When I just came down from 509 dormitory, there were not many girls in the corridor. It was almost 0 a.m., and when the lights went out, who would run outside?

I deliberately chose this time to come down and jump out of the clutter. I was nervous and afraid of being found out. It was like being a thief. I suddenly heard a voice behind my back and said that after waiting for me for a long time, it was like seeing a ghost.

When I saw the hostel aunt in the dim light, it was more exaggerated and frightening than seeing ghosts. Even if the back bumps into...