I write novels in Liyue

Two little boys followed behind a little girl playing on the dock. They were flying a kite, and when a gust of wind blew, the kite flew into the sky.

On the distant horizon, the sun gradually rises.

"The sun awakens the hibernating creatures, the night ends and the day dawns, the clear sun shines brightly, and the gentle breeze is serene. Not bad, not bad at all."

Fang Qiu stood by the window, wearing a cool onesie nightgown. A gentle breeze blew by, and her snow-white hair fluttered in the wind.

A rare early start.

Looking at the familiar scenery before her, she couldn't help but nod in satisfaction.

Her few words, spoken in a very literary style and sounding like a Taoist priest chanting incantations, roughly meant that the night had passed, dawn had broken, the sun had risen, and the wind felt so nice.

To paraphrase Hu Tao, this scene is worthy of being a poem.

Facing the Ocean, Spring and Blossom.

You can see this sea view as soon as you wake up.

This is life, this is enjoyment.

In comparison, my past life was truly miserable.

I still remember my past life, when I would stay up late every night and wake up to find that, let alone a sea view, all I could see when I opened the window was a dirty and chaotic city with the noise and exhaust fumes from cars.

Getting up is such a nightmare.

However, besides these, there's also the terrible and ridiculously expensive takeout, the unreliable range hood, the dark and gloomy corridors, and the author's already meager backlog of followers that continues to decline daily like a ladder...

Thinking about it this way, apart from the first month being a bit difficult, the rest of my days in Liyue seem pretty comfortable.

Having money in hand, friends around, delicious food on the table, and the leisure time to listen to opera, storytelling, fishing, and sunbathing.

If all else fails, you can take Xiangling and Hu Tao with you to the wilderness to fight slimes or hilichurls.

Aside from the lack of electronic devices, the slow pace of life here is simply perfect.

Thinking of this, Fang Qiu stretched and let out a comfortable groan.

She then turned her gaze to a stack of manuscripts on the table.

These days, she has finished writing the entire content of "Your Name".

Taki Tachibana of Inazuma Castle, and Mitsuha Miyamizu of a remote town.

Due to time constraints, the film "Your Name" rushed through the story of Taki Tachibana and Mitsuha Miyamizu, using a music video-like presentation and the classic song "Zenzenzense" to gloss over their love story.

This made their love story somewhat abrupt.

Therefore, when she was writing the book, she expanded on their romantic relationship in the story.

This made it more natural for them to develop feelings for each other.

Later, Mitsuha Miyamizu went to Tokyo to find Taki Tachibana, but missed the train because of the timeline.

And in the finale, Mitsuha Miyamizu and Taki Tachibana rode different trains.

She originally planned to remove the mode of transportation and simply change it to the market.

Although I haven't been to Inazuma, I know about it from the information I've gathered and from what Hokuto and the others have told me.

Inazuma probably doesn't have trains...

So I want to change it into a market.

But after thinking about it carefully, I decided not to go for anything fancy and just make it a simple ferry boat.

It's not so bad that the two of them missed each other on the boat.

In short, it creates a scenario where the two people cannot meet immediately.

You can't just jump into the sea, can you?

That would make it "Titanic".

If you jump, I'll jump too.

Then, in the cold seawater, without any planks, they committed suicide together.

As for the climax, the town-wide shouting and the explosion at the power plant, she decided to simplify it.

Just tell people to run away, and that's it.

Simply put, it means removing all modern products; those that can be replaced are replaced, and those that cannot are eliminated.

Despite all the revisions and cuts, it didn't have much impact on the narrative or plot.

After checking the original manuscript, Fang Qiu weighed it down with something, went to the full-length mirror, and prepared to change her clothes.

There are two ways to take off a dress.

One way is to take it off upwards, and the other is to take it off downwards.

Both methods of removing the product are quite simple.

If your upper chest is larger, take it off from the bottom; if your hips are larger, take it off from the top. It's a very simple principle.

However, most normal people would choose to take their clothes off higher.

However, there is a period of time when you take the dress off, which is when you lift it up and the dress will block your view.

Fang Qiu grabbed the straps on her shoulders and pulled them up, quickly stripping herself completely naked.

Her delicate skin was immediately exposed to the slightly chilly air. She didn't know if it was because she was sleeping on her side and pressing on the ground, but a red mark was left on the slightly raised part where the flat ground connects to the mountain peak.

Fang Qiu gently touched it, and it still hurt slightly.

Even though he was already used to his body, Fang Qiu couldn't help but swallow hard when he saw the stunning beauty in the full-length mirror, with her flowing hair and alluring aura.

So beautiful, so incredibly beautiful.

Fang Qiu quickly got dressed and headed towards Liyue Publishing House.

It's been a while since the last book launch, and the streets are bustling with people.

Fang Qiu carried the manuscript and walked towards Liyue Publishing House.

After so many days, the discussions about "The Legend of Sword and Fairy" among people on the street have gradually decreased.

Most of them are just trivial, messy things.

"Did you hear Mr. Yun's performance before? He sang so well!"

"Indeed, that's very well said. I still remember the first time Mr. Yun sang 'Snow Walks,' it was absolutely stunning."

"So much time has passed in the blink of an eye."

"Hey, by the way, is the pair of swords that you asked the blacksmith to make for Chonglou finished yet?"

"The blacksmith said he couldn't read and asked me to draw a diagram for him, but I can't draw... so the diagrams I drew were all crooked and messy..."

"What a pity. I was planning to get a magic sword from the shop after your twin blades were forged, but it seems I should give up now."

Chapter 138 Xing Qiu

Fang Qiu strolled around aimlessly until around 10 a.m. when she arrived at Liyue Publishing House. Just as she reached the editor's office, she saw a girl walking out of the office.

She was wearing a cheongsam, mainly in navy blue and black... um...?

It also resembles a shortened long gown.

The white sleeves with their pleats are quite loose, giving off a Mondstadt vibe.

In short, she hadn't studied this area much in her previous life, and she couldn't figure out what kind of clothes the girl was wearing.

In short, it doesn't look cheap.

Her ear-length hair was neatly combed.

She has a very delicate appearance, not the kind of soft and pretty look.

Rather, it's a kind of androgynous, heroic beauty.

Although she was thin and had a small chest, she had a slender and flexible waist and a pair of good legs.

Slender, straight, and fair-skinned.

A pair of beautiful legs were exposed to the air.

This reminded her of a very lewd quote she had seen online in her previous life, which could be considered the highest praise for legs.

"I could lick her leg until it breaks..."

Fang Qiu subconsciously looked down to check her legs.

Ok……

It was blocked by her chest...

sad.

However, based on how she looked in the bronze mirror, her legs were still better looking.

Just as Fang Qiu was recalling what her body looked like when she changed clothes to go out that morning, the girl stopped and stretched.

"Stealing half a day of leisure from a busy life, the weather is nice today. After being in seclusion for so long, I have finally finished submitting the follow-up. I shall go for a walk in Wanwen Collection House, maybe I can find a good book."

The girl's delicate body stretched out freely under the bright sunlight, revealing her graceful and beautiful figure.

"That's incredibly daring."

Fang Qiu gasped. Luckily, there was no one around except a few female secretaries. It wouldn't matter if they saw her.

That's far too unguarded.

A simple-minded young girl.

"Miss, is there anything I can help you with?"

Seeing Fang Qiu looking at her, the girl couldn't help but ask.

"It's okay, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to stare at you."

Fang Qiu quickly shook his head and smiled somewhat awkwardly.

"I see. I was being presumptuous."