Dad, I Owe You Five Minutes of Liquidated Damages
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Dad is a time management freak. In his eyes, time is money, and wasting time is seeking wealth and murder. He set a strict price list for me: if I stay idle for one minute, I will be fined one yuan; if I eat for more than ten minutes, I will be fined five yuan; if I am slow in doing the questions, I will be charged by the second. I race against the second hand every day, and I have to hold my watch even when I go to the toilet. What I was most afraid of was that my father would look at the stopwatch and say coldly: "Li An'an, you have a time deficit today, use your sleep time tomorrow to pay off the debt." In order to "earn" time, I never dared to look at the scenery while walking, and I spoke as fast as a machine gun. That day, I was five minutes late coming home because I helped an old lady cross the street. I know that I can't afford these five minutes of "liquidated damages". I lingered in front of my house, afraid to go in. An uncle in a suit who looked like a boss told me that he had a time machine that could turn back time. Turn back time? That would be great. That way I won't be late, my dad won't be angry, and I won't be saddled with "time debt"! I nodded eagerly and took my uncle's hand. I thought I was going to get back time, but I didn't know that it was a trap that would stop my life forever.
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