The future?
Ji Jue lay on the ground, staring blankly at the ceiling.
It always feels like a somewhat unfamiliar term, though he's already used to it.
In the past, those who looked down on him would intentionally or unintentionally say things like, 'In the future, a wild child with no parents will probably end up begging for food.'
Lu Ma, while stewing soup, would watch him carrying tires and memorizing words downstairs, always smiling and telling him, 'You'll definitely accomplish something in the future.'
Seeing some of the young masters in the same research group clubbing and going to bars, they would occasionally reply to messages with a good mood, telling him to work hard so he could work for them in the future.
When he received his level three qualification, that ill-tempered but kind-hearted counselor looked at him for a long time and told him, 'You'll certainly be a great engineer in the future.'
Many people have spoken to him about the future.
