I swear to my favorite Bai Jimo that I really don't want to be the protagonist of time travel. Just thinking about this kind of thing will scare me into a sweat, and the effect is no less than watching a horror movie. But things are often like this: when you want an apple, God will throw you a durian; when you want a handsome boy, God will dump you an ape; if you don't want anything, it will pile up all the mess in front of you... And I just want to find someone to travel through time, but I am sent to travel through time by the distracted God...