Transmigrating Through Time to the Tang Dynasty: Author and Musician Qian Yu

My name is Angel. I come from a poor family. For three generations, my parents' family worked in agriculture. Even though I was born into such a family, with poor circumstances, my parents gave me the best and fed me the best. I remember when I was five, my father went to work in a farmhouse courtyard. Unfortunately, he was struck by an unknown object thrown from a great height. He was rushed to the hospital, but died despite their efforts to save him. My father's death made our already poor family struggle even more. But this was also when things began to change.

After graduating from high school, I didn't continue my studies, because I knew my mother had always been in poor health. I didn't go on to school so I could help support the family. These days, jobs require a college or university degree, but I still managed to get work as a hotel server, and stayed at it for three years. When I came home, my mother was sewing clothes. As soon as I walked in, she asked if I'd graduated from college and said many kind, caring things to me. Back then, I had hidden from her that I hadn't gone to college and had gone out to work instead. I came clean to my mother and told her I'd been working away from home for the past three years because I didn't want her to be left alone with so much work. I handed over all the money I'd saved, but she didn't blame me. She just quietly walked away. I knew my mother had gone off to cry by herself.

I thought it was no big deal and wandered around the hillside. Then I found something sparkling. I didn't know what it was, but it looked pretty, so I picked it up and put it in my pocket. That was the moment that changed everything. While my mother watched me leave reluctantly, I set off to work. By a stroke of luck, the glowing object in my pocket lit up and took me back to the Tang Dynasty. I arrived just as a group of people were kneeling in worship. Among them was someone who looked like a wizard, apparently praying for rain. Many people saw me and looked at me with strange, unfamiliar eyes. I had fallen from the sky, so I must have been a celestial maiden...