I Transmigrated, and My Best Friend Is the System

This book has been retitled: The Fortune-Turning Note A friendly reminder: This book is best read from back to front 👀 The bonds between people can never be summed up in just a few words. Before fate reveals its clear handwriting, we always think that passing someone by is just an ordinary moment in an ordinary day. Only much later do we understand that some people appear in our lives like a note drifting out of nowhere. It has no words, yet it rewrites the course of every story. And change often begins with an intuition we can't explain, an unfinished gesture, or a blurred glance. Unspoken feelings, apologies, understanding, and regrets all need a light vessel to carry them onward, from one person's heart to another's. That journey itself is the story. The Mandate of Heaven scattered its cultivation, transforming itself into a sky full of blank slips of paper and granting all things the right to begin again and write freely. When all those blank slips finally meet in the wind, perhaps we will see that the most exquisite part of fate is written in the spaces where no pen ever touched the page.