My oil painting is perfect

From that day on, Heika disappeared.

The whole world seemed to be quiet, and Mrs. O'Neill's garden became extremely deserted for a while.

People who should be working did not come here, but were playing with friends in other places, people who should be making cold drinks here, did not come here, but were busy dating new boyfriends, people who should come here for dinner, Hard at work in the studio, clinging to the guitar all day.

Only Uncle Payne was left in the yard, and he would come here to take care of it occasionally. Even Mrs. O'Neill went to her sister's house for vacation. No one could find Heika, and no one cared that he was there.

Until one day, when Yiyu was about to go home, Yolan rode his bicycle to the yard to have a look.

Everything is as usual, the garden is well-maintained, full of vitality and lush greenery, the flower pots in the sun room also have traces of being watered, and there are no folded blankets on the sofa. The blankets were folded and placed next to the pillow, and there were several classical music books on the small wooden table. He sat down and arranged them in a row. These are the books Heika often reads here, because he always comes to Interfering with his work, so half a month has passed, and he hasn't finished watching it yet.

But he gradually discovered something different from usual. The whole garden was so quiet that he was not used to it at all.

"Heika?"

"Philly?"

"Dorothy?"

……

He searched the whole garden, but there was no one around.

Where did everyone go? He slowed down the pace of picking up the water pipe. Without Haika's noise, he always felt that something was missing, and he couldn't get any energy to work.

In fact, there is someone who has been watching him from just now until now. He is standing on the roof with a music score in his hand, watching him turn around in the yard, picking up tools and putting them down helplessly. Unable to snicker, he waited until he turned around, and he turned into an oil painting again and hid it.

"Heika!!!"

He found something in the bushes and started to growl. It turned out that it was the branches and leaves he asked Haika to trim a few days ago. He didn't look carefully at that time. Cutting a big hole and completely ruining what it was like before is so annoying.

But he couldn't find anyone else for a while, so he could only talk to himself there.

Heika was sitting on the table under the shade of the tree, tilting his head to admire his blown expression with great interest.

Wherever Yolan went, he followed him, quietly observed him when he was alone, and found that he was quite careful, tidying up the places he usually messed up, but the complaints were all about messing with him Words like work.

Haika was able to switch freely in the oil painting, it was all because of him, if he hadn’t ignored him for several days, and asked for leave to play with his childhood friends, Haika felt very uncomfortable. It changed back to oil painting, but this time it was different. When he found that he was in a bad mood, he could change back to oil painting freely.

At noon, the sun was shining brightly. After cleaning up the garbage in the garden, he washed his face and walked into the villa. The door was not closed. He probably went out to play. He ate some prepared food in the living room. After the snack, he walked into Heika's room.

"It's really cool here."

Haika's room has always been decorated very coolly, with light green checked sheets, white gauze curtains, light yellow pinstriped sofa lining, and two guitars in the corner.

He walked over, picked up one of the older guitars, plucked the strings a few times, and made a few clear sounds, then took the music stand, there was an unknown piece of music on it, Heika had taught him a little bit before, This piece is not very difficult. He played it repeatedly for half an hour before he could barely play the first eight eight beats.

"Ha ha……"

Heika was sitting on the window, the white gauze curtain fluttering with the wind. He glanced at Yolan who was playing the piano seriously, and couldn't help chuckling. Fortunately, the sound of the piano overwhelmed his voice, so he was not noticed.

"I have a favorite person."

Playing and playing, he suddenly said this to the guitar, all eyes were on Heika's shirt hanging on the wall, it was the one he wore at the fashion show, he was angry at the time, but when The moment he came to the front, he heard his own heartbeat, and he could hear it clearly even if it was drowned out by the cheering and screaming crowd.

"But he doesn't know."

He followed the melody and sang his heart softly, but he didn't expect the figure on the window to move.

Heika tilted his head, he couldn't see what he was looking at from this angle, he said softly in his heart, "I also have someone I like, but he doesn't know."

"what--"

Heika sat on the window and fell asleep, the straw hat fell off all of a sudden, he reached out to pick it up, turned over and jumped out of the window, the wind lifted the curtains, and Heika's back came into his eyes.

"Where did you go today?"

He hurriedly put down the guitar, jumped out of the window to chase him, saw that he was holding a straw hat in his hand, with the sun on his head, pulled him into the shade of a tree, took the straw hat and put it on him, "I've been looking for you for a long time."

"Just go out and play casually."

Haika squeezed out a smile, and responded casually, "Why are you free to come to work today?"

"Yayu has gone home." Seeing that Haika was not sunburned, he had a natural expression, as if he didn't remember what he said when he was playing the piano just now.

He shouldn't have heard it?Yolan thought in his heart, and hoped that he could hear it for a little bit. This kind of contradictory thought made him a little annoyed.

"Heika!"

Philip did not carry a guitar this time, but only brought two homework books. He changed his hairstyle and cut his hair short, making him look more energetic.

"You left your tie in the studio. School is about to start. I still have a lot of homework to do. Can you help me?"

When Yolan saw him take out the dark blue tie with silver waves on it, his face sank. How long will they be together day and night, with a couple tie on, he curled his lips and went to the sun room Take a nap.

"How are you?"

Seeing him in high spirits, Haika seemed to be in a good mood, but he still couldn't help asking.

The whole cactus town knew about Dorothy and Weilan being together these days, and he couldn't be more clear about what Feli was thinking.

"That's it. In fact, I'm just pretending. I want to use my homework to divert my attention."

Since Dorothy fell in love, she hadn't made cold drinks for a long time, and they had no chance to play together, not to mention meeting each other, it was like making a deeper wound in Fei Li's heart.

"Do you want something to drink?"

The two were rushing about their homework in the room. Heika explained a lot of math problems to him, and the draft paper was filled with one sheet after another. Feili stretched himself, walked into the kitchen, and asked him a question.

"Watermelon juice."

Fei Li picked up the watermelon, peeled the watermelon with a knife, recalled the days when he made cold drinks with her in the kitchen of Dorothy's house, squeezed the watermelon juice, and his eyes were slightly red.