I write novels in Liyue

For example, fireworks.

Unlike Ayaka Kamisato, the focus of her letter was on the book.

However, at the end of each letter, they all wrote words expressing their anticipation of meeting.

"This is what a reader's letter should be like."

Fang Qiu nodded in satisfaction.

Compared to the letters from readers that Bai Qing had given her before, which were meant to be written to her ancestors, the letters from Kamisato Ayaka and Naganohara Yomi-no-miya were simply too adorable.

As for the third letter, it was written by someone named Thomas.

Thomas's letter was somewhat familiar, yet it did not feel offensive in the slightest.

In the letter, he gave high praise to the two books, "Your Lie in April" and "Eternity".

At the same time, he also expressed his desire to see her write books of the type she likes.

They also said that those types of books were all wrapped in red cloth.

Hey, wait a minute.

That's not right.

If the books Thomas sent were all wrapped in red cloth, then the book "Junior Sister, Be Gentle, Senior Sister Hurts" shouldn't have been sent by Thomas, right? Otherwise, how could it appear so intact on the red cloth without being unwrapped?

Moreover, it can be seen from the words in the letter that Thomas is an upright person with the image of an older brother, and is obviously not the kind of person who would send this kind of book to a girl.

Then the problem is coming.

There are three people who wrote the letter. Could it be from two other girls, Ayaka Kamisato or Yoshimiya Naganohara?

But in the letter, they didn't seem like that kind of people.

One is dignified and elegant, the other is lively and adorable.

That's strange. It couldn't have been secretly slipped in by the crew of the Death Star, could it?

"Never mind, we'll find out once we open the red cloth."

Fang Qiu turned her gaze to the item wrapped in red cloth inside the box.

If I open it and it's full of books like "Junior Sister, Be Gentle, Senior Sister Hurts," then I'll have to tell Sister Beidou about it and tell her not to accept anything from that guy named Thomas again.

Block.

But if it wasn't those kinds of books inside, but some normal books...

That means this book might have been sent by Ayaka Kamisato or Yoshimiya Naganohara...

The girl sent herself a book about lilies...

This……

She couldn't very well ask Sister Beidou or the crew of the Death Star about something like this...

Chapter 114 Not Afraid Not Afraid

Fang Qiu glanced at the book "Junior Sister, Be Gentle, Senior Sister Hurts" on the table, and her pretty face flushed slightly.

"Hopefully, they'll be some normal books."

She gently bit her rosy lips and carefully untied the red cloth.

What comes into view is a dense array of bizarre and terrifying covers.

A little girl holding a doll with a creepy smile and a knife; a giant face stretched and distorted; a woman in red hanging in the center of the room...

Each cover has a strong visual impact.

"Huh?"

Upon seeing these bizarre and terrifying covers, Fang Qiu's eyes, which had been as clear and slightly moist as water, suddenly lost their luster, as if she had lost her soul.

Her slightly flushed face turned pale in an instant.

He froze on the spot.

As if all the strength had been drained from his body, he collapsed to the ground.

Fang Qiu's delicate body trembled violently, and tears streamed down her face in fright.

If she had known there was such a book under the red cloth, she wouldn't have waited for Hu Tao to leave before opening it.

That way, at least someone will be there to keep you company.

Her chest heaved as she took several deep breaths, and her limp body gradually regained its strength.

She wiped away the tears that had already welled up in her eyes, sobbed softly, and then stepped forward to close the wooden box.

These harmful books should be thrown away!

Purge immediately!

She tried to move it with all her might...

Then the wooden crate was moved only a little bit.

For a moment, Fang Qiu was lost in confusion.

She was somewhat at a loss for what to do.

Aside from the fact that the wooden box was too heavy for her to carry.

She also realized something very important: going out to throw away books in the middle of the night was itself a very unsettling thing.

In her past life, when she stayed up all night writing, she would sometimes order takeout when she was starving.

It was fine when I opened the door to get it.

After all, you can hear human voices.

After you finish eating, open the door and throw the trash out the door so the cleaning lady can collect it.

But every time she opens the door, her heart pounds wildly, and sometimes she doesn't even dare to go out.

They were all placed in the entryway and then thrown away the next morning.

That was without being frightened.

Not to mention I just looked at a whole box full of ghost story covers...

She thought about it and decided to wait until tomorrow to ask someone for help, or maybe burn the horror stories as firewood during the day.

But thinking about this, Fang Qiu hesitated again.

It was a gift from someone who likes my book; is it really appropriate for me to just throw it away like this...?

For a moment, Fang Qiu was extremely conflicted.

Finally, Fang Qiu forcefully pushed the wooden box into the corner.

Let's leave it here for now.

After dealing with the boxes, Fang Qiu slumped onto the bouncy bomb, panting heavily.

Her physical strength was really too poor; even pushing the wooden box to the corner of the wall took a lot of effort.

However, once my breathing returned to normal, those terrifying and bizarre covers reappeared before my eyes.

"Not afraid, not afraid."

Fang Qiu swallowed hard, then let out a long breath and decided to go to sleep!

When faced with difficulties, one should simply sleep it off.

Just get through tonight.

So she opened the sandalwood box containing the nightgown designed by Sister Ying'er.

However, her target wasn't the nightgown, but the balm to help her sleep.

"I didn't expect that the perfume balm that Sister Ying'er gave me would come in handy so soon."

Fang Qiu murmured.

Following Ying'er's instructions, she placed it on the bedside table, then took off all her clothes and put on the nightgown.

The moment I put on the clothes, my chest tightened suddenly.

"what."

The feeling of being tightly bound caused Fang Qiu's delicate body to tremble involuntarily, and she let out a soft moan.

This feeling is so strange.

She gently bit her red lips and adjusted the bust size of her nightgown to level five.

Feeling the relief in her chest, Fang Qiu finally breathed a sigh of relief.

After putting on her nightgown, Fang Qiu immediately crawled into bed and curled up into a ball.

The lights won't be turned off tonight.

go to bed.

Just as she cleared her mind of all distractions and stopped thinking about those terrifying covers, and was drifting off to sleep with the help of the perfume, a voice suddenly sounded outside the door.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

A series of eerie, rhythmic sounds rang out behind her.

What was that sound, hitting the wooden stairs?

Fang Qiu was so frightened that she immediately sobered up.

Fang Qiu then realized that it must be the sound of the girl next door coming home from working overtime and going upstairs...

Then, she drifted off to sleep again.

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