581 Pastry (4)

Wanyu and Luo Ling would never mention the pain they had suffered. Instead, they would smile at the person who cared about them.

Shen Miao said, “Is it so difficult to admit that you are angry, sad, and frustrated?”

Luo Ling was stunned.

“Cousin Ling, you don’t seem to plan to blame anyone, right?” Shen Miao said, “Not blaming anyone means you are blaming yourself, right?”

Luo Ling stared at Shen Miao for a while and suddenly smiled sadly. “Cousin, do you have to be so straightforward?”

Shen Miao said, “If you keep everything to yourself, I will blame myself and live in guilt for the rest of my life because you suffered this injury for me.”

Luo Ling was stunned. “Cousin…”

“Cousin Ling, do you think everyone will be happy and forget about what happened just because you pretend that nothing happened? No! if you’re unhappy deep down, everyone will be unhappy too.” Shen Miao’s voice was very gentle, but her words were very sharp. She said, “We only have a few decades to live. It’s true that making compromises is a way to live, but sometimes, it’s not necessarily bad to just be yourself. Why do you have to suffer for others? If you’re unhappy, you can say it. You can be angry, hate, or complain. It’s not a big deal.”

This was probably the first time Luo Ling had heard such a thing. He sized up Shen Miao as if it was the first time he had seen her. Luo Ling felt that this little cousin of his had a clear line between love and hate. She was young but had an incredible bearing. She looked gentle but was stubborn. What Shen Miao said made Luo Ling change his opinion about her. In Shen Miao’s heart, she had a cynical take on the social norms.

It was as if she had no regard for the so-called good and bad, justice and virtue.

“Who should I hate? Who should I blame? Who should I be angry at?” Luo Ling asked.

“You can blame me because you fell into someone else’s trap because of me. You can hate the mastermind because those people caused you to be injured. You can even be angry that no one in the capital can treat your injuries. They’re all quacks. The only person you shouldn’t blame is yourself.” Shen Miao said, “Good people blame themselves, and bad people blame others, but bad people have a much easier life than good people. So if you can make yourself happier by blaming others, why not?”

Luo Ling smiled and said, “Little cousin, are you comforting me?”

“That’s right.” Shen Miao said, “I said so much because I want you to stop burying everything in your heart.”

Luo Ling sighed. “That’s right. After the injury, I’m indeed unhappy. However, Aunt and Uncle are already blaming themselves, so I can’t bring myself to make things harder for them. Tan is already worried about me all day long. I only blame myself for not practicing martial arts hard enough and letting the enemy get the upper hand of me. I blame myself for not being smart enough and being easily taken advantage of.”

“What about you now?” Shen Miao asked.

Luo Ling said with a smile, “Maybe you’re right. I’m not the one who should hate and be angry.”

“Being angry is not something you should forever be doing,” Shen Miao said. “Since you can’t use your right hand, why don’t you try your left hand?”

Luo Ling was stunned.

“I heard that there was a general in the previous dynasty who was brave and good at fighting. Later, he lost his right hand on the battlefield. The world thought that he would be dispirited, but he started to use his left hand. Later, he created a unique ‘left-handed sword technique’.” Shen Miao smiled. “Cousin Ling, what do you think?”

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