"When my mother passed away, I was still very young. The impression I left in my heart was only a warm embrace and an irreplaceable sense of security." Freya snuggled up to her mother's statue and told the past softly: "Although I didn't remember anything when I was in my mother's arms, that sense of security has been engraved into the depths of my soul, and I will never forget it for the rest of my life. Since my mother left, I have never been able to fall asleep peacefully every night like that time. Every time I fall asleep, I feel a burst of panic. It's ridiculous. Even when I grow up and become sensible, and even now, I have not been able to get rid of this trouble. I still miss the sense of security that I can never get again."

"This is not ridiculous." Panis leaned against a reassin beside the tomb, leaning against a reassin beside Freya's confused gaze, "The impact of childhood on people is not so easy to get rid of, let alone you are not childhood, but infancy. At that time, what affects you was the instinct of life. I'm afraid few people can do it if they want to change the troubles caused by instinct."

"Maybe, ha, who knows." Freya shook her head sadly, got up from the base of the sculpture, hugged the sculpture's thighs again with her hands, and rubbed her face against the cold jade gently, like a child holding her mother's thighs for warmth: "When I was about eight years old, I had already started to travel around the city myself. There should be people who secretly protect me along the way, but I didn't know at that time, but I only thought of it later. Since then, I would come here alone to visit my mother every few days, but every time I come, I would hide it from my father to prevent him from knowing that I was here again."

"Why?" Panis asked in confusion: "Does he like you to come to see her?"

"No, you misunderstood. Their relationship is very good. Even now, my father still cannot forget his mother. I think he will not stop him from coming here." Freya sighed and said, "But I know that if he knew that I always came to accompany his mother, he would feel sad."

"I really didn't expect that Odin was such a good father." Panis raised his eyebrows and nodded thoughtfully, "I can't see that his mind is so delicate, but that's right. As a ranger, if he wasn't careful enough, he would have turned from a hunter into a prey in the jungle, and he wouldn't have achieved what he has today."

"It seems you thought of it." Freya smiled with satisfaction: "Indeed, he is a good father, a good father who loves me very much. He knows that I will be very sad if I lose my mother, so he has been trying hard to take good care of me. He always hopes to give me the love of my mother together. So as long as he has time, he will definitely take good care of me carefully from life to heart. He does not want me to be wronged or lose because of my mother's departure. I can understand my father's wishes, but in the heart of a child, the role of a mother is actually not

It may be completely replaced. No matter how hard his father works, I will still miss my mother every day, but I already knew very well at that time. If my father knew about it, he would fall into self-blame, think it was his own mistake, think that he did not take good care of me, and did not make me feel enough care. I don’t want him to blame himself, I don’t want him to be sad. As a city lord and president, he has done well enough, so I hide it from him, not let him know what I think in my heart, and not let him know that I will appear here every few days."

"I have a problem." Panis twitched his lips and asked seriously: "At that time, you were probably... less than eight years old?"

"Age is just a shadow that covers the eyes of mortals. People who are obsessed with age are always unable to accept reality." Freya raised her voice and recited in a high tone: "Open your eyes and see. Although I am standing in front of you, although I am just a child's appearance, have a more sound and mature soul than you."

"You can endure the third act of the play of the Prodigy, if it were me, I would have left the seat as early as the first act." Panis curled his lips and said, "And don't you compare yourself with a person in the play who was seventeen years old and finally failed to die because of a meaningless dispute with others. Don't you think it's ominous? Haha, a mature and sound soul? I can't see that it's mature and sound at all."

"Hehe, if you can say this, it means you didn't leave the seat in the first act, but watched the whole show." Freya enjoyed this strange way of conversation with Penis, and smiled with a pursed lips: "But I was indeed about eight years old at that time."

"At that age, I should say that you are Freya, you," Panis sighed, "No wonder you have become this kind of personality. You have thought so much since you were a child, and the changes you have changed when you grow up are not surprising at all."

"But I still don't think enough, or it's not comprehensive enough." Freya shook her head and said, "If I could think more comprehensively, I wouldn't have such a concealment. I should have thought that my father could not be so relieved that I was playing outside. There must be someone behind me to protect me, and those who protect me will definitely report my actions to my father. In other words, every time I come to visit my mother, my father knows it."

"I think so, otherwise he wouldn't be as competent as you said," said Penis. "What does he mean about it?"

"The problem is that he didn't say anything, and he never mentioned it once." Freya showed a crying smile: "He didn't even show self-blame or sadness. The only change is that he cares more about me."

"You father and daughter are really..." Panis couldn't find an adjective to express his thoughts, so he could only sigh and said, "It's really troublesome to meet two such unfaithful people."

"Well, I guess I brought a lot of pressure to him during that period." Freya smiled bitterly: "In order not to put pressure on me, and to prevent me from coming here because I was worried about his thoughts, he would rather put my feelings into my heart and pretend to be ignoring nothing. But I didn't react to all this until I was twelve years old and realized how much pressure I had put on my father."

"Uh, I don't think you have to blame yourself for it. You can see through these at the age of twelve, tsk." Panis said deliberately in a brisk tone: "And I think I should be a little more careful about Odin in the future. That guy's mind is as weird as you."

"Hahahaha, you guy is so annoying." Freya was amused by Panis's performance and scolded: "Don't say that to father."

"Okay, okay." Panis said unhappily: "What about you? Will you come here less often in the future?"

"How could it be?" Freya rolled her eyes: "No matter how you think about it, it's impossible."

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