Changjing Six Years

Changjing six years, spring. Mu Yunshen pushed open the door. Wen Zhan was crouching down in front of the courtyard door, working on something, and raised his head when he heard the wooden door creaking. There were a few streaks of ash on his face, which he probably got on accidentally. "Are you back?" He smiled deeply at Mu Yun and curled his eyes. ——It's a reunion after a long separation. A short story, written in ancient times, should be 30,000 words. ★Please bookmark this column! ! ! ! ! Intention: All encounters in this world are reunions after a long absence.