Chapter 461： Autistic bamboo horse he said to hug 8

After watching it for about two or three seconds, he looked away, there was still no expression on his face and no other reaction, he raised his hand and fiddled with another toy.

The whole afternoon passed, and the two children stayed in the room for the whole afternoon without disturbing anyone.

Seeing that Shen Yibai didn't reject Chu Ci, Shen's mother was relieved.

Seeing that it was not early, I wanted to leave Chu Ci to finish her meal and then go to see the house next to her, and then the aunt who had been taking care of Chu Ci came over to pick her up.

Said that the things have been sorted out, look at where Chuci wants to put some things.

Mother Shen brought Chu Ci out of Shen Yibai's room.

The sound of the surrounding colorful pens sliding on the paper disappeared. Shen Yibai, who unconsciously removed the parts of the toy in his hand and put it back in, raised his head, put the toy in his hand down, and walked towards the painting book that Shen mother put aside.

Opened the book, skipped the pages he had drawn before, and finally turned to the latest page. She did not choose too harsh colors, soft but bright.

Shen Yibai watched this way, his fingertips moved slightly, and this was closing the book.

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After finishing the house, Mother Shen came to pick Chu Ci to their house early the next morning.

She has work to do today, and Father Shen also went to the company early, because Shen Yibai is still young, coupled with this psychological condition, there is no shortage of people in the family, so there are several aunts at home.

At this time, it would be nice to have more contact with the two children.

This was the time before I went to work to take Chu Ci over.

When I went there, Shen Yibai hadn’t woken up. The aunt of Shen’s family was preparing breakfast. Shen Yibai’s breakfast was eaten in his own room. Chu Ci sat in the living room and watched the aunt bring breakfast upstairs, without thinking. The next day I can get some special treatment from him, and have breakfast in his room together.

When the aunt went upstairs again and cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks, she brought Chu Ci upstairs.

The aunt who took care of Shen Yibai looked like she was in her forties. She was kind and looked at obediently following her upstairs. She could not help but be a little girl who belongs to the little girl of this age who has no waywardness. I don't like it.

When she reached the door of Shen Yibai's room, she squatted down and spoke to Chu Ci, "Ms. Chu Ci is having fun with the young master. I'm not far away. If you have something to call me directly."

Seeing Chu Ci nodded, the aunt pushed Shen Yibai's door open and let Chu Ci in.

Shen Yibai changed into a pajama today. She had black hair with the mess she just woke up. He seemed to be sitting on the bed in a daze, a pair of dark eyes with unwake-up dullness. He turned his head when he heard the sound. He glanced in the direction of the door, and when he saw that it was Chu Ci, he turned his head back with little interest, and continued to stare in a daze.

Chu Ci didn't force it to communicate with him. He turned out the book she had drawn yesterday, found a comfortable place to sit down and started painting.

Today's distance is closer to him than yesterday.

Shen Yibai didn't respond to this either, and after a while, he found a bunch of parts from his small toolbox and spliced ​​them together.