I, The Occult Painter, Draw The Truth

The young man's feet were shrouded in the white sheets, and he was terrified!

Even though his arm had been twisted off by his father, the fear even made him forget the pain in his arm!

"Ah...no...no!!!"

"Mom... woo... please... help me... dad... help me..."

All his tears and snot came out.

He was so scared.

He was trembling all over, trying to struggle, but his body was tightly held down, and he couldn't break free at all!

The white sheets continued to spread upward, gradually wrapping more young people's bodies.

From the feet, to the calves, and then to the thighs.

The young man couldn't describe what kind of feeling it was, his head was full of fear!

The white bed is pure and flawless, but at this moment it is shocking and chills!

The mother was crying all the time, just like her son, crying until she almost fainted, but her hands were still firmly pressing on her son, and she even helped to send her son's body inside the white sheets...

This is the "guest"!

The "guest" that cannot be refused and cannot be resisted!

finally.

After another tens of seconds, the young man's entire body entered the interior of the white sheet.

It can be seen that he was struggling violently inside the sheet, not knowing what he saw and what he experienced, he screamed in horror.

But the father and mother just watched, both were crying, but there was no way to help.

The screaming stopped abruptly.

But the struggle continued.

However, after only ten seconds, even the struggle disappeared.

Calm is restored inside the white sheets.

After the young man entered, the raised outline that appeared on the bed sheet disappeared.

Young man, a good big living person, just like this, disappeared...

Father and mother, both of them turned pale.

The mother fell directly to the ground, her body trembling like a sieve.

at the same time.

The young man threw the mobile phone on the sofa, and a slightly ironic game voice came out:

"Pentakill!"

Hearing the sound of the game and fell to the ground, the mother, who was at a loss because of her son's disappearance, finally couldn't hold it any longer and burst into tears.

Father also slumped on the ground helplessly.

His face was as white as snow.

His lips trembled, trying to say something, but he couldn't.

their son.

Regardless of whether there is a future.

That is also their heart and soul, the treasure in their palms...

However, just now, right in front of their eyes, they personally gave their son to the devil...

Such a blow is simply unimaginable...

...

...

The time has come to afternoon.

As usual, I packed up and went to my sister's school to pick up my sister from school.

There is no need to rush like in the morning, Chen An walks easily and casually all the way.

While walking, I thought about painting things.

Just at home, he didn't start writing.

Instead, I was thinking carefully about how to draw works with the theme of "world".

This question made Chen An think for a long time.

Various ideas poured out, and finally, Chen An had a rough draft.

At this moment, what Chen An is doing is to perfect the draft as much as possible.

When he was about to arrive at the school, Chen An finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He already had the perfect idea.

It's just about drawing it.

When his sister was about to leave school, Chen An turned back and looked towards the place where he had talked with the beggar in the morning.

It was empty there.

Apparently the beggar had already left.

"I don't know how she will react when she sees "Kiki" tomorrow morning..."

Chen An thought.

Soon.

School is out.

The children rushed out.

Chen An looked back and looked at the school gate. After a while, he finally saw the figure of his sister.

"big brother!"

The little girl happily jumped into Chen An's arms.

"Did anything funny happen today?"

Chen An touched his sister's head and asked softly.

"Well! Today, the teacher took us to play a small game. The game is called 'Wooden Man'..."

Chen An paused slightly, and couldn't help thinking of "Kiki" he had just finished in the morning.

According to the beggar, that little girl named Qiqi also likes to play this game...

Hey……

Chen An sighed slightly in his heart.

What happened to beggars was undoubtedly tragic.

But all he can do is to let him see his daughter again in the painting.

He then returned home with his sister.

He made dinner for his sister and accompanied her for a while. Then, Chen An set off for the pedestrian street.

Of course, before leaving, Chen An still told the little girl in detail the various things that he needed to pay attention to when he was away.

It's something to do every day.

Although repeating, but not doing it, Chen An is not at ease.

Today's part-time job, Chen An brought a blank drawing paper and was going to make a sketch at the convenience store first.

Come back at night and see if the situation continues.

After all, there are still a few days left for the exhibition.

Then, after get off work at night, I'm going to buy a birthday present for the little girl, um, and a cake.

Chen An did not forget.

Today is the little girl's eighth birthday.

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