Traveling through the ages | Witnessing the historical truth of the Long March
I have a secret.
During the day, I am the product promotion manager of x brand company. I am thirty years old, own a house and live alone.
At night, I am "Knowing Pigs with a Sharp Eye" - an online author who writes historical time travel novels with a self-deprecating pen name and average grades.
A month ago, I found a bracelet at the Wenwan Market.
There were 108 beads. The boss said they were old materials, so I bought them after seeing what I liked.
Then - I discovered that when I sleep with it on, I can travel through time.
Not going to another world, but going to the Xiangjiang River in 1934, in the trenches, with artillery shells exploding overhead.
When I was wearing silk pajamas and standing at the starting point of the Long March...
