C662 Meeting

Following the spreading of the morning light, the clean room was being lit up bit by bit, just like Zhang Zitao's life.

Standing in front of the window and looking out at the world, Zhang Zitao was slightly dazed.

How did he get to where he was today?

How many people had he met along the way, and how many things had he done?

Zhang Zitao knew that if he really wanted to remember