Zhang Rongfang had a dream.
A very strange, bizarre dream.
He dreamt that he fell from the sky and landed on the ground, creating a huge crater.
Everything around was burning, roaring, shattering.
Then the scene shifted, and he became a puppet, living in a small Western-style villa, sleeping inside a clock tower at the top of the villa.
Every hour on the dot, he would push open the door from the wooden chamber below the clock and make a cooing sound.
He thought this life would never change, until one day.
A little girl with black hair and black eyes, dressed in a luxurious silk gown, took him out from the bottom of the clock tower.
"You're so cute, we look alike."
She held him every night as she slept, and every day she polished him with special oil, maintaining him.
Until one day, the girl's parents started arguing. They fought fiercely, seemingly over the girl's matter.
