I write novels in Liyue

Fang Qiu sighed, took out all the things in the big and small bags and put them away.

Fang Qiu put Tingyu's things where she could get them.

Although Tingyu is very cold, but also very smart, he will open whatever he wants.

It's fine as long as you don't lock yourself up.

After doing this, Fang Qiu lay down on the bouncing bomb, staring at the ceiling feebly.

Tired from the day and somewhat burned out.

so tired.

She tilted her head and looked out the window.

or……

When it gets late, let's go to the bathhouse to take a bath.

……

As time goes by, Wanwen Jishe.

The line of people gradually decreased.

Ji Fang was resting on a recliner, tired all day, finally able to rest.

She instinctively wanted to pick up Fang Qiu's "Your Name" and read it, but when she thought of how she cried after watching "Sword" before, her hands stopped in the air.

Some hesitant.

Reason was telling her that there was an abyss ahead, and she couldn't look any further.

But Fang Qiu's book seems to have a strange magic power, tempting her to open it.

She was very curious about what kind of story "Your Name" was about.

Just when Ji Fang was hesitating, she suddenly saw the proprietress of the tavern downstairs coming up from downstairs.

"here we go again."

Ji Fang couldn't help but want to laugh.

Speaking of which, Fang Qiu's book really made a lot of money for the nearby pubs.

After all, after watching "Sword of Immortal Sword" that day, she couldn't resist going to the tavern downstairs to have a drink or two.

So, she lowered her head and struggled again.

Do you want to watch "Your Name"?

And the proprietress of the tavern didn't notice Ji Fang's gaze, she was carefully looking at the novel lovers who were reading "Your Name".

As for why you have to go to Wanwen Jishe to observe, not to observe in your own tavern.

the reason is simple.

Because the reading area in the tavern is separated and very quiet, it will disturb the guests to observe.

Wanwen Jishe is not the case, the open-air tea table, the environment is not so quiet, and her observation will not affect those who read.

As she observed carefully.

"Damn it! Old thief Fang Qiu, you actually wrote Sanye to death again! Damn it, I have nothing to do with you! I will never read your book again!"

A young man was so angry that he jumped up against the case and threw "Your Name" in his hand into the trash can.

Seeing this scene, the proprietress of the tavern couldn't help but a faint smile appeared on her mouth.

It seems that the business tonight will not be too bad.

However, just as she smiled, she heard the voices of a couple of lovers at another table.

"We met! Taki and Mitsuha finally met! Wow, it's not easy, Fang Qiu's writing is so good, I'm almost in tears, Fang Qiu, you can still do it if you want Well."

"I'm already crying, woo, it's really touching. I saw the part where Sanye died earlier, and I thought I was going to torture my heart again. It's really touching."

Hearing their voices, the tavern proprietress's upturned mouth froze.

Ji Fang thought for a while, and opened "Your Name" in her hand.

The young man who was going to turn around and leave with a flick of his sleeves also froze, walked to the service desk silently, and said, "Hello, please give me a copy of "Your Name"."

"Uh, good."

The waiter brought him a copy.

After the young man paid Mo La, he sat back on the tea table silently.

However, just as he sat back at the tea table, he heard the couple's voices again.

"How did this happen? Why does Taki suddenly not remember Mitsuha's name, and the memory of Mitsuha is actually disappearing? Even if Taki saves Mitsuha, will they forget each other?"

The woman said with a sob.

"Taki's cry is really contagious."

The man's voice was also a little choked up.

Hearing what they said, the young man paused when he sat down. Looking at the brand new "Your Name" in his hand, he fell into deep thought.

Ji Fang's action of turning the page was also a pause.

Only the proprietress of the tavern looked at the sobbing woman in the man's arms, and the corners of her froze mouth couldn't hold back.

Sure enough, Fang Qiu was trustworthy.

Chapter 150

At this time, many readers also read this position one after another, and for a while, the entire Wanwen Collection House became lively.

"What is that old thief Fang Qiu going to do?"

"It's too uncomfortable. They finally meet each other, but they have to forget each other."

"It's too uncomfortable. I like it, but I can't even keep the memory."

"Oh, this reminds me of a pen pal of mine back then. We read books together and exchanged ideas together. Even if we only communicated by letter, we relied on each other's soul. It was only one day that we suddenly lost contact. During that time, I was crazy. I wrote to her as usual, but I didn't get a reply. I also went to find her, but I didn't find it... Well, I hope she is doing well."

"I have a childhood sweetheart who is also like this. He went to Mond because of work. At the beginning, we often contacted each other by letter, but later, we gradually lost contact, and finally cut off contact completely. Later, we learned about him. At that time, he was already married in Monde... I would have lost face if I knew it earlier, so I just confessed to him."

"Although our situation seems to be different, we can be regarded as sympathetic to each other. Would you like to go downstairs for a drink together later?"

"Okay."

Some people shouted and scolded, some people were hurt.

And there were quite a few people present who didn't buy Fang Qiushu because they didn't want to be abused.

Some people even showed unexplained smiles.

Especially the proprietress of the tavern smiled sweetly.

……

The night gradually blurred.

A cool breeze swept into the window, and the candles on the table flickered gently.

However, Yan Fei didn't pay attention to the flickering candlelight on the table at this time.

She was staring at the book in her hand, and the plot she was watching,

It was the plot where Tachibana Taki picked up the pen and wanted to write Mitsuha Miyamizu's name, but halfway through the writing, the name disappeared in his heart.

The powerful brushwork makes Yan Fei feel an illusion, as if she is in the scene depicted in the book.

She could see the transition of day and night, the sky full of stars, only the horizon, and a faint cloud that was dyed reddish.

Tachibana Taki stood on the mountain, crying over and over again trying to recall Mitsuha Miyamizu, while shouting at the starry sky.

"Why did I come here? I came to see her, I came to save her, I want her to live, I came to save her."

"Important people, people you don't want to forget, people you must never forget."

"Who? Who? Who? What's your name?"

Watching Yan Fei's nose sour, his heart couldn't help but tighten for them.

She wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and couldn't wait to continue looking down.

Mitsuha Miyamizu fell and rolled several times on the ground.

Because the memory in my mind has been blurred, and because I want to see Tachibana Taki's name, I encourage myself to get up and continue running forward, but what I see is "I like you" written by Tachibana Taki.

When she saw this passage, tears instantly blurred her eyes, Yan Fei blinked subconsciously, and tears welled up in her eyes.

"This is too well written."

Yan Fei wiped away her tears and continued to look down.

Mitsuha Miyamizu saves the town.

But they all forgot about each other, Tachibana Taki returned to Inazuma, and returned to ordinary daily life.

Time flies, that is, several years.

The rhythm of the book is very slow, and the writing is very leisurely. Taki Tachibana went to a teahouse with his friends to have tea and snacks.

There is no half-depressed and sad description, even the weather is sunny and the breeze is caressing.

But with the previous story, this sunny plot looks so sad.

So unsettling...

Yanfei continued to look back, and when Tachibana Taki and Miyamizu Mitsuha finally met and asked "What is your name?" through tears, Yanfei's tears fell again.

"Although I don't remember each other anymore, I can recognize each other at a glance when I meet."

Yan Fei wiped the tears on her cheeks, exhaled lightly, and cast her eyes out of the window.

The night outside the window was just right, with a gentle breeze.

After a long time, Yan Fei let out a soft breath.

"This author named Fang Qiu's writing is really great. The plot is full of ups and downs, exciting, especially the encounter with the theme of the last part, which is simply a stroke of magic."