The night was very heavy.
Lin Wan Yi stood by the crib.
Moonlight like a thin layer of frost, scattered on the ground of metal parts.
Gears, hairsprings, springs, pointers…
Every piece sparkled with a cold light.
That was Professor Liu's treasured pocket watch.
An antique that in this era could trade for a courtyard house in Beijing.
Now, it has become a pile of scrap metal.
Lin Wan Yi held her forehead.
Her temples throbbed.
The instigator, Gu An, was already fast asleep.
Small chest rising and falling, with a trace of satisfied drool at the corner of his mouth.
As if what he had dismantled wasn't a watch, but an ordinary block toy.
Lin Wan Yi let out a long sigh.
How to explain this?
The next morning.
The sky was just lightening.
"Knock, knock, knock!"
The abrupt knocking sound began.
Lin Wan Yi's heart skipped a beat.
What's supposed to come, still came.
She opened the door.
Standing outside was Professor Liu, his face radiant.
