A short, complete ancient-to-modern transmigration story from years ago, with an open ending. Bringing it over to save it here~
Qiu Huai x Pu Zizhen
I was planning to write a short story collection called Miscellaneous Stew, but stopped after writing just one story. Since I'm hopeless at naming things, I had to think up another cheesy title >-
Theme: The spring breeze knows not the wanderer's heart; only when one's hair turns gray does one learn how hard it is to return.
