Borrowed Soul

The night he got his job offer, Jiang Xu slept more soundly than he had in ten years. When he woke, three calluses from gripping a hoe had appeared in his palm. The footage showed that at 3:17 a.m., his body sat upright and said something no one could understand. From then on, by day he was an AI evaluator at a major company; in his dreams, he was a mute boy in another world. He thought it was a parallel universe, until he discovered that the language there was built from his mother tongue, and that the moon's halo was shrinking year by year... He hadn't transmigrated. A dying world had hidden an entire letter inside his soul. It borrowed his sleep. Now he had to redeem it with both worlds.