Vientiane Writer

Others rely on the system to travel through time, and Su Zhi relies on cultivating cultural relics to travel through time. An old pen from six hundred years ago allowed him to step into the historical moments of each damaged cultural relic being sealed - to catch Yan Zhenqing's unshed tears and to finish writing unsent letters home for the border guards. The price is: every time he fixes an obsession, the real world forgets about him. The eyes of his colleagues began to look strange, the aunt in the cafeteria forgot to leave a meal for him, and the words on the notebook faded from page to page. He used his pen as a boat to cross the long river of history. History is using him as salary to burn a lamp. "When the painting is there, I am here. When the painting dies, I die."