Text Messages on the Phone (17)

"Miss? Aren't you looking for Mr. Lu? Please." Seeing as Qiao Anhao stood stunned on the spot for half a day, the gentleman politely reminded her of her goal.

She slowly nodded at him with a pale face. Slightly preoccupied with her own thoughts, she then followed him towards the elevators.

The gentleman helped her swipe her card, then pressed for the top floor. He smiled at her and told her the room number again, before taking his leave.

Qiao Anhao stood alone between the four cold walls of the elevator, staring continuously at the jumping red numbers. Her heart started to race.

It took just three minutes for the elevator to reach the top floor from the first. However, Qiao Anhao felt as thought it had taken several centuries. The elevator doors stopped, but she stood motionlessly until the alarm rang. Just as the doors were about to shut, she stretched out her arm out and pressed the elevator button and slowly walked out.