Chapter 460： Autistic bamboo horse he said to hug 7

For Chu Ci's request, Shen's mother, who originally wanted to make more contact with the two of them, would naturally not refuse.

But with the lesson just now, I didn't dare to let Chu Ci stay in Shen Yibai's room by himself.

So he personally carried the small fruit plate and brought Chu Ci upstairs.

The parts scattered at the door of Shen Yibai had already been cleaned up by the aunt. Shen mother knocked on the door a few times, and then pushed the door open.

Shen Yibai’s room was still dark, except for a small light on the side. He was sitting on the carpet on the ground at the moment, holding the mechanical toys that Chuci had previously sent in his hands, and a pair of small hands moved from the toolbox beside him. Take the parts and splice them on the broken toy.

He is indeed quite talented for this kind of thing, and in just a short time, he has repaired the toy seven or eighty-eight.

He didn't pay attention to the sound of opening the door. His white and tender face was hanging down like this, and his lips were gently pressed. It seemed to be a bit stubborn, his eyes were serious and focused, and he was all focused on what he was doing.

It is probably also related to this kind of mental illness. For the work at hand, this type of person can always give 12 points of concentration, so it is like Shen Yibai can assemble this kind of not very complicated mechanical toy at the age of five. It is not impossible.

Mother Shen took Chu Ci into the door, put the things in her hand aside, let Chu Ci wait aside, and walked to him by herself.

Bending over and speaking in a low voice, "The young lady just stayed and played with Yibai, OK?"

After Shen's mother had finished speaking, Shen Yibai didn't give much reaction, just lowered his eyes and looked at the parts in his hand, but there was no particular resistance.

Mother Shen looked at her heart, but she was relieved after all, raised her hand to greet Chu Ci, took a few picture books and a set of colored pens to let Chu Ci play here by herself.

Shen Yibai gave a little reaction when he took the book. A pair of big, slightly apathetic eyes glanced over here. After seeing Mother Shen and Chu Ci, he lowered his eyes again without responding.

But it was strange enough for Shen Yibai to let a strange girl stay within this distance. Mother Shen once again brought hope in her heart, sitting on a chair and watching two small children play.

Although they are playing their own games, and the distance is quite far apart, the two children are both exquisite and beautiful. Even if there is no interaction, putting them together like this is pleasing to the eye.

Chu Ci didn't rush to touch Shen Yibai's bottom line. Looking at the painting book that had been drawn in front of him and only needed to be colored later, Chu Ci raised his hand and opened it.

This painting has already been painted a bit, and the colors chosen are relatively deserted or dull. When Shen Yibai painted this, because of his young age, his hands were not very stable, but he still basically restrained himself from painting outside the lines. Up.

It seems that there is obsessive-compulsive disorder at a young age, and restraint is not enough.

Chu Ci flipped through the previous paintings, and then turned to a new page, picked up the colored pens, and started to paint the color blocks enthusiastically.

Shen Yibai over there has assembled the toy and put it aside, turning his head to see Chu Ci's movements, his lips still pressed.