Ten years ago, Yun Gui resolutely left his hometown town and married in the capital, thinking that the capital would be his place for the rest of his life.
But she didn't expect that ten years later, she would ask herself to leave the court, and then go back to the starting point.
The rain in my hometown was still pouring, and the cat at the alley was too old to recognize people. She stood at the alley and looked in, letting the rain wet her clothes.
The rain suddenly stopped. She looked up and saw the man in white holding an umbrella above her head.
"Long time no see." He said with a smile.
In a small water town, a story about returning a pearl to a king is not pleasant but very warm.
1. I have been thinking about a story for a long time. I don't know when I will write it, but I will definitely write it. I may jump in line at any time.
2. It's probably an old saying in prose with a bit of nostalgia. In short, it's plain, daily, slow-burning, with no big ups and downs, and no hot elements. It may be a little bit rough, but the whole thing should be very warm. I predict it will be very cold, so I put it out first and save it for pre-collection. Please collect it for interested girls.
Intention: The home of this heart is my hometown