Steel Steam and Flame

　　 "Dear guest, hello!" Standard imperial language, sincere and cordial greetings.

　　 Cassia nodded, and stood on one side of the elevator, making enough space for the baggage carried by the guy. A smile appeared on the boy's face, and the protective iron door of the lift was quietly closed at this time.

　　 The lift began to rise slowly, and Cassia could clearly feel that the acceleration was changing rapidly. The two people in the elevator stood upright, facing the iron door without a trace of filth. It was forged from stainless steel, like a smooth mirror, bringing Cassia and the thin waiter boy into its world. in.

　　 Cassia watched the scene inside, and the luggage carried by the waiter was naturally reflected in his eyes.

What is the difference between 　　 luggage? Most of them are different packaging and styles made under the same material. Everything is hidden inside, and it is impossible to see a little bit of information. Cassia's gaze wandered aimlessly on the stainless steel surface of the mirror in front of him, and then a corner of a rather large suitcase entered his pupil.

　　 "It's a familiar pattern and material." He felt a particularly familiar feeling in his heart, as if he had just seen it somewhere. Then I thought about it carefully, my whole body didn't feel a sudden shock.

　　 He controls his almost out of control body, and the corner of his eyes looks at the waiter next to him. His eyes are like a sophisticated camera, and all the scenes that he glanced at the corner of his eyes for a moment are clearly stored in his mind. Then Cassia started to play back the scene just like watching a photo.

　　 This is an ordinary waiter guy, dressed in a decent white dress and a gray striped bow tie. The pants are black. The shoes are also standard pure black leather shoes. They have been polished very brightly, and they must have been polished a lot. He stood straight, his steps slightly diverged, his face was straight and he looked at the stainless steel door ahead, his eyes were a mixture of black and pale gold, very bright, and his expression was extremely firm. He crossed his hands under his stomach, and wore snow-white gloves on his hands. They were the right kind of gloves, which almost perfectly covered all of his slender fingers, almost able to outline most of the lines of his hands. The material of the gloves is also the kind of very ordinary fabric on the market, as if nothing is surprising.

　　 But those gloves are too suitable. In Cassia's eyes, the gloves seemed to be made for the crossed hands. It was like the relationship between the sky and the white clouds, and the blending of steam and water. Everything seemed very natural. But it was this nature that gave Cassia a sense of danger.

　　 Cassia's free eyes glanced again at the corner of the suitcase mapped in the front. That's right, he felt very familiar, because the box was exactly the same as the one he was holding now!

　　 In just a few seconds, the elevator is still rising at a constant speed. In another three or four seconds, the elevator should reach the seventh floor. Cassia started to count the time in his heart, and then observed the small space in the elevator and every detail of the luggage on the trailer beside him.

　　 There is not much noise around, the designer has considered the noise reduction problem of the elevator. It is normal to keep the silence that should have been in a world where there is no sound. But the weird atmosphere in the elevator space changed the taste of this silence. It was like the night rain falling on the vast ocean in the dark night. It was silent, no one knew it, and no one saw it. Maybe even the fish under the water hadn’t noticed it. This silence is like that rain, and like freezing ice, it is frighteningly cold.

　　 Every second of time is divided into countless parts at this time, and each one takes an unusually long time. At this time, the air also has life, and life is born with its own weight.

　　 The air in the lift silently presses on the two people standing inside. But both of them stood upright at this time, and the spine in their bodies became a pillar made of ultra-steel steel, and there was no slight bending due to the weight. Their expressions are still ordinary. Under Cassia's usual appearance, he usually waits for the elevator to reach the floor he needs. They are impatient and quiet. The waiter has always maintained a business smile on his face. The muscles on his face are not tense because of this smile. His eyes are straight ahead, his clothes are meticulous, and he is still waiting for the elevator to arrive.

There is harmony in a small space, this will definitely become a quiet painting, like a large sunflower field reflecting the fine sunlight under the afternoon sun, quiet, soft, warm, and faintly fresh. Fragrant wind.

　　 But the weather is changing abruptly at this time. The sunflower field is right by the sea. There is a warm climate there, but there are also sudden storms.

　　 On the pale blue background canvas, the white clouds suddenly began to gather together, they became more and more thick. The white clouds began to be rendered by the paintbrush and turned into a plume gray that was about to fall. Below it was a blue-black sea about to set off a storm, and they were still calm at this moment!

　　Time started to pass faster, but the keen senses of the two people ~www.ltnovel.com~ are still extremely slow.

　　 On the stainless steel door, there is a gear-driven counter like a wall clock. Countless gears bite into each other and move forward. When the most critical one of them rolls over a week, the speed of the elevator will decrease, and the acceleration will change from fast to slow. The number "six" displayed in the center of the door will turn into a crisp sound of a wind chime. "Seven".

　　 Then the elevator stopped completely on the seventh floor, and was hung firmly in the midair of the elevator shaft by a steel cable.

After one second, or one and a half seconds, the stainless steel door will slowly open under the drive of gears and steam, and there will definitely be a soft red carpet on the seventh floor of the corridor before stepping on it as if stepping on a corpse. There are also golden patterns on it. Perhaps evenly spaced along the corridor, there will be a pot of flowers blooming in full bloom.

　　 All the scenes simulated in Cassia's mind began to be real in two seconds. First, the speed slowed down, then the wind chimes rang, and then the elevator doors opened.

　　 But the script that was supposed to follow the steps step by step changed slightly at this time.

　　 In the short time when the elevator door is opened, there should be a line that the waiter is not too long.

　　 of course is not "Hello, dear guest, what can I do for you", this is a bit too old and formatted.

　　 That line is like this, he was said by the waiter brother in standard imperial language.

　　 "Dear guest, don’t you have fun on the journey! I don’t know how our box feels when you use it!"