5

I stood there stiffly as the elevator doors opened.

"Are you busy so late?" he asked coldly.

"We're cleaning up after this," I replied.

"Are you used to it?" he asked again.

"Not bad." I responded in a low voice, pulling the brim of my hat even lower.

Kevin didn't seem to recognize me. He adjusted his watch and said, "This elevator is so slow. My girlfriend must be getting impatient. She's very gentle and clingy."

I was startled and realized he was talking about Lucy.

"What about you? Do you have a boyfriend to pick you up?" he continued to ask.

"I live nearby," I replied.

The elevator door opened and I hurried out. His oppressive feeling was so strong that it was almost suffocating.

Under his calm appearance, he could not suppress his anger and shouted from behind, "Why are you running? Cherry, where else can you run to? You just leave and disappear like that. How long are you going to play?"