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Those cloaked figures, upon seeing him return home, immediately seemed to be driven by some mysterious force, all falling to their knees and wailing. Their expressions were filled with reverence and fear, as if they had witnessed the descent of a divine being onto the earth.
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His father's face was covered in dried wax, as he was bound to the ground and could only tremble on the floor, saying, "Look! Isn't this our Dark Prince?" His voice was filled with fanaticism and joy, as if this was his liberation.
Van Loon's mother fell to the side, also bound and unable to move, but she also fervently echoed, loudly saying, "From the pure lamb, the son of the devil is born! Van Loon!" Her eyes burned with the fire of madness and faith, seemingly having an indescribable belief and expectation for this mysterious ritual.
Upon hearing these words, the group of cloaked figures began to frantically kowtow, their heads banging on the floor, making a banging sound, as if a group of fervent believers were showing their loyalty and piety to him.
Van Loon helplessly looked at all this, feeling not shocked or puzzled, but deeply tired and powerless. He didn't know when he became their "Dark Prince," nor did he understand their behavior. Shaking his head, he complained, "Really, it's the same drama every day. Aren't you tired?" But his voice seemed insignificant in this frenzy.
He felt deep helplessness and loneliness in his heart. This home, supposed to be a warm haven, was so chaotic and strange. He didn't understand why his parents had taken this path, or why they had involved him in this crazy belief. Van Loon felt that in their hearts, he had always been a symbol of some mysterious faith.
Dad was still lying on the floor, shaking, but with a confident and relaxed smile on his face. He looked optimistically at Van Loon, seeming very satisfied and happy with everything in front of him. He cheerfully said, "What's wrong, my child? You look so gloomy." His voice was full of playfulness and contentment, finding Van Loon's expression very amusing.
Van Loon responded helplessly, "I'm like this almost every day." His voice was filled with fatigue and helplessness, but his dad seemed completely unable to understand his feelings.
Dad laughed heartily after hearing it, as if he found Van Loon's response very amusing. He jokingly said, "Looks like someone is going through puberty, right, dear?" His eyes were full of amusement, as if he found it a very interesting topic.
Mom, lying on the side, continued to shake her body and joined their conversation. She laughed and said, "That's how puberty is. Back in the day, we were also in puberty and..." Before she could finish her sentence, Dad interrupted with a hearty laugh.
Dad couldn't help but laugh out loud and told Mom to stop. He shook his head and jokingly said, "Okay, okay, stop talking, the child is here too." His smile was full of warmth and love, as if he was satisfied and looking forward to life.
However, Van Loon was not interested in their words. He was already bored with their conversation and behavior. He turned away, trying to avoid their madness and joking. He calmly asked, "What do you want to eat tonight? I can start preparing the ingredients now." His voice was full of indifference and distance.
Van Loon walked towards the kitchen, preparing to start preparing ingredients for dinner. However, as he turned around, a sudden scene made him freeze in place. His parents, who had been lying on the ground just fine, suddenly began to convulse and cry. His father, with a voice filled with uncontrollable pain, said, "Has our son really grown up to be like this?" His voice was filled with disappointment and sorrow, giving Van Loon an unprecedented sense of oppression.
His mother, on the other hand, wept bitterly, tears leaving deep marks on her cheeks, saying, "The baby who once suckled at my breast, now... now also..." Her words were interrupted by her crying, but Van Loon could feel the sorrow and pain in her words.
Van Loon stood still, completely puzzled by the sudden outburst of emotions in front of him. His heart was filled with confusion and helplessness, unsure of how to respond to their emotions.
At that moment, the group of cloaked figures produced confetti cannons from somewhere and excitedly shot them towards the ceiling. In an instant, the whole living room was filled with the sound of confetti cannons and flying ribbons. The ribbons fluttered in the air, creating a strange and wild celebratory atmosphere, completely disregarding Van Loon and his parents' feelings.
Van Loon was stunned, he couldn't understand the meaning of the crazy scene in front of him. He looked at the crazy cloaked people, then at his parents, feeling even more conflicted and puzzled.
At that moment, his father suddenly stopped crying and revealed a confident and cunning smile. He looked at Van Loon as if he were admiring his confusion and helplessness. There seemed to be some unfathomable meaning hidden in his smile, leaving Van Loon feeling inexplicably perplexed.
Van Loon Pushing aside the colorful ribbons stuck to his body, the scene in front of him made him feel extremely absurd. The group of cloaked figures surrounding him kept making joyful sounds, as if celebrating something significant. Van Loon Utterly helpless, he completely failed to grasp the meaning of the scene before him. He loudly asked his parents, who were lying on the ground, "What is going on?" His voice was filled with confusion and unease.
His father wore a confident and satisfied smile, seemingly pleased with the situation. He laughed and said, "We're celebrating your graduation, my son! How could I forget that you're graduating from high school today!" His smile was full of confidence and pride, seemingly very satisfied with his arrangement.
Van Loon For a moment, he was stunned, never expecting that all of this was to celebrate his graduation. He looked at his father's confident smile and then at his mother's tear-streaked face, suddenly unsure of how to respond. He knew that his parents and the group of cloaked figures genuinely wanted to celebrate for him, but he couldn't understand their way of doing so.
An indescribable feeling surged in his heart, making this the strangest and most unforgettable graduation celebration he had ever experienced.
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