Marvel: I Have Shining Fruit

It was late at night, and Van Gogh, Lan Xingyu and Ibrahimovic were lying together with their heads turned inwards.The two of them and the beast looked up at the stars together, looking at the beautiful night sky that would be difficult to see again in future generations.

Originally at Kamal Taj, Lan Xingyu could still see such a beautiful night.Although Tony's family also lived in the suburbs, the night sky was never so beautiful.

"It turns out that this little guy's four little feet are white." Van Gogh was still a little drunk and spoke intermittently.

"Hey, hey, yesterday, this little guy moved too fast. It was late again, so I didn't see clearly, hehe." Van Gogh said, still preparing to silence Ibrahimovic's head.

Not to mention that the masturbation Xingyu mentioned was really comfortable, Van Gogh thought to himself.

While touching Van Gogh, he said: "Sorry, little one, did I scare you yesterday?"

"Eeeeeee" Ibrahimovic called a few times and waved his small front hand to show that he didn't care.

But this action made Van Gogh, who was masturbating him, very cute.

"Oh my god, you are so cute," Van Gogh said intoxicatedly.

Ibrahimovic looked at the middle-aged uncle who was blushing and looking at it. Ibrahimovic said that he was panicked.This uncle won't do anything cruel and cruel to me, right? Wuwuwuwuwuwu, master, save me.

Thinking about Ibrahimovic, I escaped from Van Gogh's grasping hand.With a high-speed movement, he ran into Lan Xingyu's arms.Well, they were less than one meter apart just now, but Ibrahimovic still moved at high speed.It is conceivable that Ibrahimovic was really scared.

He looked at Ibrahimovic who ran into his arms and didn't dare to show his head.Lan Xingyu is funny.

"Little fool, Van Gogh just wants to rub your hair." Lan Xingyu said with a smile.But he didn't let go of Ibrahimovic, but just held him like this.One hand stroked Ibrahimovic.Ah, so cool

"Van Gogh, what does this starry sky look like in your eyes?" Lan Xingyu suddenly said curiously.

He was curious about what the scenery in Van Gogh's eyes looked like.It is from this perspective that we can draw those masterpieces that have been handed down from generation to generation.

When Van Gogh heard a sentence, it seemed as if a conversation box had been opened.He began to introduce the beautiful scenery he saw to Lan Xingyu.

"Xingyu, do you know that the night sky is not completely dark?" Van Gogh said.

"The wind spins into a whirlpool in the sky, flowing in blue and black. The stars are shining, burning, and stirring in it." Van Gogh silently described the starry sky he saw.

It describes a magnificent picture for Lan Xingyu. This beautiful scenery comes from Van Gogh's eyes and also comes from all things in the world.

Listening to Van Gogh's description, Lan Xingyu remembered the last song of Van Gogh's Starry Night trilogy.

Lan Xingyu suddenly felt a little envious of Van Gogh's eyes, and then he saw that his own Sharingan added several skills to himself.What's the use besides being able to drive a Gundam?

You are already invincible, what difference does it make if you add a few more skills? Anyway, you are invincible.

It would be fine if Gundam didn't use the metamaterial to make one. If it hadn't been for Onisuke's gift.Lan Xingyu said that even if I starve to death and jump from here, no one outside will like these eyes.

Nothing in the night

I am the dividing line

Lan Xingyu got up in a daze, washed up and picked up Eevee who was still sleeping.While stroking, he staggered towards the living room downstairs.

Lan Xingyu walked into the living room and saw what Van Gogh was writing.Curious Lan Xingyu came to Van Gogh and asked: "Good morning Van Gogh, what are you writing?" Van Gogh said.

"Oh, Hi Xingyu. I'm writing a letter. After all, I have to leave here. I plan to write a letter to my family members who still care about me." Van Gogh said.

Lan Xingyu saw that Van Gogh was a little depressed and comforted him: "Don't worry, Van Gogh. If you want to come back, I can send you back. This is not difficult for me." Lan Xingyu said.

This is a fact. As long as Lan Xingyu's "gate" is a place where Lan Xingyu has been, even the immortal grandfather can go there, let alone this place.

"Well, thank you Xingyu," Van Gogh thanked.

"By the way, this is breakfast. I've already finished it." As he said this, Van Gogh pushed some bread to Lan Xingyu.

Lan Xingyu was not polite, sat down with Ibrahimovic in his arms and started eating.

Seeing Lan Xingyu eating so happily, Van Gogh felt relieved.He was also afraid that Lan Xingyu wouldn't be able to get used to it.

But then Van Gogh's attention was attracted by Ibrahimovic.Looking at Ibrahimovic who was still sleeping, Van Gogh asked: "Hey Xingyu. Do you know what Ibrahimovic eats?"

"It can eat whatever we eat without worry. But what it needs most now is the ability to regulate its body." Lan Xingyu said.

To be honest, Lan Xingyu keeps jerking off Ibrahimovic, not just for his own pleasure.Instead, he is using his own power to channelize the power in Ibrahimovic's body.And Lan Xingyu is also trying to use his own power to strengthen Ibrahimovic.

However, Lan Xingyu's strengthening process is very comfortable, which is why Ibrahimovic has not woken up yet.

Then Van Gogh went out to send a letter, and Lan Xingyu continued to eat breakfast and stroke Eevee.Unfortunately, it didn't take long for Ibrahimovic to wake up, and Lan Xingyu turned into a baby, feeding and stroking Ibrahimovic at the same time.

Why do you ask why Lan Xingyu doesn't eat? It's a joke to eat. Where can I play Ibrahimovic? The important thing is eating and playing Ibrahimovic. Lan Xingyu decisively chose to play Ibrahimovic.It wasn't long before Van Gogh returned.

"How are you ready for your new life?" Lan Xingyu asked.

"Well, I don't know whether I'm excited or scared." Van Gogh said while holding a suitcase.That's right, it's a suitcase, and it contains everything belonging to Van Gogh.

"Okay, let's go." Lan Xingyu waved his hand and opened the portal, then threw Van Gogh's luggage into his space pocket.He took Van Gogh into the portal.

I am the dividing line

A portal appeared in a deserted alley next to the Musée d'Orsay in Paris.A very cute child holding a small pet and a bearded old man stepped out of the portal one after another.

That's right, these are Lan Xingyu and Van Gogh who have returned from traveling across the universe.

Lan Xingyu was a little excited and ran out of the alley with Van Gogh and came to the Musée d'Orsay.

"Where are we?" Van Gogh asked.

"This is my gift for you to come to me. This is Paris in 2010, and this is the magnificent Musée d'Orsay. Many masterpieces handed down from generation to generation are collected here," Lan Xingyu said.

"Wow, that's great," Van Gogh exclaimed.

"Let's go, I'll take you in and have a look." With that, Lan Xingyu took Van Gogh into the Musée d'Orsay.

Van Gogh, led by Lan Xingyu, visited these masterpieces handed down from generation to generation.Feeling inferior, she clenched her hands and walked forward cautiously.

Just like this, when he walked to the display booth of his works, Van Gogh couldn't believe his eyes.

He was surprised to see people of different skin colors and ages quietly admiring his works.

Lan Xingyu opened his hands in front of Van Gogh, indicating to Van Gogh that these are your works.

Van Gogh put down his tightly clenched hands and felt everything with his eyes.

Lan Xingyu called the old curator again and asked beside Van Gogh: "Uncle curator, can you tell me what position Van Gogh holds in the history of art?"

Just as Lan Xingyu finished asking, Van Gogh looked over.Eyes full of surprise

When the old curator saw that a child was so interested in his idol, he began to seriously say to Lan Xingyu: "It's hard to explain clearly in one sentence or two, but to me, he is the most outstanding painter in history. none of them."

Hearing this, Van Gogh's eyes turned red.Excited and complicated tears accumulated in his eyes.

The old curator continued: "He was the most famous and greatest painter in any period. His mastery of color is unparalleled. He transformed the suffering he suffered in life into passionate beauty on the canvas."

The old curator paused and continued: "Pain is easy to express, but how to combine passion and pain to express the passion, joy, and magnificence of the world. It is unprecedented, and perhaps unprecedented."

Hearing this, a tear fell from the corner of Van Gogh's eyes as he listened to the old curator's explanation of his works.I feel that I am finally recognized and understood by the public.This was a dream that he couldn't realize even in his wildest dreams. He didn't expect it to come true in the future.

The old curator continued: "Wandering in the fields of Provence, he is not only the greatest artist in the world, but he is also great as an individual."

At this time, Van Gogh was crying like a baby. This must be the feeling of recognition he has longed for.

Lan Xingyu saw Van Gogh crying and wanted to comfort him.

"I'm fine," Van Gogh said.

He came to the old curator and hugged him excitedly. He also kissed the old curator's cheek excitedly and said, "Thank you, thank you sir."

Before the old curator could react, he responded reflexively: "You're welcome, you're welcome."

After Van Gogh finished speaking, he turned around.He said apologetically: "Sorry, I should shave." With that, Van Gogh and Lan Xingyu walked away.

When the old curator saw that the matter was over and was about to leave, he suddenly stopped.That person looked familiar just now, but after thinking about the old curator, he couldn't remember where he had seen him before.The person I wanted to find again no longer knew where he was.

Maybe he was overthinking it. The old curator shook his head and left.

And when he walked away, an oil painting was revealed next to him.And that oil painting is really Van Gogh's self-portrait.