Before she finished her sentence, he suddenly stopped moving. Although Song Qingchun wanted to get out of the elevator, because he was blocking the door, she couldn't.
He was facing away from her, so she couldn't see his expression. However, she could tell he was unhappy from how straight his back was. He didn't turn to say anything in return; he just stood there quietly.
Song Qingchun couldn't recall the last time she had been so scared in his presence. She lost even the courage to look at his back, and thus, lowered her head to stare at the shopping bag in her hands instead.
The atmosphere in the elevator turned heavy and awkward.
The door tried to close several times, but since he was standing at the entrance, the door closed and then opened before it went straight to alarm.
Song Qingchun was irked by the shrill sound and so reached out to press the 'open' button. The alarm stopped, and silence reigned once more in the parking lot.
