She seed dissatisfied with the story he just told her?
The man’s soul-searching question left Sumr Shawcross stunned...
Though she really wanted to praise his storytelling against her conscience... her inner sense of honesty stopped her from speaking.
After all... the segnt he just told lacked any sense of imagery, and it stirred great discomfort within her.
So she could only tell the truth...
"Uh..." She nodded her head.
The man’s face darkened visibly.
Seeing this, Sumr Shawcross felt uneasy. To avoid upsetting him, she quickly tried to explain.
"Actually... it’s not that bad..." She laughed awkwardly, her survival instincts betraying her own conscience...
However, the man’s expression did not improve, and he instead asked her in a low voice with furrowed brows.
"Very bad?"
Uh... isn’t it bad?
Sumr remained silent, but could only maintain a smile as she continued to explain to him.
"Not really, what I an is... the story is a bit too simplified..."
"Simplification isn’t good?" Noah Drexler frowned, asking her sowhat displeased.
He was accustod to working with the most efficient and streamlined plans.
In the shortest ti, knowing the story’s process—isn’t that good?
Facing his questioning, Sumr Shawcross felt helpless, but had to brace herself to explain to him.
"So aspects are good to simplify, but for so things, more embellishnt is needed. Just like telling a story... Along with narrating the plot, you should use so descriptive words to help the listener visualize the story..."
After hearing her words, Noah Drexler’s expression improved slightly. He furrowed his brows, seemingly pondering sothing.
Seeing this, Sumr Shawcross finally breathed a sigh of relief. At that mont, she noticed a tiny point of light emitting a faint golden glow flying past her, eventually landing on the lawn ahead.
She paused, looking at the light spot with so delight...
The man behind her, after pondering with a lowered head for a while, suddenly spoke again.
"Once upon a ti..."
"It’s a firefly!" Sumr Shawcross exclaid in delight, rising from the swing and chasing after that light spot.
Noah Drexler’s voice halted, and his handso face froze.
Looking at the woman who was happily crouched down in the distance, watching sothing, his face was filled with displeasure!
As he searched through his mind for nurous words, intending to continue telling her the story, she was... lured away by a glowing bug?
Thinking about this, the man’s expression turned even darker...
...
Sumr Shawcross didn’t notice the man’s expression behind her. Instead, she was bent over, staring at the faint yet pretty glow resting in the grass, her face full of treasure-like joy, simply squatting and watching, without reaching out to touch it. Because fireflies are fragile.
Footsteps sounded in her ears, and Sumr Shawcross didn’t need to look up to know Noah Drexler was there.
"I thought... these bugs might be extinct already, didn’t expect... to still be able to see them." She said to Noah Drexler, looking delightedly at the firefly.
She hadn’t seen these beautiful bugs in years.
Because when she was seven or eight, Narsus City’s economy had already entered a period of rapid developnt, with skyscrapers and large malls springing up everywhere, disrupting a lot of natural resources.
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