Lin Yi'an has been stuck on the draft for three years, and there is always a blank space on the canvas - that is where Xie Zhiheng should be.
Until one day when it rained heavily, his fingertips touched the rainy alley in the old painting, and when he opened his eyes again, he stepped onto the 19-year-old bluestone road, with the unfinished sweet-scented osmanthus cake that Xie Zhiheng bought back then in his pocket.
He wears paintings as others wear books, and picks up clues once he wears them: the fingerprint on the switch of the hand warmer belongs to Xie Zhiheng, the red sandalwood pen holder is engraved with "Yi'an's Heng", and even the bank card password is his birthday.
Only later did he discover that it was true that Xie Zhiheng threw the palette and said he was "disdainful of cooperation", that he secretly paid his mother's surgery fee was true, and that it was true that he added "memory powder" to his paints so that he could follow the painting to find the truth.
The last stop was in the snowy mountains. Lin Yian looked at the studio in front of him that was exactly the same as in the painting. When he opened the door, Xie Zhiheng was carving a crane, and the curvature of the crane's eyes was exactly the same as his.
"Have you found enough clues?"
——It turns out that all the blank spaces in the paintings are filled by you waiting for me to meet again.
(The oil painting was attacked by the sculpture, the broken mirror was reunited, and the truth was found through one's own painting, HE, the whole process was intertwined with sweetness and abuse, and the content of the snow mountain stickers in the later period exceeded the standard)
Intention: Study hard and make progress every day.
