Time: 2009-2- 19 15:41:56 Words: 2121
I have a younger brother. His name is Illidan. He has always been a different person since he was young, and he has a pair of rare amber golden eyes. In our Night Elf Clan, it seems that other than Queen Azshara, no one else has such eyes, including me. According to an unknown old priest in the tribe, those with golden eyes would definitely become great people in the future. I had no doubts about this, because Illidan's intelligence had proven everything since he was young. I also believed that his future achievements would definitely not be inferior to Queen Azshara's. Thus, I had always been proud of his golden eyes.
However, I don't know when it started, but I've distanced myself from him. Or rather, he's never been close to me. He seems to intentionally or unintentionally keep a certain distance from me. Other than Auntie Ollie who once raised us brothers, he has a calm expression on his face. Even if he smiles at you, you can feel a trace of alienation from his smile. Why did our relationship become like this?
In the past, he would often sneak out alone when Aunty Ollie and I weren't around. He would come back exhausted. Every time I asked him, he would always say that he was going to the forest to play. However, I didn't pursue it because everyone had their own little secrets, and I was no exception. That day, when he came back, I wanted to find a chance to talk to him, but he used the excuse of being tired to avoid my invitation. At that time, I was really shocked.
One day, he suddenly asked me, what kind of career do I want to choose in the future? I was ecstatic. I thought that since he took the initiative to talk to me, it meant that he would no longer treat me coldly. However, reality soon proved that my thoughts were true, and I was very wrong. At that time, I replied that I was very interested in the legend of the Forest Guardian and hoped to become a Druid as powerful as the Forest Guardian in the future. My answer seemed to be within his expectations, and he was not very surprised. Hence, he began to ask me, what kind of profession did I want him to choose in the future? I answered naturally. Of course, he would become a powerful Druid like me and protect the forest with me. A mocking smile appeared on his face, and his golden eyes revealed a look of understanding. Obviously, my answer did not satisfy him. I wanted to remedy it, but I didn't know how to say it. The atmosphere turned cold until he turned around and left.
However, I still don't understand. Isn't it good to become a powerful Druid? Why was he still so dissatisfied?
From then on, his attitude towards me was no longer cold, but cold. He could smile at others, but he was never willing to smile at me. I tried to find out the reason, but he was unwilling to tell me anything. From then on, our relationship was always in a " frozen " state. Aunt Ollie also seemed to have sensed the tension between us, so she asked me what happened. I told her the whole story. Aunty seemed to have understood something. That night, Aunty Ollie called him out for a long chat before returning. From that night onwards, our relationship had eased up. Although Illidan had started to laugh and talk to me, I could still feel the reluctance behind that smile. I didn't want to expose him, so let's just keep it that way!
I thought that this illusion would last forever, but I was still wrong. A fake is still a fake. No matter how much it looks like, it's not real. What broke this illusion was that Auntie Ollie had been transferred out of the village due to work. After Auntie left, he began to treat me coldly. Even his smile began to decrease, but I could only continue to be helpless.
When it was time for us to start learning the compulsory courses for new elves, an old elf priest named Sora taught us some history of the continent and the race, as well as the things we had to learn and might use in the future. The facts proved that Illidan was still very outstanding. Even I would have a headache when faced with those boring, compulsory knowledge that required a lot of time to memorize. However, he still went to the forest every day to " play," but he never neglected his homework. Perhaps it was because he was " playful in his youth," but his basic attack and basic magic results were " mediocre," Can you see me when I'm distracted? I gradually became the genius of the village because I spent a lot of time on the basic classes. In order to help him, I would usually call him along when I was training, but he would never appreciate it.
Although he was cold to me, he was quite easy-going to others, so he was quite popular. However, someone recently set a precedent and called him Malfurion's younger brother. In the end, everyone in the village would say that when they saw him. I could feel that every time he heard that, he would feel a moment of uneasiness, but the happiness would disappear. I was very worried about him, but there was nothing I could do.
From then on, his grades kept slipping, but he didn't seem to care at all. In the end, even Teacher Sula gave up on him and let him do as he pleased. His state was really worrying.
Today, I went to look for him outside the village. As soon as I left the village entrance, I heard a very strange sound. I thought it was the howl of some large magical beast. I was extremely worried and began to call his name non-stop. I went everywhere to look for him. My face was also covered in sweat because of my anxiety. Finally, I saw him on an old tree.
I asked him to go back to train with me. He didn't reject me, but he looked at me coldly before jumping down from the tree and walking past me. I looked at his back and couldn't help but worry. I couldn't help but sigh.
When I walked into the village, I heard those hurtful words again. My face began to look unnatural and even awkward. He was still expressionless as usual, watching everything coldly and unmoved. Sigh ~ The muscles on my face began to twitch. Because of those unpleasant words just now, I really had the urge to kill.
When we arrived at the training ground, he told me that he couldn't be tired and that he didn't want to train anymore. He just left without giving me a chance to speak. Although he was expressionless, did those words still hurt his heart?
" I'm sorry, Illidan…" I sighed as I watched him leave.
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