Time passed slowly. And the hands of the clock on the wall moved second by second.
Everyone waited from 7 a.m. to 1 p.m. It was hard to spend this period of time. And the snowstorm outside became heavier. The temperature was obviously decreasing.
There were four ice swans on the large disk in front of the hotel gate, but they were smashed by the billboard which was blown away last night. The hotel logistics staff were moving and cleaning up.
Through the glass door, Christina looked at the thermometer on the stone pillar. It was 12 degrees below zero.
She kept staring at the cleaners outside. One of the strong male employees was holding a hammer in his right hand. As he turned around, he happened to hit the thermometer on the stone pillar.
As if it was just an accident, they continued to clean up.
"Although there's a heater in the hotel, I feel colder and colder. Is it my illusion? What's the temperature outside now?"
Crystal curled up with cold and walked towards her with a thick scarf.
"It is12 degrees below zero outside."
Christina replied calmly. She took the scarf and wrapped it around her neck casually.
When Crystal heard that, she was stunned for a moment. "Impossible." Looking out of the glass door subconsciously, she remembered that there was a thermometer on the stone pillar next to the ice sculpture.
It was broken.
Christina's eyes were clear and she said with a flat voice, "The staff in the hotel probably didn't want to cause panic. I saw that they broke it on purpose."
All the doors and windows of the hotel were locked, and the entrance of the lobby was guarded. Tourists were not allowed to enter or leave at will.
Everyone seemed to be ready to leave. Their luggage was packed and they walked up and down the elevator. More and more people gathered in the lobby. It was as crowded as an airport waiting room.
There were about 200 people including passengers and staff. They spoke various languages with thin voices. Perhaps because there was no signal, they couldn't make phone calls. Everyone was very anxious.
"Go to the restaurant for lunch."
Christina struggled through the crowd and walked towards the hotel restaurant. Crystal followed behind Christina hurriedly. "Christina, do you think that the eight people have already arrived at the bottom of the mountain? Hey, it's better to leave early. The hotel is crammed with people. The atmosphere is so tense that I feel terrible."
Originally, she was very happy because of going on a trip. But now it was as if a refugee was rushing home. She had no appetite to eat anything.
"If you don't fill yourself up, you won't be able to run anymore."
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