Many years ago, the family in my memory was accompanied by not-so-pleasant memories. Ever since I was a child, my parents seemed to have been quarreling. Whether it was money, rice, oil, salt, or trivial matters in life, they could all become causes of quarrels.
fuse.
Children who don't know how to face this situation can only hide in the corner in fear, hiding their existence to avoid being affected. In this way, this child learned to be sensible very early and restrained his willfulness.
He runs around and doesn't cause any trouble to his mother, so he stays at home quietly and plays with his building blocks.
But this kind of peace is only temporary. The father works outside, and the mother becomes strict with the children. Academic performance becomes the criterion for judging everything. Every day, she not only has to complete the teacher's homework, but also writes various guidance books. Not only that, the mother often
Call the school teachers and ask them how their children are doing at school. If there is anything bad, they will question them sternly.
Looking at the mother's wide-open eyes, the child could only put down the remote control in fear and go back to the room to study. The days passed like this, and he could not go out to play at will because he was afraid that the child would go to the game room. Gradually, the child
I don’t have many friends in school, my personality has become introverted, and I rarely talk to other people.
But the mother was not satisfied with this, and she began to blame her child, why he didn't go out to make more friends, why he was like a dull gourd every day, and spoke like he was cutting out his tongue.
The child was silent and didn't know how to refute. Maybe he was indeed inferior to others. Seeing the cheerful and lively appearance of his friends around him, the child felt a little inferior.
Mothers have stricter requirements for academic performance. If at home, as long as they see their children not studying, they will scold me, "I work so hard every day, isn't it just for you, can't you be the same as someone else's family?"
Well, you can talk again and help your mother with work. Look, you are as stupid as a pig.
There seems to be no breathing space in life, and the extremely controlling mother fills every corner of life.
Until one day, the child borrowed a comic book from a classmate, and a door to fantasy was secretly opened. First, there were various comics such as "Doraemon", "Old Master", "Magic Weapon", "
"Dragon Ball", "Yu Yu Hakusho", "The Sky is Red Bank" and so on.
The comic books in the small bookstore next to the school were borrowed over and over again. After reading the comics, I quickly started reading them again. In this way, a broader fantasy world came to me, such as "Sou Shen Ji", "Legend of Stars and Moon", "Piaomiao Zhi"
"Journey", "Stranger", "Story of Grace" and so on.
Along with those fresh and fantastic vocabulary, you enter an incredible country, and as the protagonist goes through ups and downs, experiences thrilling adventures, and achieves great achievements. As a result, all kinds of pressure from the outside world are fully vented in the fantasy world, and it seems that life has also
She has become much cuter, and the shadow in her heart has also lightened a lot.
From then on, the child became obsessed with watching it, and so did the subsequent animations. It can be said that only with the support of these spiritual appetites can he endure all kinds of discomforts in life, and those beautiful things have finally kept him from leaving.
He took a crooked and extreme path and finally became a normal and kind person.
After graduating from high school, this child went away to go to college. It was at that moment that his life finally ushered in the blossoming of freedom.
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"Lacie, Lacey..." Rachel's voice rang in her ears, and then Lorraine Hill came back to her senses.
"Sorry, I just remembered something from a long time ago."
"Lacie, what did you remember?" Rachel was a little curious.
"Probably it's about escaping the oppression of her parents." A nostalgic smile appeared on the girl's face.
"Rachel, you can discuss with your family or your fiancé to go to Emenas to study for a few years before coming back to get married."
Emenas, the center of the continent, the academy at the top of the world, Ivar's permanent neutral ground, equal acceptance of all races, 9 extraordinary sequences, countless advanced routes, a legendary school that countless talented young people yearn for. It has been the legendary school since the Third Age.
A living legend, built after the 'War of Chaos'.
In the 210th year of the Third Age, the chaos disaster broke out all over the world, and shadows from other worlds invaded the world of Ivar. At that time, nearly 60% of the land in the Western Continent fell, and the remaining races had to put aside their prejudices and unite to fight.
The coalition forces defended the mountains near Emenas and engaged in a 20-year tug-of-war. During this period, countless heroes emerged in large numbers. After the victory of the war, strong men from various races and extraordinary sequences stayed behind in Emenas.
inheritance, and outstanding figures serve as sages.
The sages advocated the establishment of Emenas College. In addition to the central school building, four universities guard the four directions, which were also the four ancient battlefields. They use this as history to teach students, cultivate the next generation of extraordinary sequences for this world, and
Prepare for the next Chaos War.
And it is also the place where extraordinary combat power gathers most in the current world of Ivar. Basically all advanced routes can be found there. It is the world's most well-deserved academy.
"Emenas..." Rachel looked at the blue sky and murmured to herself.
"I really want to go, but I'm also a little afraid of not being admitted." After the emotional release, rationality began to return to Rachel's brain. The admission standards of Emenas are extremely high, and not just anyone can enroll.
Lorraine Hill put his hand on the back of Rachel's hand, "Even if you are scared, you still have to give it a try. At least you won't leave any regrets, right?"
"Thank you." Rachel seemed a little moved and blinked her moist eyes.
"Lacie, you are the first person to encourage and support me."
"Father and brother, they always said that I was whimsical and wanted me to get married without worrying about my own thoughts. Maybe they seemed to be doing this for my own good, but I just felt that I was not understood or believed."
The more Rachel spoke, the more her eyes blinked desperately, trying not to let the tears in them fall.
Lacey, also known as Lorraine Hill, stood up and gently stroked Rachel's back with her hands, comforting her without saying a word.
She would not say any words of sympathy, nor would she say that everyone was the same. Her own experience in her previous life made her understand that there was no such thing as empathy in the world, and she should never expect anyone to fully understand her pain.
Not everyone can tell the story of the sudden collapse and crying.
Therefore, when she sees someone crying around her, she will stay by her side quietly without saying a word until the other person slowly vents her emotions. She will only be a quiet listener instead of a strong comforter.