"Flaw" originally means the spot on the jade, and it may be that a piece of beautiful jade has lost all its value because of that little flaw.

Blemishes are also metaphors for shortcomings or faults.

Blemishes can be a good derogatory term, but what if blemishes hit time?

If there is a flaw in time, will it become completely different?

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"I only tell my grandson about this secret. Grandpa said struggling while lying on the hospital bed.

I stood helplessly beside my grandfather's hospital bed and said, "Grandpa, I'm here." I'm the road bridge, you say I'm listening. ”

"They, they're going to get me out. I only told it to my grandson, and everyone else went out for me. Grandpa said that he was a little nervous, and then coughed dryly.

"Dad, why don't you stay away first?" I said, looking at my family members sitting around me.

"Let's go out, Luqiao, you listen to grandpa. After speaking, the father sighed, moved his fat body and walked out.

The other relatives all walked out slowly, and only me and my grandfather were left in the room.

Grandpa held my hand tightly and said, "Luqiao, you really look like when I was younger. You're also the smartest we've got here, and you're better than your dad. ”

"Grandpa, is this what you're going to say?" I asked, puzzled.

"No, no, no, do you know how old I am?" Grandpa said, coughing again.

"Aren't you sixty-three?" I said.

"No, no, no, I'm seventy-three. If I tell you I'm seventy-three, don't you think I'm young?" said Grandpa.

Although I didn't understand what my grandfather meant, I could only nod my head helplessly. Otherwise, grandpa will be angry, but it will be over.

"There is a place in this world called the Blemish of Time, and there is a mistake that God accidentally left behind. Those who are there do not have a sense of time, because as long as they are inside, they do not age. There lives a group of the richest people in the world, who live immortal by the flaws of time. I've had the privilege of working for them for 10 years, and it's been a decade that has made me look less aged. Grandpa said.

"Grandpa, are you sure you're not joking?" I said, puzzled, a place where people can live forever does touch me a little.

Grandpa's trembling hand reached into the pillow, and he took out an ID card and handed it to me.

I looked at the almost yellowed ID card in front of me, and on it was a young man in his twenties. It's a bit similar to me, and I understand it when I see my grandfather's name. Obviously, this is an ID card that has been eliminated decades ago, and it is also a proof that confirms the real age of grandpa. And the above time is roughly converted in my mind. Indeed, grandpa's real age should be seventy-three years old, and today's grandpa is certainly young compared to seventy.

"You get the idea, remember to burn my ID. I will tell you the direction of this time flaw and its secrets. Grandpa said.

I quickly nodded my head and put my ID card in my pocket.

"Remember Rambo City, the underground of Rambo City is the entrance to the Blemish of Time. When I was eighteen years old, I was introduced to work in the city of Rambo by a friend. At first I didn't know anything, but then I learned that my job was to work as a porter in the flaws of time. This job pays a lot, but it's restrictive. Because the air of the time flaw is poisonous, you can't leave it after taking a sip. Grandpa said.

"Poisonous, but grandpa, you just said you can live forever?" I said, puzzled.

"If you take a few puffs, you won't be able to leave the time flaw, and once you leave, you will be unable to breathe and suffocate to death. So I had to wear heavy protective suits, bring oxygen cylinders, and carry food and supplies for the rich in the crack of time. Although the organs of the rich have been permanent, they still can't avoid eating, drinking, sleeping and those special services. Grandpa said.

"Do you want to be a porter?" I said.

"That's right, I later learned that the Time Blemish is only about two kilometers underground. Every inch of land is expensive, and the land price is calculated per square meter hour. If you don't pay enough, you'll be evicted immediately, and if you leave the Blemish of Time, you'll suffocate to death. But as long as you have enough money, you can live forever in the flaws of time. Grandpa said.

"You're saying that you can live forever just by breathing in the air there. But once you get out of there, you're going to die, and grandpa, you've been working in that place as a porter in a hazmat suit for ten years. I said.

"Look, you're so much smarter than your dad. I'll just say one thing and you'll understand. Grandpa coughed twice more when he said this, and tremblingly picked up the tissue next to him and covered his mouth.

The moment the tissue was lowered, there was bright red blood on it.

"I'm running out of time, I need to say hurry. Grandpa said.

I nodded my head and tried to get Grandpa to stop talking. But there is a longing for the flaw of time in my heart, and I can't help but want to know everything about the flaw of time.

"I wore a third-generation chemical protective suit, and I was eliminated together because of my age and the introduction and update of the fourth-generation chemical protective suit. At that time, our third-generation protective clothing had a fatal flaw, that is, it could not guarantee 100% sealing. This is also the reason why even if I have been working in protective clothing for ten years, I have more or less kept myself young. They only gave me a new ID when they fired me, but then I had problems with my lungs. You can see by the blood I cough up, which is the result of years of inhaling the air in the tiny flaws of time. Grandpa said.

I nodded my head and said, "Grandpa told me this because he wanted me to work there, and for what?

"No, no, no, of course, for the sake of the flawed secrets of time. Grandpa said.

"Grandpa, what do you know?" I said anxiously.

"Decades have passed, and I think about the secret of the time flaw almost every day. I remember almost everything I've done in 10 years, and I find something unique in it. Grandpa coughed a few times, and blood almost spurted out of his throat.

"I'll listen, you say. I said anxiously.

Grandpa raised his head and said, "There's a kind of grass there that doesn't exist in the outside world." It is a beautiful grass, and the leaves are transparent, and you can see the veins of the leaves. I suspect that the secrets of the Blemish of Time are related to it ... Matter... Of course, now more than sixty years later, I don't know ... What have their hazmat suits evolved to ... Extent. It's definitely a risk, and I want to put it in 。。。。。。 ”

Grandpa's blood almost flooded his throat when he said this, and his voice was extremely indistinct.

I barely heard everything clearly, nodded my head and said, "Do you want me to steal it out and create my own time flaws?"

Grandpa nodded his head but couldn't speak, and he didn't breathe without a few clicks.

I was silent for a long time, stood up, and walked out of the room.

My father looked at me and said, "What did Grandpa say?"

"Grandpa died, and he said I was smart. It is suitable to go to the big city for development, don't waste time in this small county. I said.

"Is this Grandpa's words?" said the father, confused.

I nodded my head and said, "I've thought about it, and I accept Grandpa's opinion." ”

What else my father wanted to say, I disagreed.

In the ruins outside the village, I lit a bonfire.

I glanced at my grandfather's twenty-year-old ID card and threw it into the campfire.