Zhang Jianjun has had chronic pharyngitis for many years, which flares up whenever seasons change or hot and cold air intersect.
In Zhang Qi's memories, when his father's pharyngitis acted up, the coughing was always shamelessly loud.
But today, he was clearly exerting effort to lower the volume.
It was this suppressed coughing that made Zhang Qi realize that the door of the house was not locked, but left ajar.
Zhang Qi reached out to pull the door handle, and indeed, the door opened.
Although Zhang Qi's house is small, due to the layout, there is a small entryway near the door.
This area is cluttered with boxes of shoes that are not worn between seasons, and facing it is a wall; turning past it, you need to go through a narrow corridor to reach the living room.
When Zhang Qi pushed open the door, he heard the sound of the TV coming from the living room.
