After Breaking Off the Engagement, He Could Hear My Voice

There was a "buzzing" in my head, as if I had been stuffed into an old-fashioned washing machine that was running. Before time travel, I was a social worker. I worked nine-nine every day, and my biggest pastime was to slander my boss crazily at my work station. I swear I have never done anything harmful in my life. Even if I secretly use the A4 paper in the office to type personal documents, I would feel guilty. Why did God allow me to experience such a highlight moment as soon as I passed through?