In the early morning, the entire park was still immersed in silence.
On the plastic track of the sports park in the industrial park, a tall and slender figure ran towards us slowly in the morning mist.
There was also a Border Collie with shiny fur following beside him.
Simon wore a pair of black sweatpants and a pure white cotton T-shirt. It didn't take long for him to run one lap on the plastic track. When he passed the fitness equipment area for the fifth time, Simon slowed down a little and glanced back at his son who was taking a walk like an old man: "Tsk, don't be lazy."
Pidan let out a resentful "wow", sat down on the track, and simply stopped moving.
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