Lin Yilan pursed her lips, "Wasn't your dream when you were a child candy?" Oh, the candy hidden in the shoe...... How does it taste? ”

The yearning and memories on Xiang Hai's face dissipated, he lowered his eyebrows, and pretended to glare at Lin Yilan fiercely: "I'm an expedient measure, okay?" But to tell you the truth, it tastes delicious. ”

"Really? That must be hard to forget. ”

Xiang Hai stared at the stars in the distance, with a look of displeasure: "Why do you listen to stories talk so much?" Believe it or not, I won't talk about it? ”

Lin Yilan took a sip of grapefruit tea to express his surrender. Xiang Hai expressed satisfaction and cleared his throat.

"Then I'll tell you why I paint oil paintings."

[At that time, I felt that my parents took away my little candy, and I was a little "grudgeful", hey, don't laugh! ] I got under the bed in a fit of rage, hugged the shoe with the little candy hidden, and cried for a long time.

In the end, he was dragged out of dinner by his father, and was solemnly ordered not to have contact with Hu Yi again. I asked the reason many times, but my father glared at me.

On the way back from school on the second day, I saw a person sitting on the edge of the dam under the blood-red sunset. The man had his back to me, leaning against a stout poplar tree, and in the blood-red sunset, he looked like a cut of a fairy.

I slowly leaned in, and as I got closer, I identified the person. When he turned around, he didn't see his parents, so he boldly came behind this man.

Hu Yizheng stared intently at the sea of clouds formed by the rich orange and gold in front of him, and his side face was covered with a layer of red gold, which was the color of the setting sun.

He didn't notice my arrival, and he was dipping his strange pen in a board of colourful dyeing, and he hooked a small piece of gray and smeared it on the tight, boxy thing on the other side.

At that time, the wind was very cold, and his hand, which was a little trembling by the wind, steadily lit up the black thing. I remember that it was three strokes and the painting came to life.

As I stared at the painting, I temporarily forgot that I was also thin, shivering in the unrelenting cold wind, as if I was suddenly in another world. There the sunset is shining, the sky is full of golden clouds, the world is in a hurry, but the breeze is warm. It's as if time stands still, and it seems to never stop.

This was the first time I had seen the charm of oil painting, and when I look back on it now, I can feel the cold wind blowing on my body. 】

Lin Yilan looked at Xiang Hai's eyes, the stars were evenly shattered in the night sky, and the night sky was reflected on the lake. Dotted with silver light, almost phantom.

Like an immortal.

And Xiang Hai suddenly wrinkled his brows, smiled evilly, and pulled himself back to the world.

"Because I became very interested in oil painting. That night, while my parents were asleep, I pulled out a burning stick from under the kitchen stove, went to the big moon, and began to paint in the shadow of the branches in the yard.

The painting was so fascinating that I didn't know what time I got up until I was far away from the morning star, and the birds were standing on the poplar branches chirping like firecrackers, and then I realized that it was time for me to sleep. Quickly hide the burning stick and roll into bed to sleep. I had a very sleepy second day.

But I don't die of a thief, and after dinner at night, I took advantage of Yang Cuihua to come to my house to nag again. I stole a piece of pure gray cloth from my mother and went to the Hu family with my own burning stick cat.

As soon as he entered the Hu family's hall, the first thing that caught his eye was the leftovers on the table, and I didn't know if he had eaten it. Hu Yi was holding a pen and scribbling in the dim light, and in front of him was a half-finished oil painting, the easel was a little high, and I couldn't see what he was painting.

I walked up to him and spun back and forth several times. He didn't seem to see me, and the speed of painting was very fast, and every tick was crisp and sharp.

"Uncle Hu? Uncle Hu? ”

I even shouted several times, but he didn't give me a single look, he stood there and smeared, and I couldn't see the details. I saw that the lights were still on in the inner room, so I went into the house and easily found the picture of the sunset drawn by Hu Yi sitting at the earthen dam on the easel.

I suddenly felt a little nervous, swallowed a mouthful of saliva with a dry mouth, looked back at the doorway, and carefully took the painting down and put it under the light to look at.

The pale orange sky was dominated by maple red clouds, and small pale golden clouds floated at the forefront like a queen. But if you take a few steps back and look closely, you will find that light gray and dark gray are the ones who like to mix things, and they hold all the clouds like a cheap one, and they are like a clogged chimney, emitting unpleasant smoke white, and they are everywhere. A black bird shuttles through it, and I don't know if I am in a fairyland, or if the sesame seeds have fallen into the various marshmallows.

I couldn't help but stretch out my hand to make sure that my fingertips touched the delicate concave and delicate coolness, only to realize that this was just a painting. But the word "but" is enough to amaze the child's heart.

"It's so pretty!"

I sighed with wide eyes, my mouth unconsciously opened, my eyes fixed on every part of the painting, and I felt like I had touched the afterglow of the sun's westward journey that day.

I took out the burning stick and the rags, and followed his paintings with simple lines of color transition. After the painting, I admired the oil painting again before reluctantly putting it back in place. After putting it out, he found that an oil painting on the side was covered with a cloth, and when he looked back, Hu Yi still didn't move, so he reached out to uncover the white cloth.

Hu Yi's easel was so high that I had to take a few steps back to see a corner.

I swallowed, feeling like I had a bear's heart and leopard gall in my chest. Now that the bear's heart has given me strength, the leopard gall urges me to take the painting off the easel.

The painting was much larger and slightly heavier than the previous one, but I almost ran under the light to look at the painting.

Generously sunset, the sun unselfishly swayed its kindness, dyeing a thin layer of curtains orange, and a large black silhouette that seemed to be scented with flowers fell on the left side. The long-haired woman held her child with soft short hair and leaned forward slightly to approach the fluffy fat cat squatting on the windowsill. The child's eyes may be full of curiosity and like, reaching out to stroke the fat cat's hairy head with a soft and chubby little hand. The fat cat raised its head slightly and its nose to greet the child's fat hand, and its tail was hooked around, as if thinking about whether to play tricks on the child.

Women and children are covered with divine radiance, and the glow of the sky is the trace of their descent to earth. But a gentle breeze lifts a corner of the curtain, revealing a pair of feet in light blue fabric woven sandals, and elegant and delicate human ankles.

I realized that everything was ordinary, but I was too drunk.

The breeze passed by, my breathing was a little unsteady, and I looked at the painting in my hand blankly, I really couldn't figure out what happened to me just now, did I see the fairy?

Look at the mother and son in the painting, full of holy light, they still don't look like mortals.

It's just a painting, why is it so attractive? And that state just now is really mysterious, I want to experience it again, I was hit the head, and when I turned around, I had a scary face on Shang Huyi, and I was so frightened that I didn't hold the painting when I shook my hand.

Hu Yan quickly caught it, but this time his face was directly distorted, staring at me viciously with his already big eyes, and almost gritted his teeth and said, "Don't look at the paintings covered by the canvas in the future." After a pause, he added, "Otherwise, don't come." ”

After saying that, he didn't give me a chance to ask why, turned around and carefully put the painting back on the easel, picked up the canvas and shook it, and raised his hand to cover the painting tightly. After covering the painting, he didn't turn around in a hurry, but stood facing the wall for a long time before slowly sighing, and his expression gradually returned to politeness and indifference: "I'm angry, you can go." ”

Peeping on other people's stuff is, of course, something to be hated. However, whenever I remembers the shock and floral fragrance that came from the opposite side when the white cloth was lifted, I remember the shock and palpitations at that time. You can spit on me, but I don't regret it. 】

Xiang Hai pursed his lips and smiled faintly.

"And what price did you pay for this voyeurism?"

"How could I possibly pay the price? It wasn't me who chose the oil painting, but the oil painting that chose me. ”

Lin Yilan glared: "Could it be that you threaten him with a knife on his neck?" ”

"How is that possible? Am I that kind of person? Xiang Hai looked at her aggrievedly. Lin Yilan nodded.

"It's just that I can take care of him as a foreigner, use my sincerity and enthusiasm to influence him, and let him beg me to be my apprentice."

Lin Yilan's face was full of doubt: "Really? ”

"Of course it's true! What do you mean? You don't believe me. Hum! Xiang Hai poured a cup of grapefruit tea, wiped his mouth, Lin Yilan quickly refilled a cup for him, and he nodded with satisfaction.

[Because the next day was the weekend, my father pulled me out of the bed on a whim and took me to the town to sell breakfast. I wanted to cry without tears, I originally thought that I could go to the small broken house to find Hu Yi to play that day, and begged him to teach me to draw by the way.

"Ugh."

I sat at the breakfast table, my eyes fixed on the crowd coming and going. I imagined that if I were in the Hu family at this time, I would definitely let him see that I was extraordinary, and he would beg to be my master with a handful of snot and tears. And I'm going to be a blockbuster and become a genius boy.

When I was about to receive the award, I was pulled back again and again by the noise in my ears.

"Ahh

I didn't know how much I sighed, but I finally got a blow on my head. My father stuffed a few Mao Ge into my hand.

"Go play, don't make a mess here."

Happiness came too quickly, I was afraid that my father would regret it, and he would disappear with the money. The father smiled and shook his head and continued to sell breakfast.

I had two yuan in my left pocket, and Brother Mao felt that he was also a rich man for a while, and he looked at all kinds of men, women, and children who had to bargain for a green vegetable and "cut" it.

…… Ay? Why is that bargain so familiar? It seems to be ...... Hu Yi?