I heard that I am a painter.
Yes, I am amnesia.
Of course, you can also call me Cere, have you seen my paintings?
I saw my paintings in my studio, the colors were strong and the enthusiasm seemed to come out of them.
However, I saw a little heartache, I don’t know if it was an illusion.
I got a call from the gallery and a holographic image appeared, “Cere, the buyer who bought your painting has arrived, you need to come and see the buyer, the car is waiting for you at the door”.
Everything is so unfamiliar, but I can only answer ok.
The gallery is in a floating exhibition hall, full of new world technology, and when I got off the lightning float, I felt that everything was full of fantasy.
Why do buyers want to see me when they buy paintings?
until I saw him.
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It was a friendly greeting. We shook hands politely. When we held hands, I felt like an electric shock. I was absolutely numb. Lots of clips and sounds flashed out. They burrowed into my ears like worms, and I covered my ears, feeling the sharp tinnitus that stimulated my senses.
When I woke up, I was already on the bed in the bedroom, and the moonlight came in through the curtains, and I felt a little cool.
I am a painter, and I am not just a painter.
Maybe it’s innate. When I look directly at someone, my will has a way to penetrate the other’s thinking through the eyes, so as to obtain all the capabilities of the other party.
The after-effect is that I will briefly think that I am the other party and do things that the other party often does. I don’t know what happened during that time. Or rather, what my body does, my will doesn’t know.
I’m a little scared to sleep. After I fall asleep, my memories will keep popping up. I don’t know how many people’s spiritual power I have invaded. I seem to have experienced many lives, ups and downs, ups and downs. I’ve grown, died, I’ve fought and been reborn, I’ve loved and been loved.
Life is so long. Although I have experienced so much, I am like an isolated old man watching the changes of the world and the vicissitudes of life, but I will always be 16 years old.
Who can heal me?
Is it you?