A year later, I looked back at what I'd written and was deeply ashamed. The story was not only loosely structured and slow-paced, but, worst of all, I'd actually considered abandoning it!!!!! After reflecting on my mistakes, I'm now giving it a complete overhaul and starting fresh. Please stay tuned.
Transmigration, transmigration, transmigration...
When the energies of two different eras collide,
the sparks they create become the story I want to tell.
There is love, hate, passion, and resentment. Sometimes the skies are clear and calm; other times, the melodrama never lets up.
This story is written on a whim, with no outline. It follows classic tropes and has no harem.
Other titles for this story, depending on the genre:
Popular fiction: A Woman and N Men
Serious literature: Time, Space, and Fate
Science fiction: Adventures in a Life Across Dimensions
Rural fiction: The Woman I Picked Up
Children's fiction: Miss Yueyue
