She Has Been Hoarding It for Twenty Years, Waiting for Me to Grow up and Marry Her.

In 1985, when he was eight years old, he received half a steamed bun at the entrance of the orphanage. She said: "My name is Xie Heng. Come and marry me in twenty years." He remembered. Then forgotten. In 2005, detective Pei Jin found a yellowed letter in the archives. It was signed in 1985, but the writer called himself "Xie Heng in 2005." Twenty boxes of supplies were dug out from under the floor of the old house - rice, sugar, soap, college entrance examination review materials, and antihypertensive medicine. Antihypertensive drugs. It was only launched in 2004. What's even weirder is that he was shot in the abdomen while investigating a cultural relic smuggling case, and a pack of hemostatic gel appeared out of thin air in his left pocket. Printed on the packaging: "Xie Heng Pharmaceutical". He never bought this. "Who is she?" The archivist of the welfare home said: "She came here in 1985 and again in 1995. She has not aged a bit in these twenty years." Adoptive father Lu Zhiwei said: "She stole my technology. Time delivery - sending items from the future to the past. The price was... Her life." "Every time she gives something away, she becomes one year older. After twenty years of supplies, she goes from twenty years old to forty years old." "I raise you, Pei Jin, because your blood can pay the price for her." "She's the thief. And you... Are my fuel." During the gunfight on the pier, he saw her when he was dying. Navy blue trench coat, translucent silhouette, like salt melting into water. "I told you not to come to the docks. But you never obeyed." "I haven't been hoarding it for twenty years just to let you die here." She stopped his bleeding and her figure faded. He took her hand and ran his fingertips through the void. "Don't go! Tell me where you are!" "You won't find it. But I will find you. Every time." He activated the time delivery machine and sent himself back to 1985. But he saw her lying in a pool of blood. "Pei Jin... Next time... Don't come back..." Closed loop. Closed loop. Closed loop. There is no beginning and no end. There is only a cycle of loss. Until he discovered the third instruction hidden in the machine—— "May time be kind to you. PS: Please prevent me from dying in 1985. The price is: you will be stuck in 1985 forever." "Or, choose the third path: take her with you." This is a story about "hoarding". She has been hoarding rice, sugar, soap, bicycle tickets, college entrance examination review materials, antihypertensive drugs for 20 years... The last material item is herself. And what he has been hoarding for twenty years is the memory of falling in love with her again in every cycle. "Pei Jin, I have been hoarding it for twenty years, waiting for you to grow up and marry me." "What do you mean?" "It means I've been preparing since 1985." Concept: The concept of this novel can be summarized in one sentence: love is the only variable that breaks the closed loop. The first level: about the inversion of "hoarding" and "consumption" In traditional era novels, "hoarding" is self-serving - the protagonist travels back in time and hoards supplies to make himself rich. But in this story, hoarding is altruistic, even self-destructive. Every time Xie Heng delivers supplies, he consumes one point of life. What she is hoarding is not wealth, but a person's future. And Pei Jin finally discovered that the only thing he could "hoard" was memory, choice, and the obsession to fall in love with her again in every cycle. The essence of hoarding is the fight against time. The only way to fight against time is to share time. Second level: Philosophy about "closed loop" and "spiral" The core setting of the story is a closed loop of time - there is no starting point, no end, and cause and effect are the starting point for each other. This structure itself is fatalistic: one cannot escape fate, and every effort is just repetition. But the final "Spiral Agreement" broke this despair. The spiral does not break the closed loop, but rises in the closed loop - each cycle retains something: memory, love, choice. It's like two people spinning in circles, but each round is a little higher than the previous one, until they finally turn out of the plane of time. This is not a rebellion against fate, but a dance with fate. The third level: the ethics of "remembering" and "forgetting" Pei Jin can choose to forget and live a normal life. Xie Heng hoped he would forget. Even the design of the machine itself is to make the deliverer forget, in order to alleviate the pain. But he chose to remember. Remember how many times she died. Remember the dock's blood. Remember the smell of mothballs. Remembering is an ethical choice. Forgetting is a survival strategy. And love is the courage to choose to remember. The fourth level: The ultimate proposition about "one person" and "two people" Xie Heng has been hoarding alone for twenty years. Aging alone. Die alone. Alone becomes a "residual image". Her tragedy is not death, but loneliness - all contributions are one-way, and all materials are "given" rather than "shared". Pei Jin's final awakening was not "I'm here to save you", but "I'm here to stock up with you". From "her hoarding" to "hoarding together", from one-way consumption to two-way co-construction. The ultimate form of love is not sacrifice, but companionship. It's not "I die for you", it's "we live together". Summary On the surface, this novel is a suspenseful love story about time travel, but at its core it is a questioning of the possibility of love: when time becomes a cage, when fate becomes a closed loop, when memory becomes a curse - is there still a way out for love? The answer is: yes. But the premise is that two people choose to remember together, choose to consume together, and choose to turn the closed loop into a spiral. She had been hoarding her life for twenty years, waiting for him to grow up. He had been hoarding memories for twenty years, and finally learned - no longer let her hoard them alone. This is the intention.