I write novels in Liyue

She got up and walked to the terrace outside.

Outside the terrace, all was quiet.

The traces of the cherry blossom fireworks have long since vanished, and the Inatsuma residents have long since dispersed, leaving only a stage in front of the castle tower.

A gust of wind blew, and her purple hair fluttered in the breeze.

"What a noisy wind."

Shadow murmured softly, "Divine Child, you went to so much trouble just to use that girl's book to tell me those things, didn't you..."

Looking at the sky, Ying remained silent for a long time before taking out a second book.

Your Lie in April.

This book seems to be about the story of Inatsume.

Facing the wind, Ying opened the cherry blossom-colored book cover.

The story of April has begun.

……

at this time.

The izakayas in Inazuma Castle were packed with people.

After watching the music competition and the grand fireworks display, many people need a drink.

In addition to the unexpected surge in business at izakayas, long queues have once again formed in front of Yaedo.

"Lord Yae-no-miya said that he will release a manga and a deluxe edition of the novel with today's music competition music disc in a few days. Why are you in such a hurry to buy them?"

"If you're not in a hurry, why are you queuing up?"

"I already bought 'Your Lie in April' and 'Eternal Ship' a long time ago. I'm here to buy 'I Write Novels in Inazuma.' Can you let me insert it?"

"Insert what?"

"What else could it be? Cutting in line, of course."

"I refuse."

……

"This is my first time reading a novel. What exactly is the story of 'Your Lie in April'? Why does the music sound so sad to me?"

"It's a really good story, I highly recommend you read it, travelers all say it's great."

"Brother, you've misunderstood. That's not what I asked. I meant whether 'Your Lie in April' is a sad story or a happy one."

"It's a really good story, I highly recommend you read it, travelers all say it's great!"

"Oh...you're a phonograph, aren't you? You can only say one sentence?"

The area in front of the Yaedo Hall was bustling with activity.

……

Meanwhile, at the very back of an izakaya (Japanese pub), at the innermost table...

"Come on, let's toast to the successful completion of this music competition!"

Yae no Miko raised the sake bowl filled with sake in her hand, smiled faintly, and said.

"cheers."

Ying and Paimon both opted for drinks instead of alcohol and happily toasted each other.

"It's a pity that Yoshimiya has to go home to be with her father, and Ayaka has to handle the aftermath of the music competition, so we can't celebrate together and have a good meal."

Paimon wiped his mouth, then asked with some confusion, "By the way, Divine Child, what do you mean by achieving the goal? Does it mean to hold it successfully?"

"Of course not, what's there to celebrate about that?"

The divine child smiled and said.

"What was the purpose of that?"

Paimon asked, puzzled.

"Of course, it's to recommend Fang Qiu's two novels to my best friend. She has no good novels to read, and she cries every day in the Pure Land of the Heart. Waaaaah, she's so pitiful."

Yae no Miko picked up a piece of fried tofu and put it in her mouth, then covered her mouth and said with a smile.

"You mean you're holding this music competition to recommend Fang Qiu's book to Ying?"

Paimon paused, then put his hands on his hips and said confidently, "Oh! I get it! Divine Child, you're trying to help Shadow broaden his thinking and better consider the question of eternity, right? After all, my heart is eternal!"

At this point, Ying also looked at Yae no Miko, waiting for her answer.

"Pfft, of course not."

After saying that, Yae no Miko smiled knowingly and said, "Aren't you all curious about Ying's interesting reaction after reading that little girl Fang Qiu's book?"

"You mean, you want to see Ying look sad?"

Paimon asked doubtfully, "But she's a god! How could a god who has lived for so long be upset over a mere novel?"

"The longer you live, the longer some things will settle in your heart. The longer they settle, the easier it is to resonate with the books written by that young girl Fang Qiu, especially when there is something in your heart that you cannot forget. After all, even the most indestructible rock will have some scars left over the long years, which are measured in thousands of years, that can resonate with her books."

Yae no Miko smiled and said, "Besides, I'm not talking about the sad and upset reaction to watching the film."

"Not a reaction of sadness? Then what are you talking about, Divine Child?"

Paimon asked, puzzled.

"Have you noticed that Fang Qiu's two books are actually about the same thing?"

Yae Shenzi said.

"The same thing? What thing? They're clearly completely different stories, aren't they?"

Paimon asked, somewhat puzzled.

Ying frowned slightly, and although she didn't speak, she seemed to already have the answer in her heart.

"That is, after experiencing immense grief, we continue to move forward. This is true of 'Your Lie in April' and 'Eternal'."

Yae no Miko's smile faded, and he turned his gaze toward the direction of the castle tower, his eyes deep as he spoke.

……

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P.S.: Sorry I'm late, I revised this chapter too many times and I'm not satisfied with it.

Chapter 162 The Production Team's Donkey

The moon casts shadows on the flowers, and dew dampens one's clothes.

Time flows slowly.

Those who had listened to the music competition and were interested in the novel "Your Lie in April" in front of Yaedo Hall bought the books they wanted and left satisfied, full of anticipation.

The people at the izakaya gradually dispersed.

The entire Inazuma was silent; the night was deep.

A cool breeze swept up the mountain from the towering shadow on Narukami Island, carrying the chilly mountain air all the way to Inazuma Castle.

Under the cool, bright moonlight.

Ying stood quietly on the terrace of the castle tower, a cool breeze blowing against her face and ruffling her purple hair.

Clothes fluttered in the wind.

Shadow gently brushed aside the wind-blown strands of hair, tucking them behind her ears. She looked up in Mondstadt's direction, her brows furrowing slightly.

Ying looked down at the book in her hand, "Your Lie in April," which she had already flipped through many pages of.

At this moment, the scene depicts Kousei Arima and Kaori Miyazono performing together.

In this part of the story, Fang Qiu's writing style is very light and brisk. The appearance of Miyazono Kaori is like the sun breaking through the clouds, sweeping away the gloom in Arima Kousei's heart.

The two musicians' voices intertwined.

Arima Kousei's lips unconsciously curved into a smile as he listened to Miyazono Kaori's piano music.

The duet between the two ended.

Both of them were drenched in sweat, and they looked at each other.

His eyes were full of smiles.

Seeing this, Ying couldn't help but smile, and then she turned to the next page.

Next page.

After exchanging a smile with Kousei Arima, Kaori Miyazono collapsed to the ground with a thud.

Ying's smile froze.

……

At this moment, in Liyue.

The night was hazy, and the moonlight was dim.

Inside the tavern.

Zhongli downed the wine in his glass in one gulp and turned his gaze to the young man at the opposite table.

He had already slumped onto the table and fallen into a deep sleep.

unconscious.

Zhongli withdrew his gaze and looked at the last bottle of cider remaining on the table.

"The wine that drunken poet loved most."

Zhongli looked out the window, his gaze distant.

This is the kind of wine that the drunken poet brought when he first arrived in Liyue two thousand years ago.

At first, he thought the drunken poet had encountered difficulties in performing his duties and needed his help.