My oil painting is perfect

In the blink of an eye, it was the end of July. During the ten days when Yolan was away, Uncle Payne kept everything in order in the garden. When he took over again, he didn't need to worry too much. He just needed to take care of these growing plants under the sun. Green seedlings, just hope they bloom soon.

Heika, on the other hand, started to get busy for the entrance exam.

Since Philly told him the secret last time, he has often come to Mrs. O'Neill's house to play, going to the piano store with Heika every day, and then returning to the studio to make new pianos.

"By the way, I asked Dorothy for you last time." Heika picked up the piano cloth and wiped the guitar panel, with a smile on his face.

"What?" Fei Li was confused, and poked his head out from behind the piano stand, "What did you ask her?"

"What kind of relationship can two people be if they can't be friends? Guess what she said?" Haika pressed the strings, tapped the frets, and inadvertently made a few percussion sounds.

"You actually said this. Didn't you say it would be a secret?" Fili was shocked, and threw the L-shaped guitar neck wrench towards Heika.

"She said that if you can't be friends, you can still be lovers—" Heika leaned to the left, dropped the wrench on the ground, and continued, "So you like her, I didn't understand last time."

Feili stood up angrily, and punched him in the air, "I thought you understood, I forgot that you are only 15 years old!"

Haika stroked her forehead, her hair grew fast, and a few strands of hair blocked her eyes, "But I didn't say your name, she probably doesn't know that you like her."

Feili breathed a sigh of relief, he didn't want his crush to directly turn into a broken relationship.

"Dorothy also told me a lot about her love affairs, do you want to hear it?"

The expression on his face gradually changed from surprise to curiosity, and he heard Haika gossip about the campus goddess.

Dorothy is very precocious. She has been in love since she was 13 years old. She has good grades and is beautiful. She is the focus of people wherever she goes. Her first boyfriend is Lan Kui Junior High School. But three months later, She got bored and they broke up.

Dorothy has probably had several ex-boyfriends, and she has a lot of experience in love. As long as she likes a boy, she can get her in less than a week. She is a master in love.

"Then what kind of boy does she like?" Philip was dumbfounded, he was a little confused because his goddess rank was too high.

"I don't know." Haika shook his head, very honestly, "Appearance is the first prerequisite."

Feili quickly got a haircut by the window, and looked at himself in various ways, "I think I look pretty handsome, what do you think?"

Haika narrowed his eyes, walked back and forth behind him, and joked, "I think he's handsome too, but I'm almost out of touch..."

Speaking of which, Yolan, Haika, and Feili are the new male gods in Cactus Town.

Although Yolan returned to work in the garden, he was only obsessed with taking care of the flowers and plants, and he hardly met Heika face to face. The two met only occasionally at the gate of the yard, and each rode a bicycle to different places.

Heika was very puzzled, thinking about how he could break the silence between them.

On this day, Yolan came to the garden as usual. In order to increase the fertility of the soil, he carried a small iron bucket and turned over the opposite hillside to pick up dung from the sheep.

Heika dropped the half-finished paper, jumped out of the window, and followed him quietly with a small shovel.

On the huge plain, apart from a few green trees, there were only a few lambs dotted in the distance. Heika stood on the hillside, watching his back gradually shrinking, feeling indescribably lonely.

The plain is huge, he is in the northwest corner, and Haika is in the southeast corner, forming a diagonal line, and they are picking up sheep dung together.

The wind blew through the shallow grass, Yolan bent down, Heika also bent down, the big straw hat covered his face, there was a silent tacit understanding between the two.

"Baa——" Lan Lan walked out of the flock, holding a piece of grass in her mouth, and wandered around Heika. Sheep manure comes out.

"Hahahahahaha!" Seeing this, Haika burst out laughing, it was so cute.

Looking at the figure in the distance, Haika thought to himself, if only that Lan Lan could be so well-behaved.

"Oops--"

As soon as he turned his head, he saw a person tripped by a small iron bucket, the whole person flew up, then fell on his face to the ground, and fell straight into a pile of steaming sheep dung.

"Puchi—" Heika couldn't hold back anymore, he was laughing out of shape, Yolan seemed to have given up struggling, lying on the grass, turned over, and beat his chest with one hand, he didn't know what he was muttering.

As the sun was setting, two people were walking on the hillside carrying small iron buckets, one behind the other. A shadow was stretching in front of them, and Heika stepped on his shadow, step by step.

"Yoran! What's the matter with you?"

Mrs. O'Neill just made dinner and brought it to the small wooden table in the yard. Seeing that his hair was messy and his face and T-shirt were dirty, she asked in surprise.

"Accidentally fell on sheep dung."

Yoran lowered his head, embarrassed.

"Hahahahahahaha..." Dorothy, who was frying pancakes in the kitchen, let out a burst of laughter, squeezed out a whole bottle of salad dressing, and the few people outside were already laughing like crazy.

"What's the matter with you?" Uncle Payne pulled the chair away slightly, "Why don't you go to my house to take a shower first, there seems to be a problem with the water pipe in their house, the water is too small."

When talking about water pipes, Heika and Mrs. O'Neill turned their heads at the same time. Seeing them like this, Yolan figured out the problem. It wasn't because the water was small, but because Heika was an oil painting and couldn't be poured with a lot of water.

"Okay." He scratched his hair, took the key, and turned over the fence.

Heika frowned, put down the fork, and said to Mrs. O'Neill, "Uncle Payne is too small. I'm afraid Yolan can't wear his clothes. I'll go get him a new dress. The denim dress I designed last time Is there any more?"

"It seems that there is one more item. The rest have been ordered." Mrs. O'Neill pondered for a while. "It seems to be in the studio on the second floor. Go and have a look."

So, that night, Yolan had his first denim shirt, and his wet hair fit the line of his face, looking particularly refreshing.

"Still angry?"

Heika leaned outside the door, playing with a bell plant, and asked inside.

Yolan was washing clothes in the bathroom, the sound of running water mixed with human voices, it was hard to hear what he was saying.

In fact, he has been evading this question these days. There are so many things in his heart that it is really difficult to face.

"I still hate you." Yolan wrung out the clothes and threw them into the bicycle, ready to take them back to dry.

Haika paused for a moment, stood up slowly, and said in a very calm voice, "I know. I just want to ask you, this weekend, there will be a small concert on the town street, will you come?"

"do not know."

Yolan dropped these words, and disappeared into the night.