Though it was daytime, the equipment room, located at the back of the swimming center, was almost always untouched by sunlight throughout the year, making it somewhat dark indoors due to the excess materials piled up.
When Zhang Jianjun pushed the door open and walked in, he hadn't expected anyone to be inside.
He entered almost without lifting his head.
After entering, he didn't forget to turn back and firmly close the door.
Just as his hand was about to leave the door handle, a familiar voice sounded from behind him.
"Worker Zhang, long time no see."
Zhang Jianjun's body noticeably stiffened for a moment.
He slowly turned around, his old face filled with shock, fraught with tension and fear.
It had been some time since they last met, and his newly grown hair had already turned grey.
Zhang Jianjun, not yet fifty, now looked exceptionally aged.
After a brief daze, Zhang Jianjun turned his head, intending to leave.
