My oil painting is perfect

Haika had already stretched out one hand, and was about to grab the letter paper. In a moment of panic, he accidentally stuffed the letter paper into the ink bottle next to him and hid it behind him.

"nothing……"

Seeing that his eyebrows and eyes were getting closer, Haika could already smell the peppermint aroma on the other person's body, so he pushed him away, pretending to be relaxed and said: "I'm writing for fun, I read a book recently, and I want to write some reflections after reading it. "

"After reading it? Why hide it in the ink bottle?"

As the saying goes, the more you explain, the more flaws you have. Yolan chased after him because he happened to see the word "love" on it, and he carefully guessed in his heart, could he be writing a love letter?

"It's a secret."

Heika held the ink bottle tightly in his hand, and the letter paper was completely soaked in blue ink. He poured out most of the ink, leaving only a little at the bottom of the bottle, screwed on the cap, and handed the ink bottle to him.

"Help me keep it, this is a very important secret."

The wind blew his hair, revealing his clean and innocent eyes. Yolan had an extra bottle in his hand, which contained the boy's most sensitive thoughts.

"It can't be opened, unless one day you can't find me."

Haika took off his T-shirt, exposing the boy's beautiful body to the summer air. He casually took out a plaid shirt from the closet and put it on, rolled up his sleeves, and winked playfully, "It's going to rain later , to cool down, didn’t you check the weather forecast?”

"What's the rain..."

He threw away the tool in his hand, leaned on the wall with one hand, looked down at Heika, his heartbeat suddenly accelerated, God knows how charming he was just now, the atmosphere gradually became strange, Yoran only felt dry mouth.

"It's cloudy outside..."

The movement in Haika's hand stopped, his breathing made him blush, and he looked out the window quickly.

"You buttoned the wrong first button."

He put down his hands and pretended to walk out of the window to look at the dark clouds, "Oh? Really? It seems that it's really going to rain, I'm going back, see you tomorrow."

After speaking, he hurriedly got on his bicycle and disappeared on the tree-lined road.

On August 8th, it was the day when the art students of Lankui High School reported for registration. They carried a guitar and went to the town street with Mrs. O'Neill.

"Morning!"

Feili waved at him with his second-grade textbook and the book bar.

As a freshman, Haika had to take the admission test in the afternoon. After going through the formalities, he took his textbooks and music scores to the pavilion next to the playground to rest.

"This is my test paper from last year. I found it out from under the bed with great difficulty. Please take a good look at it. You must be fine."

Feili took out a folded paper from his schoolbag, and he blotted out the marks on it, but Heika didn't care, picked up the paper and read it on his own.

Although Dorothy said he was a genius, Haika, who had never been to school, was still a little worried. He went through the knowledge from elementary school to junior high school within two months. When Haika was reading the papers, A girl came from the other side of the pavilion and looked at him infatuatedly.

"Heika! You also come to our school?"

It turned out to be Claire, the girl who asked him to sign at the ball before, she is not tall, she looks sweet and cute, she was also given a guitar today, "I am a fan of Ni, you play the piano so well, I can teach you later Do I play the piano?"

Claire looked at him very sincerely, with a frenzy in her eyes, and she looked particularly excited.

"When you're free, of course."

Haika didn't realize how much trouble this sentence would bring to his high school life in the future.