I am me, Bai Yanran. I grew up in an orphanage without my parents. The dean's mother always said to me with sincerity, "When will you get rid of your problems of being lost and bumping into people...(500 Words omitted below)!" Whenever she said this, I always looked at her with a silly smile, because only in this way she would no longer have the heart to criticize my faults. Just like that, when I was already 21 years old and in my first year of college, I lost my original boring and happy life in an accident.
I was so wronged. I just bumped into a pillar and went back 300 years ago. I saw the prosperity and excitement of the Qing Dynasty. But I want to go home. I don't want to be like this. Dean mother, I will never nag you when I go back. My mobile phone has no signal here, my computer has no power, and the camera has no reflection at all... What should I do? Who can save me...