The wheel was lazily sleeping in its kennel and yawning. When it heard He Weifei's voice, it just opened its eyes a little, and let out a whimper.

He Weifei touched its head, "Wheel, are you feeling better?"

The wheel licked his hand with his tongue, rested his chin on his hand, and made a gurgling sound in his throat.

He Weifei gently scratched its chin with his hand, and the wheel let out a satisfying breathing sound.

A relaxed smile appeared on the corner of He Weifei's mouth.

He Qiaoyan and Qin Yiyue watched He Weifei's interaction with the wheel through the window, and neither spoke.

In the evening, a family of four ate around a table with a sumptuous meal. The atmosphere during the dinner was very relaxed and there was constant laughter.

During this period, He Weiyu talked the most. He was always a chatty chatterer, but after traveling for more than two months, he saw a lot of scenery and people, so he talked even more.

With him, there is almost no room for others to express themselves. He babbled the whole scene without any pressure, and would dance and stand up from his seat to gesture when he was talking excitedly.

He Qiaoyan and Qin Yiyue listened to his narration with smiles on their faces, not intending to interrupt him at all.

He Weiyu drank half a bowl of soup and said, "Father, Mommy, it's fun to go out with brother, brother Li Yuan, and sister Qing Ai. They are very interesting."

"I can tell, you're black as ink. Did your color fade when you took a shower?" He Qiaoyan asked with a smile.

"It hasn't faded." He Weiyu replied seriously.

Seeing his serious appearance, He Qiaoyan and Qin Yiyue laughed, and slapped He Weiyu on the table in anger.

"How dare you laugh at me, I quit! Hmph!"

"You're so cute, why don't you let us laugh." Qin Yiyue smiled and added a bowl of soup for him, "Mummy and Dad haven't seen you and brother for so long, you don't need us to laugh. You like us It's very difficult."

"Who told you to laugh at me!"

"Stop laughing. Be good, baby, let's talk about your trip with your brother."

He Weiyu's little face got better now, and he continued talking.

A meal was eaten until nine o'clock in the evening, and the food on the table was almost eaten.

The little guy fell on the sofa with his swollen belly, and Qin Yiyue sat beside him and rubbed his belly.

He Qiaoyan and He Weifei sat in the courtyard and watched the starry sky.

He Weifei: "Father, can we talk now?"

"Your mommy noticed that you were uncomfortable half a year ago. At that time, you often talked in your dreams. At first your mommy thought you were just under too much pressure from studying and didn't care too much. Once she felt that something was wrong, she made it for you. Hypnosis, thinking that you have a slight schizophrenia. The specific diagnosis can only be made after you see a professional psychologist."

"Why didn't you and Mommy tell me earlier?"

"We think you should relax completely and go on a trip with your friends. It will be good for your condition. Obviously, your mother and I were wrong in predicting that your condition is not improving now."

"Father, can you not talk about schizophrenia so lightly?"

"It's not a big deal at first, but schizophrenia breaks up. Wouldn't it be nice to have an extra son? It's a wonderful life to switch seamlessly every day."

"Father, I don't want to talk to you anymore." He Weifei's tense mood was quite loosened by He Qiaoyan's few words.

"Don't. Boy, you are already a teenager. Is there any girl you like? When Dad sends you to school, point me to see it."

"No."

"Young man, you are almost fifteen years old, and you have a girl you like, and your dad won't laugh at you. Could it be, which boy do you have a crush on? If you really fancy it, I will bear it, but It's best to keep it from your mommy, she probably won't be able to accept it for a while."

He Weifei silently rolled his eyes, his father was getting more and more serious, he couldn't help it, "Are you instigating me to be gay?"

"It doesn't make much difference whether you are gay or straight, you can adopt a child or have a surrogate child. The important thing is whether you are happy or not, and are you doing well?"

"You don't care that I'm a psychopath?"

"It doesn't matter what kind of illness you have, you are my son." He Qiaoyan patted him on the shoulder, "Young man, you are just a child, you don't need to be mature. You are so mature, and being your father and mother doesn't give you any sense of accomplishment. ...Finally, you have a schizophrenia, and you still can't get your sense of existence, and life is quite difficult."

He Weifei: "..."

He actually expected his father to speak earnestly or appear embarrassed, but he didn't at all. His father tried his best to let him have no worries.

**

the next day.

He Qiaoyan drove He Weifei to see the psychiatrist whom he specially invited to Rongcheng.

The environment of the psychological clinic they booked was very good, and it looked very relaxed and comfortable, without the feeling of a psychological clinic as imagined.

Seeing the two people coming in, Dr. Chu smiled and said, "You guys arrived really early."

"I know you're not professional, so I'll come here earlier to get you into shape." He Qiaoyan raised his eyebrows.

"Don't be so straightforward, how should I answer?" Dr. Chu said with an aggrieved expression.

"Only, this is Dr. Chu, don't be nervous, just chat like you are with your father. If the questions he asks make you uncomfortable, you can still yell at him, don't worry about him beating you up."

Dr. Chu: "Mr. He, you're embarrassing me."

"You're right to be in a difficult situation." After He Qiaoyan finished speaking, he walked to the bench outside the clinic and sat down.

Dr. Chu showed a very friendly smile to He Weifei, "Weifei, you don't have to worry, our meeting this time is just for chatting, nothing serious will happen."

He Weifei nodded. He was more mature than his peers, but he only lived for fourteen years and was still a child.

When faced with things that he has not experienced before, he will still be nervous and apprehensive.

Dr. Chu’s tone was steady and slow, “He Weifei, 14 years old, a student in Class 3 (1) of Rongcheng No. In the senior high school entrance examination, he was admitted to the high school with the highest score in the city. But, is this information correct?"

"right."

"Do you like going to school? Do you like studying?"

He Weifei thought for a moment, then nodded, "I like it."

"Are you happy in the process of studying? Do you want to be the first in the exam every time?"

"No. Good grades can only mean that the person is good at studying or spends more time studying than others, and it doesn't mean anything."

"Is this why you are willing to make friends with classmate Li Yuan?"

He Weifei looked at Dr. Chu suspiciously, "Did my father tell you?"

"Your father said something, I want to hear what you said. What is the starting point for making friends with Li Yuan?"

"Li Yuan looks very simple, so... makes me feel at ease." He Weifei's voice was a little dazed, and his reaction began to be slow.