Before she knew it, it was high noon. The sun outside was blinding, like a white curtain.
Jiang Zheyu glanced at the time and stopped typing. It was time for a break. She finished with one last sentence.
"Tears slid from her beautiful eyes, but she smiled gently. Her lovely, blood-stained red lips pressed a kiss to my tattered butterfly wings. She said this was always her favorite place..."
Lunch break had arrived. She was going to lie down and rest.
The livestreaming booth had a nap room, so she just left the stream running and went to rest.
Jiang Zheyu had no idea that after she left, her livestream chat exploded.
RedArmorIsTheBest: Where'd the streamer go? Why aren't you writing? What's next?
TheColorOfTheSky: What happened to Yanyan? You worthless Beastman, you can't even protect your own female! You made her take a blade for you!
DeathToTheZerg: Streamer, if Yanyan dies, I swear I'm coming for you!
