I Flipped Open a Random Book, So How Did I End Up Here?

Qu Jinggu was six points short of getting into First High School on the high school entrance exam and was shoved into Second High School. He thought his life was over before it had even begun.

Shen Wuqi, son of the Minister of War, passed the provincial examinations, only to be used by the Yan faction. He was tired of pursuing status, yet could not escape officialdom.

They were separated by several hundred years, but one night they switched bodies. No one knew why or how. It simply happened.

Qu Jinggu opened his eyes to find himself lying on an intricately carved wooden bed. A round-faced boy stood beside him, holding a copper basin and calling him "Second Master." He looked down at his hands. These were not his hands.

Shen Wuqi opened his eyes to find himself lying in a "strange coffin," with the underside of an upper bunk above his head. A skinny boy in glasses called him "Qu Jinggu." He touched his head. His hair was so short it prickled his fingers. This was not his hair.

In the past, Qu Jinggu faced the Yan faction, Prince Jing, and a stepmother who called him "Abandoned Child." He gritted his teeth and went to Su Jinyu's thatched schoolhouse to study. His teacher told him, "What scholars fear most is mistaking someone else's answers for their own questions." Qu Jinggu thought, I haven't even memorized the answers.

In the present, Shen Wuqi faced monthly exam rankings, a six-person dormitory, and an instructor who folded his quilt into a perfect square. He gritted his teeth and learned functions and vocabulary. His teacher told him, "You only need to become yourself." Shen Wuqi thought, I don't even know who I am.

Trapped in each other's cages, the two of them slowly changed from "living someone else's life" to "living for themselves."