Tick. Tock. Tick. Tock...
"Jie? It's six..." Xu Rouguang opened the door to Lai Mingjie's office, worried that something was keeping him busy for the entire day. Aside from seeing his father that morning, Lai Mingjie didn't even go out for lunch. Staring at the packed meal he had at hand, Xu Rouguang soon went to come inside the inner office.
The cluttered desk was still there, but Lai Mingjie was just passed out on his chair. His foot was on the table, away from the files that he needed to review and sign for the day. He had his wrist on his face, and his lips were mumbling so softly. Even the coffee that Xu Rouguang made for him that morning was still there.
