On the first day of time travel, I threw sulfuric acid on my face.
The whole government said I was crazy.
Yes, I'm crazy. Crazy enough to empty the warehouse by myself, crazy enough to grab a random coolie from White Horse Temple to help me run away.
Three years later, I returned to Beijing with the Golden Convoy and found that the plot of the original book had been ruined.
The female protagonist begged me to take her flying, and the male protagonist called my name like crazy.
There was also a villain who shouldn't have appeared so early. He blocked my door and asked:
"Did you steal my heart?"
I said no.
"You lied," he said.
