Chen Yanjun, 45, is a nobody at work.
Then the new arrival, Lin Yihan, flees a sealed elevator in a panic, looking at me as if I were a monster.
After she transfers away, I become her quietest shadow.
Every event at the center becomes a carefully planned chance encounter from afar.
Every problem she faces is quietly solved by an anonymous account.
Thanks to this, she rises steadily, shining ever brighter.
Then, on the night of the celebration banquet, she leans toward me, drunk, her warm breath against my ear.
“Teacher Chen… did you help me because you knew, ”
“The person who frightened me in that elevator all those years ago… was actually my father?”
My whole world shatters without a sound.
