I write novels in Liyue

Madoka tells Homura Akemi, "Maybe you'll remember me even when you return to reality."

"It's okay, believe me, because magical girls can make dreams and hopes come true."

The little circle disappeared.

The next page no longer shows Madoka and Homura Akemi.

Kyosuke Kamijou stood on the stage, playing the same instrument as Kaori Miyazono.

Madoka saw Sayaka listening to the performance from the audience.

Sayaka is at peace now.

Mami Tomoe, Kyoko Sakura, and Homura Akemi appeared.

They all forgot about Xiaoyuan.

Before magical girls become witches, they are taken away by the Law of Cycles.

Afterwards, Homura Akemi met Madoka's parents.

The story ended in the desolate night.

When the editors saw that neither Mami Tomoe nor Madoka's parents had forgotten Madoka, they couldn't help but cry.

The world has forgotten Madoka...

Only Homura Akemi remembered her...

This is far too cruel for Madoka and Homura Akemi...

silence.

Quiet.

Only the sound of weeping echoed.

The editors who had narrowly escaped the attack patted their chests with lingering fear upon witnessing this scene.

This is terrifying...

"This... this knife is making it hard for me to breathe... even though we won, it's no different from losing!"

"Madoka is so kind... She ended the tragedy of all witches... But how can Homura Akemi bear it..."

"One has to endure endless loneliness, the other has to endure endless longing, and the pain of the whole world forgetting Xiaoyuan..."

"After reading it, I felt a familiar sense of loss... It felt so painful, even though I feel this way after reading almost every one of Fang Qiu's books..."

After a long silence, the editors, wiping away their tears, spoke.

At first, they would try to hide it from their colleagues, but later, as Fang Qiu read more books, there was no need to hide it anymore.

Is it shameful to cry while reading Fang Qiu's works?

There's nothing shameful about being reasonable.

So many grown men read Fang Qiu's books and cried their eyes out, their faces streaked with tears.

Isn't it normal for them to cry?

They saw it more than once.

"Phew, this was so depressing to watch... The ending was supposed to be about love and hope, but to me, it felt like a deeper kind of despair... It's just that Madoka sacrificed herself by letting the world forget her, thus eliminating the despair of others... Let's go grab a drink tonight..."

"Yeah, count me in... This book is visibly ruthless... I reckon the tavern will be packed again once it's released. After the last Batman book was released, I saw the female owner downstairs at Wanwen Bookstore beaming with joy."

"I'll take tomorrow off. I'm not in the mood to work tomorrow. I'll have a drink today and then take a break."

"By the way, Qing, why don't you go and contact Fang Qiu..."

"What, you really want to spank Fang Qiu? That's illegal."

"Illegal? What if you beat her until she feels good? Then it won't be illegal... Wait, what nonsense are you talking about? I think she might be a little mentally unstable. Is she under too much pressure? Is what she's writing getting more and more hurtful? Aqing, didn't you even ask her about that?"

"Uh……"

“Ah Qing, this won’t do. You need to pay more attention to the mental state of your authors. I had an author who developed mental problems after writing books at home for a long time. He would tell people all the time that he saw a monster with a butt drinking from a bottle on his way home after drinking.”

"A butt monster drinking? What is it using to drink that way?"

What do you think...?

"Wow, no wonder he's a writer; even his hallucinations stemming from psychological issues are so imaginative. So... what happened next?"

"Later, he befriended an old man who played chess by the roadside. Now he goes out every day to play chess with the old man, and the pressure is much less."

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Chapter 626 I thought that dying for love was just an ancient legend

"It's already dusk. I promised to come fishing with you, but I fell asleep. Fang Qiu, why didn't you wake me up?"

After helping Fang Qiu up, Hu Tao paused for a moment when she saw the afterglow of the setting sun reflected on the sea.

"You were sleeping so soundly, so I didn't disturb you."

Fang Qiu smiled and shifted her position slightly further inside.

My body feels a little numb.

She responded with a smile as she massaged and helped the area recover.

Seeing this, Hu Tao also started massaging her shoulders.

Is something that's too big really a burden?

Hu Tao looked at Fang Qiu's round and perky breasts hidden under her clothes and thought to herself.

From her angle, one can clearly see that alluring, snow-white cleavage.

"Fang Qiu, did you catch any fish?"

Sensing the fragrance emanating from Fang Qiu, Hu Tao resisted the urge to reach her hand down.

She also felt it was very strange.

She didn't feel this way about any other girl.

When she was with Fang Qiu, she always wanted to do something indecent to him.

"No."

Fang Qiu had no idea where Hu Tao was looking. She sighed and shook her head.

"Then it's my treat, let's go to Wanmintang."

Hu Tao let out a long breath, then said with a smile.

"Okay."

Fang Qiu smiled and said, "I want to eat grilled fish."

"Didn't ask"

"You can eat whatever you want."

Hu Tao patted his chest.

"Then I won't hold back and will eat my fill."

Fang Qiu touched her flat stomach.

I'm a little hungry.

"Fisherman, let's head back."

Walnut waved.

Once the ship weighed anchor and began its return voyage, the small boat pushed through the waves.

Hu Tao then got up and helped Fang Qiu up.

They made their way back to the port and docked.

Dusk was falling.

Fang Qiu had just disembarked when he saw the fisherman from the Air Force lingering in front of a fish stall. Finally, he gritted his teeth, stomped his foot, and bought the biggest fish in the stall.

A fish that can only be caught in the open ocean.

There's no coastline near Liyue; if you brag along the street, you'll be recognized immediately.

Seeing this, Fang Qiu sighed, "This guy's IQ is basically beyond fishing."

Although I didn't catch anything myself.

They chatted and laughed as they walked towards Wanmintang.

Meanwhile, the editors at Liyue Publishing House had also finished get off work. With red eyes, they made plans to have drinks together.

The tavern downstairs from Wanwen Collection knew they were editors from Liyue Publishing House, so they gave them a 20% discount on all their purchases.

We need to fill our stomachs first, otherwise drinking alcohol will harm our health.

As for the best place to fill one's stomach, it would naturally be Wanmintang.

Affordable, generous portions, and satisfying.

Once I started eating, I felt less sad.

The best way to get rid of sadness is not to face it, but to eat and drink heartily.

So the group headed towards Wanmin Hall.

port.

Seeing the two beautiful young female customers disembark, the female fisherman stretched and began to tidy up the boat.

Today was a really relaxing day.

The two guests chartered her boat and stayed with her for the entire day. Apart from the trip to sea and the return trip, she only baited the fish for them once.

I hope to encounter a customer like that tomorrow.

I'll sleep on the boat tonight.