[Full-time] The oil painting version of Huang Shaotian is so handsome

Accompanied by agency personnel, Mu Shiyu saw his mother in the hospital.

In the only remaining memory, my mother especially likes to wear long skirts, and her hair is simply pulled aside, simple but plain.

But this time, my mother was uncharacteristically dressed in a black windbreaker, without makeup, and came to the hospital with her bare face. The only thing that remained the same as before was the gentle look in her eyes.

"Shiyu, I'm sorry, I didn't fulfill my duties as a mother," she said.

Mu Shiyu looked down at the gravel under his feet, and ignored her mother for a long time.

They all said that her mother did too much to her, but she didn't remember anything about it, even her mother's kindness to her was completely forgotten.So in a sense, mother and she are completely familiar strangers.

The stranger said sorry to her, what should I say?

Seeing that she hadn't spoken for a long time, her mother vaguely seemed to have guessed something, but she still asked with a little luck: "Shiyu, don't you have anything to say to me?"

Mu Shiyu shook his head hesitantly.

She saw tears gradually welling up in her mother's eyes, but she was helpless about all this.

"Okay, then I won't force you." Mother suppressed her tears, smiled, and said goodbye to Mu Shiyu solemnly.

【goodbye】

After seeing his mother, the people from the agency began to go through the adoption procedures for Mu Shiyu.Because the approval process is very complicated, even if the adoptive father called many times to remind them, they still took it easy.

In fact, Mu Shiyu could have been discharged from the hospital a long time ago, but because they kept procrastinating, she spent the whole summer in the hospital.

So on the day the formalities were completed, the adoptive father felt relieved.

He was finally able to bring his lovely adopted daughter home, and let her call him adoptive father in an open and honest manner.

Thinking that Mu Shiyu had been in the hospital for so long and finally got out of the hospital, he had to take her out for a stroll.Besides, it was early autumn, and wearing a hat would neither be hot nor abrupt, so I took her out.

The adoptive father handed Mu Shiyu a woolen hat: "Let's go to the Pompidou Center and take you to meet someone by the way."

Mu Shiyu tilted his head curiously, gestured in sign language, and asked who that person was.

"My ex-girlfriend, she is good at painting." The adoptive father explained calmly, "She has a studio over there, and I will take you to pick out some paints you like."

The ex-girlfriend's name was Amy, and she was wearing a black overalls.After hearing clearly what the two of them came for, she snorted coldly at her ex-boyfriend: "Leave this little girl, you can leave now."

When he looked at Mu Shiyu, he changed his face, and he was handing water and cakes with great enthusiasm, but it seemed that the adoptive father on the side was a little lonely.

"This is my painting tool buddies, you can take a look at it, if you like it, pick it up and paint on the paper to try the feel." Amy pointed to Mu Shiyu's painting tool box.

The two studied the painting tools for a while, and after a while they studied the paints, without any scruples about the man next to him who knew nothing about oil painting.

Do not die in silence, but explode in silence.

When Amy proposed to take Shiyu to see her picture album, the adoptive father who had been neglected for a long time finally spoke, and he once again emphasized his purpose of coming here: "Honey, I just want to bring her to you to buy some paints, But he didn’t say that he wanted to keep Shiyu here.”

"Isn't it better to stay with me to paint and sketch than to stay with you?" Amy looked at him coldly.

This makes sense, Amy is a serious artist after all, the kind who often travels to various places to collect folk songs.Painting with her is indeed better than staying at home.

The adoptive father finally wanted to struggle, so he asked the adoptive daughter for her opinion.

Faced with the adoptive father's question, Mu Shiyu nodded, expressing that he wanted to stay here to draw, because she didn't want to stay at home and felt bored.After gesturing, he smiled at his adoptive father, hoping that he would agree with him.

That being the case, her adoptive father had no choice but to agree that she would come here to sketch every day until the university started.

The first condition for the adoptive father to pick a girlfriend is to have a good personality, it doesn't matter what the face is, the most important thing is to have an interesting soul.

Although Mu Shiyu had doubts, did his adoptive father choose this as a prerequisite because he was afraid that the other party would become entangled after the breakup.But it is undeniable that among the ex-girlfriends she has met, they all have good personalities. Some of them heard that their ex-boyfriend adopted an adopted daughter, and even brought gifts to visit her.

The same is true for Amy, who has a very straightforward personality. After breaking up, she still kept in touch with her adoptive father, otherwise she wouldn't have dragged Shiyu to paint in her studio.

A week later, Mu Shiyu came to the studio as usual, but saw that Amy had changed from her usual black overalls to a floral dress.

"I'm going to sketch in the square today, do you want to come together?" Amy asked her, turning around in front of her by the way, "Does it look good?"

She nodded.

"Then let's go." Amy carried her painting box effortlessly, and brought Mu Shiyu to the square in front of the Center Pompidou.

There are a lot of street performers gathered in the square, they are performing their own music, and many people around are admiring and nodding their heads from time to time.

There are also painters like Amy, who paint portraits of tourists and the factory-like exterior of the Center Pompidou.

Amy is naturally the former, because her studio is next to the Pompidou, so the Pompidou is tired of painting for her.

Mu Shiyu was afraid that others would discover his hidden disease, so he tugged on Amy's sleeve and signaled her with his eyes that he wanted to sit under the big tree next to him for a while.Amy agreed, and then followed Mu Shiyu to the shade with the painting box.

She watched Amy skillfully open the painting box and took out her painting partners, a little puzzled.

"You count me as half a student now. As a teacher, you have to give students a gift." The French woman full of style fiddled with the paint and said to her in a volume that can only be heard by two people. Being a model will not be rejected. Others have discovered your little shortcomings.

That being the case, Mu Shiyu was too embarrassed to decline the other party's kindness. An Sheng chose a comfortable seat and sat down, staring blankly at the sky above Amy's head.

Suddenly something flashed through her mind.

It was the same as the dream I had a few months ago, it was still the yellow-haired boy, but this time his outline was very immature, he looked like he was six or seven years old.He is also sitting under the same sky, sitting in a well-behaved manner, as if he is also acting as a model for others

I don't know why, it's just a picture, but Mu Shiyu knows that he is working as a model, just like himself now.

She tried to think of something again, even if she recalled that person's youthful appearance, it was better than not remembering anything at all.

But until Amy finished her portrait, she still couldn't recall any memories.