Fantasy Clock～Dream Ruler～

The dark night was dyed a clear blue by the rising sun. As soon as I opened the door of the house, the cold wind blowing in the corridor blew into my sleeves, making me shiver all over. The sound of footsteps behind me made me turn my head tremblingly while rubbing my hands together. My father's army green sweater looks quite warm, and I can't help but regret wearing it so thinly.

Parking is next door to the bike shed downstairs. When he walked to my dad's car, he shook his head with a disgusted expression, and then patted me on the shoulder lightly.

"The car seems to be a little too dirty.. Go upstairs with me to get ready, wash the car a little bit clean?"

"Uh... You're obviously the one who doesn't care about these things, so you made it so dirty, right?"

I complained to him, followed him and turned around to prepare to go up again. I took another look at the dusty hood. Except for the front window, the windows on all sides had a noticeable layer of grime.

Today is the last day of winter vacation. My father chose to send me home on this day, and I wouldn't be so stupid as to think he did it for the reason he said, "there will be a lot of people returning home in the first few days, and the road will be blocked". Now, he who has been letting the car accumulate dust indifferently to such an extent must be using the car wash as an excuse to give me more time. I wouldn't hate him for doing it, since we're not together most of the year.

"I had a great time in the game hall with me yesterday. Thank you."

I watched his back, thanked him loudly that he would not hear, and inadvertently pulled the corners of my mouth. But when I walked forward again, I always felt that someone's eyes fell on my face. I froze for a moment, and looked around in all directions, and then I was attracted by a girl. She actually sat on the roof above the carport, swinging her feet lazily but freely.

Regardless of how she sat on the ceiling, there is nothing on the ground that can stand on her feet. If she can jump to such a height by jumping backwards, it is simply an absurd plot of a fantasy story; It can support the weight of a person, and the girl is not the type with an extremely slender figure. Rather, she has quite plump breasts. What I noticed was that she was swinging her legs like this in a skirt..cough cough..

In any case, the scene in front of me - the girl sitting on the roof looking at me against the sun, with a gentle smile in her eyes, is still too unrealistic. I rubbed my eyes vigorously, only to find that the girl was still looking at me with her eyes tilted and her head tilted. Realizing that this is reality, I suddenly remembered the shameful thanks I said to my father's back, and my whole body became unnatural.

"Lin Yu, what's the matter? Why don't you come up?"

The shout of my father in the apartment building pulled me back to reality from my own consciousness, and I quickly answered him "it's okay". Under the dreamy sight, I blushed and ran away Into the unit building. I went upstairs two steps at a time, ran to the door of my house on the second floor, and almost knocked my dad who was going out with a bucket to the ground accidentally. Dad couldn't help but gave me a weird look.

"What's the matter, Lin Yu...you face is so red?" He looked me up and down, and suddenly showed a malicious smile, "While I went upstairs for a while, I went to hook up with some beautiful girl ?”

"Where does such a thing happen! Hey Dad, don't apply your childhood appearance to me!!"

Dad snorted nonchalantly, handed me the plastic bag in his hand, motioned for me to take it, and then he went downstairs with the bucket himself.

"You don't have to hide it from me... I have also experienced your age, and I understand your desire to transform from drills to actual combat. Judging by the degree of your blush, the girl you hooked up with should be of a glamorous level, right?"

"Ah...it's really pretty." I recalled the girl's appearance, and I couldn't help feeling that the tear mole had a unique charm. But then I suddenly realized something, Dad was also looking at me with a smirk, and the temperature on his face that had just faded became hot again, "Dad, you...you actually tricked me?! Wait, no ! I didn't hook up with her!"

"Oh~ So it was the little girl who approached you by herself?" Dad's eyes suddenly brightened, and he just walked downstairs at this time. He put down the bucket and hooked my shoulder with earnestness. "Lin Yu, seize the opportunity! Dad believes that as long as you work hard, you can get a date tomorrow."

"What, you, how can you encourage your son to do such a thing? Wait, isn't this kind of thing said when encouraging children to study? Also, there is a shoulder hook movement between father and son... not so much Common, hello!"

I actually used such a series of complaints on my father, which is enough to prove that he is also a very strange father. But I think, in my heart, perhaps only he can have such a relationship with his son. Even if he doesn't say a word, it seems that he has the magic power to get closer to others. Listening to my mother.. Of course, I only heard her say it once - when she was attracted by the silent mother. But when I mentioned why I was going to get a divorce again, the sweet smile on her face for the memories of the first meeting suddenly disappeared... I am not incomprehensible, such as the fact that I can wash my car so dirty.

When I arrived at the bicycle shed, I instinctively glanced at the ceiling above, only to find that the girl was no longer there. Although I'm not even sure whether the encounter with the girl was delusional or not, her gentle smile at that time was branded in my heart... especially the brown tear mole. I sighed softly, turned around and walked towards Dad, but he just stood there blankly for some reason.

I quickened my pace and took a few steps forward. Just as I was about to ask him why he was standing there, I couldn't help but be attracted by the brand-new car next to him, which looked like a newly bought car. It was parked where my father had parked. I instinctively looked around for the private car covered in plaster, and then looked at the license plate of the car in front of me. It was indeed my father's license plate number. After careful observation, the "new car" parked in front of me is undoubtedly the model of my father's car except for its cleanliness.

"Lin Yu, are you talking to a girl from a car wash shop?"

"Hey, how is that possible! Besides, where is the car wash nearby!"

I didn't expect my father to make such a joke with me... However, it may be because he couldn't understand what was going on, so he said this sentence in a daze. And at this moment, out of the corner of the eye, he caught a glimpse of a pink sticky note, which was pasted on the rear window of the car, and it was still on the side of the car.

"It doesn't matter whether you're hooking up with a car wash or a fairy... let's get in the car first..."

I nodded in a daze, opened the car door and sat in the back row of the car, then quickly took off the pink note when my father was not paying attention.

"Okay.. Now I think you hooked up with a fairy.. Even the inside of the car was wiped clean.."

My dad stepped on the gas pedal while thinking about it. There was a small bump when the rear wheel hit the interception of the parking lot. I spread my palm lightly, and the blue pen on the sticky note was neat and clean.

"Hey, the thank you just now was cute~ I didn't mean to laugh at you, and I overheard it... I'm really sorry~

"Then I thought, I accidentally heard your whisper, how can I make it up? Why don't I give you a gift, the lovely one, and it would be even better if I could return the gift someday."

If you don't tell me your contact information, how on earth should I return a gift... At least tell me your name, right? I put the note in my pocket and turned my head to the side.

The ever-fading scenery outside the car window speeds up. On the road, as my father said, the traffic flow on the last day of the holiday will not be as congested as imagined.

If there are gods in the world, I think they must also have strange personalities. Just like humans.

And me. I definitely met a casual and gentle god. She found my thanks and my little thoughts that dared not tell him directly funny, but also felt guilty because she accidentally heard my whisper; Extravagant gifts will make me long for pie from the sky, so I was given this innocuous gift.

Among those gods with different personalities, my favorite must be the gentle god.

It's only been a week.. Maybe even shorter than a week.. I forgot about my encounter with that girl.

Just like every time I have a dream, whether it is a nightmare or a sweet dream, I always forget it inadvertently. Sometimes I think it's not that I've forgotten the dream, but that the dream has forgotten me. So I'm also disqualified from remembering it.

Then, the girl must have forgotten me. Maybe she is still worried that I will look to the gods to save me at a critical moment; maybe there are other objective reasons that oppress her to forget.

But in the bottom of my heart, the subconscious self that has left an impression, is still silently looking forward to meeting her again, and even thinking about how I should return the gift to the gods.

The gentleness of that girl is sleeping deep in the memory. It will not force me to think about it, and it will not expect another gift from the gods. I think it will only silently look forward to the next encounter.

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This is the past of Lin Yu, a ruler who longed for the unattainable.