Chapter Twenty-Nine: Mom, I'm Almost Home
The heart-to-heart dialogue with my mother is like a magical power that travels through time and space. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info
All of a sudden, the small and humble Anella in the cruel reality was brought back to a wonderful and comfortable familiar memory.
Originally, those who were like behemoths, unattainable high-rise buildings, tens of millions of luxury cars, astronomical wealth, powerful, and majestic people...... gradually hazy and distant, like the hazy and distant moon; In its place is the tallness and clarity of the "mama".
And before that, in the face of the infinite temptations and stimuli of the outside world, he couldn't let go and calm down no matter what.
This kind of unrelenting and almost physiological - those "behemoths" that symbolize wealth and authority fill his field of vision, as if they are about to swallow him, and he has no power to resist and no sense of existence.
And all this only needs to be transformed from the dialogue that is forever entangled in the pronouns of "you and me" to the "he" pronouns that describe the story with my mother.
No matter how deeply involved in the world, no matter how deep-rooted the assimilation of "education" and consensus is, it has turned into "they say ......" and has gone away.
And the only way to do this is to merge the mind with the motherβa perfect fit of innate blood and acquired soulβand the heart is as unshakable as blood.
But what made him and his mother's hearts merge was this quiet moonlit night that could not be encountered.
The peaceful and hazy bright moon is not the hazy visual memory of that time?
Moonshine, Mom
The two impressions began to be wonderfully linked again.
At that time, he vaguely remembered that he had been badly burned. It was his mother who carried him on his back and sought medical treatment on a moonlit night.
A child of a few years old, burned by the heat beyond the limits of human tolerance, has no traumatic memories and palpitations.
It's as hazy and ignorant as the moonlight.
The anxiety and anxiety later, the sadness and despair when encountering setbacks, and the huge gap between tens of billions of wealth and pennilessness......
Although it is incomparable, how can it surpass the limits of human beings?
It was the loss of that hazy memory that prevented him from facing frustration and stimulation.
Now, this hazy memory is returning.
Even the one that "blinded" his eyes, made him think that he would never be able to reach and despair, tens of billions of astronomical money; Even the scolding and noise that "shattered" his ear canal, made him extremely humiliating and nervous, and thought that he could never be defeated, could magically dim and fade, and he was no longer uneasy and afraid.
Distant and wonderful memories welled up in his mind.
And all the unbearable things he had experienced over the years suddenly fell silent, like some hazy and safe scene.
Even if he is supposedly walking in a city where people and cars are constantly flowing, he no longer has an uncomfortable sense of loss and exposure.
It was as if those were peaceful scenes under the moonlit night, and he was left walking alone, on the way home.
As soon as inspiration came, Ane couldn't help but get up and write a letter that might never be sent:
Mom...... I'm almost home.
I met a lot of interesting people outside
They say, "If you're not sunny enough, no girl will like you." β
They say, "You're too introverted, no company will recruit you." β
"I looked depressed, and depression is a terminal illness that is difficult to cure and prone to recurrence," they said. β
They said: "So-and-so star has suffered from depression and has chosen an extreme way. He is rich and famous, and he can't escape this fate, and you can't get away with it. β
They said, "Your physical symptoms are a bit like cancer, which is terminal and incurable. β
They say, "You can't always remember the past, it's an immutable fact, it's not good for the future." β
They said, "You're just lying to yourself." β
They say, "Just because you don't pay attention doesn't mean that trauma doesn't exist, and some wounds never heal." β
They said, "Your problem is genetics, which are immutable. β
They said: "You must obey this order absolutely, there is no room for manoeuvre!" β
β¦β¦ Ane puffed up all the worries and uneasy assumptions in his mind and wrote them as if "they said ......" as if his mother were describing the story
Just like listening to his mother's stories when he was a child, those bad marks that were once imprinted in his mind like taking root were miraculously uprooted. (To be continued.) )