"Dear guest, hello!" Standard imperial language, a sincere and cordial greeting.
Cassia nodded and stood to one side of the elevator to make enough space for the luggage carried by the young man. A smile appeared on the young man's face, and the protective iron door of the elevator was quietly closed at this time. p>
The elevator began to rise slowly, and Cassia could clearly feel that the acceleration was changing rapidly. The two people in the elevator stood upright, facing the iron door without a trace of dirt, which was forged from stainless steel and looked like a smooth surface.
The mirror brought Cassia and the lean waiter into its world.
Cassia looked at the scene inside, and the luggage carried by the waiter boy naturally came into his eyes.
What's the difference between the luggage? Most of them are just different packages and styles made of the same material. Everything is hidden inside, and it's impossible to see a little bit of information in it. Cassia's eyes were aimless in front of her
The stainless steel surface that acted as a mirror wandered up and down, and then a corner of a rather large suitcase entered his pupils.
"The patterns and materials are so familiar." He had a very familiar feeling in his heart, as if he had seen it somewhere just now. Then he thought about it carefully, and his whole body did not feel a sudden shock.
He controlled his almost out-of-control body, and naturally looked at the waiter next to him from the corner of his eyes. His eyes were like a sophisticated camera, storing all the scenes he glanced at at the corner of his eyes into his mind with incomparable clarity. Then he got stuck.
Thea began to replay the scene just now like looking at a photo.
This is an ordinary waiter boy, wearing a decent white dress, a gray striped bow tie, black pants, and standard pure black leather shoes. They were polished very brightly and must have been painted with a lot of varnish. He stood tall
He was straight, his steps were slightly staggered, his face was looking straight at the stainless steel door in front of him, his eyes were a mixture of black and light gold, very bright, and his expression was extremely firm. His hands were folded under his belly, and he wore a snow-white
The gloves are the kind of gloves that fit just right, almost perfectly covering his slender fingers, and almost able to outline most of the lines of his hands. The material of the gloves is also a very common kind of fabric on the market, as if
Nothing is surprising.
But those gloves were too suitable. In Cassia's eyes, those gloves seemed to be tailor-made for the crossed hands, just like the relationship between the sky and white clouds, the blending of steam and water,
Everything seemed very natural. But it was this naturalness that made Cassia feel dangerous.
Cassia's wandering eyes once again looked at the corner of the portable box reflected in front of him. Yes, he felt very familiar because the box was exactly the same as the one he was holding now!
In just a few seconds, the elevator was still rising at a constant speed. In another three or four seconds, the elevator should reach the seventh floor. Cassia began to count the time in her heart, and then observed the small space in the elevator.
And every detail of the luggage on the trailer beside you.
There wasn't much noise around, and the designer had considered the noise reduction issue of the elevator. It's normal to maintain the silence that should exist in a world where there is no sound. However, the weird atmosphere in the elevator space made this
The silence has changed. Just like the night rain falling on the vast sea in the dark night, it is silent. No one knows and no one sees it. Maybe even the fish under the water are not aware of it.
This silence is like the rain, and like the solid ice that has condensed, it is frighteningly cold.
Every second of time is divided into countless parts at this time, and each part takes an unusually long time. The air also has life at this time, and life inherently has its own weight. The air in the elevator silently pressed on the two people standing inside. However, both people stood upright at this time, and the spine in their bodies became a pillar made of ultimate steel. They did not suffer from the weight.
There was a slight bend. Their expressions were still ordinary. Under Cassia's ordinary face, there was a look of waiting for the elevator to reach the floor she needed, a hint of impatience and a hint of quietness. The waiter boy kept a businesslike smile on his face.
, the muscles on his face were not tense at all because of such a smile, his eyes were staring straight ahead, his clothes were meticulous, and he was still calm as he was waiting for the elevator to arrive.
The small space is very harmonious. This will definitely become a quiet painting, just like a large field of sunflowers reflecting the fine sunlight under the afternoon sun. It is quiet, soft, warm, and faintly fresh.
Fragrant wind.
But the weather is changing suddenly at this time. The sunflower farm is right on the edge of the sea. There is a warm climate there, but there are also sudden violent storms.
On the Wanli light blue background canvas, white clouds suddenly began to gather together. They became more and more numerous and thicker. The white clouds began to be rendered by the brush and turned into a leaden gray that was about to fall down.
Below, there is a blue-black sea that is about to stir up storms. They are still calm at this moment!
Time began to pass faster, but in the two people's keen senses, it was still extremely slow.
On the stainless steel door, there is a counter that is driven by gears like a large wall clock. Countless gears are meshing and moving forward. When the most critical one of them rolls around, the speed of the elevator will slow down.
, the acceleration changes from fast to slow, and the number "six" displayed in the center of the door will turn into "seven" with the crisp sound of the wind chime.
Then at this moment, the elevator completely stopped on the seventh floor and was hung firmly in mid-air in the elevator shaft by a steel cable.
One second, or one and a half seconds later, the stainless steel door will slowly open driven by gears and steam, and there will definitely be a soft red carpet paved on the seventh floor corridor in front of it, which looks like a corpse when stepped on.
There are also golden patterns on it. Maybe there will be pots of flowers in full bloom at even intervals along the corridor.
All the scenes simulated in Cassia's mind began to be played out in reality two seconds later. First, the speed slowed down, then the sound of wind chimes rang out, and then the elevator door opened.
However, the script that was supposed to follow the steps step by step changed slightly at this time.
During the short period of time when the elevator door is open, a line from the waiter that is not too long should be inserted.
Of course it's not "Hello, dear guest, how can I help you?", this is a bit too old-fashioned and formatted.
That line goes like this. He was said by the waiter in standard Imperial dialect.
"Dear guest, have a nice trip! I wonder how you feel about using our boxes!"