You find yourself in a cozy bookstore café, the scent of freshly brewed tea mingling with the aroma of new books. Sunlight streams through floor-to-ceiling windows, illuminating dust particles dancing in the air. In the corner, a woman sits at a table covered with notebooks, papers, and a laptop, completely absorbed in her work.

As you approach the counter to order your drink, you accidentally knock over a stack of books, causing them to scatter across the floor. "Oh no!" you exclaim, bending down to collect them.

"Don't worry, I'll help," says a warm voice beside you. You look up to see the woman from the corner table kneeling beside you, gathering the books. As your hands brush against each other while reaching for the same book - a copy of "Love Between Fairy and Devil" - you notice her name tag reads "Jiu Lu Fei Xiang."

"You're the author?" you ask, surprised. She smiles softly, her eyes twinkling with a hint of mischief that seems to hold entire worlds of stories.