I write novels in Liyue

After finishing speaking, the proprietress of the tavern smiled at Zhongli, then turned and left.

Watching Zhongli pour a glass of wine and drink it silently, the proprietress of the tavern felt a little strange.

According to what Mr. Zhongli said just now, he has already finished reading Fang Qiu's book.

Logically speaking, Mr. Zhongli should have been reading during this time.

Isn't Fang Qiu's book a happy ending?

How could he come for a drink?

Strange.

Just when she was feeling strange, a woman in her 20s with a copy of "Weathering Son" sat across from Zhongli.

She also knew this woman, she was Yue Haiting's secretary.

However, she didn't seem to be wearing Yuehaiting's clothes when she came here today, so she must be on vacation today.

"What would you like to drink?"

The proprietress of the tavern stepped forward and asked.

"Osmanthus bar."

The woman said in a low voice with red eyes.

As she spoke, tears rolled down her red eyes again.

"What's the matter with you? Are you okay?"

The tavern proprietress said worriedly.

Even Zhong Li put down his wine glass and cast his eyes on her.

"It's okay, I'm just not in a good mood."

The woman shook her head and said.

"Then wait a moment."

The proprietress of the tavern looked at the "Weathering With You" in the woman's hand, and she was even more puzzled.

This "Weathering With You"...is it really a happy ending?

Whether Mr. Zhongli or the secretary of Yuehai Pavilion, they all came to drink after reading it.

It can't be because I haven't finished watching it yet, and I feel that Fang Qiu is good at swordsmanship, so drink the wine first and then read it, right?

However, doubts are doubts.

Since the other party didn't want to say anything, it was hard for her to ask.

Back at the counter, he brought a pot of sweet-scented osmanthus wine for the woman.

"Thank you."

After the woman thanked her, she poured herself a glass and began to drink silently.

While drinking, weeping.

The woman's capacity for alcohol was very poor, and a glass of alcohol fell into her throat, and a blush appeared on her fair face.

However, she didn't stop, but immediately drank another cup, four cups entered her throat, and the woman was very drunk.

But she still didn't stop.

After drinking two more cups, she fell down on the table with a bang, and with the unstoppable tears falling down, her mouth was blurred and kept raving.

"I miss you so much...why do you like... sweet-scented osmanthus wine, so bitter..."

Are you missing your lover?

Looking at the woman lying on the other side of the table, Zhongli picked up his wine glass and took a sip.

This sweet-scented osmanthus wine is indeed a bit bitter.

"Why...you don't listen to...my words, you want to join...the Qianyan Army..."

The woman cried: "If you don't join... the Qianyan Army, you won't die... Maybe we... all get married..."

Qianyan Army?

Zhongli stopped drinking.

The woman's lost lover was Qian Yanjun...

Is it because Guardian Liyue died in battle?

"What protects Liyue, what is so strong that thousands of rocks do not move...I don't understand...why you don't understand, it is clearly in my heart...Compared to Liyue, you are more important..."

The woman's voice was full of sadness.

Hearing this, Zhongli's hand holding the cup trembled slightly.

He cast his gaze out the window.

Outside the window, the wind and snow are rustling, and pedestrians are hurrying on the road.

Several novel lovers who had just finished reading "Weathering With You" laughed and discussed the plot in the book.

Behind them, there is a woman in her early twenties with a good face and a cute girl with a ponytail.

"Sister Han Shuang, the snow is getting heavier and heavier, why don't we watch "Splitting the Mountain to Save Our Mother" tomorrow?"

"Alright, let's find a place to eat something to warm up first, shall we? It's not good to be infected with the wind and cold. I'll treat you."

They also walked far away all the way, and disappeared in the wind and snow.

Zhong Li picked up the wine glass and drank it down in one gulp.

For mortals, they can choose to leave the world behind for the sake of their loved ones.

Morishima Hodaka wants his loved ones to live, and would rather Inazuma Castle be flooded.

The woman sitting opposite is just like Hodaka Morishima, she just wants the one she loves to live.

None of them are wrong.

However, he is different.

He is the god of Liyue.

Whether it's sealing Ruotuo Dragon King, or...

It's all his choice...

He chose the people of Liyue...

A gust of cold wind blew in from the window, and the woman sitting opposite him shivered and shrank her body.

Zhong Li put down his wine glass, and an invisible force instantly enveloped the woman, isolating the coldness.

The trembling body of the woman also gradually calmed down.

Just as Zhongli poured another glass of wine and continued to drink, the woman babbled again in her sleep.

"Although I can't...go into battle like you...kill the enemy...but I also use my own way...to protect your beloved Liyue...I am now Yuehaiting's secretary..."

After speaking...then fell into a deep sleep.

Looking at her sad sleeping face, Zhongli poured a glass of wine out of the window with a new glass, then picked up his own glass and drank it down in one gulp.

Looking at Zhongli and the drunk woman, the proprietress of the tavern understood why Mr. Zhongli came to drink.

Perhaps, Mr. Zhongli also has a past.

A memory of giving up something important in order to protect something important.

The proprietress of the tavern picked up Fang Qiu's "Children of the Weather" on the counter and turned to the last page.

On the left paper, the hero Morishima Hodaka and the heroine Amano Hina happily embrace each other on the long embankment.

On the right side of the paper, it says "The world and you, I choose you."

This has the same meaning as the drunk Yue Haiting's secretary said, "You are more important than the world"...

They should have resonated after watching "Weathering With You".

She sighed, put the "Children of the Weather" in her hand on the counter, then took out a blanket, walked behind the secretary of Yue Haiting, and covered her with the blanket.

"Mr. Zhongli, it's cold, please drink less."

said the tavern proprietress.

"thanks for reminding."

Zhongli nodded.

The proprietress of the tavern didn't say much, so she withdrew.

She walked all the way to the door.

Outside the door, the wind and snow are still there.

The snow seems to be falling more and more...

"Fang Qiu, Fang Qiu, you really are... people love and hate at the same time."

The proprietress of the tavern looked at the direction Fang Qiu left before and murmured.

Speaking of...

She almost forgot that Fang Qiu ignored her just now...

It should be because the snow is too heavy, hurry up...

The vast expanse of snow rustled down the ground, and from time to time there was a strong wind that carried the heavy snow and floated into the distance.

At this time, Fang Qiu was nestling in front of the fireplace, holding Tingyu in his arms, and flipping through the books in the book.

This book is "Dedicate a Heart to Lord Kujosara" written by the author of Inazuma.

It is written about a soldier who followed the nine saras to fight everywhere.

The work is very real, as if the author is really a soldier of the heavenly leader.

Although the sense of reality is strong, the story is not enough.