I write novels in Liyue

Hotaru Takegawa will spend her whole life remembering the warmth of Gin's embrace.

A tender, yet sorrowful story...

She looked out the window.

Outside the window, in the sunlight, a gentle breeze blows, and the rainbow flowers sway softly in the wind.

"This story should resonate with many people."

She thought so.

So many people are destined to be apart, leaving only regret and sorrow...

How many people would rather die than not be able to touch the other person...?

At this moment, Li Ling, the editor who had just submitted the adaptation application, came out of the editor-in-chief's office and saw Bai Qing looking out the window with red eyes, and then glancing at the original manuscript on the table.

"are you OK?"

Li Ling asked.

"Don't worry, Senior Li Ling, I'm fine."

Bai Qing shook her head.

"Shall we go out for a drink later?"

Li Ling asked.

As she spoke, a strange thought popped into her head: ever since Fang Qiu wrote "Your Lie in April," their editorial department had been going to bars much more often.

Could Fang Qiu's actions be considered a boost to the tavern's business?

"Ah."

Bai Qing nodded.

"By the way, what kind of story did Fang Qiu write this time?"

Li Ling asked.

When Li Ling asked about this, several female editors also turned their attention to her.

Bai Qing thought for a moment, then looked at the rainbow flowers swaying in the wind outside the window and said softly, "A gentle story, a story so gentle that it makes you want to cry."

His eyes were filled with sadness.

"A gentle story?"

Li Ling was somewhat puzzled.

Several female editors present also seemed puzzled.

They couldn't help but be curious. Two female editors walked up to Bai Qing, asked her for Fang Qiu's original manuscript, and sat down to read it.

……

It was noon.

The winter sun is warm and gentle, neither arrogant nor impatient.

Two women, who looked exactly alike and were both beautiful and aloof, were walking side by side on the bluestone street.

After handing the manuscript to the editor this morning, Fang Qiu went home and called Shen He, who was reading a book.

I plan to ask her and Hu Tao to go to Sister Ying'er's place together to see how the panda pajamas are coming along.

After all, winter is coming, and wearing a nightgown that's as thin as a cicada's wing might make you catch a cold.

Moreover, she is a very restless sleeper, and often when she gets up, the hem of her nightgown will be lifted up to her upper body.

She was only wearing underwear on her lower body.

These days, one time she woke up to find that her nightgown hadn't just been lifted up to her upper body, but all the way up to her chest...

I have no idea what kind of sleeping posture one would have to sleep like that.

If she hadn't known that Shen He wouldn't do such a pointless thing, she would have suspected that he had been lifted up by someone.

This can't go on.

Although there was an element of shyness involved, winter is coming and the weather is getting colder, so sleeping naked will make you catch a cold.

She didn't want to suffer in bed with a fever in the dead of winter...

Moreover, given her constitution, it's highly likely she'll be ill for many days...

That would be too torturous.

Therefore, it's more convenient to switch to pants.

"Speaking of which, it should snow in Liyue Harbor this year."

As they walked along the road, a slightly chilly wind blew by. Fang Qiu smiled and said with some longing, "I can't wait to see the first snow falling. How romantic that would be."

She was looking forward to it.

She had never seen snow in her previous life. Even though she had memories of snow falling in Liyue Harbor, those memories were just that—memories. They couldn't compare to the romance of witnessing the first snowfall in Liyue Harbor with her own eyes.

That feeling of walking forward together, with snow falling on our heads, is like walking together until we grow old together.

Although she naturally has white hair...

Another scene is when night falls, the lights of Liyue Harbor come on, and snowflakes fall.

"Snow falls on the mountaintop every day, when will it be considered the first snow?"

Shen He said with some doubt.

"Uh?"

Fang Qiu was taken aback upon hearing Shen He's words.

My first reaction was that what she said actually made a lot of sense.

Snow falls heavily on the snow-capped mountains all year round, so when can we say that the first snowfall is?

However, after a moment of surprise, Fang Qiu realized what was happening.

Then, she explained the definition of the first snow to Shen He in detail.

However, when explaining, she remembered that besides some common meanings, the first snow also seemed to symbolize pure and sincere love.

As they chatted and laughed, passing by Wanwenjishe, talking about the first snow as they walked towards Wangshengtang...

At this moment, Jiang Qinji, the proprietress of the tavern downstairs from Wanwenji House, came out of the tavern.

She was wearing a red and white cheongsam, her pretty face was flushed, her eyes were glazed, and her steps were unsteady; she was clearly drunk.

Moreover, her eyes were red and swollen, clearly indicating that she had been crying.

"How could Fang Qiu bear to kill off Xiao Xun... How could she do that..."

She parted her lips slightly and mumbled something indistinctly to herself.

To understand Fang Qiu better, she watched "Your Lie in April"...

In the end, no miracle occurred.

Kaori Miyazono's smile remains forever in the cold winter; she is gone.

Next spring, there will be no more Kaori Miyazono...

"If it were me, perhaps I wouldn't look forward to the next spring..."

As she spoke, she picked up the bottle, took another sip, and tears streamed down her face again.

However, she had only just swallowed the wine when, with her eyes glazed over, she turned her gaze to the street not far away.

Ok?

Is it Fang Qiu?

wrong……

How can there be two Fang Qius?

"How much have I drunk? How come I can't even see people clearly? How could there be two Fang Qius?"

She smiled, rubbed her sleepy eyes, and looked around again, only to find that there were still two Fang Qius on the street.

Uh?

what's the situation?

Am I not seeing things correctly?

How could this be?

Will Fang Qiu split up again?

Although she was quite drunk, a strange statement she had heard from Master Hu at Wanmintang and Wangshengtang before still popped into her mind.

That means planting a Hilichurl in the soil, and many Hilichurls will grow next year...

Uh, wait, why would I need so many Hilichurls?

It seems that if you bury a treasure chest in the ground, many more treasure chests will grow next year.

Could it be that Fang Qiu was planted in the soil and two Fang Qius grew out of it?

She rubbed her eyes several more times, but found there were still two people on the street...

So she went back into the shop, drank a glass of cold water to sober up, and then went outside to look, only to find that there was only Fang Qiu in the distance.

She stood quietly on the street, as if waiting for something.

"Looks like I really did drink too much... I actually believed that kind of nonsense... How could a person grow two?"

The proprietress couldn't help but chuckle.

She smiled, picked up the bottle again, and took a few sips.

So, what was Fang Qiu waiting for standing on the road?

Could they be on a date?

So she looked at it again.