The flowers haven't bloomed yet

"I want to go home."
"You might not be able to go back."
"Why?"
"Because your home is very far from here."
"How far?"
"More than twelve hundred years far."
Xu Qing looked at the girl from the Tang Dynasty in front of him, his face bearing a trace of sympathy, "Everything you're familiar with has become history."
Relatives, friends, enemies—all have fallen silent twelve hundred years ago.
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Everyday text, single female protagonist

My Wife Is From 1000 Years Ago

Bringing home the female hero he had picked up to get to know each other, earning the status of a girlfriend, was incredibly significant for Xu Qing.


Let's not mention the rent or anything, at least there would be no more incessant questioning from the old folks at home due to the inexplicable cohabitation, pestering him daily to bring her back with him.


If he didn't bring her home soon, Zhou Suzhi would probably pick a day to storm over—although he could probably bluff his way through, it was ultimately more troublesome.


Now everything was much better, many problems were solved, and besides, after getting familiar with each other's faces, if there were any troubles due to his identity, he could still ask Xu Wenbin for help. Being someone in his forties, no matter what, his connections were stronger than what he had as a youngster.


Chapter 63: This Guy is Asking for a Beating