Shadow Bride

Chapter 381: Starry sky trail

However, she was too late to scream, and Xiao Han hugged Xiao Ju very affectionately.

The moment he was hugged, Xiao Ju miraculously calmed down, her eyes fixed on Xiao Han's face, and she didn't know what she was thinking. The two children are close together, one is chubby and cute, and the other is thin and small with a cold face, but there is a strange sense of harmony when standing together, as if they were born together.

Xiaohan’s face was still stained with the dust he had just played with building blocks, and he grinned at Xiao Jue with a heartless grin, “I’ll take you to my secret castle, okay? The building blocks are so high, yes. Warrior, there is a big devil..."

Xiao Ju looked at him coldly.

Xiao Han was excited and chattered: "That big devil, it's broken, I'll send a warrior to fight him..."

Xiao Jun continued to look at him coldly.

Looking at the cheerfully Xiao Han and the expressionless Xiao Ju, the group of adults around just wanted to hold their foreheads. How could these two children get along together? Congenial? That can only be described as a miracle.

Xiaohan danced and said for a long time before realizing it later: "Xiao Jue, why don't you talk to me? Isn't my castle not fun? So what do you like to play? Let's play together."

Xiao Ju continued to look at him coldly.

Su Xingyu on the side finally couldn't see it, and said softly to Xiaohan, "Xiaoju...Brother, he is not in good health and doesn't like to talk, and he has just come today and is already very tired. Xiaohan, let's take him first. Would you like to go to rest? His room is next to you. You and us will take him upstairs to the room."

She wondered, Xiaohan had to be called Xiaojun's brother.

After all, Xiao Han's public age is two and a half years old, and Xiao Ju is three years old.

Hearing this, Xiao Han is a little bit disappointed. He has been suffocated in the villa these days, and finally sees a friend of the same age, but he doesn't like to talk. What should I do? But in a blink of an eye, he was happy again. Anyway, it would be great if Xiao Jue came to accompany him. He raised a smiley face to Xiao Jue and said, "I'll take you to the room."

While speaking, he took Xiaojun's hand and walked upstairs.

Strangely, Xiao Ju, who has never liked being touched, did not resist.

Lu Shifeng was astonished, but he was even more convinced that it was right to bring Xiao Ju here. At least Xing Yu and Xiao Han could coax the child, and it might be a good thing for that child.

As for Zhuang Heng...

Lu Shifeng glanced lightly at the empty back. Just now, Zhuang Heng had been persuaded by him to go back half-comforting and half-forced. In the future, he will also limit the number of times she can visit Xiaojue. After all, Xing Yu doesn't like her.

Xiao Han led Xiao Ju ahead, and several adults followed behind.

Soon I arrived at the room specially prepared for Xiao Ju, and all the furnishings in it were exactly the same as when Xiao Ju was next to Zhuang Heng.

The walls and the ground were covered with drawings with complicated lines, and even the floor-to-ceiling windows were blocked a lot. Su Xingyu felt dizzy at first glance. She reproached Lu Shifeng and said, "How can you let your children live in this kind of environment?"

So complicated, so dark, so depressing.

It's like Xiao Han in the next room. The room is full of Spider-Man models and Superman figures. That's what a normal kid's room should look like.

Unexpectedly, Lu Shifeng said: "Xiao Yue likes these, he can stare at them all day long."

"Is there no one to play with him all day?" Su Xingyu was angry.

There was a bit of bitterness in Lu Shifeng's voice: "You know, he is sick. He doesn't care who is with him, he only cares whether the drawings are taken away."

He also tried to play with him, but the child didn't look at him straight at all, and even when he prevented the child from immersing in the drawing world, the child would yell and lose his temper.

Sometimes Lu Shifeng would wonder if he was shot and killed in front of the child, and the child would remain indifferent.

Su Xingyu didn't see the frustration in his eyes, she just felt sorry for the child.

She squatted down and asked the child softly, "Xiao Jue, what are you looking at?"

The child lowered his head indifferently, staring at the crumpled drawing in his hand, even lacking a look in his eyes.

Xiaohan also came up and asked curiously, "Xiaojue, what are you looking at?"

This time, Xiao Ju ignored Xiao Han and was completely immersed in her own world.

Xiaohan felt wronged, and Xiaozui was about to cry.

Lu Shifeng feared his son would really make Xiao Han cry, what should Su Xingyu do when he is angry?

He hurriedly responded on behalf of Xiaoju, telling Xiaohan who was full of curiosity: "He is looking at some drawings. Does Xiaohan like it about starry sky trajectory and particle rotation?"

The little guy looked at him blankly, then looked at the drawings, and shook his head without understanding.

Su Xingyu was secretly shocked, star trails and particles moving?

"Your drawings... are all related to science? Didn't you just scribble?"

"It was copied from the database at HannStar Research Center," Lu Shifeng said. "It's all about the basic trajectories of physics. Xiaojue is naturally obsessed with these things. If at any time you can't calm him down, Just tear off some of these drawings, and give him a pen and a piece of paper to make up. He probably has obsessive-compulsive disorder in addition to autism."

Su Xingyu: "..."

At her feet, Xiao Han, who had exploded curiosity, had rushed to her room to find a pen and a piece of paper, and looked at the picture in Xiao Jun's hand. Su Xingyu looked down, crooked, and couldn't bear to straighten. Depending on.

"Xiao Han..." She felt that this little guy was a bit embarrassing, and this painting technique was probably too stupid for her to raise.

The stupid Xiao Han blinked innocently, and continued to paint and paint.

Painted a lot of pens like ghost paintings, and handed it to Xiao Ju happily: "Xiao Ju, Xiao Ju, do you see the image I drew? Does the trajectory of the stars refer to the moving stars? You see what I drew. Are the stars cute?"

"Xiaohan..." Su Xingyu wanted to pretend not to know him.

Xiao Han blinked and waited expectantly for Xiao Jue's answer.

Gao Leng Xiaojun silently shifted her direction, avoiding the ghost symbol that he was sticking in front of him.

Xiao Han was not reconciled, and continued to pester him: "Look at it, look at it."

"Xiaohan..." Su Xingyu was powerless, didn't he see that others would not care about him? He was stupid.

Lu Shifeng also glanced at the abstract painting in Xiaohan's hand silently, and said quietly, "It's useless to show Xiaoju this kind of thing. He doesn't think that what you painted is the same thing as his."

As Lu Shifeng said, he squatted down, took the pen and paper from Xiaohan, and drew a few strokes of the prototype of the drawing in Xiaojun's hand. His fingers were slender and stable, and the lines he drew were straight and precise, just like a computer copy.

Then, he took away the drawing in Xiao Jue's hand and stuffed the rudiment in his hand.

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