Utensils have souls, and cultural context lasts forever. This is a family epic of "keeping treasures" that spans hundreds of years; this is a story about "keepers" - the grandfather spends his whole life "guarding", protecting national treasures from gunfire and looters; the father spends half his life "hiding", carving the origin of each antique into his blood; the grandchildren take over the mission and travel all over the world to "pursue", running around the world's auction houses and private rooms, to reunite the scattered artifacts with their homeland, just to take them home. Three generations, three postures, one mission. Objects have souls, and so do people. When souls flow endlessly between objects and blood, time is no longer a river, but an eternal corridor. "The moment you choose to protect it, it becomes immortal." They are ordinary but great; they are the keepers - a silent group...
