Genshin Impact: What should I do if I become my own character? !

He wiped his hands clean with the handkerchief, and there was nothing on them, but he was really angry at the moment.

"Do you know how your mother died?" He found out more secrets. "Do you want me to tell you? If you don't want to listen, I will force you to listen."

"Why...why did you hit me?!"

"Your mother was very poor. You were very weak when you were born, and it was difficult to give birth. Your mother became ill because of this, and was tortured by the illness. She could have aborted you, but she felt that you should live, so she kept you."

Because hormones produce love for children, but how can one explain something like love?

"To those guys, your mother was just an accident, and you are also an accident. How much suffering did a poor person have to endure to live with you?" I have visited that place. He did not trace his ancestors before his mother died, and was often bullied after her death.

"I didn't ask her to give birth to me!"

Snapped!

Now it's symmetrical.

I just wiped it clean and now I have to wipe it again.

"You were sick when you were a child, but now you can live like a normal person because almost all of the family property was used to treat you. He only ate one meal a day and worked three jobs, and the money he earned was just for your treatment. You should hate your father, not your mother. You should hate your father for being irresponsible and for the unforgivable sins committed by his young body!"

The one who should be hated is the father who never shows up, not the miserable mother who lives a miserable life for the sake of her child!

The mother was very willing to sacrifice, or rather was forced to sacrifice, because the sadness of her childhood made her particularly long for family affection. She did not want to have children and become the second person who grew up in sorrow.

I don’t want to say that the other person is great, but I can say that the other person is selfless. I can’t do what the other person does, and I think it’s stupid, but the other person’s behavior is very selfless...

If I were a child like that, I would definitely be happy... If I were that mother's child, I would be obedient, sensible, accompany my mother, and...

You bastard, you don't know how lucky you are!

"Do you know how you found your ancestry? Your mother exchanged her life for... You don't have to look for your father. He is dead, but he didn't give you any love and attention before he died, right?"

"I don't even remember..."

"Silly child, your mother doesn't stop loving you, she's just dead...she can never love you again, so don't call me mom." Don't force me to be a selfless person.

"Teacher, I understand!" The other person lowered his head, with two clear slap marks on his face. He sighed carefully and applied medicine on the other person's face.

"I'm sorry, teacher, you hit me a little too hard." He didn't hold back on those two slaps, luckily his teeth weren't knocked out.

"You're right! If you hadn't woken me up, I wouldn't have understood all this..."

The earliest I can remember is when I was six or seven years old. Perhaps because of repeated illnesses, my childhood memories are never clear. After coming here, although I am not likable, at least I am a member of the family. I also received the best medicines, and soon I no longer had any serious reactions to the illness.

I originally thought it was because of the goodness of this place, but now I know it was because of my mother’s loving care a long time ago…

"It's good to know your mistakes and correct them. There is a saying that goes, 'If you don't correct your mistakes, it's a mistake.' It's normal to make mistakes, but knowing that you are wrong but not correcting them is the real mistake."

This is normal. I had a similar situation when I was a child. At that time, I wanted my aunt to be my mother, I wanted the grandma upstairs to be my mother, and I wanted my aunt to be my mother, because my mother's love was too strict, and it seemed that anyone's love was more like a mother than my mother.

Later I realized that I loved my mother too. Her teachings made it hard to breathe, but it didn’t matter. Love that was a mixture of love and hate was still love.

I actually really want to be a mother. When did it start?

Maybe it's because I have someone I can trust with my heart? No, no, I hated it at that time.

Maybe it was because I was alone at home without even a pet? No, no, at that time I was grateful for the peace I had alone.

Maybe... maybe I'm too old?

I have experienced a lot of love in this life, so I want to love more people...

Then love yourself first, love yourself like a child... Read stories to yourself when you are sad, share with yourself when you are happy, and you will get comfort and happiness instead of blame...

"Teacher?" The voice interrupted the child's deep thoughts and looked at the child's worried expression. "You seem to be crying?"

"Teacher, I miss my family. Teacher, teacher, I'm a little reluctant to leave..." I've been thinking about leaving, but I can't bear to leave. They are not too bad, nor too good. They can't make me love them wholeheartedly, nor can they make me let go of love and hate...

Endless love is despair, love mixed with hate, but so what?

No matter how hard you are beaten, you will remember the warm embrace of your childhood. Even if you are hurt by hurtful words, you will remember your gentle appearance when you were a child...

They love me, but their love is as heavy as hatred...

It hurts like I can't breathe.

It would be fine if you hate me, it would be fine if you don’t like me, then I can let go of the past with peace of mind, then I can let go of everything with peace of mind!

Instead of giving me just the right amount of love, letting me grow up in guilt and reflection, letting me love, but not being able to love that way.

"If you have a child in the future, no matter how strict you are, you have to make sure the child feels loved enough, understand? Otherwise, his personality will become weird, otherwise, he won't dare to express his true feelings, otherwise, the child will never grow up."

My voice was trembling a little, after all, tears had already fallen. I quickly wiped them away and forced a smile: "Okay, okay, I won't talk so much with a little guy like you. You can live your future life on your own. It doesn't matter if you don't want children. Now you should go to class."

It seemed like I was trying to drive him away, but he nodded, his eyes filled with tears: "Teacher, I think I miss my mother too..."

"Then let's go look at the stars. Legend has it that people turn into stars after they die?" I don't really believe it, but maybe it's true in Teyvat? The starry sky in Teyvat records people's fate. After people die, they will turn into stars and return to the sky, right?

This is so beautiful. If you miss each other, just look up!