Author: melon crisp

Song Ci swallowed and sobbed softly. She hurriedly picked up the phone under the pillow and immediately started making calls. She pressed the wrong button several times because she was too nervous.

Song Ci huddled in the quilt, holding on to the quilt tightly, clenching her teeth tightly, and you could see that her eyes were filled with tears of fear.

Hurry, answer the phone!

The call was finally answered at the last second, and Song Ci cried excitedly.

The person opposite seemed a little nervous and asked with concern, "Qianluo, what's wrong with you? Don't cry. Tell me if you have anything."

The voice of the girl opposite her was very gentle and had an inexplicable soothing tone, which made Qianluo's tense spirit collapse instantly, making her cry even more vigorously.

"Junjun, I...received a courier. There was a doll in the courier that kept singing..."

The girl on the other side of the phone comforted her very gently, "Isn't a singing doll very cute? It's okay, don't worry, Qianluo, are you overthinking?"

Song Ci, who was trying her best to play the role of Qian Luo, immediately whispered in horror and leaned in front of the phone's microphone, her voice still trembling: "No, Junjun, the song the doll sang is too weird and scary!"

Song Ci told Junjun about this incident.

The voice on the other side paused, seemed to notice the seriousness of the problem, and immediately told her to be careful.

"Qianluo, please stay in the room now and wait until tomorrow to take the doll away."

"Uh-huh."

The girl answered quickly.

The sound of rain gradually became quieter. Song Ci was still listening to the sound of the baby outside under the quilt, but she clearly felt that the man standing by her bed and staring at her had moved.

The footsteps were very light. Song Ci put her ear against the bed and breathed a sigh of relief when she heard the footsteps disappear.

The man left...

She wasn't sure if there was anyone watching her outside, so she didn't act rashly.

I lay in bed listening to the baby's screams all night.

The next morning, he immediately picked up the bloody doll and threw it into a trash can far away.

She didn't rest all night, and she kept yawning and looking drowsy when she went to work.

The department manager who was passing by saw her, immediately called her name, and cursed: "Qianluo, what are you doing! Did you just come to sleep when I asked you to work?! You don't want to do it anymore, do you? If you don't want to do it, just give it to me.

Get out early and don’t waste resources here!”

"..."

Thinking about the rent arrears and a series of expenses, it is difficult to find a job. She is still counting on this working life. She cannot lose her job!

Qianluo has been sensitive since he was a child. His eyes were red and he could only nod, "You're right. I just encountered some strange things yesterday, so I didn't get a good rest. I won't do it again next time."

"Next time, do you want a next time?!"

The manager pointed at her nose and said.

Qianluo quickly waved his hands and tears began to fall down his face, "No, there will be no next time!"

The manager looked at the girl who was being scolded and cried. He didn't know whether it was because of his conscience or because he didn't continue to look for trouble. He handed her a file and said, "Here, you put this on the president's desk."

Song Ci looked at the plan in his hand. When he turned around, he lifted it up to check it without anyone noticing. There was nothing there, just ordinary paper.

But what made Song Ci hesitate was that she didn't know where the so-called president's office was.

She could only walk forward bravely, stretched out her hand and knocked on the door, "Excuse me..."

The person who opened the door was an elite lady in work clothes. The woman glanced at Song Ci, with a paralyzed face, and her voice was as cold as a machine: "What can I do for you?"

Song Ci lowered her head, her bangs covering the emotions under her eyes, and half of her face was in shadow, blurring her vision, "Sir, the president wants to see you for something..."

The woman's eyes swept over Song Ci again, as if she was checking the authenticity of her words, and seemed to be judging something. A digital trace flashed in her dark eyes.

He said with a cold face: "I know."

The woman walked in front and Song Ci followed behind, keeping a certain distance.

The woman turned back, looking at Song Ci's eyes that were emotionless, and her cold voice sounded like a specially designed machine, "Why are you still following?"

Afraid that the lie will be exposed.

The expression on Song Ci's face was very nervous, her cheeks turned red instantly, and her eyes hidden by her bangs were full of panic. She stabilized her voice and said immediately: "The manager just asked me to deliver something to the president's desk, and I thought we could go together on the way.

"

Song Ci lifted the document in his hand. The woman believed it, walked back to the front, and pressed the elevator button at the corner.

Song Ci was still standing outside.

The woman walked in first and stood in the elevator, letting Song Ci in.

Song Ci hesitated for a while before going in, but immediately sent a message to Junjun.

[Junjun, what should I do if I lied to my superiors?! QAQ]

The other side replied within a second: "It's okay, don't worry, why are you lying? Is there any difficulty?"

When Song Ci saw Junjun's reply, he immediately explained to her what had happened. However, he did not tell the whole truth and changed the reason for not knowing the office to that he hit his head yesterday and suffered temporary amnesia.

Junjun comforted her like a close friend and told her not to worry. Song Ci was so moved that she almost cried.

I noticed that the button on the elevator lit up at 43. The woman next to me pressed the 45 button, and the elevator door opened.

They were stuck on the forty-fourth floor, but there was no such floor on the elevator button.

Song Ci was stunned for a moment, hesitating about this weird floor.
Chapter completed!