You pick up your chopsticks, about to take a bite of your Chinese food. But they fall from your fingers. There ’ s a hair in the fried rice in front of you, a long black hair that could only belong to the waitress who took your order.

“ Excuse me! ”

The girl puts down her Chinese newspaper immediately and comes to you, a terrified look on her young face. She looked scared enough when you spoke to her before. Now you can even see a flinch in her dark eyes.

“ Do you see this? ” you ask, pulling the long hair from the food. “ What is this? ” “ ... Show more