Annuo sat in the yard and looked at the empty street.

Although he has become accustomed to noise, he still prefers quietness.

Almost a week has passed since I danced with Harley in the middle of the dance floor.

Halle and Ferrona's tailoring shop was just a hit. On the first day, they received more than 100 Florida deposits, and the previous clothes were too strong to be worth two Florida.

Ferona looked at these golden Floras and hugged Halle excitedly for a long time.

Waiting for Ferrona and Halle will be a very hard time.

After the exhibition, Verocchio Studio called Lawrence and several brothers held a banquet with Verocchio, the teacher, as a family gathering.

For the first time, Verocchio drank too much in front of these students, drunk and cried ugly.

If it were normal for the two brats, Girandayo and Perugino, would have been joking with Anno, but this time, facing the sad and unable to do so, everyone could not say a word of silentness.

At the end of the party, Verocchio kicked Anno and the others out of Verocchio's studio.

Then he stood at the door and covered his face and shouted: "Everyone has made my name come out for me. You are students of Weishi!"

Anno, Botticelli, Perugino and Gilanda were lying or sitting on the ground, with a smile on their faces, but tears couldn't stop flowing out.

They understood that Verocchio was to let them leave here without any burden and embrace their own and better future.

Perugino packed up his things the next day and set off on his own trip.

Girandayo and Botticelli were still "stricken" in the studio for a few days.

Anno and Giranda had a chat. Giranda wanted to open his own studio in Florence. Although they were not as famous as Anno, they still had a certain social status.

Verocchio was not as energetic as before, and was called "cheerful uncle" by Leonardo da Vinci, but became a little sad and devoted more time to artistic creation.

It was already late at night, and Annuo was still sitting in the yard.

Annuo picked up the tea and just wanted to take a sip when he found a leaf fell inside.

He was stunned, but laughed and shook his head, drank the tea and then got up and walked into the room.

.............

January 1, 1470.

Anno customized this day as his birthday because he was picked up by Uncle Fedino and Aunt Anna from the rainy wasteland on January 1, 1465.

It didn't rain today, and Annuo planned to go out to relax. There were many things happening during this period, which made his thinking a little incoherent.

The air after the rain was very fresh. Since Annuo entered the art world, he was full of the pungent smell of oil paintings. Occasionally, he came out like this and it was fresh.

Instead of choosing to take a carriage, he rented a horse and ran by the river.

Anno and Verocchio have learned riding skills and their skills are pretty good.

He touched the horse's neck and sat down: "Hurry up, pony, hurry up."

The cold wind blew on Annuo's face with water vapor, and the fog was misty. This cold feeling would make him feel more awake.

There are countless orders for various banquets and gatherings recently, which is about to annoy Annuo.

He raised his head and breathed a sigh of relief.

Maybe you should take less orders.

Or let Manrio grow up quickly!

As for yourself... let's make some really luxurious jewelry in your spare time.

He hates a life that is too tired, and simply put, he is just lazy.

After patting the horse's neck, Anno began to rush back to Florence.

............

Annuo returned to his office and wrote on a piece of paper: It is very important and effective to regulate his emotions, which can relieve anxiety.

He will record almost all his thoughts and thoughts on problems on paper and bind them to read them occasionally. He can not only look back at the past, but also present new thoughts on existing problems, and is also an important means to record his own existence.

Anno often doubts his existence because it is not just the Fedino and Verocchio. After having a certain social status and ability, he also tried to find his past, including the travel of more than a year. In fact, it was not just a simple travel. While Anno was traveling, he was also inquiring about which child named Lawrence Anno had lost.

After all, he had almost no memory for the first ten years. Only the doctor who had seen him had speculated that he was about seventeen years old when he was discovered.

Since I have lost my past, is my future real?

Anno thought about this question and was almost mad at himself.

After all, it is a terrible thing for a normal person to know nothing about his past, his past identity, his past life, and his past interpersonal relationships.

Anno has been searching for it, but has been finding nothing.

He placed the paper at the top of the stack of paper next to him, and Annuo's manuscript had been written for more than a thousand pages.

Dongdongdongdongdong.

"Come in." Annuo sorted out his demeanor and said.

The butler Lu Silan pushed the door and walked in: "Master, this is a letter to you."

Annuo asked, "Who sent the letter?"

"The postman said it was a letter sent by an old woman from the small town of Falgo."

Annuo took the letter and frowned: "Let me see."

Luslan bowed slightly and exited the door.

Annuo tear open his faith.

"My dear young man, Lawrence Anno Falgo."

"How are you doing lately? I heard you have become a big shot in Florence. I am happy for you."

"But I have to tell you the painful and regretful news, Lawrence, my young man."

"Your uncle, Fedino Joe Olicovic Falgo, he is sick and very ill."

"He wants to meet you, so, I ask you, can you go back to Falgou town?"

"Love your aunt, Anna."

Annuo held the letter, feeling a little disbelief, and his hands were trembling.

Uncle Fedino is sick? When I went to see him a month ago, I felt that he looked pretty good, so why did he get sick so quickly?

He slapped the table suddenly: "Luslan!"

Luslan pushed the door open again and said, "Master."

"Prepare my carriage, I'm going to Falgo now."

Annuo stood up and walked out the door.

Luslan followed him: "But, lord, it's almost dark now..."

"It's okay, I can stand the journey at night, so make arrangements quickly." Annuo's words were a little impatient.

"Okay, I understand, lord." Lu Silan could only nod and arrange the carriage.
Chapter completed!