American drama of life

Chapter 1 Growing Pains

new York.

2003 years.

Graduation season.

"Look, look, our Luke graduated today."

A gentle middle-aged woman with a happy face pulled a handsome young man in a bachelor's uniform, and couldn't stop looking at it.

"Good boy!"

The husband of the middle-aged woman next to him, a very kind middle-aged man in a suit, patted the handsome young man on the shoulder, his eyes full of relief.

"Dr. Silver, Mrs. Silver, thank you for coming from Washington to my graduation."

Luke thanked the middle-aged couple.

"Hey, what are you talking about?"

The middle-aged woman Mrs. Silver said dissatisfiedly: "You are a member of our family, your high school graduation ceremony, as a family, how can we miss it."

"Yes, we are family."

Luke smiled.

"Sorry, I'm not late, am I?"

A young man in his 20s hurried over.

"Mike, why are you so reckless."

Dr. Silver frowned at his eldest son.

"Luke, it's great to see you graduate."

The eldest son of the Silver family, Mike, smiled at his father, then looked at Luke.

"Thank you for that."

Luke hugged Mike and thanked him sincerely.

Mike was stunned for a moment, and hugged Luke hard: "This is all right, you are my brother."

"Yes, we are brothers."

Luke let go of Mike, looked into Mike's eyes, and said this word by word.

Beside them, the Silver couple looked relieved.

"Enough of you, do you need to be so provocative?"

A young man about the age of Luke walked over from the crowd in the distance, raised his big glasses, stood aside with his arms folded, and joked, "Those who didn't know thought you had found true love~"

"Shut up, Ben!"

A girl in her 20s yelled at the young man with glasses, "What a beautiful picture was destroyed by you."

"Carol, you are so rotten."

The third son of the West Buddhist family, the bespectacled youth Ben muttered.

"Luke, you are getting more and more handsome."

Carol, the second daughter of the Silver family, ignored the funny third brother, looked at Luke, and sighed: "I really regret being your sister."

"Yeah yeah."

A little girl of six or seven years old with curly hair nodded repeatedly: "Luke, I don't want to be your sister, I want to marry you when I grow up."

"Hahaha."

The innocent words made the family laugh.

"of course can."

Luke picked up the little daughter of the Silver family, Chris, and said with a smile: "Just think about it, Chris, marry me, we may divorce, there must be many parents in your classmates who are divorced, right? They won't fall in love with each other after they get divorced, but if you are my sister, I will love you for the rest of my life."

"Um, so..."

Chris tilted his head against Luke's head and thought about it for a few seconds, as if he had made a major decision: "Okay, then I'll still be your sister."

"Hahaha."

This made everyone laugh.

"Wise choice."

Ben Tucao, the third son of the West Buddha family, said, "His little white face attracts bees and butterflies the most. Whoever marries him will not feel any sense of security."

The second daughter of the Silver family, Carol, gave a rare nod in agreement with her rambunctious brother.

"Let's take a picture."

Mrs. Silver took out her camera and greeted the crowd.

"it is good."

Everyone agreed.

Luke stood in the C position, holding Chris, with the Silver and his wife standing left and right, and the Silver family's eldest son Mike, the second daughter Carol, and the third son Ben stood in the back row.

The camera captured everyone's smiles.

After Luke shouted out the eggplant, countless images flashed through his mind.

His surname was not Seaver, but Ball. When he was two years old, his parents divorced, his biological father was gone, and his mother remarried, and died a short time later.

His stepfather was usually good to him, but he gradually became addicted to alcohol, and became irritable and irritable after being drunk, until he started to beat him.

At the age of 12, he resolutely fled that home and wandered the streets. For three years, he lived a life of going to school on a regular basis, stealing some food to feed his stomach, and spending the night in garbage bins and school storage rooms.

At the age of 15, a part-time rookie teacher, Mike Silver, came to their class. He was not good, but very kind. After finding out that he lived in the storage room, he insisted on helping him.

Dr. Silver is a well-known psychiatrist. He usually receives patients who need psychological counseling at home, which enables Mike to experience many hardships at the bottom of society.

He knew that he could not let the child welfare agency take Luke away, because after going there, in the environment of Liu Bei, Broken Finger, Xuanyuan and Ouyang Feng, his life was basically ruined from the beginning.
Mike looked around, but couldn't find a family that satisfied him, and finally found that his family was the most suitable one, and persuaded his parents to adopt Luke.

During those days, Luke felt the warmth of home for the first time in his life.

A few months later, because the adoption was reported to the orphanage, the orphanage contacted Luke's biological father, George. After 13 years, George came to take Luke away.

Luke didn't follow him at first, but after that, George had a problem with his lumbar spine because he drove a big truck.

The only one who could persuade him was Luke.

Luke bid farewell to the Silver family and accompanies George to the fast food truck.

A year later, when there was a car accident, when George shouted that God bless the father and son, he did not know that the Luke who woke up was no longer the Luke of the past, but the soul of a young man from the East.

Although the soul has been changed, all the memories of the predecessor have remained, and the same is true for the feelings for the Xifu family, even stronger than that of the predecessor.

Because only the soul of Dongguo can truly know how to be grateful.

"Luke, I heard that you are going to apply for this year's New York firefighter?"

After Mrs. Silver took several more pictures, she suddenly thought of something and looked over.

"Ah."

Luke snapped back from his memory and nodded with a smile.

"I know how attractive firefighters are to girls."

Ben Silver leaned on Luke's shoulder and complained, "Just do you want to fight like this? The firefighters are going to rush into the fire, it's too dangerous."

"Does Luke need to be a firefighter to attract girls?"

Carol said angrily: "Stop joking, look at his face, it's enough!"

Luke smiled reservedly.

The predecessor he inherited could have the face of a real little plum.

"Luke, didn't you already have your acceptance letter from the University of Maryland?"

Dr. Silver advised: "The fire protection profession there is the best in the country. I know you want to be a firefighter, but going to university first and getting a fire protection degree will be more beneficial to your future growth."

"Is it a matter of tuition fees?"

Mrs. Silver said with concern: "You know you don't have to worry at all. As early as when you became a member of our family, we opened an account for you to save enough money for you to go to college."

"I know."

Luke looked at the firefighter system in his mind and the red registration reminder, and smiled: "On average, firefighters in New York only recruit once every 4 to 5 years. This opportunity is rare, and I don't want to miss it."

(End of this chapter)