Many years ago, the family in that memory was accompanied by not wonderful memories. Since childhood, the two parents seem to have been quarrelling, whether it is money, rice, oil and salt, or trivial things in life, they can become the fuse that triggers the quarrel.

Children who don't know how to face this situation can only hide in the corner in fear and hide their existence to avoid being affected. In this way, the child learned to be sensible very early and restrained the child's willfulness. I don't run around, I don't cause trouble to my mother, I just stay at home quietly, playing with my blocks.

But this kind of peace is only temporary, the father is working outside, the mother is strict with the child, and the academic performance has become the standard for judging everything, not only to complete the teacher's homework every day, but also to write various tutoring books. Not only that, but the mother often called the school teacher to ask how the child was doing in school. If there is something wrong, it will be questioned harshly.

Looking at the mother's round eyes, the child could only put down the remote control in fear and obediently went back to the room to study. The days went by like this, and I couldn't go out to play at will, because I was afraid that the children would go to the game room. Gradually, the child had no friends at school, and his personality became introverted, and he rarely talked to other people.

But the mother was not satisfied, and she began to blame the child for not going out to make friends, why every day was like a stuffy gourd, and saying something was like cutting out her tongue.

The child was silent, and he didn't know how to refute it, maybe he was really inferior to others, looking at the cheerful and lively appearance of his friends around him, this child felt a little inferior.

Mother's requirements for academic performance are stricter, if it is at home, as long as she sees that the child is not studying, she will scold, the old lady works so hard every day, and it is not for you, can't you be the same as someone else's family. You have good grades, you can talk, and you help your mother work, you see you are as stupid as a pig.

There seems to be no breathing space in life, and the mother, who is extremely controlling, fills every corner of life.

Until one day, the child borrowed a comic book from a classmate, and the door to fantasy was secretly opened. First of all, there are all kinds of comics, such as "Doraemon", "Old Master", "Divine Soldiers", "Dragon Ball", "You Hakushu", "The Sky is the Red River" and so on.

The comic books in the small bookstore next to the school have been borrowed, and after reading the comics, I quickly read the novel, so that the broader fantasy world will come to you, "Sou Shen Ji", "Legend of the Star and Moon", "Ethereal Journey", "Strange Heroes", "Wind Story" and so on.

With those fresh and fantastical words, enter the incredible country, and experience thrilling adventures with the ups and downs of the protagonist, and achieve supreme greatness. So all kinds of pressures from the outside world have been fully vented in the fantasy world, and it seems that life has become much more cute, and the shadow in my heart has been reduced a lot.

Since then, the child has also become obsessed with reading novels, and so have the anime after that. It can be said that with the support of these spiritual appetites, he can endure all kinds of discomforts in life, and those beautiful things finally make him not embark on a crooked and extreme path, and finally become a normal and kind person.

After graduating from high school, the child went to college, and it was at that moment that life finally ushered in the bloom of freedom.

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"Lacey, Lacey...."Ricky's voice rang in her ears before Loren Hill came to her senses.

"I'm sorry, I remembered a long time ago."

"Lacey, what do you remember?" Ricky was a little curious.

"Probably just escaping the oppression of my parents." A nostalgic smile appeared on the girl's face.

"Ricky, you can discuss it with your family, or with your fiancé, and go to Emenas for a few years before you come back and get married."

Amenas, the center of the continent, the academy on top of the world, the permanent neutral place of Ivar, the equal acceptance of all races, 9 transcendent sequences, countless advanced routes, and a legendary school that countless talented teenagers yearn for. It is a legend that has been alive since the Tertiary Period, and was built after the 'War of Chaos'.

In the year 210 of the Third Age, the Chaos Calamity broke out all over the world, and the shadows from the other world invaded the world of Ivars, when nearly sixty percent of the land of the Western Continent fell, and the remaining races had to put aside their prejudices and unite to fight.

The coalition forces were held in the mountains near Emenas and fought a tug-of-war for 20 years, during which countless heroes were born, and after the victory of the war. The powerhouses of all races and various transcendent sequences have left their legacies in Amenas, and have been served as sages by outstanding figures.

The sages advocated the establishment of the Amenas Academy, in addition to the central school building, four university-level guards in all directions, and it was also the four ancient battlefields of that year that were used as a 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 current Ivar world, where the extraordinary combat power gathers the most, and basically all the advanced routes can be found in it, which is well-deserved in the whole world, the first academy in the world.

"Emenas...," Ritchie muttered as she looked at the blue sky.

"I really want to go, but I'm also a little afraid of not being accepted." After the release of sensibility, reason began to return to Richel's brain, and Emenas had extremely high admission standards, and not just any person could get in.

Loren Hill's hand rested on the back of Ricky's hand, "Even if you're scared, you have to give it a try, at least you won't have regrets, right?" ”

"Thank you." Ricky seemed a little moved, blinking her slightly moist eyes.

"Lacey, you're the first person to encourage and support me."

"Father, brother, they always said that I was whimsical and let me get married with peace of mind, and never cared about my own thoughts. Maybe they seem to be doing it for my own good, but I just don't feel understood, not trusted. The more Richelle spoke, the more her eyes blinked desperately, holding back the tears that flowed.

Lacey, and Loren Hill stood up, gently stroking Ricky's back with her hand, comforting, and not saying a word.

She doesn't say anything sympathetic, she doesn't say anything like everyone else, her own experience in her previous life has made her understand that there is never a so-called empathy in the world, and never expect someone to fully understand her pain, and the occasional breakdowns and cries in life are not something that everyone can tell.

Therefore, when she sees the people around her crying, she will stay by her side quietly, without saying a word, until the other party slowly vents the emotions in her heart, she will only be a quiet listener, not a strong comforter, maybe this is also a kind of gentleness.