582 Pastry (5)
When Luo Ling heard Shen Miaoâs words, a strange light gradually appeared in his eyes. He looked at Shen Miao with an excited gaze and said, âCousin, this story you told is really good.â
âI believe you can repeat the story.â
Luo Ling laughed out loud. Luo Tan, who was eavesdropping outside, was shocked. Even through the door, one could hear the joy in his laughter.
What did Shen Miao say to Luo Ling?
âIs this how you can face any difficulties calmly and walk step by step to your current invincible position?â Luo Ling asked.
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Shen Miao smiled. âItâs too early to say that Iâm invincible.â
âLooks like it.â
Shen Miao neither confirmed nor denied it. Luo Ling was right, but not completely. If a person could experience what it meant to fall from the most noble position to the bottom of the abyss, to have everything they loved taken, and to have their loved ones killed, all because of a stubborn mistake in the beginning, they would know that nothing was more important than living. Not only did they have to live, but they also had to live well so that one day, they would be able to make a comeback, and one day, they could make their enemy have a taste of their own medicine.
Shen Miao blamed herself too, just like Luo Ling. She often blamed herself for forcing the entire first branch of the Shen family to their demise because of her selfishness. In this life, she was trying her best to make up for this mistake. Fortunately, there was still time.
She looked at Luo Ling and smiled. âCousin Ling, from today onwards, you wonât be reading in the study all day, right?â
Ever since Luo Lingâs right hand was injured, Luo Ling had locked himself up in the study, reading all day long. Everyone knew that Luo Ling wanted to be alone because he was depressed.
âI will not let you down.â Luo Ling smiled.
Shen Miao nodded. âThen Iâm relieved.â
âThatâs it?â Luo Ling looked at her and blinked mischievously. âSince you are also the cause of my injury, you have to continue making these pastries for me as a compensation.â
âOf course,â Shen Miao replied. âCousin, if you want to eat, tell me at any time. Iâll make it and send it over.â
Luo Ling stared at Shen Miao. The girl in front of him was smiling sweetly. She had a delicate and pretty face that could even be considered a little pure and childish. However, every time she spoke, she could make people feel at peace. If it were anyone else here to persuade him today, Luo Ling would be able to hold his ground. However, in front of Shen Miao, he felt like he was facing a respected elder.
Luo Ling was shocked by his thoughts. Then, he found it a little funny. Shen Miao was only 16 years old now, a few years younger than him. No matter how mature Shen Miao was, she couldnât possibly be an elder.
His gaze gradually softened. He looked at Shen Miao and teased, âIf I canât master the left-handed sword technique in the future, Cousin, donât turn me down because of that.â As soon as he said that, Luo Ling felt that he was being a little rude. However, for some reason, he looked at Shen Miao hopefully, as if he wanted to hear the answer he was looking forward to from her.