Chapter 1,262 Gift of Painting(1/2)
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Although the kind person didn't seem to say a word on the way, the man wasn't sure if he was immersed in his drunken state and didn't hear anything.
However, the other party obviously did not hesitate at all about his directions.
In other words... good-hearted people can understand what he says!
Very good.
His heartbeat, which had accelerated to the point of being somewhat disordered, slowly returned to normal.
He couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth slightly and looked at the kindhearted person carefully.
He had almost never interacted with foreigners, and since they were so close, it was inevitable that he would be a little curious.
However, it is indeed black.
He could hardly recognize such a person in front of him.
Moreover, he stared into the kind person's eyes for a long time.
Are there too many whites in the eyes?
The pupils are almost invisible.
Watching this in the middle of the night, I was really scared.
He couldn't help but move his eyes downward.
Huh?
What's that on the good Samaritan's arm?
Snake snake snake snake snake... snake?
One on the left and one on the right?!
The man felt that he had a myocardial infarction.
What's this?
accessories?
He twitched the corners of his mouth stiffly.
Good-hearted people really like snakes.
Just now he saw that the kindhearted man also had snake-shaped earrings hanging on his ears.
It matches the one on the arm.
…
"Hiss~"
Looking at the four snakes baring their fangs at him, his expression went blank for a moment.
The scream was stuck in his throat.
Yes yes yes yes yes...it's a real snake!
…
He almost jumped off the sofa.
"Bang~"
His foot kicked the coffee table and made a loud noise.
It's quite a thrilling feeling on a quiet night.
However, the man's attention was completely attracted by the severe pain in his feet.
Severe pain comes from the nerve endings in the toes.
He was so painful that tears flowed out.
Damn, it hurts so much.
He couldn't help but utter a curse word.
…
After the pain finally dissipated, the man was no longer so frightened when he saw the snake again.
What are you panicking about?
If the cost of panic is severe pain, then he'd better not panic.
Moreover, these snakes have been staying obediently on the good-hearted people, looking tame.
It should be fine if he doesn't get close.
Thinking of this, he even looked at the snakes calmly for a while.
He found that the ones on his left ear and left arm were green snakes, and the ones on his right ear and right arm were red snakes.
Quite symmetrical.
No, he frowned, can a kind-hearted person walk on the street like this?
Are you really not going to be asked to talk?
It suddenly dawned on him. Could it be that some kind-hearted person came out to "walk" the snake on a rainy night?
As a result, I ran into trouble with him.
Thinking of this, a look of sarcasm appeared on his face.
I always feel that I have caused a lot of trouble to the other party.
"that……"
The other party remained silent, which made him a little at a loss.
He speculated that there would be well-meaning people who could understand Chinese but not speak it?
But then he doesn’t know how to communicate with the other party?
His head became increasingly dizzy.
After briefly waking up just now, I am now even more dizzy.
By the way, towels!
He suddenly thought of his previous worries.
Because I was surprised by the foreigner's identity, I forgot to confirm the other person's condition.
This is also because the other party is too dark, otherwise you can tell at a glance whether he has been wet by the rain.
He suddenly understood why the kindhearted people wore snakes on their bodies.
How eye-catching.
Although he thinks it would be better for a kind person to wear eye-catching clothes?
He was so dark, and he was wearing a black skirt.
He looked ahead, but saw no good Samaritan.
He was startled and tried his best to open his eyes wide, thinking that the good Samaritan was too dark and he didn't see it.
It turned out that the kind-hearted person was indeed not in front of him.
he:?!
He looked around subconsciously.
Then I saw a kind person at his work desk.
...
The kind man looked down at something.
Although he couldn't see clearly from a distance, he knew what the well-meaning people were looking at.
It's his drawing.
He is an artist in the company.
I usually upload my paintings online and take on some jobs to earn some extra money.
His dream is to publish a book of his own illustrations.
His eyes suddenly lit up.
The costume of the good Samaritan fits the theme of a series of interjections he has been painting recently.
Weird, gorgeous, and a little scary.
...
Inexplicably, he felt stronger again.
To be continued...