Looking at the pink-haired girl with a knot, Loren Hill shook his head lightly.
If it was me in my previous life, I'm afraid I also have such thoughts and emotions, but now.
Lorraine Hill picked up the girl's hand and led her out.
"Let's go out for a walk first, it's not good to stay in the house for a long time." She recalled what another friend did, that is, Alena, the most active of the roommates.
This girl from the Southern Islands is like a little sun when she is not feeling down.
The weak Lottie did not resist at this time, and followed the swordsman lady to the outside.
The streets of the town are fairly clean, and there are many local residents on the road. Some of them have just returned from work, and some are still carrying heavy firewood or straw bales on their backs. Some of the houses on the street also had their doors open, and several local women sat together while basking in the sun and doing handicrafts.
"Where are you going?" After walking with Loren Hill for a while, Lottie finally couldn't help but ask.
"Did you see that hill outside the city?" The girl pointed to the north side of the town.
So the two of them went all the way, climbed the long hillside, and came to this place with a good view.
After walking all the way, Lottie felt a lot of physical exhaustion, her body was a little sour, and she was sweating.
"It's here." Roland Hill stopped when he came here, and looked back at the girl.
"Here?" Lottie looked around, except for a few big trees and grass, there was nothing special.
"Come, look back, is it a good place to see the scenery." Loren Hill pointed to the small town they walked out of.
As far as the field of vision can reach, a peaceful scene comes into view. A tall and distant mountain stands on the opposite side, and under the mountain that extends to the sky, there are golden wheat fields and fields, which appear as huge squares. The lattice, gleaming in the afternoon sun, undulating in the wind.
Near the bottom of the field of vision is a small town surrounded by brown and yellow city walls, and plumes of smoke are rising from the chimneys of large and small houses.
Looking at this beautiful scenery, Lottie could not help but stop and stand quietly, feeling the breeze blowing from the mountains.
Biquge
"Are you in a better mood?"
"It's better." Lottie had to nod, really relaxed.
"Do you feel that life is a mess and don't know how to get along?" Roland Hill spoke again, sitting on the stone beside Lottie, letting the wind blow her hair gently.
"Yes, but how does Miss Messia know?" Lottie's pale red pupils turned.
"Because, this look is so similar to me before." Loren Hill then sighed with emotion.
After graduating from college, she has spent quite a long time in the dark, like a headless fly, hitting walls everywhere. Not only is her life a mess, she doesn't want to talk to anyone, and she doesn't want to ask for help.
If you talk about it, I'm afraid others will be annoyed. We are just ordinary friends. Why should I listen to you pouring bitterness and garbage every day. What about finding someone to help? Now everyone is too busy to take care of themselves, who can help you, and what face do you have to have someone make a big effort to help you? Usually you just talk politely, but you really take it seriously, you are too thick-skinned.
So fragile, yet so proud, as if everything would fall apart in an instant.
If those confident and powerful people are sunflowers blooming against the wind and the sun, then at that time, she was like moss in the corner of the wall that dared not see the sun, humble, small and fragile.
I hope I can get help, but I am extremely afraid of exposing my vulnerability and being ridiculed and attacked.
Roland Hill lowered his head slightly, lifted the messy hair beside his ears, and then looked up at the girl beside him again.
"Are you afraid that after receiving the help of others, you will fail to live up to your expectations and let others down, and even disgust and curse?"
It was said that the center Slotti looked at the swordsman lady, and a strange feeling of being read through her mind emerged. She has been the darling of the family since she was a child, and countless people please her, naturally because she can give them rich rewards, so she is at ease and will not have any worries.
But it's different now. She has nothing and can't bear those expectations. She can't give wealth and glory in return. She doesn't know how to win, and even her own future is a mess.
Do you want revenge? She is not an opponent at all. Her brothers are so powerful that they all died in front of her and failed to do so.
Are you going to escape, but where are you going to escape, and can she really live with such peace of mind? She can't forget those dead faces.
Moreover, even if you take revenge yourself, is it correct to do so? The glory and glory of the Baska family are not holy and flawless, and they are also mixed with sin.
All these, such as tangled silk threads entangled in her heart, made her restless.
After hearing Roland Hill's words, she knew that the swordsman lady was enlightening herself, and Lottie relaxed a little.
"Yes, I may not be able to do a lot of things so well." At this time, she also slowly squatted down and sat beside Roland Hill.
"There are always a lot of things to worry about, and I will also struggle with whether or not to do some things." Roland Hill looked at the mountains and wheat fields in the distance.
"However, I gradually understand one thing. You have to follow your own heart, which means that others may not see it, or others may not understand it, but you are clear."
"Stop lying to yourself and live honestly."
"I know that I am not that strong, so I have to avoid putting myself under high pressure. I know that I will not be confident, so I need to practice and be familiar with certain aspects, and be prepared for not getting full marks."
"If you understand that you are not the kind of strong-willed person, you must stay away from temptation. If you feel that you may not be able to achieve perfection, you should make it clear to the other party in advance. If you have no experience in doing something, you will clearly state that you need help and guidance."
"Many times, troubles come from trying to make myself a perfect existence. In fact, I'm not that kind of person. If I really want to do that, I'm afraid that what I get will only be pain."
Lottie sat aside, quietly listening to Roland Hill talking about the past and her views on life. Unconsciously, he began to examine his own heart.
She closed her eyes slowly, and recalled the past in her mind again. The breeze blew through her body, and a peaceful and peaceful comfort gradually poured into her heart.
After a long time, she opened her eyes again, and the world seemed to be much clearer.
"Have you made up your mind?"
"Um."
"I'd like to borrow a sword from Miss Messia to make a living as an adventurer, but it will probably take some time to return it to you."
"In the meantime, I will try my best to live." Lottie looked at the swordsman girl beside her with a much more stable expression. Although her face was still immature, at least she no longer slept in confusion and vulnerability.
Although she didn't know what the girl wanted to understand, Roland Hill didn't care about it, she just didn't want to watch the girl stay in a lonely corner all the time. Because of the pain and torture of self-entanglement, she had experienced it before.
Looking at the girl walking out of the shadows, Loren Hill felt a lot more at ease.
Occasionally doing good deeds seems good, but why do you like to do good deeds
I’m afraid it’s also my hope that when I encounter difficult obstacles and grief one day in the future, I can also get help and comfort from others.
Because I am so weak and unconfident, always thinking about having more strength and trump cards, always thinking about how to be right and not offending others, always wanting to be kind, because then no one will scold me.
Roland Hill, Roland Hill, even though everything is no longer the same, you are still so timid.