My oil painting is perfect

The fight in the grove outside the school did not make a fuss, and Conan came forward to persuade the principal not to announce the news, fearing that other students would follow suit.

Because of this incident, Yolan was almost disqualified from the bonsai contest, but Fili and Dorothy told the principal that it was because of Senior's group fight with Heika that Yolan would settle accounts with him. After some lessons, Only then did he retain his qualifications.

Yolan began to live in Mrs. O'Neill's house, and Heika still didn't wake up. He was put on his bed, and the gray numbers on his arms continued to decrease.

Half a month has passed.

Haika still hasn't woken up, and Lankui High School is also on winter vacation.

Feli and Dorothy would also come to see Heika often, and help Yolan take care of the garden together. When talking about Heika, the three of them were silent.

At this moment, there was movement in Heika's room.

"What's wrong with me?"

Heika got off the bed, looked at his hands, and saw himself in the mirror as a phantom.

"You are..." He looked at the strange self, dressed in a neat white shirt, unstained, with slender, white and bony hands, and a young and handsome face, "Edward Frances?"

"Yes, you are Edward Frances."

A hoarse voice sounded in the room, Heika took a step back and murmured: "Why?"

Heika sat on the bed, unbelievably recalling something from a long time ago.

"Hahahahahaha..."

On a sunny afternoon, he was chasing a boy in the garden with a piano on his back.

"Don't worry, I will definitely come back to you in a year."

Edward put a rose seed on his palm, closed his palms, and said solemnly.

"I wish the game well!" Yolan smiled brightly, looking at the boy in front of him with some reluctance.

"I'm leaving." Edward's back disappeared on the country road, turning his head from time to time with a pure smile.

However, no one expected that this country boy would become famous in one battle and won the first prize in the youth group of the Haicao City Fingerstyle Competition.

A flood of interviews and invitations to fingerstyle concerts quickly pushed him to Vanity Fair. Since then, his works have been well received and there are countless excellent works. He is known as a world wizard. He shuttled through the prosperous and glamorous life, and he has long forgotten that promise .

For the next five years, Edward never returned to the country.

The roses bloomed and withered, Yolan's garden was full of beauty, the sun was shining brightly, and the bees and butterflies were flying. He went to Haigrass City to find Edward several times, but he was too busy, either attending concerts or composing music. Over time, Yolan Don't go looking for him anymore.

In the courtyard of the seaside villa in Haicao City, Edward picked up a bouquet of roses and sniffed them, then threw them on the table.

"It's not fragrant at all." Edward, 25 years old, sitting in the sunny yard with sea breeze, remembered the young man who planted roses.

Edward remembered the last time he had seen him.

It was a cloudless day with clear blue sky. They agreed to travel together from the small town to northern Europe, enjoying spring, summer, autumn and winter along the way, and finally went to the North Pole to see the aurora.

A moment before departure, Edward did not come temporarily because of a cooperation invitation, and Yolan went alone.

Since then, he has never been able to find Yoran again.

I heard he never planted roses after he resigned from the town.

The gray-haired Edward died suddenly in the studio after writing his last song at the age of 80.

That song became all the rage later, and was included in the catalog of world famous songs, named "Yoran".

"It turns out...it turns out that we have met each other in the previous life..." Haika stood there, staring blankly at himself in the mirror, and made a sound with surprise, his eyes complicated.

After Edward's death, the yard was full of roses. He told his assistant before his death that he would find the rose seeds that he first gave to Yoran and hire someone to plant them forever.

Perhaps because of his deep obsession, people picked up the rusty pick from his villa 100 years later. By coincidence, the fragments of the pick became paint for painting, which was painted by Yolan in this life. An oil painting, the boy in the painting is obviously Haika.

He regained his life, walked out of the oil painting, and got a one-year deadline. However, due to fate, Haika was bullied by a group of Seniors, and the oil painting's ability to protect space rapidly weakened. Now he can spend time with Yolan, It's been less than a month.

Heika went to the window, opened the corner of the curtains, and saw Yolan working hard to tend the strawberry bushes in the garden, while Phillip and Dorothy were also pulling weeds, the corners of their mouths raised slightly, and the phantom gradually returned to reality.

Perhaps sensing something, Yolan suddenly turned around: "Heika!"

Feili and Dorothy turned their heads together and shouted joyfully, "Heika! Are you awake?"

The weather in January was so cold that people were shivering, the three of them ran into the living room from the strawberry garden, breathing out the heat.

"What's the matter with you?" Yolan was like a cold wind blowing through the sweater in Mrs. O'Neill's hands, and she was so startled that the ball of wool rolled all the way to the kitchen door.

"Heika! My baby is finally awake!"

When she saw Heika push open the door and come out, she immediately screamed.

"So hungry."

Haika didn't say anything, standing in front of Yolan and his party with a chicken coop on his head, rubbed his stomach, "Why are you looking at me, have I been asleep for a long time?"

Feili nodded and pinched his face, "Well, it's been a long time, it's winter vacation now, and you've been sleeping for more than a month."

Jolan didn't say anything, but walked up to him and gave him a hug.

"You smell bad~" Yolan let go of his hand, smelled his clothes, and immediately said with disgust.

"Really?" Haika was confused, raised his left sleeve and sniffed it, then sniffed his right sleeve, with a strange expression, "Does it smell bad? I'll go take a shower."

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha of your chicken coop head~" Dorothy brushed a few strands of his dull hair, "I haven't come out for a month, it's time for you to get a haircut, how about we design a new hairstyle for you?"

After some teasing, Heika went in to take a shower, and Mrs. O'Neill made an asparagus omelet and steak, and warmed a glass of milk.

"It turns out that Heika is the boy in the painting, why didn't you tell us earlier?" Dorothy took a piece of pancake and ate it slowly, "I'm not that bastard Senior, who dared to splash water on you, damn it! "

Felice cut a small piece of steak, looked at Heika sullenly and said, "Are you worried that we will abandon you? Anyway, we are good friends. Speaking of it, I still want to see it in your oil painting." Look."

Yolan was very calm. He knew Heika's identity a long time ago. At this moment, he kept staring at Heika's arm. The red number on it lit up again, showing 20. What does this mean?

"I'm relieved when you say that. I didn't reveal Haika's true identity because I was afraid that he would be hurt."

Mrs. O'Neill added a chicken leg to everyone and looked at Heika with some concern.

These days they all got together and stayed with Heika at Mrs. O'Neill's house, worried that he would be unstable and would return to oil paintings. Heika was in good spirits these days and recovered quickly, and began to ponder with Mrs. O'Neill again. How to design spring clothes, too.

"I heard that the soul fragments from the previous life are fused into other items, and they will come back to life in a different form for a short time, but the time limit is random. Some people will have marks on their hands so that they can recall their previous memories."

Mrs. O'Neill put on her reading glasses, picked up her needle and thread, and said thoughtfully.

Yolan turned his head suddenly, stared at Heika's arm and said, "Is that a mark on your hand?"

Feli and Dorothy also turned their heads when they heard this, and joked, "Do you still remember the memory of your previous life?"

Haika accidentally got his finger pricked by a needle, hesitated for a moment, and shook his head: "I don't remember."

He didn't say anything about his past life, just let it be a secret in his heart. He did so many things that hurt Yolan in his previous life, and now he just wants to spend the last twenty days with Yolan. is no longer important.