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"Don't worry, even if I'm out of my mind, I'll cook better than you do."

"Well, I just haven't trained yet..."

Two people mix mouth, eat meal, procrastinate, a meal ate for nearly an hour.

After dinner, Fanxing rubbed his round stomach and satisfied his face.

As if back to the days before, the couple nestled on the sofa watching TV dramas.

Fanxing embraces Wen Yiyan's arm, and his skull rests on his shoulder, pumping.

"Woo The second man is so miserable. "

Wen Yiyan: "what's more..."

He looked at the woman beside him in disgust and was silent.

How much can this kind of brain handicapped drama still play like this simple?

Bent over and took out a paper towel, rudely wiped her nose which was about to fall on her clothes. Wen ordered: "no tears and snot to be wiped on my clothes."

Fanxing looked up at him with tears in his eyes. He sobbed and asked, "why don't you cry, sob..."

"You can't cry if you're a little bit brainy."

"You have changed. You used to cry with me."

Wen a cold face, a finger poked open her face, "your IQ is not enough, even if, don't insult me."

No matter whether he lost his memory or not, he admitted that he could not do such a "disgraceful" thing.

Fanxing sniffed, pouted, some frustrated said: "clearly very touching ah."

After watching the TV play for nearly an hour and a half, Vatican's eyes were red and swollen.

Wen Yiyan sink face, "in the future, do not watch this type of TV drama."

Vatican stares round eyes and asks, "why?"

"There's no reason. Go take a bath."

"The book says abuse of physical and mental health." Vatican's weak argument.

Wen did not blink an eye, asked: "which book?"

Vatican looked at him suspiciously, "eh?"

"Which book says that?"

"Ah, Brahman, autobiography of Brahman star." Vatican made up a book title.

Wen Yiyan some helpless stroking forehead, "Brahma star."

"Yes

"Continuous depression will not only affect their own mood, but also infect the children in their stomachs. Do you think the baby is born with a bitter gourd face?"

Vatican shook his head. "No, I don't want to." At the thought that she would face two big and one small facial paralysis every day, she felt flustered.

"Well," Wen Yiyan did not know her psychological activities, asked in a low voice, "do you still see it?"

"No, no, I'll take a bath." She walked into the room and took a bath.

Looking at the fleeing back, Wen Yiyan's eyes were stained with a smile.

After both of them had taken a bath, Wen Yiyan couldn't get along with his former self tonight. He came back to sleep with Vatican star.

Fanxing closed his eyes, sweet Zizi embrace Wen Yiyan, the whole retracted into his arms.

Wen Yiyan just want to let her away from himself, in seeing her face satisfied appearance, to the mouth of words but unconsciously swallow down.

Leave it to her. They're husband and wife, aren't they?

Wen a word face does not change color to find their own reason.

Gradually slowing down his slightly tense body, he closed his eyes and fell asleep with her.

Time is like running water. It's hard to go back.

The calm days passed quickly, and it was Friday in the blink of an eye.

Fanxing sat in the reception room waiting for the patient to arrive.

Sean Yi, a suspected autistic, made an appointment to come here at this time.

There was a knock at the door. Mr. and Mrs. Xiao pushed the boy in.

"Dr. van."

"Hello, Mrs. Xiao." Vatican said hello to them with a smile.

The line of sight turns to Sean Yi, she smiles softer, "Hi, en Yi, meet again."

Young eyes are still indifferent, but not as sharp as before.

He hesitated for a moment and nodded to Brahma for the first time. Fanxing was moved and just wanted to talk to him, but suddenly she stopped for a moment. She looked at the Xiao family and said, "I want to talk to en Yi alone."

Xiao mother said: "OK, you chat, we are waiting outside."

After giving the son to Fanxing, the couple went out in peace of mind. For Brahma, they are no doubt at ease.

After his parents went out, before waiting for the Vatican star to ask, the boy took the initiative to hand over his notebook that day.

Fanxing took the notebook and opened it. The blank was as new as before.

With a smile, she asked, "it seems that you don't want to write, are you going to say it?"

The teenager glanced at her awkwardly. "It seems that you have guessed that I am not autistic."

Fanxing hum, "autistic people are addicted to their own world. Obviously, you don't have this trait."Can have normal joy, anger, sadness, have normal work and rest life, also have normal understanding ability, how can be autistic?

The young man's face was as usual, and he didn't care about her statement. Instead, he put his own affairs together.

"My sister was not my parents' daughter. They were not pregnant after marriage at that time, so they adopted a child. Before I was born, my sister had been enjoying all the love of my parents. Until my arrival, she probably felt that I had divided up the love that originally belonged to her, so she didn't like me or even hated my existence."

"She is very good at acting and is good at playing a good girl in front of her parents, but she uses all kinds of acrimonious language to attack me. She is really excellent herself, so my parents' eyes have been on her all the time, which makes me feel that I have been ignored. This feeling is not good at all

He said in a low voice, "later I became more and more silent and didn't want to talk to them. Because of this, I found that my parents' eyes suddenly began to stay more on me."

"I realized that as long as they didn't speak, they would be very nervous about me. They would always pay attention to my happiness, anger, sadness and joy. I realized the feeling of being alone. This feeling is very cool. I like it. In this way, I just don't talk."

Fanxing has been quietly listening, and this, she can not help asking her own doubts, "then why would you like to say it now?"

"Because she's getting married." The voice of the teenager was obviously happy. "I don't have to face her every day any more and listen to her cold words

Seeing the joy of his face leaving the sea of suffering, Vatican said softly with a smile, "congratulations."

Ao Jiao youth lightly nodded, light voice asks: "did you already know?"

Fanxing shook his head. "I also guessed about it last time when I was at your home, and normal autism is actually very difficult to communicate with, but you don't have it." Although he is arrogant and coquettish, she is often blocked by a word.

He has the mania and impulse of his own age, which autism lacks.

The young man, thinking that he had not tensed up in front of her several times, broke the gong to speak, and then nodded.

"In fact, you and I are familiar with a person whose magnetic field is similar, and he doesn't like to talk. In addition, everything is normal. It has nothing to do with autism. It's just that you don't like to talk. So I'm more sure about your situation."

The young man blinked his eyes, "so it is, but thank you. I intend to continue to disguise in the future. It's time to return to normal life. I hope you can help me to hide it. I don't want anyone to know

Fanxing naturally agreed, "OK, try to get back the things that have been lost. You should actively communicate with your parents. Don't hide everything by yourself. You will be very tired after a long time. Family matters, you can sit down and chat with each other slowly. I believe you are a smart child and can always find a suitable solution. "

"Am I not in a good way now?" He thought it was a good move to keep quiet.

Vatican was diaphragm for a while, smile, "can be better."

Ao Jiao youth left a mouth, "hum, you are really wordy."

Vatican Star: Who bear child, quickly take it back.

"Thank you, though, for your simple thinking, silly smile and bad jokes, but at least you are not bad."

The Vatican star took a puff from the corner of his mouth, and he did not laugh.

Holding back the terrible impulse of throwing his slipper on his face, Vatican stares at his "silly" smile, grits his teeth and says, "thank you for your praise!"

"You're welcome."

Vatican Star:

Want to cry.

Young, young, it's easy to end up lonely.

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