My skill tree increases every day.

on Monday.

The most unpleasant day of the week.

The two-day weekend break didn't leave anyone feeling refreshed; instead, it left them wanting more.

Lin Yu got up early as usual at six o'clock in the morning.

After a brief greeting to Liu Zhiyuan, who was still awake, Lin Yu began his morning run.

Since being dragged up the mountain for training by Chen Shuyan last night and discovering that his physical strength was far inferior to Chen Shuyan's, Lin Yu made up his mind to start training.

Then he delayed for two days.

Finally, on Monday, Lin Yu stepped out of his room.

Although he used to get up early, he had never done such a healthy activity.

At six o'clock in the morning, which is not early at all, many city dwellers have already begun their busy day.

White steam rose from the breakfast stalls along the roadside.

The elderly men doing their morning exercise were all wearing white tank tops and doing strange health-preserving exercises.

Some people leaned against the trees, swinging their arms and legs; others kept bumping into the trees, polishing the trees that the city had worked so hard to maintain until they shone; still others took a rope and hung their necks from the tree trunks.

There were even instances of people using their groin to stab a smooth tree hole of dubious origin.

In short, it's about picking on trees.

Lin Yu, wearing his sportswear that had been idle for several years, lowered his head and began his rare morning run along the riverbank.

After running two kilometers, Lin Yu was already feeling quite tired. Panting and holding his back, he stopped by the river.

There was a light mist along the river in the morning. Unlike Tianjin, there were no old men diving into the river here.

Holding onto the railing by the river, Lin Yu breathed softly.

Lin Yu has never been physically strong since childhood. In middle school, during the physical education exam, it usually took him almost 6 minutes to finish the 1000-meter race.

Then, by bribing the class representative, a passing grade was filled in.

Fortunately, physical education wasn't included in the entrance exam for Lin Yu's high school, otherwise Lin Yu might be somewhere now.

After running and stopping for about an hour, Lin Yu finally began to slowly walk back.

I stopped by a breakfast stall and had a bowl of vermicelli soup and a basket of soup dumplings.

Since Liu Zhiyuan didn't utter the magical spell of bringing breakfast when he left, Lin Yu assumed he didn't need it.

It's definitely not because I didn't hear Liu Zhiyuan call me "Dad".

As soon as he opened the door, Liu Zhiyuan asked, "What have you been doing?"

"Going for a run."

"That's rare." Liu Zhiyuan shifted his position on the bed. "Shall we give it a try?"

"Let me take a shower."

"Hurry up, finish this game and then go to sleep."

Although this conversation at 7 a.m. was a bit strange, it was indeed a typical day for Lin Yu and Liu Zhiyuan.

On mornings without classes, Liu Zhiyuan would play a game of Go with Lin Yu, who had just woken up, before going to sleep.

Actually, we can just rent a place where we share a bed, since I get up early and you go to bed early anyway.

Sometimes Lin Yu would think like this.

At 10:00 a.m., Lin Yu shouldered his small schoolbag and set off for the Qingzhou Polytechnic Library.

Come to think of it, when was the last time I went to the library?

In fact, Lin Yu had never been to the library. The last time he had ever been to the library was when he first enrolled and a senior student was introducing the school to him, and he caught a glimpse of it from the outside.

With its white walls, black tiles, flying eaves, and bracket sets, the library at Qingzhou University of Technology has a well-designed exterior.

It's not final week or exam season now, otherwise there would be long lines at the library entrance before it even opens, and during that time you might even need to book about two days in advance to get a seat.

As for now, Lin Yu didn't see many people.

Lin Yu was wearing a short-sleeved hooded sweatshirt and jeans today, with a shoulder bag on his back, looking somewhat like a high school student.

There were no classes on Monday morning, which was the most satisfying class schedule Lin Yu had ever had this semester.

There weren't many people in the library, and Lin Yu quickly arrived at the door of the small study room that Senior Sister Li Mai had reserved.

Just as I was about to knock on the door, my phone vibrated in my pocket.

Lin Yu took out his phone; it was a voice message from his mother.

Lin's mother: "Xiao Yu, I can't find your old textbooks."

Yesterday, Lin Yu promised Chen Shuyan that he would tutor the child. Although Chen Shuyan said she would give Lin Yu the materials, Lin Yu still felt uncertain.

Only then did he send a message to Lin's mother, intending to find his old textbooks and notes to recall what he was like in elementary school.

Lin Yu: Mom, could you look again? See under my desk?

Lin's mother: "I've already told you, I'm the one who put all those things away. Do you need to teach me? When have I ever seen you pack anything? Now that you can't find them, you're blaming me..."

Lin Yu: ...

Lin Yu: Okay, if it's not there, it's not there. Anyway, it's not anything important.

Lin's mother: "From now on, you need to keep your own things safe. Don't keep coming to me when you can't find them..."

Lin's mother: "57"

Lin's mother: "59"

Lin's mother: "48"

……

Mother, please stop using your supernatural powers...

Lin Yu looked at the row of red dots that appeared on the chat interface and put his phone away with a sense of helplessness.

I was wondering why I hadn't noticed anything was missing this morning.

Before, if he couldn't find something, I could blame him for being forgetful and not tidying up properly, but now if he can't find something, I really can't blame him!

There really are special circumstances right now!

Lin Yu sighed, rubbing his forehead. Where could he possibly explain this?

This isn't the kind of ability that can concretely change the material world, so it's something I can demonstrate. I doubt anyone would believe Lin Yu's current situation anyway.

To put it bluntly, Lin Yu now has to be mindful of others' attitudes if he wants them to study him.

However, this time it wasn't entirely fruitless. At least now Lin Yu understands that things that aren't around him can also be affected.

I really need to travel less far from home in the future.

Don't go on a trip one day, only to come home to a bare, unfinished house!

There's no way to call the police yet.

This time was different from most cases; it was a completely immersive memory experience, something that had only happened once before.

That time was... what was it again?

In my memory, Lin Yu was kneeling there.

Beneath my knees was a worn-out mat, with gray cotton wool showing through the tear in the mat.

She looked up at the statue in front of her.

It's impossible to tell from that statue which deity or Buddha once enjoyed incense offerings here.

The face is blurred, the paint has peeled off completely, revealing the wooden core underneath. Only the eyes remain, with two faintly drawn phoenix eyes still visible.

What's amazing is that even though most of the lacquer has peeled off, the exposed wooden core shows no signs of decay.

"Your Highness, this is the sweet potato Daddy gave me this morning, it's so sweet!"

"Your Majesty, I'm about to start elementary school, and my mother initially said that we can't afford to buy books and didn't want me to go."

"Your Majesty, I want to go to school. My neighbor, Sister Er Ya, says school is really fun."

"Your Majesty..."

In Lin Yu's memory, he knelt there and talked on and on for a long time.

He stood up only when his knees ached, and picked up the small ceramic bowl placed on the altar in front of the statue.

The bowl contained half a boiled sweet potato that had already been bitten into.

"Mom said we can eat after we worship the goddess."

As she spoke, she took a bite of the sweet potato.