Searching Everywhere for a Book: The Protagonist Has a Phone That Receives Messages from Their Future Self

1 未 Emails from the Future: My Golden Finger Is Myself Qizhou SeaUrban1.1M WordsCompleted 8.6kReads8.2Score711Shelves

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Exactly the same as this one

2 偷 Overhearing the Campus Beauty’s Thoughts: She’s Reborn! Wang Zhi, Who Loves Tomato NoodlesUrban172k WordsCompleted 706Reads8.8Score—Shelves

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This should be what you were looking for, but it ended up being unfinished [laughing evilly] [laughing evilly]

3 未 My Future Self? She's a Gorgeous Girl Who Dropped Right into My Lap! Mu Xin Diao LongUrban859k WordsCompleted 17.2kReads9.5Score3.6kShelves

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It's a pretty good novel, but it's not very popular.

4 普 Records of Ordinary People Losing Control Qiao YulunSci-Fi & Apocalypse186k WordsOngoing 8Reads—Score—Shelves

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The protagonist can receive information from 2080

5 我 I Took Over My Own Body Fang YebaiUrban1.2M WordsCompleted 27.2kReads9.0Score2.2kShelves

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It should be this one, it feels quite similar

6 收 After Receiving a Text Message from the Future, I Opened a Heavy Position in Useless Stocks. Black CrabUrban261k WordsCompleted 1kReads7.2Score104Shelves

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①🍀The protagonist is a student, and one day he discovers that he can hear the voice of the school beauty. The school beauty is a reborn person, and he also receives text messages from his future self. ②🍀The protagonist received a text message from the future and placed a heavy position in a stock, which increased more than ten times in a month. Completed. ③🍀The gods come, and the protagonist receives an email from his old age in the future. I will live a miserable life in the future, my family will be destroyed. Completed. 💐💐💐Please pay attention [please pay attention], and you will not get lost in the book wasteland.

7 时 Echoes of Time and Space: Key to Destiny Nine Points of IceSci-Fi & Apocalypse353k WordsOngoing 10Reads5.8Score—Shelves

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That night, in the water room of the men's dormitory of Jiangnan University, an ordinary mirror reflected something that shouldn't exist - a strange shadow composed of broken light and shadow, which silently pointed at the center of my eyebrows. When I smashed the mirror and touched the fragments with my fingertips, countless signs of chaos flooded into my mind: the burning classroom, the overturned bus, the girl coughing in the thick smoke... And the ubiquitous twisted black symbol. Only then did I understand that the shadow was not the end, but the beginning. My peaceful college life was completely torn apart, and I was thrown into a world filled with rifts in time and space and unknown fears. They said that I am the 9th space-time interface. They said I had to learn to read the fragments of death. Otherwise, the next thing to be broken will be my world.