I went to the corner of the corridor. There was a smoking area, all blue floor glass. Looking down, the busy streets and streets in the city centre had a good view. Successful people liked to stand high and look far. How about me? I looked down at the cars in the downstairs parking lot and down at the residential areas of commercial buildings. All of them were envious.

is sending a sigh, far away to hear the sound of rhythmic high-heeled shoes clicking down the corridor, this familiar rhythm, is it Wang Jin? It's working time now. If she should see me as a kid and be idle again,...