734. Fourth Floor

Zhou Changqing rubbed his eyes.

His reflection in the mirror rubbed its eyes as well.

Zhou Changqing figured he was probably tired from playing too many games, which was why he had experienced that illusion just now.

He twisted open the faucet, scooped up a handful of cold water, and scrubbed his face hard, clearing his mind completely.

He raised his head and looked into the mirror.

The mirror was empty, reflecting only the bathroom walls.

"It's fine this time."

Only then did Zhou Changqing relax. He wiped his cheeks with a towel and returned to the living room.

After gathering his clothes, he took his keys and phone and went downstairs. The stairwell was somewhat dim. It had been getting dark later recently, and a little afterglow spread through the clouds, gently brushing the slightly cramped entrance and cloaking it in a hazy radiance.

The elevator rose floor by floor as Zhou Changqing waited while scrolling through his phone.

At that moment, he heard the elevator stop. It had stopped downstairs.

"Hm?"

Zhou Changqing had pressed the button for the elevator going down. In theory, the elevator should first go up to the highest floor where someone had pressed the down button, then move downward floor by floor. Even if someone downstairs had pressed the up button to enter first, it should have been a different elevator that stopped, not the one he was waiting for.

"Maybe there's a problem with the program."

Zhou Changqing did not think much of it.

The elevator soon started moving again. With a ding, the doors opened.

Zhou Changqing had intended to see who had called the elevator downstairs, but he found the elevator completely empty. There was no one inside.

Only the smooth mirror reflected Zhou Changqing's face.

He paused, then walked