otherworldly painter

Chapter 71, Chapter 71...

The morning sun shone on Plant's face, and Jerry stretched out his index finger to trace the contours of his face in circles, feeling extremely warm in his heart.Plant smiled slightly, blinked his eyelashes a few times, and slowly opened his eyes, astonished and shocked, then looked up at Jerry's affectionate eyes.

"Little Lante, did you see me?" Jerry was taken aback for a moment, and then became ecstatic.

"Rui." Gently spit out this word, I can't believe that I can see it. Rui is not something drawn with a five-element brush, but a person who really exists in this world. My eyes have recovered, and my heart is filled with great joy. .

"Little Rant." Jerry immediately hugged Plant into his arms.Plant closed his eyes happily, something flashed through his mind, but it seemed hard to remember.

"Rui, why do you think my eyesight suddenly recovered?" Plant whispered in Jerry's arms.

"Maybe God can't bear to see you like this!" Jerry joked, but frowned.

"You're the only one who can talk nonsense." Plante said coquettishly, but the feeling of uneasiness became stronger and stronger.

"I can't see it." Hill muttered to himself, with a smile on the corner of his mouth. Little Rant could finally see the world and draw with his eyes. He silently put away the scroll that he had read all night, put it in the storage ring, and stood up. , just took a step, but fell to the ground with a slap, struggled to get up, touched all around with his hands, didn't want to but knocked over the table and chairs, knocked over the teapot, splashed the water all over, smiled helplessly, Hill returned I fumbled around again, not knowing when I would be able to adapt to the life of this blind man.

Plant found that Jerry was very clingy these days. He followed him wherever he went, and he didn't go to his own class. He went directly to Plant's class as a student. The most common thing he did was to stop him and ask questions. The most unbearable thing for Plant is that he even followed him to the toilet.Whenever he couldn't bear it and was about to explode, he would show puppy-like innocent eyes. Plante was very helpless, and it would be fine if he couldn't see, but he just couldn't bear it.

"Little Lante, why are you in a daze again? You're still in a daze when I'm by your side." Jerry said dissatisfied.

"Hey." Plant laughed dryly. In the past few days, except for Jerry's clinginess, he seemed to be in a daze. There were always some pictures in his mind, but he just couldn't put them together.

It was the fifth day, and Jerry watched Plante's every move nervously, but there seemed to be no change. Could it be that the old man's medicine had no effect.

"You just know how to perfunctory me." Jerry pouted, and Plant had a chill. He really couldn't accept his appearance.

Wiping off the cold sweat secretly, "I'm a little tired, anyway, I have nothing to do today, why don't you take a nap!"

"Together." Jerry's eyes were like a wolf seeing a bone.

"Go back to each room." Plant paused, and he certainly understood Jerry's meaning, "I'm really tired."

"Okay!" Jerry still didn't want to let it go, "I'll take you back." His tone was undeniable.

"Yeah." Plant nodded awkwardly, "No one can see it."

"No problem, you know what I'm capable of." Jerry blew hot air into Plant's ear.Plant's ears turned red all of a sudden.

Jerry quickly picked up Plant, and disappeared without a trace.

"Little Lante, Little Lante......" A gentle voice lingered in my mind, but the whole world only had the echo of the voice, but I couldn't see it. Seeing the figure, the low voice like affection put Plant in the warm water, obviously very comfortable, but he didn't know where the panic came from, and the cold sweat broke out from his forehead, "Little Lante, uncle is leaving." Already...you will have a good life."

"No, don't," Plante yelled, waking up from his dream.

"Little Lante, what's the matter with you." Jerry hurried over, saw that Plante's face was profusely sweating, and quickly took a towel to wipe him off.

Plant looked at Jerry quietly, "Give me the antidote, right?"

Jerry clapped his hands, "Yes."

Plant closed his eyes. "I'm going to see him."

"Okay." The towel in Jerry's hand couldn't be grabbed, and it fell on the bed. Is this the choice of Little Rand?

Sighing, "I have the same attachment and reluctance for you and him." Plant continued, "Since you choose to let me remember the past, then I can't escape. Rui, are you still willing to wait for me?" answer?"

Jerry's eyes lit up, he hadn't lost yet, "I'll accompany you."

"I'll just go find him myself." Jerry's eyes darkened again. Plant touched his face, stood up without saying anything, and walked out of the room.

I easily learned of Hill's current address from Ike, and I vaguely remember the day when I left the Magic and Martial Arts Academy, Hill led me here, and with the strength of the ninth level, I didn't worry about it. He walked over step by step, with a bitter smile on his mouth, Uncle, Hill.

Someone opened the door in front of him and was leaning on crutches. Plant couldn't help but burst into tears. Hill's appearance had already been engraved in his mind, how could he not recognize it.Just looking at his unshaven appearance, compared with his smooth chin in memory, I couldn't help but feel bitter.

"Uncle." Can't help shouting.

"Little Lante, what are you..." Joy flashed across his face, and then his expression changed again, "What are you doing here?" He turned around.

Plant panicked and hurried forward, only to find that Hill's movements were unusually slow. How could this be possible? He looked at him in disbelief. His eyes were cold and dull, "What's wrong with your eyes?"

"You don't need to worry about it." Hill panicked, and wanted to close the door, but unexpectedly tripped over his own crutches. There was no usual cold contact with the ground, and the soft body was cushioned under him. the taste of.

"Little Lante, are you okay!" Hill got up in a panic, annoyed that he was useless, it had been five days, and he couldn't adapt to the life of a blind person.

Plant also stood up, but hugged Hill and buried his head in his arms, "I remember, tell me, what's going on?"

Hill only felt a tinnitus, and stood there at a loss.