Qu Changlin has worked in a haunted house for three years and never thought that this day would come.

The face was only a few centimeters away from him. He could clearly see everything on the face, including the slightly upturned corners of the mouth, the sparse stubble, and the pair of eyes that exuded coldness all the time.

"My boss wants to see you."

The other person's lips moved up and down, as if he was speaking, but Qu Changlin felt that he could not hear any sound. Perhaps the nerves that transmitted sound had stopped working, or perhaps his brain had lost all function.

These are no longer important now. Qu Changlin didn't even think about why there was a person hanging upside down behind him.

His heart returned to normal after two seconds, and blood rushed to his brain in an instant. As his body gradually regained control, Qu Changlin reacted like a normal person would.

“Who’s there!”

With his vocal cords trembling, Qu Changlin slammed his head against the door in front of him. The thin mirror was pushed open. He wanted to run out, but the door of the fourth compartment was closed.

Trapped in a small space, Qu Changlin leaned his back against the door of the compartment, staring at the secret room where he was hiding. There was nothing in the dark and narrow room.

Covering his chest, Qu Changlin was sure that he had just seen a person, hanging upside down behind him with his head down!

"Where did he go?"

The scene that just happened has become a psychological shadow for Qu Changlin. If he doesn't figure it out, he probably won't dare to stay alone in a closed and dark space again in his life.

The air conditioner was on in the haunted house and the temperature was very low, but sweat kept coming out of Qu Changlin's forehead.

"The cubicle door is closed. That person should still be here."

Good fortune never comes alone, and misfortune never comes singly.

While Qu Changlin was thinking about this very serious question, there was a knock on the cubicle door behind him.

The bang bang knocks on the door seemed like death-threatening notes, maintaining a special rhythm, one after another, as if they were directly through the chest and hitting Qu Changlin's heart.

He wanted to move, but his calves would not obey him, his feet were weak and could not support his body, so he slowly sat down on the ground against the cubicle door.

It happened so suddenly that the situation changed in an instant. Before he could understand what was happening, he fell down.

There was an extra person in the dark room. He wanted to run outside, but the door was closed and he had no way to retreat. Qu Changlin found himself forced into a desperate situation without realizing it.

He kicked the ground with his legs and struggled to stand up: "If the person knocking on the door outside the cubicle is a tourist, then who was the person I just saw?"

Qu Changlin pressed his back against the door. He reached into his pocket, trying to find his cell phone to report the situation to his boss.

But just as he dialed the number and before he could speak, he heard a completely unfamiliar voice: "It's no use hiding. He will follow you home, hide in your shadow, lie on your windowsill, and get into your quilt..."

The sound came from outside the door, and the person knocking was standing on the other side of the door.

The other party did not use an exaggerated tone to deliberately scare Qu Changlin. His voice was very calm, as if he was telling a fact.

Qu Changlin covered his mouth. The call was connected, but he didn't dare to speak.

He could feel a cold gaze staring at him. He didn't dare to look back or move. His body seemed to be frozen.

"What should I do now?"

…

Chen Ge was lying on the baffle of the fifth compartment, looking down at Qu Changlin who was curled up in a ball, his eyes full of admiration.

"To stay in a toilet filled with odor for such a long time without wearing a mask, this person's professional ethics and professional skills are all above 80 points."

Holding on to the partition with one hand, Chen Ge used his other hand to grab the corpse model hanging upside down from the ceiling and shook it continuously.

The knocking sound that Qu Changlin heard was actually the sound of the puppet's head hitting the door.

The sound of the head banging against the door in a regular pattern was, of course, different from the sound of knocking with the hands.

Without the other party's knowledge, Chen Ge conducted a unilateral simple test on him.

"He is very capable and dedicated, but I don't know what kind of character he has."

While Chen Ge was thinking, Lao Zhou appeared silently behind him, holding a thick manual on the structure of the human body.

"This is?"

Opening the manual, you will see hand-drawn drawings of puppets in various styles and designs.

"There is a spare red lamp in the haunted house. The manual was found under the lamp. He didn't seem to want anyone to see it."

Lao Zhou and Chen Ge have spent a lot of time together, and he knows his boss very well, so sometimes he is particularly considerate.

After listening to Lao Zhou's words, Chen Ge imagined a picture in his mind. Qu Changlin was dressed as a ghost, hiding alone in a toilet where few tourists came. He was bored and taught himself a lot about puppets with the help of the light of the red desk lamp.

The first half of the manual contains Qu Changlin's own drawings and notes of the human body, while the second half is more like his own diary.

"On September 1, there were fewer and fewer visitors to the haunted house every day. I could hear people walking by the door, but no one came in. It was so sad."

"On September 3, I improved the dolls in the toilet. Each doll only costs an extra fifty yuan, and it can give tourists a more realistic feeling! Everyone will definitely look at me differently!"

"On September 4th, the cold icy rain pattered my face. The boss didn't agree to my renovation plan. Forget it. The haunted house is not doing well, and he is also very sad."

"September 15th. Today, I finally encountered a tourist entering the toilet to play! Let me think of how to scare him! Hahahaha!"

"On September 30th, Xiaodie said that she wanted to focus on her career for the time being and didn't want to fall in love. It seems that I have to work harder."

"October 15th, why do they always say I'm boring? I've done a lot of things I don't like in order not to seem so special, why do they still think I'm a weirdo?"

"October 30th. It turns out that Xiaodie likes him."

"November 1st, a new month begins. I want to be an interesting and sociable person. Come on! You can do it!"

There are many similar short diary entries in the booklet, and each one is very optimistic, but Chen Ge can see a strong bitterness in them.

He put the manual down and glanced at the words on the wall of the fifth compartment.

Unlike the third ward, the words here were all handwritten by the employees themselves. The toilet was the scene that Qu Changlin was in charge of, and the words on the wall were all written by him personally.

The ghost story in the toilet tells the story of a boy named Kobayashi who is hated by everyone because he likes to play pranks. In the end, everyone decides to play a trick on him together.

It’s a very simple plot, but it reflects Qu Changlin himself.

The Xiaolin in the story should be himself.

“Not all fish live in the same ocean, so why force it?”

Chen Ge thought about it and decided not to tease Qu Changlin anymore. He asked Lao Zhou to return the manual and he opened the door of compartment number four.