022 Portraits and forgotten people
Su Mo slowly woke up from his memory, and as soon as he opened his eyes, he saw that the woman's body in front of him had become transparent, and he immediately asked anxiously, "What's wrong with you?" ”
"It's nothing, it's just that I have severed my fate with him and been expelled from this world. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoHe's just an ordinary human.,If you get in touch with a monster, you'll lose your memories quickly.,So don't blame him.。 Goodbye kind humans, thank you for your help, humans are so cute. ”
The woman smiled and bent down to salute him, her whole body becoming more and more illusory, slowly turning into a ray of light and disappearing.
He stayed there quietly, feeling that such a result was a little too cruel for a woman, and it was really cruel to pay so much that she couldn't even make her beloved remember her!
Something had to be done for her!
Su Mo's mind was boiling, and he finally thought of a way, since the man couldn't see her, then find someone to draw her face!
He hurriedly took out his mobile phone to open the chat tool, and sent a message to a friend he hadn't contacted for a long time: "Yezi, I need you to help me draw a figure drawing." ”
When he first wrote the book, this person was in charge of drawing the illustrations in his book, and the two worked well together, so they kept in touch.
After a while, the phone vibrated and prompted a message to reply: "Request." ”
He quickly described the woman's appearance, and then in less than ten minutes, a picture was sent, it was a stick figure sketch of the monster woman, and it was nine points alike!
"You're amazing! Then draw the nose smaller, the eyes larger, and the coloring is done. Thank you for your help this time, is there anything you need me to help with? ”
Although he already knew that the other party's painting was very powerful, he didn't expect it to be so powerful, it was like seeing the monster woman with his own eyes, and this painting skill can also be called a miracle, right?
"Join the book club, there is someone who needs your help." After a pause, a message came.
"Okay, no problem."
In this way, in order to help a monster woman he didn't know, he abandoned the homecoming club that had been with him for more than a year and joined a small club......
As twilight fell, the street lights came on, and the boy rode his car down a somewhat dimly lit road. The shadows of the trees in the distance were like terrifying giant monsters, and he couldn't help but speed up his return home.
When he climbed up to the fourth floor, he suddenly saw a small cylindrical package on the mailbox at the door of his house, and opened it curiously to see that it was the portrait of the monster woman!
"Ah, did that person send it directly after painting?"
He shook his head and went straight into the house, anyway, the previous cooperation had already let the other party know his location, which was nothing.
It's just that I came back so late, so naturally I couldn't avoid a bit of nagging from Aunt Shuyuan. He had to make up a lie that he had gone to play with his classmates. Aunt Shuyuan was very happy to hear this, and repeatedly asked her classmates to come to her home to play during the weekend.
Well, people always make up countless lies in order to fulfill a lie, and now he is starting to wonder who he should invite over to play, and it seems, as if, maybe he can invite one or two.
However, it was a really good feeling that made him feel the warmth of home, and this warmth was exactly what he longed for since he was a child.
"Stupid human, you're giving your name back to the youkai again?"
In the bedroom, His Royal Highness the cat glanced at the young man who had been lazily lying on the bed and unwilling to move since eating, and jumped on the bed slowly.
"yes, it's really tiring to have a name." The boy rolled over and looked at the ceiling in a daze.
Every time he returned his name, it would consume a lot of his spiritual power, making him feel extremely tired. Also, after experiencing so many things at once today, he didn't want to get up as soon as he lay down in bed.
"Hmph, I haven't seen it for a few days, this guy should return all his names, it's better for this king to eat him now." His Royal Highness squinted his eyes and silently approached his neck, showing his sharp claws.
"Your Highness the Cat, I heard you." The boy rolled over and faced the approaching white cat.
"Meow!"
His Royal Highness meowed casually, curled up into a ball and pretended to sleep.
"Alas, Your Highness the Cat, can you help me deliver something to someone?" Su Mo didn't pursue its bad words just now, but suddenly pleaded.
His Royal Highness the cat held his head proudly, and his golden eyes were not majestic: "Cut, this king is a high-ranking demon king, why should I help you send something to a little human being!" ”
"I'll buy you red bean cake from Tangram Workshop tomorrow!"
"Just red bean cake - say, what to send, where to send?" His Royal Highness changed his mind in an instant, sticking out his tongue and licking his mouth, as if reminiscing about those pastries.
What a gluttonous guy, Su Mo shook his head and told the other party the location of the person.
His Royal Highness jumped to the ground, dipped his paws in water and drew a large circle on the ground, placing the painting in the center of the circle. Then the center of its eyebrows lit up with a dazzling golden light, and a small black crack suddenly appeared above the circle, instantly sucking the scroll in.
"Ah, Your Highness the Cat, where did you get that painting?" Su Mo sat up from the bed in surprise and asked with some eagerness.
"Stupid human, of course, this king has used his supreme supernatural power to directly send things to the place you said in an instant." His Royal Highness looked at him triumphantly, looking like he was waiting for him to come forward to worship.
"Wow, Your Highness the Cat, you're really amazing!" Su Mo praised with an exaggerated expression.
"Hmph, don't forget to buy me a pound of red bean cake tomorrow, otherwise be careful that this king will eat you when he is hungry!"
"Okay, thank you, Your Highness the Cat."
The boy lay in bed and soon fell into a deep sleep, as if he had forgotten that there was something that could make up for the drain of spiritual power.
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In the dead of night, his wife and children were already asleep, Lou Haowen sat in front of the window with a coat and looked at the picture scroll in his hand.
The painting suddenly appeared in his room at some point, and he looked at the girl on it with a strange sense of familiarity, as if the two had a deep bond.
He couldn't help but think of the strange young man he had met in the afternoon, and those eyes were so sad and anxious that he felt as if he had forgotten something important, but he couldn't remember it anyway.
The important person, the person who doesn't want to forget, the person who must not be forgotten, who is that person?
The man looked at the picture scroll, tears suddenly fell from the corners of his eyes, he didn't know why he was crying, and he looked at himself in the mirror with inexplicable sadness and bewildered. Vaguely perceiving, it seemed as if something important had disappeared from his life forever, never to return.
At night, he had a dream in which there was a girl whose face could not be seen clearly, and the girl smiled so brightly and so cute that he couldn't help but be intoxicated.
But when he woke up, everything in his dream disappeared without a trace, and his life returned to normal again......