The most innocent transmigration, the most clichéd transmigration, and why did it have to happen to me? I could cry my eyes out...
Why couldn't I have transmigrated into a rich and powerful princess or a noble consort? Why couldn't I have become a beloved lady-in-waiting or palace maid? At the very least, I could have been born into a wealthy family with no worries about food or clothing, right? If nothing else, I would have settled for being a refined young lady from an ordinary family.
But no, I transmigrated into a poor little girl who was selling herself to pay for her mother's burial. I'm homeless and wandering the streets. If I starve to death next, will I be able to go home?
Heavens, Buddha, Guanyin, Jesus, Holy Mother Mary, can I please quit this game? I want to go home. Sob sob sob
I've been busy preparing for my self-study exams lately. I'll keep updating after I finish them at the end of the month.
Well, my writing is okay Come on
I'm dizzy while typing. I heard that today is a good day and a good time, so get up now, make a good start, drink some water, and then continue typing, work hard, come on. Never give up!