I Stir up Trouble in My Dream

Why! Have I, Tang Ling, a new dialectical materialist young man in the era of the Internet of Everything, really traveled through time? Damn, brother, just take a nap and have a dream, why did you travel through time? No more money, no more beauties, it's too painful, too boring, I can't stand it… How can I go back? Can anyone tell me? Who can?