I write novels in Liyue

When she saw the letter written by Zao Meizi to Su Hai Rentai and the others, and saw Su Hai Rentai and the others shouting "Mema, I found you" to the morning sun whose body was already blurred in the morning sun, seeing Zao Meizi Tears streamed down my face, and I looked at my friends with reluctance, and said "I have been found", and when I saw Fang Qiu writing a small poem on the side of the book, tears streamed down my face instantly.

She... really disappeared...

"Meeting is only in a small moment, that is the crossroads on the way home... Ah, the gorgeous fireworks bloom in the night sky, illuminating the dots of sadness... Ah, the wind and time pass by together, we are So much fun, so much joy, so many adventures together..."

Tears kept dripping on the pages of the book, and no matter how she wiped them off, the tears couldn't stop.

Sorrow flooded her like a flood.

Between buds...

Such a good girl, why did she die like this...

Even after going through so much, she didn't feel any resentment towards her former companion...

Because he couldn't let them go, he came back on purpose to let them get back together.

As Fang Qiu wrote in the book.

If Meima grows up like this, she will definitely become Renta's bride.

If so, how wonderful it would be...

Thinking of this, Yuanxiao Palace in Nagano was even more sad.

How did Miss Fang Qiu let such a good girl die so cruelly...

This is too cruel...

"Ah, what's wrong with you? Why are you crying like this? Come on, wipe your tears with this."

A kind voice sounded.

At the same time, someone handed a white handkerchief to her.

"Thank you."

Nagano Yuanxiao Palace was crying while taking the handkerchief. After crying for a while and wiping away her tears, she looked up at the person who came.

The person who came was a white-haired old woman, her waist was slightly bent, and she was looking at her with a smile.

"Did something sad happen? Tell the old lady about it."

The old woman said with a smile.

"It's okay, I just read a very touching book."

Nagano Yuanxiao Palace said with a smile.

Just this smile, tears flowed down her clean cheeks again.

She quickly wiped away her tears, stood up and helped the old woman sit down, and said, "Old woman, what do you want?"

"No big deal, I just want to ask your family to make fireworks. This is the recipe for fireworks."

The old woman smiled, and while speaking, she took out a piece of paper with written words from her pocket.

"So that's it, wrap it on me, and I'll pour you tea."

Nagano Yuanxiao Palace said with a smile.

"Don't worry, let's rest for a while, you see you are crying again."

The old woman said with a smile.

"It's okay, it'll be fine in a while."

Nagano Yuanxiao Palace wiped away tears and said with a smile.

After all, she took a long breath, patted her fair cheek, and ran all the way into the house.

"Father, where did you put the tea?"

"what?"

"Where is the tea?"

"The teapot is on the table!"

"No, I mean tea!"

"cup?"

"It's okay, I found it, Dad, you can be busy."

After a while, Nagano Yuanxiao Palace came out with a pot of tea and poured a cup for the old woman.

Nagano Yuanxiao Palace also put away the letters and books and sat beside the old lady.

"Grandma, when did you order these fireworks?"

Nagano Yuanxiao Palace glanced at some old notes and asked.

The old woman smiled, looked at the sky, recalled, and said:

"It's been 50 years."

"Can you tell me your story?"

Nagano Yuanxiao Palace asked.

She not only wants to restore the shape of the fireworks, but also wants to integrate the stories of their meeting, acquaintance, love and staying together, their moods and wishes at that time into the fireworks.

The festival reappears.

"Okay."

The old lady nodded and said with a smile: "It was a night more than 50 years ago. At that time, I was just kicked out by my family, living in no fixed place, and wandering. At this moment, he appeared in front of me. Clothes angry horse, youthful flair..."

The old man was reminiscing about the past, and Nagano Yuanxiao Palace sat aside and listened quietly, feeling the silent changes of time in the old man's mouth.

Fireworks are perishable, but human feelings last forever.

The old man didn't speak for a long time, and soon, she left.

After seeing off the old man, the head of Yuanxiao Palace in Nagano let out a sigh of relief, and was ready to devote himself to making fireworks immediately.

At this moment, she suddenly remembered that the book in her hand was a hardcover edition.

In other words, this issue has Ms. Fang Qiu's testimonials.

After saving the recipe note, she immediately sat back on the bench and turned to the last page of "Unheard Flower Name".

"Sure enough, I have something to say."

Nagano Yuanxiao Palace murmured.

For a moment, her nose felt a little sore again.

Between buds...

She bit her lower lip and looked down.

[Thank you for your love, I am Fang Qiu, the author of this book...]

Seeing what Fang Qiu said in his testimonial, Nagano Yuanxiao Palace couldn't help being a little interested in the Hall of Rebirth that Fang Qiu mentioned.

"No wonder the promotional slogan said that this is a story about healing and redemption. It turns out that Miss Fang Qiu has such good intentions, she is really a gentle person."

Nagano Yuanxiao Palace nodded thoughtfully.

However, when she saw the last paragraph, she was stunned.

"Thoma asked her to write this type? Is this type... a type worthy of abuse?"

When she saw this sentence and was thinking about Fang Qiu's intentions, a burst of noise came from the direction of Yae Hall.

Among the angry noise, Nagano Yuanxiao Palace could only hear two words clearly.

"Thoma!"

……

At this time, the wooden tea room was eerily quiet.

Deathly quiet.

Ying, Paimon, and Kamisato Ayaka all stared at Thomas with red eyes, obviously crying a lot.

As for Thomas, his spine felt chills from being stared at by them, and he swallowed, not daring to move.

Outside the window, there is wind blowing.

The candles in the room swayed gently, and the lights flickered on and off.

The pages of "Unheard Flower Name" in their hands were also fluttering up and down with the wind.

On the pages of the book are Fang Qiu's eloquent testimonials, and in the last paragraph, Fang Qiu is thanking Thomas for writing a letter for letting her write this type of story.

The wind picked up slightly, and it blew the page of testimonials forward two pages.

On the page, it is the content of Meizi saying goodbye to Su Hairenta and others under the tree in the morning.

"Yajian, I still want to be with you, and I want to play with you, so I want to reincarnate, so I can be with you, so Jinta cried, and we said goodbye, so..."

"One or two!"

"Yajian, I found you!"

"It was found..."

Sad to suffocating...

There was a long silence, and Thomas couldn't stand the silent silence any longer.

"That... this is a misunderstanding... Traveler, Paimon, miss, you have to believe me, although I did ask him to write ghost stories, but I didn't know she was writing this kind of ghost story."

Thomas swallowed, forced a smile and said.

He was a little dumbfounded.

I obviously want Miss Fang Qiu to write ghost stories, Miss Fang Qiu...

Although it is written about ghosts...and it's pretty good-looking, but it's completely different from what he's talking about...

This……

For a moment, he didn't know what to say.