My oil painting is perfect

"you……"

Yolan was very shocked when he saw the incredible scene in front of him. Haika suddenly disappeared in front of his eyes. He hurriedly dived into the water and searched for Haika, but he swam all over the water and found no one.

"How is this possible?!" He slapped the waves violently, roaring in panic, as if a heavy beat had landed in his heart.

Finally he picked up the oil painting floating on the water, a young man walking among the grass, with an elegant and pure smile, and that hairstyle happened to be the brush head he gave Haika that day. He was very familiar with this painting, it was his that day He suddenly recalled that afternoon a few days ago in the picture his subordinates drew.

Haika looked at him nervously, and suddenly said, "What do you think of that oil painting? Actually, I..."

Only now did he know what the second half of the sentence was, and there was a bang in his head, and he had a severe headache.

"Actually, I am that oil painting."

Heika's voice repeatedly appeared in his ears, and he closed his eyes in the lake, letting the water push him forward.

That afternoon, he didn’t climb up to the shore until he was exhausted in the lake. Yuri and his party went back long ago, leaving him alone on the country road in a trance, even forgetting to ride his bicycle back.

And that painting stayed quietly under a big tree until dark.

"What—"

Lan Lan didn't go with the flock, but came to the tree alone. There were still a few grasses left at the corner of her mouth, and she rubbed her head against the painting, as if she was acting like a spoiled child.

After a while, Lan Lan was very surprised to find that "Heika" still ignored him.

Seeing that the night was coming, Lan Lan ran around, but no one came to take Heika away. She had an idea, picked up the painting and ran down the hillside. She knew where Mrs. O'Neill's house was.

Half an hour later, Lan Lan managed to sneak into the yard with the sea card in her mouth. She didn't see the figure of the owner, so she stood at the door and kept barking.

"Mea-baa-"

"Who is it?" Mrs. O'Neill just came out of the bathroom after taking a shower. When she heard voices outside, she pushed open the door impatiently.

"Hai Ka!" After seeing Lan Lan holding "Hai Ka" in her mouth, she quickly hugged Lan Lan into the house.

"What's the matter? Why are you all soaked?" Mrs. O'Neill hurriedly lit the fireplace. The humidity was too heavy. It had never been like this before.

Heika is very fragile and cannot be exposed to strong direct sunlight, nor can it be drenched by a lot of water, so special attention should be paid in summer.

But she asked, but no one answered her, what happened today, the only witness was the sheep, but she couldn't understand what it said.

"I don't know if anyone saw it on the road. I hope only you and I know his real identity." She was baking Haika while talking to Lan Lan, but the temperature in the room was too high, and it only felt itchy.

Lan Lan scratched her head and spent the night like this. Uncle Pope came to look for it the next day.

After that day, Heika stayed in the oil painting for a week and couldn't come out, because he was soaked in water for too long.

Day three.

"Heika!"

Dorothy came to Mrs. O'Neill's house with a new cold drink. Today she was going to make up his third year of junior high school, but he didn't go out much recently, so she had to come to see him at home.

"He went to play with his relatives again." Mrs. O'Neill answered, holding the scissors and looking up from a pile of fabrics on the table.

"Which relative, is it fun there? Take me there next time too!" Dorothy simply sat aside and watched her cut the fabric. Since she wore that dress to the party last time, her popularity in school has risen. , became the new campus goddess of Lankui High School, so Mrs. O'Neill's orders soared.

"When will he come back?" Dorothy flipped through the notes, "He owes ten math papers, and he hasn't studied much recently. Even if he is a genius, he might fail the entrance exam if he doesn't review!"

"There are still a few days left. When he comes back, I will definitely teach him a lesson. He has been too playful recently!" Mrs. O'Neill cut off the thread and lowered her head, thinking in her heart, I would like to call him back, but he has been sleeping in the oil painting , just can't get out.

Day [-].

Uncle Payne came across from the opposite side with a potted plant in his arms, and found that the seedlings in the garden were almost withered, so he quickly picked it up.

Watering cans refilled them.

"Yoran!" He searched all over the garden, but did not see him.

"I haven't been here for a few days. I wonder what's wrong with this child?" Mrs. O'Neill was eating a sandwich. She couldn't take care of many things in the garden, and she was a little anxious.

"It's okay, I'm here to help him take care of it these few days. Speaking of which, I haven't seen him for a long time. A few days ago we planted roses together. After that, I went outside the town to collect seeds. Did he come? Looking for Heika to play?"

"No, Haika also went to play with relatives recently."

Speaking of Heika, Mrs. O'Neill frowned. It has been the fifth day, and Heika still hasn't woken up.

"Don't worry, I asked Dorothy to go to the street to see, he may just be busy."

Seventh day.

For several days, there was no news from Heika and Yolan, and Dorothy was almost bored to death.

This day she came to Mrs. O'Neill's house again.

"Heika!"

As usual, I brought two glasses of cold drinks, but the color was indeed black. I heard that some berries were added. I thought that Heika would not be seen, but a few minutes later, the window opened, and he was wearing a dark blue shirt. Sitting on the windowsill, he called out, "Here it is!"

"You're back! Let me tell you that this is a cold drink I made according to the secret method. It must be better than the previous ones!"

"Pfft!" He took it, took a sip, and spit it out instantly, "It's too bitter! What did you put in?"

Anyway, the drink she made has never tasted good, and Haika is no longer surprised by it. After drinking it calmly, he turned over

He jumped out of the window, put the cup on the wooden table, and asked lightly, "Have you seen Yolan these days?"

Dorothy shook her head, Yoran seemed to have disappeared, and he was not found on the street.

She looked at Heika who was sitting on the steps, half of the sun was covered by the shade of the tree, and the other half hit the sharp-edged face lightly, adding a touch of unruliness.

For some reason, she clearly felt that Heika was not happy at all, and looked a lot more haggard than before.

"Hey! We can hold a fashion show. Aren't we going to release a batch of clothes in a few days? This can promote your brand, so that people from all over the cactus will come to customize clothes. What a big deal!"

To cheer him up, Dorothy came up with the idea, "How about you being a male model and I being a female model, isn't it great?"

"But we haven't even thought of a brand name yet." He smiled lazily, obviously interested, "What should we call it?"

"O'Neal & Heika?"

At this time, Mrs. O'Neill also came to the yard, and tentatively said a name, "I think everyone else takes the initials of the designer."

"Too ordinary!" Dorothy immediately vetoed, she pointed her chin with her finger, "How about calling it a retro fairy?"

"No!" Haika waved his hand, "We also designed men's clothing, it's too limited."

Several people argued endlessly in the garden, and finally reached a consensus.

"Then it's called Garden Lover!" Haika slapped the table and began to design the logo.

Eighth day.

Haika finished drawing the design and color matching in the morning, and went to the street piano shop to practice piano in the afternoon.

According to his progress, he doesn't need to come every day, and he has almost finished practicing the elementary songs.After practicing the piano every day, he would wander the streets of the town, looking forward to meeting Yolan by chance, but when he looked in from the barber shop, he didn't see the figure who used to hold the scissors.

In fact, he didn't know that Yolan had only cut Heika's hair in the past 18 years.

Just walking home in such a daze, he met Feili.

"Heika, what's the matter with you?" Feili was carrying the violin-making tools on his back. He just came back from other places and was going back to the studio right now.

"I'm not in a good mood." Haika said frankly when he saw him.

"Go, go to my place to play."

So the two chatted all the way, and came to the cabin hundreds of meters away from his home.

The studio is not big, and it is filled with all kinds of wood, including red pine and spruce, which are used to make guitar tops, and rosewood and mahogany, which are used to make pianos The neck and the headstock, Heika looked around inside, and felt that his mood didn't seem so bad anymore.

"Don't look at the guitar I made last time, it took a lot of effort. I worked for a whole month before I succeeded in making the first guitar, all of which are made of high-quality spruce Wood, I just ruined it."

Feli chatted while introducing various tools to him.

"However, I believe that if I keep working hard, I will definitely be able to make the best guitar in the world!"

Haika looked at him with confident and firm eyes, and put his arms around his shoulders, "You will definitely become a great guitar luthier, and we will be famous all over the world together!"

Two teenagers, in a small studio, are full of arrogance.

"By the way, I want to tell you a secret."

Feili suddenly leaned into his ear and whispered.

"What secret?" Heika caught a glimpse of his shy eyes and was very curious.

"I think Dorothy is very beautiful." Felix finished speaking quickly, turning his head to look out the window, "I don't want to be friends with her anymore."

Haika was a little short-circuited for a while. As a non-human being, he still couldn't understand what this sentence meant.

ninth day.

Yoram still didn't show up, and Miss Hauser said he never came back after a big quarrel with Ms. Bertha.

tenth day.

Today is the first fashion show of Cactus Town's independent design brand, and the location is set on the open-air stage of Lankui High School.

Dorothy had already spread the word among her friends a few days ago, so there were so many people present today that it almost filled the entire playground.

"Wow! My God! How can there be such a boy who still looks at me!"

"My God! Dorothy is so beautiful! My goddess!"

"Ahhhhhhh! I really like those clothes, they are so beautiful!"

The audience screamed one after another, and Mrs. O'Neill did not expect that it would be so hot.

"Next, I announce that the Garden Lover fashion show has officially started!"

Mrs. O'Neill shook her head wildly, threw the microphone off the stage, and swayed to the music.

"The first one to appear is the new generation of beautiful teenage models——Heika!"

With Haika wearing a black V-neck shirt, clean cut denim ripped shorts, and light blue straps flying on his arms, he walked slowly from behind confidently and elegantly, the audience was boiling, and everyone screamed crazily .

When he walked to the front of the stage, he found a person standing at the front of the stage, looking up at him, his eyes met, with complicated emotions.

That person is Jolan.

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