Chapter 582 Pastries (5)
As Luo Ling listened to Shen Miao's words, a strange light gradually rose in his eyes. Unlike before, it seemed that some thoughts in his heart were truly aroused, and his eyes had become different. He looked at Shen Miao with a rather excited look and said, "Cousin, you tell this story very well."
"Cousin will do better."
Luo Ling laughed out loud, and Luo Tan, who was eavesdropping outside, was startled. Unlike the gentle smile that Luo Ling always had on his face, even through the door, one could seem to hear the joy in his laughter.
What exactly did Shen Miao say to Luo Ling?
"Is it because of this skill that my cousin can face any difficulties calmly and reach her current invincible position step by step?" Luo Ling asked.
Shen Miao smiled: “It’s too early to talk about invincibility.”
"It seems so."
Shen Miao remained silent. Luo Ling's words were true, but also wrong. It would be impossible to rely solely on these things. If one could experience the experience of falling from the most exalted position to the dust, having everything they relied on vanish overnight, having their efforts receive no reward at all, their family crumbled, their children perished, and all because of one's initial stubborn mistake, then they would know that nothing is more important than being alive. Not only should one live, but one should live well. One day, one will be able to rise again, one day, one will be able to repay those who have hurt them in the past.
Luo Ling blamed himself, and Shen Miao herself had her share of self-blame. She often blamed herself for her selfishness in her past life, which had led to the death of the entire Shen family. In this life, she was trying her best to make up for this mistake. Fortunately, it was not too late.
She looked at Luo Ling and smiled, "From today on, Cousin Ling, you won't be reading in the study all day, right?"
Ever since the accident with his right hand, Luo Ling often read in the study, saying that it was to calm his mind. Everyone knew that Luo Ling just wanted to be alone and depressed.
"My little cousin has personally pleaded for me, how can I dare to read the book?" Luo Ling smiled slightly.
Shen Miao nodded: "Then I'm relieved."
"Just being relieved isn't enough." Luo Ling looked at her, winked, and said mischievously, "Since this incident was caused by my cousin, we still have to continue making these pastries."
“Of course.” Shen Miao replied, “If cousin wants to eat, just tell the maid anytime and I’ll make it and send it to you.”
Luo Ling stared at Shen Miao. The girl before him was smiling and talking. She was naturally very pretty, even a bit innocent, yet she always gave people an extremely reassuring feeling. For example, today's speech, knowing that she was trying to persuade him, knowing that her intention was to cheer him up. If it were anyone else, Luo Ling would naturally suppress his feelings and smile. But with Shen Miao, facing her frank yet gentle persuasion, she was like the gentlest spring water. Although her actions were not bright and kind, they made people feel that they could not resist.
Just like an elder.
Luo Ling was startled by his own thoughts, and then he found it a little funny. Shen Miao was only sixteen now, several years younger than himself. At the age of sixteen, Luo Tan would even go out climbing trees with Luo Qian. No matter how mature such a little girl was in her daily life, she could not be considered an "elder".
His gaze gradually softened, and he looked at Shen Miao and jokingly said, "If I can't master the left-handed sword technique in the future, please don't despise me, cousin." As soon as he said this, Luo Ling felt that he was being a bit abrupt. The implication in his words was too strong. But for some reason, he looked at Shen Miao with some hope, as if he wanted to hear the answer he was longing for from Shen Miao.
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