My oil painting is perfect

Fengxue woke up all night and finally fell asleep in the morning.

Heika came to the kitchen with sleepy eyes, opened the socks and saw that there was a gift box inside. She woke up instantly, and with a click, the strap was loosened. When she opened the box, she found a pair of colorful plush socks inside.

"It's still socks!"

Heika sat down at the dining table angrily, and opened five gift boxes in a row, which were filled with socks of various colors and styles. There is no Santa Claus, only socks make socks!

Mrs. O'Neill served a bowl of mashed potatoes and looked at Heika jokingly: "Santa Claus gave you seven pairs of socks, and you don't have to wear the same socks for a week."

"Hmph!" Heika dug around in the mashed potatoes with a spoon, and dug out a big hole, saying in a muffled voice, "Next time, we'll build a few more chimneys and fill them with mice to scare Santa Claus."

There was still class at school today, so Haika stuffed a handful of candies and snacks into his schoolbag, put on a dark blue plaid scarf, and rode his bicycle to school.

"Huh, it's so early!" Haika parked his bicycle in front of the teaching building, rubbed his frozen hands, and looked around. He arrived half an hour earlier than usual today. There were very few people on campus, so he was not in a hurry to get to the classroom. , I put my hands in my pockets and walked around the teaching building.

The roses in the flower bed, after a night of wind and snow, bloomed all over the garden, and the pink rose petals were covered with layers of thin ice. Haika stroked the delicate and beautiful roses with one hand, lowered her head and sniffed gently, the fragrance of roses in winter With a hint of freshness, Heika closed her eyes, hid her face in the rose bushes, and smiled mischievously.

"Heika!"

Hearing someone calling him, Heika quickly stretched out his head from the rose bushes, "Hi! Philly! Good morning!"

Philip took out an avocado bread from his schoolbag and asked him, "I just bought it, do you want to eat it?"

"I've had breakfast, you can keep it for Yolan." Heika shook the crushed ice on his sleeve, walked out from the flower bed, and stirred the candy in his pocket with his fingers, "When will it be noon? "

Feli rubbed the bread in his hand, turned his head and asked in confusion, "I was thinking about noon just this morning, where should I go to play?"

Seeing that Haika didn't answer, but just raised the corners of his mouth and smiled mysteriously, Philip stopped asking, moved his gaze down, and looked at the flower bed in surprise, "This rose was still a bud a few days ago, why did it bloom today, it's so beautiful !"

The two headed towards their respective classrooms separately, completely ignoring Senior by the flower bed.

"Sure enough." Senior tore off a rose petal, holding a shovel in his right hand, which happened to be Yoran's.

The morning classes were all mathematics, physics and chemistry, there were no biology practice classes, painting classes and other classes where you could fish in troubled waters. Haika was bored and drew wavy lines on the sketchbook, but his eyes were always looking at the flower bed outside the window.

I don't know the note in the ink bottle, and I can't read the handwriting clearly.

It's a pity that the person he wanted to see was called away by Conan early in the morning to clean up the weeds in the flower beds of the junior high school.

"Tink jingle jingle—"

Yolan turned on the faucet, and there were mud and grass stains under his fingernails. He washed it several times before he cleaned it off. He touched the things in his arms and smiled softly.

Last night, when the cool wind lifted the curtains, he carefully opened the ink bottle and took out the note that had already been soaked in ink. Fortunately, the ink in the ink bottle was blue, but the ink used for writing was black.

Holding the small note, she leaned under the lamp, and wrote a few lines in Qingjun:

you hold the sunflower,

I hold your shadow,

If you say to the sun,

I love you,

Will you look back at me?

It turned out that he had already said this to me.

Holding a big rose in his hand, Yolan ran in the wind, and rushed towards the laboratory building where Haika's last class was, a few strands of hair fluttered, and he became more and more heroic.

"Hey!"

As soon as Haika stepped out of the teacher's door with his schoolbag in hand, he was stopped by a person.

10 minute later.

At the corner of the back wall of the school, several people surrounded Haika.

"Whoa-"

A basin of water was poured on Haika, and the icy water slowly flowed in along his neck, making him shiver from the cold.The blue plaid scarf was thrown beside the garbage dump, the schoolbag was turned upside down, and the colorful candies rolled to the ground, crushed by Senior and his team.

"I heard that you are not normal? You can't get wet? I want to see today, what will happen to you if you get wet?"

Senior poured another basin of water, and Haika's upper body was completely soaked, ice water dripped down his hair, and Haika's ears had already begun to change, becoming paper-like.

"Any thing else?"

Heika kicked the basin by his feet and said indifferently.

"This shovel belongs to your family, right? It can actually triple the growth rate of plants. How about you get me a few more and I'll let you go?"

Senior tilted his head, with a hint of greed in his eyes.

"No." Haika's voice sounded weaker, and his fingers were slowly turning into paper.

"Look, he is indeed a monster. Look at his hands, they are different from ours!" A classmate next to Senior pointed at Heika's hand and exclaimed.

Heika was startled, and rushed out of the crowd, but was held down by Senior and his group, punched and kicked, Heka defended his body tightly, his lips split open, and thin drops of blood oozed out. His fists were clenched tightly, and his body hurt like it was about to tear apart.

I don't know how long it has passed, but there is no one around.

He stood up, picked up his dirty schoolbag, and hurriedly walked towards the back door of the school.

He has to go back quickly, otherwise he will change back to his original form in public, no, it can't be like this!

The sun shone on his body, but he felt even colder. When he passed the flower bed, he looked back and saw that the garden was in a mess, with rose petals all over the ground, like broken honey jars, no longer sweet.

"Heika!"

At the end of the path, a familiar figure appeared opposite him.

"Yeah." Heika stood still, raised his muddy face to look at Yolan, and smiled relievedly, "There's one more flower, one flower is enough."

After finishing speaking, she fell straight backwards, and stretched her hand towards Yoran. That rose was more beautiful than any other in the flower bed.

"You and Rose are both beautiful." He closed his eyes, and a tear fell from the corner of his eyes.

"Heika!" The inkwell and rose in Yolan's hand rolled down in an instant, and he took a few steps forward to support his body. A candy leaked from the palm of his hand, with a few words written on it: Mr. Gardener, Merry Christmas!

"Heika! Heika!" Yolan fell to the ground, and the person in his arms turned into an oil painting, drenched.

On Christmas afternoon, Mrs. O'Neill came to the school to apply for a temporary suspension, and Yoran also quit her part-time job at Blue Kwai High School.

Haika fell into a long-term lethargic state due to being drenched in cold water for too long. For some reason, the growth rate of the flowers and plants in the yard also began to weaken, even slower than normal growth rate.

"What can we do? It's been a week, and Heika still hasn't shown any signs of waking up!" Mrs. O'Neill stomped her feet anxiously, "Who the hell did it! They poured so much ice water on Heika!"

Yolan hugged Haika who had turned into an oil painting, and sat in front of the fireplace with a calm expression, "The temperature is not enough, and the moisture has not evaporated completely."

Behind them, Dorothy and Felix leaned against the door with complicated expressions, "It turns out that Haika's real identity is an oil painting, no wonder he said he wouldn't go fishing by the river before."

"I didn't know it all the time, this kid is hiding it deep enough."

After a while, Yolan put Heika on the sofa, picked up the gardening tools on the balcony, and strode out of the yard.

"Hey! Yoran!"

"Where are you going?"

The forest behind Lankui High School.

Senior was playing with the shovel and shoveled the weed in front of him. After a while, the grass jumped up by one centimeter, and the group was stunned.

"Wow! This thing really works!"

"It only took half an hour to grow a centimeter taller, this is a treasure!"

Senior pulled out the shovel in satisfaction, smoked a cigarette, squinted and said: "Hey, that kid must be weird, I didn't ask last time, he must have something to do with this shovel, you think, the last time we were dating There are red spiders in the orchid garden, logically speaking, no matter how fast ordinary flowers and plants grow, it is impossible to grow like a garden viewing competition."

"In the past two years, we have been playing tricks on Yolan's seed, and this year is no exception, but this year he passed the qualifiers smoothly, and he passed all the way, becoming the favorite candidate to win the championship."

"All this happened after Heika appeared. Do you still remember the way his hands looked like after he got wet last week? Like paper, really!"

Senior puffed out the smoke ring, and said thoughtfully: "Should we go to Mrs. O'Neill's house to see, maybe it's really a monster, and I can justifiably drive him out. This kid plays that broken piano as a whole. It's too much to take Claire's head off!"

"what--"

As soon as Senior finished speaking, he felt pain in his right shoulder, and he rolled into the bushes even with his shovel.

"You, what are you doing!" Senior asked, pointing at Yoran, his face hurt by the thorns on the green vine.

"You provoked me first." Yolan rushed forward and wrestled with Senior, punching hard, as if really venting his pain.

"This is what you owe Haika!" Yolan kicked violently, and Senior rolled over again and fell into a muddy puddle.

He stood in front of him, watching Senior struggle in the muddy puddle, and kicked him into it again as soon as he climbed out.

No one can hurt Heika, not even me.

The red number on Heika's arm suddenly turned off, just like him, dimmed, Yolan clenched his fists tightly, a trace of fear welled up in his heart, what would happen if Heika couldn't wake up again?If he never sees him again, no!Not like this!

"What are you doing?"

On the other side of the wall, a majestic figure rushed over and shouted sharply.

Yolan looked up calmly, raised his head, met the man's eyes, and did not back down.

"All of you, and you, come to the office with me." The headmaster waved and said with a headache.

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