I write novels in Liyue

Also, I didn't notice that the manuscript was returned at the end of the last chapter because it was an earlier version. There was a look of loneliness in Gan Yu's expression after that. Everyone should go back and refresh the page. I feel like I'm in a good mood. If I get a good night's sleep, I should be able to consistently update three chapters a day.

Chapter 117 A Thousand-Year Obsession, Scattered in a Single Moment

As time went by.

In the blink of an eye, the last rays of the setting sun disappeared completely on the horizon.

Night has fallen over Liyue.

As dusk settles over Liyue Harbor, the city lights begin to twinkle.

As lights came on in every home, wisps of smoke rose from chimneys throughout the city.

The entire city was peaceful and serene.

A gust of wind carried the mundane atmosphere of Liyue Harbor up to the Jade Capital Terrace, to the large terrace on the rooftop of the Moonsea Pavilion.

Two women sat facing each other at the table.

One of the women was wearing an expensive cheongsam with alternating gold, black, and white colors. Her platinum blonde hair was tied back with an expensive hairpin, and her golden sleeves were swaying gently in the wind.

She was graceful and beautiful.

At this moment, she was leaning back in her chair, her hands, gloved with black and gold, holding a cup of fragrant tea with wisps of white steam rising from it. She took a small sip, looked up at the woman sitting opposite her, smiled faintly, and said, "It's your turn to make a move."

The woman sitting opposite her was dressed in a dark red outfit, with a pirate-style eyepatch over her left eye and a fingerless glove on her right hand, which was picking up a black chess piece and placing it on the chessboard.

"That was a pretty good move."

Ningguang smiled faintly.

"it's your turn."

Beidou spoke calmly.

"There's no point in continuing. This game has gone through many kos and there's no clear winner."

Ningguang shook her head and said.

"I've finished reporting on Inazuma's situation to you, and I've played chess with you. Now I'm heading back to my Death Star."

Beidou stood up and said.

"Won't you stay for dinner?"

Ningguang asked.

"We can't even share a dish."

Beidou waved his hand and said.

"Then I won't see you off."

Ningguang was not surprised by Beidou's answer. She took another sip of tea and said.

"random."

Beidou didn't care and got up to leave, but she stopped halfway there.

"What, is there something else?"

Ningguang asked.

"Speaking of which, I brought you a gift when I came to see you this time."

Beidou turned around and said.

"Gift?"

Ningguang raised an eyebrow, smiled, and said, "I'm rather curious what gift you'll bring me."

"It's nothing special, just two books written by a friend of mine."

As he spoke, Beidou took out two books and tossed them directly to Ningguang.

Ningguang caught it casually.

"Whether you look or not, whether you want it or not is up to you. I'm leaving now."

Beidou smiled faintly, then turned and left.

Only after Beidou left did Ningguang turn her gaze to the two books in her hands.

Your Lie in April.

The Eternal.

"I remember that a few days ago, Ke Qing and Gan Yu went to Wanwen Bookstore and bought these two books together."

Ningguang's brow twitched slightly as she muttered to herself.

It wasn't that she specifically sent someone to investigate what books Gan Yu and Ke Qing had bought.

She's not that bored.

I only learned about this matter from the secretaries of Yuehai Pavilion.

She didn't pay much attention to it.

To her surprise, Beidou bought these two books for her and even mentioned that they were from a friend, which piqued her interest.

"To be able to be friends with Keqing, Ganyu, and Beidou at the same time? Fang Qiu? Interesting."

Ningguang murmured to herself, gently lying down on the recliner, her fair and slender legs lifted and placed on the other leg, then she gently opened one of the books.

……

at this time.

At the entrance of the tavern downstairs from Wanwenjishe, a woman in her early thirties, dressed in a purple cheongsam, with a graceful figure and an air of sophistication, leaned alluringly against the doorframe.

"Ugh."

Looking back at the less than half-full patrons in her tavern, and then at the teahouse across the street on the second floor, where a group of novel enthusiasts were engrossed in their books, the woman sighed softly.

I feel a little melancholy.

There's a touch of sadness.

However, the tavern across the street, run by the bald, burly man, was doing even worse. She had been standing at the door for so long and had only seen a few other burly men walk into the tavern arm in arm.

There was no other business.

"Let's go upstairs and check the situation."

After thinking for a moment, the proprietress lifted her foot and walked upstairs towards Wanwenji House.

Wanwenji House is very quiet.

Under the bright lights, everyone was engrossed in reading.

Even Ji Fang, the proprietress of Wanwenjishe, was engrossed in reading "The Legend of Sword and Fairy," her brows furrowed slightly, a hint of hesitation in her heart.

Should I buy a set myself to see how it ends?

For this day, she specially purchased a batch of unique wines from Mondstadt that are particularly appealing to girls!

If Fang Qiu's "Chinese Paladin" has a happy ending, then she'll have lost out big time.

This……

Just as she was getting a headache, a voice rang out, filled with gritted teeth.

"Fang Qiu, you old scoundrel! Long Kui, my Long Kui!"

One of the young men looked grim, and his hand holding the book trembled slightly.

A thousand-year obsession, vanished in a single day.

A thousand years ago, Longyang told Longkui that he could still annihilate the enemy army even without that sword.

A thousand years later, Jing Tian also told her that he could defeat the Evil Sword Immortal even without that sword.

Longyang died in battle a thousand years ago.

But a thousand years later, she no longer wanted to see Jing Tian die.

So, taking advantage of Jing Tian and Tang Xuejian's inattention, Long Kui pushed them aside and jumped into the sword-forging furnace.

Fang Qiu wrote this passage with great emotion, vividly portraying Long Kui's reluctance to part.

It evoked a deep sadness in me, bringing tears to my eyes.

……

……

P.S.: I forgot today is Lunar New Year's Eve!

As a result, many things happened.

I'll update this first, and then I'll add two more later.

Happy Lunar New Year's Eve to everyone.

Chapter 118 Everything has vanished like smoke

At this moment, many readers also reached this position, and the tranquility of Wanwen Collection House was immediately broken.

"Choose one of two options, Fang Qiu, you old scoundrel, could you be any more ruthless?"

"That old scoundrel Fang Qiu has no heart at all! How can you talk about being ruthless?"

"Based on my experience with my first two books, Fang Qiu might really become even more ruthless."

"Damn it, that old scoundrel Fang Qiu is at it again. I shouldn't have trusted her this last time. The memory of me falling into the bushes after drinking and having my pants pulled down, and being called a butt monster, is still fresh in my mind. And now she's doing it again?"

"A thousand years ago, she chose to obey her brother, and he died. A thousand years later, Longkui knows that if she obeys Jingtian this time, he will also die. This plot setup is really great, but why use the control of the plot in this way!"

"A thousand-year-old wish, all gone in a single day. Perhaps for Long Kui, living for a thousand years was all for this moment. When she jumped into the sword-refining furnace, in Long Kui's heart, Jing Tian was just Jing Tian, ​​and he was no longer Long Yang."

“I wasn’t crying, why are you saying these sentimental things?”

"My dear sister, it's all my fault, please don't cry."