The voice sounded very familiar, but I don't want to see him at the moment. I'm even afraid to see him. During this period of time in the company, I tried my best not to contact him, and he didn't make things difficult for me as before, as if he had become two strangers.

I didn't know why he suddenly came here. Thinking that it was impolite not to open the door, i raised my hand to open the door.

The iron door was rusty. When I opened the door, it creaked. I only looked at the crack of the door and asked, "what's up?"

Jeffrey Scott looked down at...