LRAB Chapter 865 The Thirst for Life
Chapter 865 The Thirst for Life
"...No matter what, I love you...My child is alright, don't be sad..."
Whether it's Mom or Dad, it doesn't matter, love is here...
"...Mom, I still prefer this title because I truly sense something in you that only motherhood can produce. I feel like I am truly a part of you as a mother..."
The other person is something that only a mother can possess, with the beautiful tenderness and love that only a mother has. Most of the affection that the older generation feels seems to be incomparable to that kind of emotion... Perhaps it's because the mother truly spent ten months with it first, personally feeling the slowly beating heartbeat, personally feeling the slowly growing body...
Because of this innate love that comes from within the body, one can better feel the deep and inseparable emotions.
All of this makes it all the more beautiful and unforgettable.
Bruno Linshi stared sadly at his mother's face, then shook his head. Nothing else mattered. As long as Mom was still Mom, everything was fine. He slowly moved closer to his mother, gazing into her beautiful eyes. Mom was still Mom, and that was enough. All that damned stuff could go to hell, as long as Mom was still Mom…
"You can call me whatever you like. I'm a mother too, everyone's mother. If you feel comfortable here, you can consider building an orphanage here in the future so it's closer. Wait, why did I say it's an orphanage? It's clearly a relief organization..."
"...Well, if Mom prefers it here, I want to stay here too. I feel very comfortable here, everything is very comfortable. I grew up there, but I prefer the environment here. It feels like I can let go of everything, everything can be relaxed, I don't have to be so busy, and I can stop for a while..."
This feeling of being able to temporarily stop and relax brings an indescribable sense of peace. Perhaps children really love places where they can feel at ease, because they haven't experienced relaxation in their lives, and even brief relaxation is just reading other books...
Most of the time I spend with my mom is relaxing, but this relaxation requires extra effort. The last time we went out together, I was thinking about other things and didn't really enjoy playing. In fact, doing nothing is just so comfortable...
Do you like it here?
"Hmm, I have a feeling that this is my home... This is a wonderful, feeling-filled home. It's strange, why do I feel so comfortable here?"
“This has always been your home,” Norlinxi said casually, oblivious to the turmoil churning within the other’s heart. “I’m sorry I didn’t tell you, you are indeed a branch of the trees here. But I took you away from your hometown. I’m not sure how much of you truly belong here, but most of you do. I know that…”
"This is my home?" Bruno... Is this really my home? Why is this my home? I don't understand, I can't figure it out. I can't understand it at all...
"This is indeed your home, but as time has passed, it has changed somewhat. It truly felt like your home back then, but I can no longer find so many beautiful things here. All that remains are these..."
She sighed softly, watching the child hug her again, feeling the warmth of the child's body. Yes, a hug is the warmest thing, a hug is the most beautiful thing, only this is enough...
"I can smell your scent, it's a very faint scent, like plants, like blooming flowers... actually, it's a bit like grass slime, it's a really strange scent... but it's very vibrant, very comforting..."
It seems that everyone unconsciously likes their mother. Although mothers are indeed very good, is this liking also due to life's thirst for vitality?
The vitality of life is very important in this world. Living requires the constant consumption of vitality, so the desire to live is normal. Just like how the elderly might feel that watching children being naughty makes them feel younger...
Humans are always unconsciously yearning for a wonderful life. Isn't that interesting?
"For a long time, those guys even mistook me for the illegitimate child of some elemental being... But how could that be? Just like I could never become a real elemental being..."
In the eyes of those scholars, the initial handwriting was very strange, and even made everyone think that it was a special product of some elemental creature, and a bit like the ultimate end of alchemy?
Those guys' words are not likable at all. Those boring and pathetic guys are a bunch of idiots. They can't even understand their own physical condition. How can they be considered capable?
After all, they know their own bodies best. They don't want to listen to those so-called explanations, nor do they want to understand themselves. Oh dear, those damn idiots are really funny...
After all, it's quite amusing to have a few idiots every now and then, isn't it?
If everyone is smart, how can you make the smarter ones stand out?
Hmm, what will the final outcome be? I don't know, and I don't want to know. I won't know, and I don't want to know. Those idiots are all fools. Yes, that's right...
"Was my mother ever treated like a non-human being?"
"Well... for a long time, several scholars offered a lot of money, wanting to see how amazing I am. They wanted to study my blood, my body, everything about me. Of course, I explicitly refused. But some guys did take the risk, wanting to see me..."
The so-called "look" refers to wanting to hurt oneself, to take away a portion of one's blood, to take away a portion of one's essence in exchange for all of this. It sounds terrible, and it really is terrible...
However, those guys never actually harmed him under the watchful eyes of the gods. It was impossible for them to do such a thing. After several attempts, each ended with the other party getting hurt, and after that, no one bothered him again…
Those idiots have finally learned to be quiet in the face of someone more powerful...
Those guys finally understood that sometimes you need to learn to be quiet, and sometimes you need to learn to be obedient, sensible, and understand all of this...
In order to be able to live a normal life.