Zhou Yinuo stared at the small table clock in her hands, the soft white color almost glowing in the dim light of the villa. It had tiny deer antlers on top, a round cute face, and delicate golden hands ticking gently.
It looked out of place in this ruined world. It was too clean, too gentle, and too… warm amidst the chaos of the world.
She never thought Ji Ming would actually give it to her.
"A clock," she whispered under her breath. It felt unreal.
She had always guessed the time based on the sky or how tired she felt. It became a habit. A frustrating and exhausting habit. It was always wrong. But now… now she had something real. Something that could tell time for her.
"You like it?" Ji Ming's voice was soft as he leaned closer. He winked at her, a playful glint in his eyes. "I bought it for my girlfriend... but never got the chance to give it to her."
He paused, then added with a half-smile, "Don't despise it."
