Can you writers fight better?

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Now I have nothing to do, let alone Chen Fu this time, I don't even have a passer-by, I can only rely on myself.

In fact, my claustrophobia has not yet reached the worst level. I usually have no problem taking the elevator into the cabin, but this kind of anxiety from the bottom of my heart will intensify due to the passage of time. The flickering lights made my panic symptoms even worse.

Everything is only my fault.

One chapter in advance, I knew that Gao Gao would punish me, but I only thought that he would stumbling me in work and business. I didn't consider these trivial details, which made me suffer a big loss.

The plot of the chapter that I had seen in advance should be <The plateau stumbled in secret, Xiao Zhilue resolved the trouble wittily after suffering a small loss> But the problem is, the power supply was cut off by him, and I almost pressed the emergency call button It didn't respond to Parkinson's, and there was no signal in the elevator.

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What can I do, I'm desperate too.

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The fear that came with me slowly climbed up my back, and I finally sat in the elevator a little bit uncontrollably, sweating profusely and trembling slightly.

I know that my behavior is a bit useless, but at this time I still can't help but think of Chen Fu.After we "confessed to each other together" according to the author's arrangement, Chen Fu would follow me to take the president's exclusive elevator upstairs every day at work. Although I emphasized to him that I was fine in most cases, he still would every time. I took out my mobile phone and searched for sand sculpture videos on the Internet to show me that it relieved the potential pressure in my heart when I took the elevator.

From the perspective of passers-by in the company, every time I walked out of the elevator, Chen Fu's eyes were a little pink and misty, and although my face was cold, the color of my ears revealed that I had sex with Chen Fu in the elevator. what facts.

I'm wronged...

what else can we do...

He burst into tears watching the sand sculpture video, big brother...

I mainly can't be ooc, try to manage my facial expressions and pretend to be paralyzed. If I can really laugh and do whatever I want, believe it or not, I can perform a pig cry for readers on the spot.

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Wait...a sand sculpture video on the Internet?

I squatted in the corner of the elevator, and my dull little head finally thought of a point that I had been ignoring all this time.

------This is a six-star hotel.Even the elevators in our company have hotspots to prevent network shielding, why not here!

With tears in my face, I turned on the wifi button in the settings, and obediently leaned against the cold elevator wall to wait for a miracle.

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"Doo-doo-"

The WeChat public account "Luochen Literature" you follow has pushed a recommendation for you: "The Chief Executive Falls in Love with Me"

Me: This news came at such a fucking inappropriate time...

Whatever, at least I'm saved.