Everyone assumed this was Linghu Lan's humble remark, but only Linghu Lan knew that he was the original author! She was just a reader disguised as an author!
Ming Hong calmly watched Linghu Lan from below the stage, his eyes filled with delight.
Linghu Lan once asked him why he didn't rewrite a book under his own pen name.
Ming Hong thought for a moment and replied, "If the people of the Ghost Palace know that their Ghost King also writes novels, where will my prestige be? Most importantly, I won't know whether this book is good or not, since my books sell quite well in the Ghost Realm."
Linghu Lan: "..."
Time flies, and years slip by.
Linghu Lan saw Luo Ran'er again on the street.
Luo Ran'er was being helped along the tactile paving. Her pretty face and empty eyes made her look like a soulless Barbie doll.
As if sensing someone watching her, Luo Ran'er turned her head to look in Linghu Lan's direction, her empty eyes meeting Linghu Lan's gaze in the air.
A tremor ran through Luo Ran'er's heart. "Mom, who is that person standing over there?"
“Oh! A couple,” her mother said softly after glancing at them.
Luo Ran'er's expression changed drastically. "What are they doing?"
"Nothing happened?" Her mother glanced at Linghu Lan and Mo Tang, who had already turned their heads away. She could clearly see that the two were very affectionate, but how could she tell her daughter such a thing? Her daughter had only been out of the mental hospital for a short time. If she were to be stimulated again and go back in, she was afraid that her heart could not take it.
"What on earth are you doing?" Luo Ran'er screamed.
Although she could not see, her heart was not blind. She intuitively felt that the person was Wenmo. She was afraid that the person appearing next to Wenmo was Chunyu Xunfeng. If it really was Chunyu Xunfeng, she was afraid that she would go crazy.
Some people appear in your life only once, but become your lifelong obsession, and no matter how time washes away their memories, they never waver.
Her mother said helplessly, "They're arguing. They're just an ordinary couple. The guy is ugly, and the girl is unattractive. They're not even a tenth as pretty as you. You don't even know them, so why are you making such a fuss?"
Linghu Lan, now a spirit master, had sharp ears and eyes, and heard these words verbatim.
What a good mother, she spares no effort for her daughter.
However, having such a daughter, it's inevitable that life will be full of hardships.
Ming Hong silently memorized their faces, then snorted coldly, "We'll settle the score when we're ghosts." "Let's go!"
“Okay!” Linghu Lan naturally took Ming Hong’s hand.
Ming Hong squeezed her hand tightly. "What do you want to eat? I'll have them make it for you."
"I can't eat anymore, or I'll get so fat."
"Don't mention death."
"..."
Linghu Lan and Ming Hong left, chatting and laughing.
Luo Ran'er smiled, relieved.
After being taken back to the mental hospital, she remained silent for a long time.
One is that she is blind, which has caused her immense physical and mental distress.
Another reason is that because of her blindness, her family and the mental hospital were constantly arguing and wasting time and energy, leaving her physically and mentally exhausted.
While in the hospital, she hoped every day that someone would donate her cornea. However, this time she was not so lucky. There were so many people waiting for corneas every day, and it seemed like it would be a long time before her turn came.
She finally understood just how lucky she had been before, and how Wenmo had taken away all her good fortune.
From the moment she wanted to kill Wenmo, her life was already filled with misfortune.
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