In the summer of 2006, I was working part-time at a 24-hour cold drink shop near my school.

The cold drink shop is located near the school, and the customers are mainly from nearby students, and most of the waiters here are part-time students like me. The summer vacation is coming to an end, and all the part-time students have not yet returned, and there are occasionally not enough people in the store, so sometimes I will stay here for a while after work to help out temporarily or something.

At 9:10 p.m. that night, I was about to leave the cold drink shop and go back to my temporary residence when I received a call from the store for takeout. Although it was a bit late, the takeaway address was very close, and I happened to be on my way home, so I took the initiative to ask the manager to ask for this takeaway, and then send the money back to the store tomorrow.

The manager agreed.

This takeaway destination is easy to find, is an entertainment hotel nearby, and as far as I know, it's a hotel with special services.

I got out of the elevator and knocked on the door of 909, as I expected, it was a woman who opened the door, she didn't look very old, and her appearance was okay, but it could be seen from the dress that it was the young lady who worked here.

The young lady was quite polite, took the takeaway I handed over, and asked, "How much?"

"Twenty-eighth. I said.

The young lady gave me a hundred. And I just stopped by for a little takeout, and I didn't have any change, so I told her frankly that I couldn't find it.

This young lady didn't embarrass me, and glanced into the room, I was standing at the door, and I could vaguely hear the sound of water coming from the toilet, so someone should be taking a shower.

The young lady said that she was going down to get the change, and asked me to wait for her here, and I thought it would be enough to wait outside the door, and she suggested that I go and wait in the house, and if the guests found out that she was not there, I would help to explain.

Before I could hesitate, the young lady moved very quickly, pushed me into the room, and ran towards the elevator in her slippers.

Miss like the wind. I took two steps inside and sat down on a stool.

On the left side of the door is the toilet room, and there is a frosted glass between the toilet and the room, and I can see a figure inside, but the figure does not seem to be taking a bath, but is sitting on the toilet, and his hand is raised for a while, as if he is smoking. But listening to the sound of water coming from inside, the shower head should be open.

I took a closer look around the room, it was ten o'clock in the evening, the curtains were not closed, and the neon lights of the building opposite were flickering. On the bedside table, there was a room card, some hotel supplies, ashtrays, condoms or something, but other than that, there was nothing special.

I sat for a while, and the people in the toilet still didn't come out, probably not smoking, just sitting.

I began to feel a little embarrassed in my heart, why didn't this young lady come back? What's the matter with the man in the toilet, he squatted in it and didn't come out, could it be that he knew that an outsider was coming, and he was embarrassed to see someone.

After a while, there was some movement in the toilet, as if someone inside was talking on the phone. But I couldn't hear what he was saying, and I couldn't hear his voice. After about half a minute, the voice of the man in the toilet suddenly increased, and this time I could hear it clearly, what he said was: "If you are so messy, I will make you not get a penny,!"