"I want to go home." "You probably can't." "Why?" "Because it's very far from your home." "How far?" "More than twelve hundred years." Xu Qing looked at the girl from the Tang Dynasty, a trace of sympathy on his face: "Everything you're familiar with has already become history." Relatives, friends, enemies, all silent twelve hundred years ago. --- Daily life story, single female lead (Already finished, quality guaranteed.)