The fluorescent tubes hummed monotonously.
Shen Jinghong's fingertips were hanging above the keyboard. The title "Risk Assessment Report on Aging and Leakage Problems of Water Supply Pipes in Unit B, Building 3, XX Community" on the screen was like a dazzling epitaph, announcing the wastage of his life.
Every character wears away some instinct in his bones. He could clearly feel that the beast in his body was agitated by this endless peace, and its sharp claws were repeatedly clawing at the cage called "reason".
