Time Concentration

Six-year-old Lu Zhishi ran into his grandfather's laboratory. The light flashed three times. He begins to see fragments of the future. Grandpa discovered time particles in the data - the material basis of time. My father found the same signal in deep space. Time is not the background, it is the medium. Four-dimensional civilization is pouring "free time" into three dimensions, and the time concentration of the earth is increasing year by year. It spreads when drunk and causes and effects loosen. Grandpa built the time element matrix to protect the present. My father built a light ship to escape time. Lu Zhishi sat on the edge of the spout, his finger on the knob - only he could open the door. Three generations rarely speak. They put their words on coils, in waveforms, in teacups. This is a silent redemption, the price is everyone's own time.