with worried eyes.
"Shui Xi, what's wrong with you? Why are you looking so pale?" His tone was full of worry.
Shui Xi frowned: "I was stuck in the elevator all night last night."
"Ah, why are you trapped in the elevator? Are you okay? Are you feeling uncomfortable in any way?" she said in panic.
Not wanting to worry Xia Lan, she shook her head: "I'm just a little dizzy, but there's nothing else serious."
"I had known that something like this would happen to you. Last night, I insisted on going downstairs with you no matter what. It was all my fault. I should have pulled you along." She blamed herself.
Shui Xi smiled weakly: "It's none of your business. Once people are unlucky, even drinking water will get stuck between their teeth."
"You were scared to be trapped in the elevator alone last night, weren't you?"