Everything I Draw Wants to Kill Me.

## Everything I draw wants to kill me >When I entered school at the age of six, my teacher said that ink painting is to express what is in my heart. >Ten years later, during the assessment, the black eagle I drew suddenly turned around and pecked my eyes. >"Your heart is lying." The examiner looked at him coldly. >At the moment of life and death, I suddenly remembered that the teacher was poisoned after asking those words. >The green scale wristbands exposed from the examiner's sleeves are exactly the same color as the teacher's nails when he was poisoned.