My name is Zhang Xiaorou. I fell off the elevator.
This is not tragic. . . .
I've traveled through time. . . .
This is not too sad. . . .
I time-traveled into my aunt. . . .
That's not even sad. . . . .
I used this aunty skin to meet my first love. . . .
All right. . If this is not tragic. . . .
My first love threw me into court. . . Interrogation. . Torture. . .
Why? ? ? ? Am I going to be such a miserable tomboy? ? ?
Because my identity is suspicious?
How come I don't know? What is my identity? ? ? ?