I write novels in Liyue

She smiled, but tears streamed down her face.

"Sir, what would you like to drink?"

He was greeted by a tavern employee, who led him to a seat while asking him questions.

"Bring me a pot of Osmanthus Wine."

Old Meng thought for a moment and then said.

Mr. Zhongli also likes to drink this.

"understood."

The shop assistant nodded and led Lao Meng to a window seat.

After Lao Meng sat down, the waiter quickly brought over the wine.

However, he had just picked up the wine pot and taken a sip when he saw someone sitting opposite him.

The man was wearing a dark blue long robe, over which he wore a moon-white vest with cloud patterns.

There was a copy of "Anohana: The Flower We Saw That Day" on the table.

Besides the book "Anohana: The Flower We Saw That Day," there were seven or eight jugs of wine on his table, five of which had already been drunk.

Although he was looking at the other person, the other person didn't seem to care about him at all, and kept drinking while crying and talking to himself.

"Little girl... I miss you so much. I wonder what you look like now. You must be very beautiful by now."

"You know what? Because of the novel I wrote for you, Inazuma Yaedo sent me an invitation... saying they want to invite me to some kind of Rongcai Festival... I'm not going... What if you come back looking for me and can't find me... Girl, I miss you so much... If only you were here... I could take you on a trip to Inazuma. I heard there's a flower there called the Scarlet Cherry Blossom... I'd love to see it. I really want to pick one and put it on your head."

“Girl, why haven’t you come back yet? Have you already forgotten me? No, you can’t! Your parents must think I’m not strong enough, so they’re stopping you from coming to see me. Don’t worry, I’m reading every book Fang Qiu has. Once I’m as strong as him, your parents will definitely stop opposing our marriage.”

"Speaking of which, girl, that Fang Qiu is a really good writer. Every time I read her books, I think of you... This time her book is called 'Anohana: The Flower We Saw That Day,' and the characters, Jinta Yadomi and Meiko Hayama, are just like us... When we were little, I didn't know how to cherish you and even left you by the river. But thankfully, I'm not like Jinta Yadomi. I still have a chance to make amends. Don't worry, I will work hard to make my name resound throughout Teyvat."

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P.S.: I'll be updating three times a day starting tomorrow.

Chapter 324 An Old Friend Has Not Returned for a Long Time (Three Chapters Combined)

The man sitting opposite me drank his wine in silence, muttering incoherently to himself.

Old Meng listened quietly to his story.

The boy and girl fell in love, but were forced to separate because of the girl's parents' opposition.

Shortly after he abandoned the girl on the riverbank, she moved away.

I haven't seen them since.

This became a source of pain for the young man.

As the boy grows up, he decides to write a novel in order to see the girl again and make his name known throughout the world.

The man sitting across the table simply wanted to see the girl he loved one again.

That's it.

Old Meng picked up the wine pot beside him and poured himself a cup of osmanthus wine.

The clear liquid gathered in the glass.

Looking at the wine in his glass reflecting the flickering candlelight and the man slumped on the table, drunk, Old Meng smiled calmly.

Just as this man said.

He is different from Jinta Sukumi and himself.

Jinta Yadomi has no chance to make amends. All he can do is help Meiko Hayami regain her memories and send her to the afterlife.

I can no longer fulfill the dreams I had as a child.

And he will one day meet his beloved girl again in the future.

Thinking of this, he picked up his wine glass, but just as he was about to take a sip, the man sitting opposite him mumbled something incoherently in his sleep.

"Xiao Jiu...I miss you so much..."

Upon hearing this, Lao Meng's hand, which was holding a wine glass, froze instantly, then began to tremble slightly, and the full glass of wine spilled onto the table.

His eyes widened, filled with disbelief.

Little...Nine?

What was the name of the little girl the headmaster mentioned she met at Wuwang Slope?

It seems her name is Xiao Jiu...

That Xiao Jiu, it seems, drowned...

Combined with what the man in front of him said, the last time he saw Xiao Jiu was the day he abandoned her by the river.

After that, he never saw Xiao Jiu again.

After that, Xiao Jiu's family moved away in a hurry...

Could it be...?

That should be it...

Looking at the man in front of her, who was drunk and occasionally muttering about dissecting Fang Qiu's writing style, and occasionally calling out Xiao Jiu's name, she showed a happy smile.

The man's vow to make his name resound throughout the world still echoed in his ears.

Old Meng fell silent.

He drank in silence, one glass after another.

He drank while looking at the man in front of him.

He hesitated, unsure whether to tell the man in front of him the cruel possibility.

Tell him that the Xiao Jiu he mentioned should already be dead...

After hesitating for a long time, he let out a long sigh.

That's it.

Let Xiao Jiu live on in this man's heart.

She is the driving force behind this man's progress; if he were to learn the truth, he might completely collapse.

That's far too cruel...

Besides, maybe it's just a coincidence that they have the same name...

So he stopped talking and just silently drank his wine.

Outside the window, the wind grew stronger, carrying the thin mist into the distance.

A cool breeze, carrying a damp mist, drifted through the bustling Scarlet Cloud Slope and landed on Fang Qiu, who was sitting on the courtyard corridor.

The lights flickered.

Under the lamplight.

Fang Qiu, dressed in a moon-white robe with cloud patterns, was holding Tingyu and feeding the ornamental fish in the pond in front of him.

The chilly winter night wind, carrying the misty air of Liyue Harbor, gently caressed her slender body, causing her snow-white hair to flutter slightly.

Tranquil and beautiful.

"It's so cold."

Feeling the cold wind seeping in through the gaps in her clothes, Fang Qiu's delicate body trembled slightly, and she shivered.

She frowned, and her grip on Tingyu tightened slightly.

Tingyu, who had been sleeping peacefully, was suddenly woken up by Fang Qiu's tight embrace, which made it difficult for her to breathe.

It struggled a couple of times, but seeing that Fang Qiu's hands were no longer tightening, it gave up.

Fang Qiu held her tightly.

Feeling the warmth emanating from Tingyu, Fang Qiu finally felt a little warmer.

careless...

Although it warmed up quite a bit during the day, it's still a bit chilly at night.

You should wear more clothes.

She put down the listening to the rain and stretched.

Her delicate body stretched out in the slightly chilly air, and her pert breasts pushed her clothes high with her movements.

In addition, this action also perfectly showcased her alluring body curves.

After pouring the fish food from the basket into the pond, Fang Qiu got up and prepared to go back inside.

She decided to take a relaxing petal bath and then have a good night's sleep.

Just then, a sound came from outside the door.

"Hmm? Is that Shen He?"

Fang Qiu tilted her head, somewhat puzzled.

Shen He said he was going to the Layered Rock Abyss and wouldn't be coming back for the next few days, right?

Why did you suddenly come back?

Does this mean the mission has been canceled?

fair enough.

At least we don't have to go to dangerous places like the Abyss of Lapis Lazuli anymore...

It's hard to say whether it's a problem passed down from the lineage of True Lord Liuyun Jiefeng, or whether Shen He was infected by her senior sister, Miss Gan Yu, after going to Yujingtai.

At first it was fine, I kept coming back every day.

Later, he started staying away from home every few days.