The girl at the back is still screaming, her cries filled with heart-wrenching fear.
Wen Linyu finally couldn't bear it anymore. He held onto the handrail and turned around in the darkness to look in the direction of the girl.
He said, "Take a deep breath, don't be afraid, shouting won't help."
An Li was almost in tears from fright, while the stranger lightly told her that shouting was useless.
An Li's hands trembled as she fumbled around in the darkness and touched the man's leather shoes.
Without thinking, she wrapped her arms around Wen Linyu's calf, shivering as she said, "But, but, sir, I'm scared…"
Even though there's not a shred of light in the elevator, An Li still heard a sigh.
Then, a pair of big hands felt her wrist, held it, and pulled her up.
An Li's legs seemed boneless, embarrassingly weak, completely frightened.
