"I know that many young guys and girls in our department work much more overtime than I do, yet they may not necessarily have results."
Chen Lizhou looked at the people below.
"However, while I was at the company, for... various reasons, I exhibited what the Psychological Consultant described as 'mild dissociation.' But what truly made me like I was a while ago was an accident."
"Many of you here probably know about this accident, just like I just said—gossip spreads quickly."
People in the audience began to whisper again. Even though they knew Chen Lizhou would reveal the answer next, they couldn't suppress their curiosity, as if knowing a second earlier meant achieving some major victory.
But after a commotion, the noise quickly subsided.
"My wife is gone." Chen Lizhou's voice lowered.
Over the past few months, every time he mentioned this sentence, he was very calm.
Only now, his throat carried a vague feeling.
