The elevator doors closed completely, and a man looked at the slowly soaring red numbers with desperate eyes.

Zhao Yihuan stretched out her white little hand to the front, facing the elevator door that could not be touched, very melancholy and desperate.

She yelled angrily at the elevator door, "Little slut, you wait for me." ”

She Zhao Yihuan is completely out of play, and she is likely to be late.

The mouth was pursed tightly, and the aggrieved little expression thought about how to explain it to the boss later?

I want to cry so much, but how can I, Zhao Yihuan, cry easily and admit defeat easily?

Then Zhao Yihuan performed the action of turning his face faster than turning a book, this little expression was so rich that even the acting school was intimidated, and he was afraid that he would lose his job from now on.

How could I give up easily, although I am not a Xiaoqiang who can't be beaten, but I also want to become the leader who can make him stumbling on Zhang Yihang.

Climbing stairs is the way to go.

Phew.

It's not a good idea to climb the stairs, because I'm going to regret the decision I've made.

Her company is on the 12th floor, and if you take the stairs, five minutes should be enough.

There's no way, let's climb the stairs, maybe there's a chance of life. After all, there is only one elevator in this commercial building, and it takes five minutes to wait for an elevator.

You can do a lot of things in five minutes, such as Zhao Yihuan climbing 12 flights of stairs, or Zhang Yihang drawing a sketch.

What kind of person is she Zhao Yihuan, a person who says the same, she still does what she says when she climbs the stairs.

Do you think it's possible to become a puppy if you can't do it? People don't become puppies, at most they become single dogs.

Zhao Yihuan pushed open the gate of the fire escape, and the gate may have been rusty, making a "crunch" sound.

She pushed the door open, and halfway through it, it was blocked by something unknown.

As we all know, you can't put things in the fire escape, because this is a life channel. But the boss also said that he was very impatient! After all, do you have to go out and rent a place to put those sundries? In order to save money, of course, it is the principle of proximity! And how can the company give up these corners of the back passage, for example, there is a triangle area at the bottom of the stairs, which is perfect for putting things. As long as it does not affect the little friends to take the stairs, other positions are used to put things first, these small spaces are simply the favorite of the owners of commercial buildings, and they will definitely be used.

She pushed the door open with a little force, and then she heard the sound of something shattering.

She leaned her head on the passage and watched for a second or two, the environment inside was really unbearable, but she still sneakily observed for a while, and made sure that there was no one in the stairs, before patting her chest and saying, "I'm scared to death." ”

Behind the gate of the fire escape, there is a large white trash can, how big it is, it must be the largest in the market.

I don't know who it is, put the bucket here casually, Zhao Yihuan was like a child who had done something wrong, sneaking into the fire passage like a ghost.

The white bucket should be used to store water, after all, the bucket looks very clean, but after a long time, the inside and edges of the bucket are dusty. It was dumped behind the gate of the fire escape, and then it was destroyed by some violent maniac.

Pathetic and pitiful bucket, I really feel sad for you.

It's so dirty here, and although there is no obvious garbage on the stairs, the dust on the floor tiles can not only write, but also draw, as if it hasn't been cleaned for a long time.

It's true, Zhao Yihuan has been in the company for three years, and he hasn't climbed the stairs here, how good it is to come here to vacuum the dust!

Maybe this place can become spotless, as long as she Zhao Yihuan comes here every day to vacuum, sooner or later, this place will become spotless.

After all, if someone walks around, there will be more people here, everyone will take an extra sip and bring some back to work, and I believe that the dust-free days will come sooner or later.

It's all to blame Zhao Yihuan for being too lazy. After all, keeping the environment clean is everyone's responsibility!

The staircase was unexpectedly long. There are 12 blocks on the first floor, and each block is 30 centimeters high. The lobby on this floor is also very high, divided into three flights of stairs, after all, the lobby is almost a meter high just by those hanging chandeliers, not to mention how gorgeous it is to make the ceiling.

That is, to climb up, you only need to climb twenty-five flights of stairs.

At this time, Zhao Yihuan was doing mental arithmetic, she was a math genius, such a simple operation, she was at home every day when she was a primary school student, in school, as soon as she had time, she used to do it, and now it is not a big problem to do it.

She Zhao Yihuan counted while climbing, and before she finished climbing a layer, she counted it out.

That's only 400 stairs in total, and I can climb it in five minutes. She Zhao Yihuan has such self-confidence.

Is it really four hundred? She couldn't have miscalculated.

It doesn't matter how far you walk when you walk on flat ground, because it's not too strenuous.

But climbing the stairs is no joke, climbing up layer by layer, just overcoming gravity, I don't know how much effort will be wasted.

After walking up a staircase, the dust behind her kept floating in the air on the upper floor, and the air was mixed with the smell of dust, Zhao Yihuan felt as if she was on the road, and now she was racing with the kind of cart that transported sand and stones, the faster she Zhao Yihuan ran, the faster the dust rose.

One blow of strength, then decline, three and exhaustion. Why do you say that, she ran to the third floor in one go, it seems to be quite easy, after all, the apartment she usually lives in is on the fifth floor, and then declines, and then up, her breathing, strength, and strength can't keep up, three and exhausted, the upper floors, she takes a step, breathes a little faster, and then takes a step forward, and the speed of the pulse seems to be unable to keep up with the speed of the heartbeat, which is called shortness of pulse in medicine.

Sunlight shines through the windows above, shining into this spacious space one by one, and the afterimages of people are ready to move in the sunlight.

What a spectacular sight it is to be in this dusty space, with dust dancing and flying!

The hazy sense of déjà vu, like a person walking in a haze, only at the closest moment did she see the road ahead.

Zhao Yihuan stepped into the air and kicked in the same staircase grid, fortunately Zhao Yihuan reacted immediately, otherwise he would definitely roll down the stairs like a winter melon. It's too embarrassing to take a staircase and not be distracted, but fortunately there is no one around, otherwise it will be too big.

Light follows the human pace, like a sentence in a psalm that is unreadable, and it is unforgettable.

"One step, two steps, three steps, four steps...... Ten steps, eleven steps, twelve steps. Zhao Yihuan couldn't see what was in front of him, it seemed to be 8.

"Just walked to the eighth floor, help!"

Zhao Yihuan was about to cry, crying miserably.

The more you go, the drier your throat becomes. Looking ahead, swallowing bitterly the saliva that didn't exist, the lack of water became more and more serious.

Sweaty is nothing, the clothes are wet. But the soaked clothes brought the heat of the body in the air, and now I feel cold on my back.

The rain-soaked hair never dried, because the drops of sweat were flowing from the ends of the hair to the outside of the hairline.

It slipped uneasily, flowing from its head to its neck, and then from its neck to its collarbone, its slippery sweat telling its own story, "the bitter history of a drop of sweat".

It happened that I got up late today, I didn't have time to put on makeup, and I didn't even put on lipstick, otherwise it would have been a female ghost who would have returned to the company.

“12。 ”

Zhao Yihuan finally finished climbing.

Zhao Yihuan looked at his phone excitedly and said: "I really deserve to be an athlete, 12 stairs, climb in 5 minutes, 5 minutes." Hurry up and get out and you'll be fine. ”

I don't know what Zhao Yihuan is happy about, it's already nine o'clock, wait for you to go to the company, tsk.

Zhao Yihuan pushed open the staircase door and ran to the place where he worked.

What was waiting for her was ......