The buildings near University City were built many years ago, back when there weren't skyscrapers with dozens of floors, and having ten-odd floors was already impressive.
The noise came from a nine-story building.
Nine floors, one unit with four apartments, yet there was only one elevator.
Seeing the elevator stuck on the fifth floor and not moving for a long time, Lu Huanhuan gritted her silver teeth and dashed toward the stairs, heading straight for the rooftop.
"Bang!"
She pushed open the wooden door on the rooftop and, gasping for breath, looked toward the scene.
The night wind was strong,
and very cold.
A young man dressed as a waiter had already climbed up the exterior wall of the tall building and was standing shakily, looking down.
"Don't!"
Besides the young man who wanted to die, there was a pregnant woman, sprawled on the ground, crying out loudly to the young man:
"Zheng Kuo, don't do it!"
