A laughing voice came through the receiver: "Or are you testing my IQ!?"
"Ah..." Jian patted her head, "Drank too much, drank too much, my brain's not working anymore!" After speaking, she hung up the phone, leaning her whole body against the wall.
A few minutes later, the elevator stopped on the seventh floor, but after the doors opened, Jian didn't emerge for a long time, leaning against the wall with half-closed eyes, and it wasn't until the door closing sound echoed that she reacted.
She pressed the button, her steps were already wobbling severely, staggering as she walked out of the elevator.
Each floor of the apartment had only two households, A Unit and B Unit, facing each other. Jian looked back and forth for a long time, everything before her eyes blurred, and it took a full five minutes before she could see which one was B Unit.
Then, she slowly walked up and pressed the doorbell.
