future me telling other people to find me?

‘Listen, I am a writer.’ I said. ‘I have ideas of someone coming back from the future, that’s not totally my plot. To tell the truth, what you’re saying about an infant robot is somewhat similar to an idea I have in mind these days, though I haven’t designed it to be the sixth mascot of this year’s Olympic Games.’

While I was intending to continue, Lu said quickly, ‘It’s okay. Maybe you should know, the being once said you’re closely related to it. Therefore I came for you...’

‘He knows me?’

Lu's eyes were wide open, and spoke in a made-believed tone, ‘Maybe it’s the future you.’

‘He looks like me?’

‘Not really. I can’t really figure out his face.’

‘What else did he tell you?’ I tried to convince him, ‘I mean, if I were him, then the queer logic of time travel allows me to ask about myself, right? ’

Lu smiled, ‘It makes sense. He told me to find some beads.’

‘Beads? Hand-made?’

‘Mmm, I don’ t know because I haven’t found them. They should be somewhere in the faults torn open by the quake.’

‘So the quake had something to do with it.’ I said.