Chapter 565 Watch me do a live broadcast for you!
Yan Laiyi closed the door.
The only light in the room was blocked, and the only source of light that could be felt was the little bit of light seeping through the thick curtains.
She stood in the darkness for a while to adjust herself, then vaguely saw the outline of the room. She walked to the window and opened it a crack.
The light slanted in and illuminated the dark room, and finally the entire layout of the room could be seen clearly.
The room is very large, filled with all sorts of novel and beautiful dolls, and on the walls and tables are many autographed photos of sweet and beautiful girls.
There are also many sisters she sees on TV.
And the clothes he is wearing now are printed with the portraits of two-dimensional girls.
Yan Laiyi stared at these beautiful dolls with a bit of envy.
This room is really nice.
But the strange thing is that Uncle Yan Wujiu stayed in such a room full of the love of beautiful girls, and the air seemed to be filled with pink bubbles, but he sat dejectedly on the chair, with no light in his eyes, and the pink bubbles seemed to have been popped.
There are also many drawing boards on the floor.
The paintings on it are all distorted patterns.
There is a very beautiful painting among them.
It is a gray and barren city.
She picked it up and asked curiously: "Uncle, where did you draw this picture?"
Yan Wujiu fell on the sofa: "My brain."
What is your intention?
brain?
She looked at the painting that was like a ball of glutinous rice, and it was nothing but chaos.
Is this his brain?
She was very curious: "Uncle, can there be a city inside the brain?"
Yan Wujiu's eyes were unfocused, and the last bit of energy he had was gone. He sat there blankly without answering.
Yan Laiyi felt a little reluctant to see him like this.
Suddenly, she noticed a revolver lying on his desk.
Yan Laiyi bent down to take a look.
There's a bullet inside.
She was frightened and quickly moved away from the gun.
She watched foreign gunfight movies with Gu Huai.
A revolver with one bullet in it is mostly used to play the legendary Russian roulette.
One person fires one gun, there is only one bullet, it is a gamble on probability.
This is a suicidal act.
Yan Wujiu actually wanted to commit suicide?
She was terrified and tried to pick the bullet out with her little hands, but she wasn't very good at it, so she could only put it back awkwardly. She pretended to be casual and asked, "Uncle, our school is holding an art exhibition in the next two days. Every grade will be showing their own paintings, and we need parents to accompany us. Chen An, Uncle, and Wei Yang's mother all have work and can't come. Uncle Xiao Yu hasn't returned yet, and except for Uncle Yan Fengsheng, no one else can accompany me. So... do you want to come with me? Aren't you good at painting?"
She looked at him expectantly.
Unfortunately, Yan Wujiu stared blankly ahead, as if his soul had been drained out: "No, I don't want to go anywhere. I can't go anywhere."
Yan Laiyi: "..."
Seeing him with his unshaven beard and in his pajamas, and with a lot of uneaten washed fruit on the table, she felt a little sad: "You're in a bad mood, aren't you?"
Yan Wujiu looked at her blankly: "No."
What? No, he was clearly not feeling well.
Yan Laiyi looked back at the pistol and said tentatively, "Uncle, come with me. Let's get some fresh air outside. Maybe you'll feel better."
Yan Wujiu said indifferently, "I don't want to. I just want to stay in this mental hospital and don't want to contact anyone."
He said lazily, "And you just saw it. When I encounter something unpleasant outside, I get angry and become like a madman. I don't want to go anywhere."
After a pause, he smiled sinisterly: "I am just a madman."
Yan Wujiu looked up at her again: "Stay with me, Yiyi, I miss you."
Yiyi choked and took a few steps back in fear.
She had another idea, "I have an idea!"
Yan Wujiu tilted his head, puzzled: "What's the idea?"
Yan Laiyi excitedly said, "Can you answer my call that day? I'll show you our exhibition while I'm live streaming. I'll ask Spider to help me set it up, and I'll also buy an anti-shake stand so you can see things without shaking and the picture will be very clear. Then you can project the screen onto your computer, and it will be like watching a live broadcast. Then I'll take you to see my paintings! Okay!"
Yan Wujiu leaned back on the sofa, his lifeless eyes finally emitting a little light: "Okay."
Yan Laiyi's eyebrows lit up with joy: "Then let's do this! Remember to answer the phone tomorrow!"
She picked up the painting again and said, "Uncle, can you give this to me?"
Yan Wujiu nodded, forcing himself to cheer up a bit: "I'll sign it for you so you can sell it for money."
Yiyi shook her head: "No, no, no! Just use this one. I'll be leaving now. Thank you for giving me this. Bye."
Yan Wujiu's raised hand froze in mid-air, and he stared blankly at her as she walked away.
The spider at the door was trembling with fear. He accidentally made an eye contact with Yan Wujiu, quickly avoided his gaze, snatched the words from Yan Laiyi's hand, and walked away quickly with her.
Yan Wujiu slowly withdrew his hand and sat dejectedly on the chair. Thinking of the little girl's energetic appearance, he finally raised the corners of his mouth.
Spider was still frightened. He held the painting and Yan Laiyi between his arms. "My dear lady, you are the first person who dares to hang around him when he is sick. You have no idea how terrifying Yan Wujiu is when he is sick! You better have something very important! Otherwise, it's not worth the risk!"
Yan Laiyi was pinned under her armpits and said in a baby voice, "What I'm holding is a painting I want to give to my uncle. I have to modify it for him!"
Spider's mouth twitched. "Painting?"
She nodded excitedly: "Yes, isn't there an art exhibition the day after tomorrow? I plan to modify this painting at home and take it to the exhibition as a surprise for him."
Yan Laiyi looked up at Spider curiously: "What happened to you guys when my uncle was sick before?"
Spider shuddered at the thought: "Stay away from him. He's in a bad mood at that time, and he's also having hallucinations and tinnitus. Even if you stand in front of him, he won't recognize you."
After a pause, she muttered in surprise, "However, he was able to recognize you. Is this the legendary blood relationship? But I heard that Yan Wujiu didn't recognize Miss Yan Weiyang when he saw her. You seem to be very special."
Yiyi was a little happy: "Yiyi is special?"
No wonder it took her a long time to recognize her when her uncle looked at her just now. It turned out that when he was sick, he basically didn't recognize anyone.
Spider said sadly: "You know, our eldest brother had a trauma when he was a child, and he gets sick every year at this time."
Because he will be sent to the laboratory during the summer vacation.
Yiyi frowned in sympathy, then clenched her fists in anger: "One day, Yiyi will kill Xie Wanning with her own hands and avenge my mother and uncle's lost childhood!"
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