Ganyu walked along the road.
As she was half-human and half-adeptus, she didn't need to pay attention to the road conditions to walk perfectly steadily.
She gently opened the book's cover.
"Such delicate brushwork, such a peaceful atmosphere... it really is just as I imagined—a very gentle story."
Recalling the scene where she met Fang Qiu that day, Ganyu couldn't help but let out a soft laugh.
Although they looked very similar, the feeling Fang Qiu gave her was completely different from her Junior Sister, Shenhe.
Fang Qiu was very quiet and very frail, just like a Glaze Lily; she made one want to carefully protect her and hold her in the palm of their hand.
Staying by her side also gave one a sense of ease.
It was like being amidst a cluster of flowers—it made one feel safe, even sleepy.
It was just a pity that the books published by the Liyue Publishing House used a uniform font, so one couldn't see Fang Qiu's original handwriting.
But surely, the handwriting of the original manuscript must be extremely graceful and elegant, right?
After all, handwriting reflects the person.
The Liyue Publishing House should have Fang Qiu's original manuscript, shouldn't they?
"Better not. I shouldn't cause trouble for others."
Ganyu shook her head gently and continued reading as she walked.
...
Meanwhile.
"I didn't expect it, I really didn't expect it! So many people bought Fang Qiu's book today that I almost didn't manage to grab any. Before, when I went to buy Fang Qiu's books, nobody was buying them. The landlady would see me buying them in bulk and even give me a few extra for free. I never thought that today I'd nearly miss out."
Hu Tao walked down the street with a face full of satisfaction, sighing with emotion.
She and Xiangling were each holding several books in their arms, and Guoba was even balancing one on his head.
"We bought so many copies... the people queuing behind us looked like they wanted to eat us alive."
Xiangling patted her chest in lingering fear, then smiled and said, "But, it seems Miss Fang Qiu is finally going to get her wish."
"Yeah, yeah! As expected of the person I, Hu Tao, have my eye on. The book she wrote was actually chosen by the secretary of the Liyue Qixing. You have no idea how happy I was just now."
Hu Tao patted her slightly swelling chest, looking proud and excited, as if it were her own book that was selling like hotcakes.
"Time's just about up. I have to go back to work. See you later!"
After handing the books to Hu Tao, Xiangling waved to Guoba and said, "Guoba, quick, give the book to Hu Tao."
However, Guoba just ran around holding the book, completely ignoring Xiangling.
"Guoba! Bad!"
Just as Xiangling was preparing to catch Guoba, Hu Tao waved her hand and said, "It's fine, it's fine. You guys accompanied me to buy books, so I'll give this copy to you."
"Alright then. Come to Wanmin Restaurant another day, and I'll treat you to something to eat."
Xiangling thought for a moment, then nodded.
Although compared to reading novels, she preferred reading recipes.
However, she had bought every single one of Fang Qiu's books. This time, she had just spent all her money on ingredients, though she had intended to make up for it later.
"Then I want to eat plain noodles."
Hu Tao said immediately.
"Plain noodles?"
Xiangling paused in her tracks, turning back to say, "Speaking of which, why have you been ordering plain noodles all the time lately?"
"Because I want to eat them! Eat whatever you want to eat—isn't that what you said, Xiangling?"
Hu Tao smiled and said, "Alright, hurry back and get busy. I need to find a place to read."
"Mm. If you run into Fang Qiu later, tell her to come to Wanmin Restaurant too. We'll throw her a celebration banquet to celebrate her new bestseller."
Xiangling waved her hand and walked towards Chihu Rock with Guoba.
After saying goodbye to Xiangling and Guoba, Hu Tao found a quiet place to sit down.
Actually, it was just the stone bench at the entrance of the Wangsheng Funeral Parlor.
Since very few people visited the Wangsheng Funeral Parlor on a daily basis, it could indeed be counted as a quiet place.
The reason she chose this spot was firstly because it was quiet.
Secondly, it was because as soon as anyone from the Wangsheng Funeral Parlor came back, she could shove a book at them.
Hu Tao opened the book cover with a beaming smile.
"Huh? She changed her style? I actually quite liked the old style. Oh well, let's read it and see."
She had only read two pages when a steady, handsome, and tall figure came into view.
"Eh, Mr. Zhongli, you're back?"
Hu Tao jumped up.
"What is it? Are you trying to push your friend's new book again?"
Looking at Hu Tao blocking his path with a book in her hands, Zhongli sighed helplessly.
He found this child somewhat difficult to handle.
Her thinking was wild and unconstrained.
For the past two years, whenever a book release day came around, she would bring her friend's new work to recommend to him.
And her friend's books had extremely immature writing; for him, they couldn't even serve as reading material to pass the time.
He was a person who liked to see things through from beginning to end, and reading was no exception; usually, if he started a book, he would finish it.
But ever since he came into contact with the books written by Hu Tao's friend, this habit was frequently broken.
Every time, he would merely flip through two pages out of politeness, then place it on the bookshelf and never read it again.
"This time it's different."
Hu Tao stuffed a novel into Zhongli's hands and said, "This time, Fang Qiu's book is a big seller. Even Miss Ganyu from Yujing Terrace bought a copy."
"Oh?"
Zhongli raised his eyebrows slightly and cast his gaze toward the book cover in his hand.
Your Lie in April.
The name was somewhat interesting.
He hadn't expected that that child, Ganyu, would be interested in novels too.
"Very well, I shall accept the book."
Zhongli nodded, then lifted his foot and walked into the Wangsheng Funeral Parlor.
"That guy Zhongli... he clearly looks only seven or eight years older than me, so why does he act like an old man? He has no vitality at all—premature aging. I have to tell Fang Qiu to pay attention; she absolutely must not become like Zhongli."
Hu Tao sighed and turned her attention back to the book.
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