There's No Time to Live Anyway

I have thirty-eight years left to live, and only twenty-one days are truly mine. Hu Qingmo, 28 years old, Internet product manager. My monthly salary is 20,000 yuan, my three credit cards are overdrawn, and my landlord is pressing for rent. At two o'clock in the morning, an app called "Shiqi" told him: In your life, work, commuting, entertainment, passive social interaction - all the "grey time" that you cannot decide how to spend your time - account for 94.6%. There are only 21 days left that truly belong to you. He sold his gray time for ten years in exchange for rent and minimum repayments. The moment the transaction was completed, he found that he could no longer "be in a daze". What does it feel like to wait for someone? What does it feel like to be distracted? That area in my mind was empty. Until he discovered that the time that was sold could be stolen back. 1 Second each time. 5 Seconds each time. Steal from the boss's distracted moments, steal from the anxious waiting of colleagues, and steal from everyone who is "wasting other people's time." The stolen time carries with it the memory, body temperature, and tears of the original owner. But he soon discovered: every second he stole, the Chrono Clan was simultaneously stealing from him. He was never the hunter, he was always the hunted. When the "emotional harvesting lists" of millions of users around the world exploded at the same time - he realized that what he had stolen back was not just time. It is the right to be a human being that is used as fuel to be burned. This is more than a story about time. This is a story about how the ability to "wait for someone" is lost and how to get it back.