Xian Xia: What Is the Use of the Long Sword? Just One Flute!

The train slowly entered the station, the afterglow of the setting sun shone on the silver paint through the windows and corridors, and the news of the train's arrival repeatedly sounded in the carriage. Luo Chen dragged his suitcase off the train. He didn't have much luggage. There were only a few clothes and a few daily necessities in the suitcase. The mobile phone shines with a faint light, and there are always some memories in the memory that are difficult to erase. Not much of the setting sun is left, leaving only the broken sunlight to illuminate the way home for the wanderer. Luo Chen sighed and dialed the number he had never wanted to call hesitantly, "Grandpa, it's me..., Um... I'm back, oh... That's it, um... I'll be back now..." He quietly looked at the two words lying on the screen of his mobile phone, until the sunset truly disappeared, and the screen of his mobile phone also stopped silently, and he didn't know when the apology rose in his heart. He ran away for four years under the pretext of going to college. He wandered alone in a foreign country for four years without any real friends or a girlfriend. He just wandered around in this lonely city for four years. In fact, he has always been like this This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.