Your takeaway has arrived. You looked at the woman in the red dress with hollow eyes and waxy face outside the door with a dazed face, and couldn't help but smile wryly. The takeaway industry is highly competitive, and you started pretending to be ghosts to deliver food in the middle of the night.. As a result, you just finished speaking , the lights in the corridor are flickering, the woman... is gone... only a cold voice seems to come, please give five-star praise, thank you. (Reminder: Don't look in the mirror when dining!)