I ran out of the bathroom excitedly, but at this time the corridor was empty. I stood there and looked around, but I didn't see the man. He disappeared without a trace.

I lowered my head, looked at the business card in my hand, and thought, is it really him?

Then he has changed a lot. I can clearly remember that the former little Eugene was short and small. He usually didn't like to talk, his academic performance was not good, and he was always bullied by bad classmates in the class.

At that time, he often hid behind me, waiting for me at the door of my house when...