19. Fourth dimension
Fourth dimension
Darkness and light: deep space, dream and science fiction outside of time
Because of time, everyone in the world is suffering.
The beginning.
When Gullin and Yao Chien-ju came out of the wedding shop, they all had happy smiles on their faces. They’re getting married!
It was just that they were laughing at the streets, and Guerinlyn was holding her head down and showing pictures to Yao Chien-hyun’s photo album, while the person who was walking in front of her got slower until she suddenly stopped. And Gullinin hit him and said, “Sorry! I’m sorry.
The people in front didn’t react, it was like suddenly a sculpture.
The Prime Minister of Yao Chien supported Guo Lin, and said, “Let’s go, people may be playing in the streets. I’m sorry.
Gulinelyn noded, walked around the guy, but she was suspicious and looked back. But he suddenly took a step forward from the back, and the look on his face remained still.
Gulene wrinkled and she felt something wrong.
Lonely
When we realized that time had changed, it was too late.
I e-mailed the first video to the members of the United World Association in a foreign province — the surveillance footage in front of a mall where a couple of young couples who walked out of a wedding dress shop ran into a walker.
This is the first video I’ve got, 60 years ago.
But I’m not sure if the members of the Society will receive the e-mail.
I also copied the video into the diskette, in separate document bags, with a name on it and placed it in the central post office — for the mutual aid members of my city. I don’t know when they’ll get these documents, but I just think it’s easier to get the information I’ve gathered out of here than to feel alone.
I walked alone on the streets of my home with a few people. Some stand still, others disappear from my side. I’m used to these things.
I like to buy tables, all kinds of tables. So when I pass the clock shop, I always stop and look. There are many beautiful clocks on the wall of the clock shop. Each of the pins on the dashboard rotates at a high rate, watching the heart jumps, fearing that the next second the screw will fall off the plate. I looked at the mechanical watch on my wrist again, and the needle was working. I still have a strong sense of inaccuracy when looking at the difference between the pointer and the clock in the watch shop.
The sky was fast and dark in the streets, 12 minutes before yesterday ‘ s dark.
Yes, my time is much slower than that of the normal world, and that change is growing. It’s not just me. Every time in the world has changed. Some people have faster times, others are slowing down like me.
As the speed of time changes for each individual, the differences between us have become ever greater, and each of us lives in isolation.
All television stations have been shut down because of the different time-flowing speed of each individual, the timing of the recording is uncertain and the television stations are not able to organize the airtime in an integrated manner, or else are prone to broadcasting accidents.
Electronic communications software, such as micro-intelligence, is also less commonly used because of time-field speed differences, and the speed of receiving and responding to information is never consistent. The response may not be received in a few years by those who are fast in time, while those who are slow in time will be back in a few seconds, but due to objective factors, the response may not have been forthcoming long enough and may have been misunderstood by the other party. Once the transmission has lost its timeliness, there is no need for communication.
Thus, in order to ensure the accurate delivery of information, one chooses to use the most traditional means of communication — writing letters.
The Central Post Office is a similar institution to a access point. The letter-writers left the letter there, and the letter-takers looked every day to see if there were any letters of their own. Every city has its own central post office.
With respect to electronic software, the only remaining possibility is that an app similar to microblogging, software users will send out their own personal dynamics, perhaps for a hundred days, and someone will leave a comment below, or make a few comments.
This leads to the cessation of most of the recreational activities previously available. If the vending machine hadn’t been on every day, I’d be wondering if humans had returned to their original age.
Loneliness is the biggest theme in everyone’s minds.
Change
When Gullin wakes up from her sleep, unexpectedly, Yao Chiu’s bed has been cold for too long. She lamented deeply and felt deeply frustrated and confused. The curtains were pulled and looked down the stairs, and more and more people were still in place or had acquired the skills of `emerging’.
Had it not been for her arm to feel pain, she would have thought she was in a dream world.
As soon as he left the house, the Prime Minister of Yao went from the door to the couch in the living room and sat down like a scud, saying, “The world is a mess and I can’t do my job. I’m sorry.
But for Corinthian, it was as if Yao Chiu spoke 16 times faster than she could hear. “What did you say? Slow down. I’m sorry.
But those words in Yao’s ear became “Ni-Si-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e.”
It’s as if Yao Chi Chien was a lazy fiancée in Crazy Animal City. They are also slowly discovering that the world has become a little off. They are so close, they are so far away from each other because of the time difference, and it is not the day or night when you are alone; it is the time difference that makes them live in two worlds.
The day is getting shorter and shorter in the eyes of Joo Lin, and the day is too long in the eyes of Yao. Most of all, they all feel their time is normal and nothing strange.
All life habits associated with each other have been disrupted.
No sweet words, no hugs, but they’re getting married!
It’s all because of that damn time, and the speed of time on everyone is changing . . . . . . not only them, but everyone in the world is in great pain.
Found
I would go to the Central Post Office every day to see if there was a letter signed by the recipient in his own name. Many times there was nothing, but today it was luckier to have a document that other mutual aid members had put there.
The clock-string at home was much faster than my watch, but it was normal compared to those at the watch shop. Even the sad fact is that the watch at the clock shop should be the standard in the world.
We have tried countless times to measure the extent of the time field, but I have failed to produce an accurate result. The time field is individualized and has a short and minor effect on the surrounding environment without interfering with another time field. I wonder what the rationale is for everyone in the world to live in their own different times.
I’m tired of sitting on a soft couch, trapping my body, listening to the sound of a tick-and-tock clock that’s so confused in my ears, opening up the document that I have taken back today.
The sender was an astronomer at the mutual aid club and the one who most talked to me. His name was Pan Wenbin, who worked at the city’s largest astronomical survey centre.
I forgot to introduce my name is Yip Wing-Hin, a theoretical physicist. My husband, Gu Huai Yao, is an excellent journalist, although in this era the work of journalists has become a search for information. He often travels between cities, and I need to place letters at the central post office of other cities that he can carry. The video I got was my husband’s credit. And he’s the kid I just sent out on the video with the young couple.
Coincidence in the world is always so strange.
I can explain many phenomena, such as “scatter skills” because the movement of people who move faster in time is less than the maximum visible in the eyes of those who move faster in time than in the eyes of those who do — just like a movie frame, when people who move faster in time can only see one per cent of normal motion images, so there’s a sudden loss of the other or the same visual illusion.
For example, the inability to make phone calls and videos is due to the “time-scale effect” and the fact that people with fast time-flows are at the “Equivalent Gravity” high, so the frequency of the voices received is reduced and therefore the normal call cannot be completed.
But I have many conjectures about the change in the speed of time-flowing around the world, which is just an impediment to the reality and cannot be discussed with other scholars and therefore cannot be validated. It’s too inefficient to transfer through files alone.
If you think about it, I went through the information given by Pan Wenbin. His observations show that the rate of rotation of the Earth is increasing slowly, while the rate of rotation of planets in the solar system is accelerating.
According to his data, I’ve been working all night on the snuff. I had a bold guess.
The presence of stereo-based objects requires three conditions: length, width and height. But the fourth condition, time, is often overlooked. Because people can’t admit that an object with a zero time is real. Thus, theoretical physics leads to the conclusion that “time is only a form of existence in space”.
The temporal dimension is independent of the three-dimensional world, which we call the fourth dimension.
Three-dimensional organisms live on the surface of the Earth, and the time dimension network is attached to it, and the density is even, so each of us is moving at the same speed.
Just one day, this changed.
If the Earth is compared to a roller machine, its rotation is equivalent to centrifugal motion around an axis. However, as the rate of bus rotation is accelerating, the external force of the solar system is increasing, and the time-dimensional network covering the surface of a roller-washer creates wrinkles and stretches, resulting in no more than equal density. For people on the time dimension, the time field that everyone carries changes in speed.
However, the closer to the central axis, the less centrifugal, the slower the change in time flow speed. In other words, all I have to do is work with Pan Wenbin to figure out the location of that axis, and I have the potential to slow the trend of increasing time-flow differentials. The only problem is the age gap, which keeps changing the position of the axis. But I am confident that, with the expertise of both of us, this dilemma can be solved.
I am delighted that this discovery was duly logged on paper in the form of a count, and placed in the Central Post Office, awaiting receipt of the document by Ban Wenbin.
“Marriage.”
In Yao’s eyes, Corinne became more like a sculpture. Although he also knew that it was not the fault of either of them. Moreover, Prince Yao always touches wet liquids under the eyes of Corinne, and he knows in his heart that she always cries in her daily fear and panic. Before the world’s time went wrong, she always cried, when she watched the Korean play, when she didn’t eat the first watermelon with a spoon, and when she looked at the wedding dress, she cried. How can a little girl leave her alone for as long as she is alone?
His Highness Yao is upset, but he has no choice.
The Government’s emergency response was quickly put in place and, in order to solve the daily problems, the Government placed vending machines in the cities as soon as possible, covering all items, fruits, vegetables and meats required for daily use. Because the machine is free from the speed of time flow, it can at all times provide security for human life.
Yao Chi Trung went out every day to buy the required food and put it in the fridge, and then sat by the bed and watched Gullin’s sleeping face, hoping that the world would get back to its place.
Turning on the phone, Yao Chiu-hyun saw other people’s personal movements, someone in a small district committed suicide, or an old man in a small district died because he couldn’t take care of himself…
Her Highness Yao lamented the fact that the world ‘ s mortality rate had increased several dozen times. The world is in a state of great panic.
He suddenly remembered that he had a philosophy class at the university, and the teacher said that human beings were community animals and could not live without others. Today, however, they are forced to face the difficulty of one ‘ s life for reasons of different speeds of time.
Yao Chi Trung looked at the red sun outside the window, and some of the prisoners were trapped, and his biological clock told him that the night time for bed was up. He looked at his watch and pointed the pointer at 11 o’clock. But for you, the 11th is the 11th of the night.
When Gulene woke up, Yao Chien just fell asleep. She was silently staring at His Highness Yao, and tears were pouring out of control. She went to the balcony and there was a snail on the window running forward at the speed of a hundred metres. Jolene got scared, but suddenly she remembered that it was not snails that had changed, but that her time was moving too slowly.
She fell apart and even tried to jump off the balcony a hundred times, but she still couldn’t wait to see Yao Chien-hyun, and she was crouching on the floor and crying, with a growing desire.
She’s getting married! No matter what happens to time in the world, she’s getting married! She wants to have a child for Yao Chiu!
Once a man has thought, there is an infinity of power and impulse.
She erased her tears and wrote her plan on paper and put it on the fridge door. She knew she’d see it when she woke up.
First of all, she’s going to count the wedding days. To calculate this day, you have to measure the time both of them can wake up. While she was doing her math, the Prime Minister Yao was up and his new day began.
She saw a note on the fridge with a red pen, “Let’s get married!” There’s a huge love in the back. He turned around and looked at Corinne on the couch, where she was still, and she couldn’t talk.
He sat next to Corinne and looked at the fact that she had a completely different schedule for two people on the paper, and she was silent.
Gullin-Lin was surprised by the sudden appearance of Yao Chi-hyun near her. She immediately wrote on the paper: Do you agree?
It was only then that she realized that they had not spoken for a long time, like two mutes.
There’s a quick answer under the line: OK, you say what you need, I’ll get it ready.
And Gulene didn’t even see how Yao Chien wrote.
Gullinin is excited to say, “Great! Let’s set it up in our own house! I’m sorry.
It took me a long time to hear the saying, “T-U-U-U-U-U-U-U-U-N-U-U-U-U.”
Jolene suddenly saw a big question mark on the paper and immediately shut her mouth, with undisguised disappointment in her eyes.
Letter
It’s a lucky thing that Gu Wai Yao has returned and that he and I are not far apart.
His skin was darkened and I laughed at him. He showed a row of white teeth and asked me, “Do you not think the weather has gotten hotter lately?” I’m sorry.
I looked at the sun outside the window and the sun was hot and hot.
I couldn’t wait to show him my new discoveries, and he went through them and asked, “We have to go to the poles.” I’m sorry.
I laughed, and I said to him, “Yes! Otherwise, you want to dig a tunnel to the heart? I’m sorry.
He’s got a slower time stream than I am, and I’m gonna have to slow down, or it’ll be like a double speed in his ear.
He asked, “Shall we put it out, or how can others know?” I’m sorry.
And I shook my head and said to him, “The scientific community has always followed the principle of informing the public of the results, and science should not be a means of creating panic. I’m going to find Pan Wenbin to calculate the current central axis. Will you come with me?”
He looked at me so deeply, his eyes were solemn and sad, but he said nothing. I always felt like he was hiding something from me. But I didn’t ask him, after all, in this environment, secrets are not something to be desired.
He drove me to the astronomical survey centre, where there were not many people working, but only two or three. I saw Pan Wenbin, who looks 50 and 60 years old, but that’s why his time is moving faster than we are.
And he had white hair, and he wrote it on the board with a marker: I saw your calculations, and it was possible. But the rate of rotation and public rotation of the planet is accelerating daily, the location of the central axis is difficult to measure and we need more people.
And I looked at Gu Wieso, and he said, “Let the news be published.” I’m sorry.
I wrote on the whiteboard: I posted this message on a public platform, and I waited patiently.
But Pan Wenbin has suddenly disappeared in front of me and Gu Wai Yao, and I know that he can’t wait for a “still” response from us to do his own research.
I’m a fan of my husband many times more than I am, and I’m using his account number: I’m the theoretical physicist Ye Xin-hin and I’m Mr. Huai Yao’s wife. I have found ways to slow the increase in the time-field flow rate, but I need to measure the position of the central axis of the Earth. There is an urgent call for physicists and astronomers to help with the calculations, and if there are volunteers, come to the A City Astrometric Survey Center to negotiate.
And attached to that dynamic is a photo of the draft calculations that I took, and once the message was sent, it was transmitted hundreds of times. These are people who move faster than we do.
Those days, my e-mails were full of letters. The members of the mutual aid union in the city are in contact with the central post office by letter, and either in the city or near it depends on my husband, or by electronic information. But I’m reluctant to use e-mail because it often loses documents and can send them five or six times to get one.
A large number of letters of scientific exploration were screened and one e-mail attracted my attention. It’s a letter in German, but the capital letters on the title PSL show it’s not simple. This is a letter from the Paul Shear Institute in Switzerland.
The husband had learned German himself, and he had helped me translate the letter while he turned to the Chinese dictionary.
The letter presumably means that they discovered the fact that the rate of rotation and public rotation of the Earth increased 10 years ago, but the increasing speed and interaction of rotation and public rotation have led to minor changes in the trajectory of movement of the central axis every year. And because each individual has different time-flow speeds and does not have a standard time suitable for marking, they have wasted several years to harmonize and set standards, and eventually they have estimated the trajectory of a central axis.
On the basis of the data they provided, I obtained two coordinates of latitude. One in the Antarctic Circle, one in the Arctic Circle.
When I told Pan Wenbin of the news, he had to go alone, because he was too far away from our time field and he did not have that much time to wait for our action. In the light of reality, my husband and I decided to put the coordinates on the Internet.
As you can see from the message, many scientists heading to A City have turned their direction and embarked on a journey to the North Pole or the South Pole. But the national security services are also following us, and they question whether our identity is real and whether it is deliberately creating public opinion to influence the public’s minds and come to investigate.
My husband and I had to stay in A and wait for the National Security Service.
Children
Gullinine’s wedding plan has been so intensely launched.
In her own time, she measured the time she had spent on her watch, counted the time that both of them could wake up, and listed a bunch of things that Yao had to buy. When she bought it back, she carefully set up the room with those decorations, and there were balloons, flowers and ribbons. She wrote two more wedding invitations herself in a pen, a photo taken during their relationship.
As soon as people are busy, less time is available to cry.
Yao Chi-hyun looks at the still-silent Corinne and smiles on her face. Gullinée wants to have a drink, and General Yao can only follow her time and keep raising her glass, and follow her step by step to drink it into her mouth. After having had a drink, he only felt his arm sore.
Simple wedding, not completely happy.
The time-field speed difference has always been between them.
It’s a big red word on the living room wall.
Because Gulene said she wanted to have a baby.
That night, they were both lying in bed, silently considering how to have a child.
His Highness Yao Chiu wrote on the paper: Let’s go do a test tube baby.
But it’s not easy to do that.
They must first find their own doctors who are as fast as their time field, perform all kinds of pre-operative examinations, extract sperm and egg cells in accordance with the rules, freeze and store them, then have an in vitro fertilisation carried out by a doctor, and a doctor who is as fast as the fertilizing fertilized eggs in the uterus of Quinn.
It took them a long time just to find a doctor. It was after almost all her tears that Gullin had made her look for a doctor who was as fast as her own time field and had reluctantly promised to operate. And that’s when Guerinlyn had the opportunity to tell a stranger about her deep-seated love for Yao.
But it is also because of the rapid change in the time course of each individual, and because the people who live in this world are divided into two extremes, one desperate to avoid the world to the point where they live to the natural end of life; and the other who remain optimistic, try to adapt to life and dream of restoring order. It is perhaps the only benefit of this time farce — the awakening of the best part of human nature — that anyone who is willing to communicate with others chooses to help within his or her capabilities.
Guo Lin has had a hard time with her pregnancy, because she can’t help her. And it’s not very good. She wants to give birth, so she’s under a lot of pressure. In the worst case, the gap between time and time has widened since the birth of the former doctor in October, which is much faster than that of the former doctor, who has to find another doctor.
During that time, Yao Chiu went crazy.
The suffering is not so clear in a few lines, but eventually the child is born. Gulinelyn almost took off the skin.
Can not open message
After the National Security Service sent investigators to town A, the husband received them first. I don’t know what they were talking about. But when the security personnel met me, their faces were the same as those of their husbands.
Our conversation is still on paper. They prepared the questionnaire in advance, and all I had to do was provide my own identity information and job profile and complete the questionnaire.
Sixty years ago (in my case, only 36 years) world time had changed. I was just an eight-month-old baby when the time first changed, and I was just born before the time-field differences got stronger. I do not want to celebrate how great motherly love is, but it is even more difficult for every mother with children alone after the time of the world has changed. If my mother is, so is Corinne.
Since then, the cost of reading and learning has also become very high. At the outset, the way that the school had come up with was for students to change classes when they were unable to hear the teacher ‘ s story and continue their studies with teachers who were more close to their own time. At the same time, the pace at which teachers talk about knowledge has become extremely rapid. In the words of the teachers, they have reduced to one month the knowledge of the year before the change in world time. When I went to school, every child’s desire for knowledge was immense, as if I knew that behind me there was an invisible hand who was oppressing us and we had to learn more as soon as possible.
Every time a teacher sees us like this, there’s tears in his eyes. They often remember the world they used to be, and they say that students at that time would skip classes and think learning was a boring thing. I can’t understand these stories.
With age, the number of teachers is decreasing. It has become almost impossible to find teachers who match the speed of their time. The schools were closed down, but the remaining teachers, at the end of the day, automatically recorded their expertise on video and uploaded it on the Internet.
That’s how my studies are done. Through self-study, individual examinations are completed online, and e-certificate certificates are automatically issued if they are passed, which are printed through the home printer. So I guess this period’s degree is much lower than before world time.
The last question on the questionnaire, they typed out the original printed question with a black pen and wrote a supplementary question: What would you say if you left the world with the last message?
Faced with this negative and strange question, I thought for a long time and finally wrote: I still love you.
The entire questionnaire that I filled out was checked by the national security services, and his serious face went off, but I knew he should have looked at it for a long time because his time was running faster than mine.
Suddenly, I saw a new question on the paper of dialogue, and he asked: Do you still have hope in the world? You think your plan to find a central axis really works?
I picked up a pen, passed out an ink spot on the paper and didn’t know how to write.
Soon, I saw another word in the blank: Relax, it’s a private matter.
I wrote: “There’s still hope. Try it, if it works.”
He never wrote anything again, and I don’t know what the answer is in his heart or whether he’s watching my plan. But the same look on his face as my husband made me very upset. What did the husband say to him?
When he left, I found my husband, who was packing up his equipment for the Arctic, and asked him, “What are you hiding from me?” I’m sorry.
My husband looked at me and he laughed and said nothing. For my time field, he’s slow and slow to talk, but he shows a bit of gentle. He said, “Come on, let’s go to the Arctic Circle. I’m sorry.
On that road, we met some of the same cars that went to the North Pole, some of which were affected by the driver’s time field and became at different speeds. Like people, some cars are still, others just like rockets disappear into our sights.
And the man took a short road, and he drove it with one hand, and We held the hand which he had left, and said unto him, The time between us will not be greater. I’m sorry.
He held my hand against my ten fingers, and said slowly: “But every day thereafter, we have to live on the road to the center of the axle and never stop. I’m sorry.
I looked at the way ahead and laughed, and said, “It’s okay. I’ll be content if I can talk to you like this. I’m sorry.
We can see sunrises and sunsets three times a day, and I can see them only twice when I’m younger. This shows that my time field is slowing down.
Walk and stop, and I’ll update the new longitudes calculated in real time on the network. By the time we arrived, many vehicles had been parked in the calculated position. I found the one belonging to Pan Wenbin and inside him sleeping.
I wrote on paper that I wanted to ask him a question and that I wrote a questionnaire like the National Directorate of Security.
Soon he woke up and wasn’t surprised to see me. My questionnaire was also completed in half at once.
According to his description, he had arrived here almost five months ago and calculated the rate of time-field change on a daily basis, but it was terrible that he had found that, even when he reached the central axis, the distance between his time-field flow rate and his standard time was not decreasing, and his time-field flow was still increasing.
I watched him look older than the last time I saw him, and my heart was covered with a veil.
Did I get the coordinates wrong? I couldn’t give up all the calculations before and even let other astronomers and geographers who arrived here do the same thing.
If there was no error in the location calculation, would it be the Paul Shear Institute that provided the wrong formula or data?
And We asked his husband to translate the e-mail once again, but he pushed his face out of the way: “No, no, no, no. I’m sorry.
I thought that my emotions were stable and that even under such a desperate pattern of world operations, I had always thought that I was a man of positive optimism, but it turned out that I was just covering my fears with such superficiality, that I had been deceiving myself and that my heart was too afraid that the time gap was growing.
The first time I got mad at him, I almost broke the laptop I brought. And I scolded him with my tongue, and I wept, and I could no longer maintain my dignity like a bitch.
And his husband held me in his arms, and he struck me in the back, softly, and said unto me: Fear not, and fear not. Whatever happens, I’ll be with you, and I won’t leave his wife like my father. I’m sorry.
I cried and asked him, “What have you been hiding from me?” I’m sorry.
He remains silent.
When I calmed down, I reworked the tablets, took the paper and looked around for someone who could translate German. I finally found a linguist who came to the Arctic and tried to reduce the time difference. I asked him to help with the retranslation of the document from the Paul Shear Institute.
After browsing through, his face looked very chubby. His frown tells me it’s not easy.
Indeed, when I looked at him on the paper and started writing the Chinese version of the translation, I realized that the husband had only translated half of it, and he had hidden the other half from me.
And the other half he’s hiding is actually the most important.
Whiskey.
At first, the newborn was lucky, and his time was running at a rate similar to that of Quilleen, who was still in the care of his mother. However, Prime Minister Yao’s face is becoming more and more sad when he can’t help but live like a single mother, even though he’s with her.
Second, because of the speed of his time, his metabolism was faster, he lived in his own time, day after day, for many years, and he looked at himself in the mirror, with his head full of white hair and even the back of his head, and his wrinkles looked so sharp that he was at least 60 years old.
However, once again, she remained in her twenties after a long period of silence as a sculpture. In ancient terms, time is for a pig-killer. After all this, we’ll see. In Yao ‘ s view, this change in the speed of time is the world ‘ s most cruel mechanism.
He was increasingly afraid, afraid of the sadness of Quinn, afraid of Quinn’s contempt, and afraid that she would face the death of her husband alone.
Blackhead sends whitehead. His Highness Yao thinks he’s like Corinne’s father, not his husband.
Worst of all, the time gap between them is growing.
The more you live, the more you feel that everything around you is still. Even the small noises are disappearing. The frequency of sunrise and sunset is decreasing, and he can experience extremes of day and night in mid-latitudes. I can even see the upward and downward motion of the solar trajectories.
Absolute silence is the greatest challenge he currently faces.
Moreover, Guerinée has been movin’ for a long time, and now she can keep her position unchanged for a month. This is the secret of her “youth forever”.
His Royal Highness Yao retreated, and he did not dare to face time constraints to further expand his life.
He preferred to face death on his own, and did not want to see Gullinen watch his body rot and be powerless for reasons of time. When he was young, he felt that he was not afraid of old age, because he imagined in his mind that two people were going to old together. If his other half was always young, he would have to admit that he was afraid of old and scared to death.
He had many times imagined that, if the world’s time mechanisms were controlled by gears, he would do everything in his power to stop the gears and put everyone back to normality, regardless of the price he paid, even if he gave his life.
Unfortunately, even scientists can’t figure it out.
His Highness Yao has left. He left a letter before leaving, a farewell letter.
When Gulene saw the letter, she unexpectedly did not cry, and she felt that her mind had matured much as a result of the time change. She knows she can’t stop it. Just looking at the baby in her arms, she remembered with a red eye her vision of love when she was a young girl with a shame on her friend, and she said, “I wish I could have a big love in my life!” I’m sorry.
That’s the word. She’s in love. The test tube baby gave her all the energy she could. It’s just that it’s all forced, and there’s nothing she can do about it. Her time field is not allowed, nor is her time field allowed.
After Yao Chiu left, Corinne officially named the baby Gu Wai Yao.
Destiny’s gears have not stopped, and when the baby was about one year old, Corinne was surprised to discover that there was a time gap between the child and her, and that the baby who only climbed had the same “flash skills” as those who were fast in time. But the baby’s time stream is also slower than the standard time. That means that Corinne’s time course is changing faster than the baby’s.
When she found out that she was totally unable to take care of Wyoya, she wrote a long letter stating the situation, as the ancients had done, of putting the child in a baby car with a big bag of baby material on the underside. She was in front of the Central Post Office with the letter “Abandoned”.
Baby, this is the most amazing creature in the world. They are born to be loved, perhaps with their own instincts of helping the weak or promoting reproduction in human genes.
Perhaps that is the only mercy that this cruel world brings.
Wyoyao’s growth was not easy, and he was almost in the care of the kind adults. Because Guerinée’s time stream is really getting slower, he has no choice but to seek the shade of an adult who is as fast as her own. But, well, there’s a lot of nice people willing to help him.
Because he’s more like a baby of the times, the hope of the human race.
From a very young age, he learned to take care of himself.
He met the theoretical physicist Yvonne during the investigation of the clues. Ye Xin Xin was older than him, but the time was almost identical to him, and soon they fell in love.
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The last part of the paper sent by the Paul Shear Institute, which was hidden, said that when they measured the position of the central axis of the Earth, they accidentally found that the orbit of planets in the solar system was shrinking slowly year by year. In other words, the Earth is moving towards the Sun, which eventually absorbs it and generates more hot energy.
The chaos of time at this point is only a precursor to human extinction. Even a position close to the central axis of the Earth could slow the trend of increasing time lags, because human beings will eventually… no, human beings will soon perish. Even the planet is about to disappear.
I met with the linguists who translated the documents. I was suddenly reminded of the inexhaustible look on the face of my husband and the National Security Service investigators. He asked me, “Don’t you think it’s getting hotter lately? I’m sorry.
But I only thought it was an unwitting complaint.
We are likely to be the last generation of human beings on Earth to be crushed by time when the environment has yet to deteriorate to the point where it cannot survive.
The final sentence of the paper is that the Institute has unanimously decided to hide this message from humanity and let the last of us live with hope.
I looked straight at the linguist and opened my mouth and didn’t know what to say. I suddenly regret that I shouldn’t have shown it to anyone.
And he seemed very helpless, and I saw a tissue that appeared right in front of me, and it said, “Don’t cry, I won’t tell.”
I picked up the tissues so I realized that my face was full of tears, I breathed deep, dryed my tears and calmed my emotions. After writing “thank you” on the paper, he took his laptop and his Chinese translation.
I went back to the car and put all of this in the trunk, and when the back covers were covered, I suddenly felt that all of my thoughts were sealed.
Gu Huai Yao has never come too far, slowly. “Where have you been? I’m sorry.
I hugged him because I didn’t know how many more such opportunities there were.
And he beat me slowly on the back and comforted me by saying, “Okay, get in the car first. I’m sorry.
And he was sitting on the seat of the driver, and I was sitting on the side-driver, and we were all flatting our seats, lying on top, looking at the heavenly dome, which was white, and I and he were all alone, and therefore silent.
I opened my mouth and broke the silence between us and asked, “Do you remember your mother?” I’m sorry.
He said, “The first three mothers can’t remember, and every one of them will remember.” I’m sorry.
“Have you ever thought about seeing your real mother? I’m sorry.
He looked at me and said, “You want to go back? I’m sorry.
And I told him the truth: “I know all about the information you hid in the letter from the institute.” I’m sorry.
I saw a change in the look on his face that had been dragged for a long time.
And I looked at the heavenly dome, and cried, and said, “Maybe we have endured it for too long, and after hearing it, so many have chosen to hide it and accept it in despair. But the last person to give up is you, because you’re born after time changes. From birth to growing up, you have benefited from the goodwill and help of too many people, and you are their trust in new hope. I’d like to ask Corinne how brave she was to give you life, to find anything unusual, and after all, she was the first to have evidence of time change. I’m sorry.
He took my hand and asked, “What are your new ideas? I’m sorry.
I shook my head and said, “Not yet, but I don’t want to give up on it. I would like to make this news public, a situation in which we, as scholars, do not have a higher priority than the right to know. I think that those who are still willing to work hard are strong people and that we should unite all of us to respond to this crisis, and that our mutual aid associations should not only involve scholars, and that everyone is entitled to all the information they know. I’m sorry.
And he pinched my hand, and said, “Okay. It might be a good thing to publish information now that too many regrets have not been made up before time changes. I’m sorry.
We went to Pan Wenbin, and he’s still trying to be correct with my formula. I put the latest information on the document and my thoughts on it, and he immediately moved to the driver’s seat, and suddenly he snapped all his manuscripts. He was punched on the steering wheel of an old car, and the siren resonated.
The husband stood behind me and put his hand on my shoulder without saying a word.
Pan Wenbin may have roared something, but I can’t hear it too fast.
It was too long since he had spoken in his mouth, so his voice seemed dumb and sharp, and I bit my lower lip and covered his left hand with the right hand of Wyoya on his shoulder.
Suddenly, a piece of paper appeared in front of me from Pan Wenbin.
It says, “Do you know I’ll die soon if I don’t close the gap?” Do you have any idea how confusing it would be to publish it? Can you take that?
I looked at Pan Wenbin, whose face was confused by the movement, and suddenly my eyes were filled with tears.
He wrote on that piece of paper: “Go, do as you plan.” I can’t help you.
I looked down and pressed the paper. The husband took me back to the car.
That was the last time I saw Pan Wenbin.
Record
People who travel to the Arctic and the Antarctic realize that their time-field changes are still on an unmitigated trend, and they are increasingly restless. I have seen an increasing number of complaints and complaints on the platform, or have decided to publish the full document and they should know the truth.
I was on my way back to A by then. I didn’t dare to see your responses after the news was released, but I think there should be a major disturbance.
She was like a gentle goddess when she went to Gullin’s house and put her hand on her knees in silence, without moving. And she looks like our peers. Even her real peers, the father of Wyoya, died long ago.
I left a note on her desk: “Hello, Auntie. I’m your daughter-in-law, Yip Wing-hya, and I came to visit you after many years. It’s a shame. If you’d like, can you tell me your story after time changes? When the time began to change, did you notice anything special?
And after the note was left, I saw Gu Wai Yao standing still, and his eyes were standing on the face of Ju Lin, but he was afraid to come near. As if he had still failed to believe that the young woman was his biological mother.
After we left, I turned on the phone to see the feedback.
I am surprised that, despite considerable panic, a few months ago, Pan Wenbin organized a popular record. He allowed everyone who saw the launch notice to record their stories in various ways, whether written, video or audio, which would be the imprint of every human existence.
Whether or not we can find a solution to time events, we should not allow the story of human existence to vanish.
Once the event was launched, everyone responded positively.
I see my own stories recorded on the platform, or funny or moved, but they are testimony of hope and serious life, by which we inspire others and ourselves.
A year later, I visited Guerinlyn’s house again, and her face didn’t change. But I received a letter from her own hand, five pages of paper, and she recalled the love between her and her husband Yao and told me to cherish the people before me.
I decided to record her story. She told me the story, and I’m reproducing it in this article, and I personally added the part of His Highness Yao. Because I’m in the same situation as him. The time lag between me and Gu Huai Yao is increasing, and even though my time stream is slow compared to world standards, my time flow is too fast and too fast for Hui Yao.
And We looked at him when he stood still, and looked at him as he grew old, and as he remained in his youth. But I will not leave him like you did, because I know that if there is any hope of overcoming this dilemma, we must move forward on the basis of love and support.
We will not give up, and the fate of humanity as a whole is now linked, and we will surely find new hope.
By that time, we will have conquered time.
The end–
□ lost (brain burn)
Case number: YXX1 GwkABjsrodpbOs4xdN
In 100 years.
Darkness and light: deep space, dream and science fiction outside of time
Wang Noro
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I don’t know.
Keep your eyes on the road.
