Looking at the familiar ceiling, Annuo suddenly felt a little funny.
Sure enough, I expected everything to be perfect... Did everything go smoothly for me after being rescued by Uncle Fedino and I lost my sense of crisis?
Leonardo should have been released by now...
An Nuo's left arm was wrapped in a cloth strip and was still aching.
He sat up with his right hand, feeling his lips were a little dry.
Crunch——
Annuo's bedroom door was opened from the outside.
The person who came in was the short boy Manlio, the younger brother of the criminal Suvart.
"Lawrence, sir, you are awake." Manlio came up happily. He seemed to be in high spirits and his skin disease was almost cured.
"Yeah." Annuo nodded, expressionless.
"Lawrence." Verrocchio followed Manlio.
"Has Leonardo been released?" Anno asked impatiently when he saw Verrocchio.
Verrocchio pulled a chair over, sat next to Anno, and patted Anno on the shoulder: "Don't worry, the person who deserves to be punished has been punished, and the person who was wronged has been brought to light.
"
As soon as Verrocchio finished speaking, Leonardo da Vinci walked in.
He pounced on Annuo: "Lawrence!"
Annuo was startled and quickly moved his injured left hand behind him: "Wow, Leonardo, what are you doing!"
Da Vinci raised his head, looking a little haggard, but his eyes were full of energy.
"Thank you...Thank you, Lawrence." Da Vinci felt that he had countless words of gratitude that he wanted to say, but when he saw Annuo's bloodless face with deep bags under his eyes,
, Da Vinci, choked with sobs, only said two thanks.
Then, Leonardo da Vinci lay on Anno's body and cried.
He was also a teenager and had almost never experienced strong winds and waves. When he was rudely arrested and taken to prison by a group of officials, he felt that his life was about to collapse.
However, he was saved.
Lawrence, Verrocchio, Botticelli, and the newly met Manlio.
Annuo sighed, forced a smile, and patted Da Vinci on the back with his right hand.
Then, he thought for a while, raised his head and looked at Verrocchio: "Teacher... I want to exit Verrocchio's studio."
Verrocchio was not surprised at all and answered simply: "Yes."
Annuo smiled with relief, and Verrocchio nodded to him: "I have long wanted to propose that your talents and skills have surpassed me as a teacher, and you can open a studio of your own.
Good choice.”
Leonardo Da Vinci was confused. Why did Lawrence leave Verrocchio's studio after a disagreement?
"Lawrence, why?" Leonardo da Vinci murmured.
Annuo looked out the window and sighed: "Maybe... I want to think more about myself."
Perhaps only Verrocchio and Anno know the real answer.
The name Credy was deeply engraved in the minds of both of them.
An Nuo was just a little frustrated.
It was as if a passionate flame had been sprayed with ice water.
"In short, although Lawrence has left the studio, doesn't he still live here?" Verrocchio comforted Leonardo da Vinci.
"Okay..." Da Vinci, who knew only a little about the truth, still didn't understand why they still looked relaxed even after Lawrence left Verrocchio's studio.