June 1, Wednesday. On a foggy and quiet night, I huddled in the corner of the western restaurant alone, playing with my mobile phone in solitude.

The lights outside the window flickered, and the blue light made my heart tremble. Suddenly, the phone rang loudly, and my hair and I started to jump together.

Quiet, the harsh ringtone made the surrounding environment even quieter. I walked step by step to the phone, and the classic scene from "The Ring" flashed in my mind. Only then did I regret how I had watched so many horror movies. At that time, I was looking for

Stimulate yourself and scare yourself now.

"Who are you looking for?" I was so nervous that I forgot the special words to answer the phone.

"I'm looking for you." A woman's voice.

My brain is nervously searching for information about monsters in the sea.

"Who are you and what's the matter with you?" Is it a blessing or a curse to receive a phone call from a woman at midnight?

"Who do I sound like to you?" The woman smiled.

"Me," I have never heard this voice before, and I thought in my heart, sister, you must have found the wrong person. Although I am a bit perverted, I have never harmed anyone.

"You've got the wrong person. I'm an intern here." My voice was trembling.

"I'm looking for you. It's you I'm looking for. You go to the staff channel now. I have something to ask you. Hurry up." Before I could answer, the call was disconnected.

As the saying goes, no man in the world can let go of the opportunity to be alone with a woman late at night, as long as he is a man.

Although I was a little scared, I still stood in the employee aisle.

The fog outside was so thick that I couldn't see anything except a few dim lights.

I stood and looked back from time to time, because I knew that many people died by the hands behind me.

Time passed as the night deepened. Ten minutes passed and still no one came.

I looked at my watch. It was 11 o'clock. Who would want to ask me for trouble at this time?

After the impulse, the brain resumed its normal thinking function. Damn it, I was deceived.

I suddenly realized that I had been deceived.