Put the autistic child in the bag

Afterwards, the gentle projects, bumper cars, bumper boats, and simulated field games, seeing the colorful paints on the clothes, everyone laughed at each other but were satisfied and happy. After playing for four hours, everyone felt tired , Waiting for the driver to drive the car over.

Ai Chuan's steps were a little vain, and the suffering he endured could no longer overcome his will, so he had to dodge the crowd and run away until he could no longer see their figures before he felt the vibration of the phone belatedly.

"Aichuan, where are you?" Han Shuchi's angry and anxious voice came.

"Han... you go back first, you met a friend temporarily, and now you are with them..."

"Crack" the phone hung up neatly, Ai Chuan was holding the phone, the last sliver of normality she had just forced had completely exhausted all her strength, but fortunately, she was in a small closed corner now, and her current ugly appearance was completely exhausted. Hiding behind others, the unscrupulous one can collapse all will and cry.

"Aichuan! Wake up! Aichuan!" The gentle male voice melted into the ear, very warm.

Ai Chuan opened his eyes, saw a familiar face, and smiled modestly: "This time I will trouble you again."

"Aichuan!" The man changed his gentleness from before with a cold face: "Your situation is very bad, worse than you imagined now."

Ai Chuan's face has gradually returned to ruddy, but his eyes are weak and weak: "Dr. Qiao, my life is now peaceful like never before. This is something I have never imagined, but my heart is often lost, contradictory, and fearful. That feeling seems to swallow everything at any moment."

"I've reminded you before that getting close to Hanshu Pool is like playing with fire, but you still want to try it."

"Doctor, your words are overly emotional." Ai Chuan instinctively began to show a hint of slyness, as if the worrying coma just now hadn't happened, and everything seemed too normal.

"You are blindly covering up your illness." As a doctor, Qiao Wanqiao was sensitive to discover that Ai Chuan was deliberately avoiding everything that would touch his heart.

"Recently, I often think, am I sick like this? I'm just used to seeing a doctor." Aichuan said as a matter of course.

Qiao Wanqiao tried her best to hold back the emotions about to explode: "Aichuan, can you tell me what you think in your heart? You need someone to open it, so treat me as the window to your heart and tell him, you What are you thinking?"

"Use hypnosis!" Aichuan gritted his teeth, slowly raised his upper body, and sat on the recliner.

"You have begun to rely on hypnosis, which has no effect on your condition. Can you try to speak out while awake?"

"Indeed, it's not easy to be hypnotized. Hypnosis is also scary. Doctors always use knives on people under hypnosis. However, when you are awake, you will be afraid of uncovering the scars."

"Aichuan, how much trust do you give me now?"

Aichuan shook his head.

"Aichuan, remember when we first met?"

Aichuan nodded.

"You grabbed Xu Xin's hand like a child and refused to talk to me." Qiao Wanqiao smiled: "I have met more difficult patients abroad, who would bite when they spoke. He is very obedient."

"The doctor is not so mean when the patient is obedient."

"I'm sorry, I used inappropriate words before I knew it." Qiao Wanqiao's smile was quite childish now: "I concluded at that time that you had some obsessive-compulsive disorder."

"Would the effect be better if the symptom is mentioned in front of the patient?"

"At this time, you are more like a classmate who is competing with me in class. We are rivals."

"Our conversation always turns to your studies."

"It's nothing bad, Aichuan misses school very much, and so do I."

"Did you lose your temper with me just now?" Ai Chuan asked in a low voice.

"Yes, you see, you managed to piss me off."

Aichuan smiled embarrassedly: "You never get angry."

"Yes, I have a good temper, so many people bully me."

"It's our right."

Qiao Wanqiao frowned: "Don't equate yourself with others, Ai Chuan, believe that you can get better, and I believe it too."

"You trust me?"

"Ok!"

Aichuan blinked and shook his head: "No one will believe you when you say this, you are a doctor."

"Don't you deny that you are a patient?"

"Maybe I'm being willful." Ai Chuan's eyes were deep, and sentimentality hit his heart.

"Ai Chuan!" Qiao Wanqiao hesitated for a moment and asked quietly, "Now, do you think it's meaningful to be alive?"

Aichuan smiled lightly: "Do you still remember what I said?"

"That was the first time you said what you thought in your heart and described death in such a fascinated tone. At that time, I was curious, what kind of person are you? Why are you so sad and desperate?"

"At that time, I lost my parents who loved me so much."

"You said you've been losing, what about now?" Qiao Wanqiao looked at her gently.

"Is there anything a doctor fears losing?"

"Yes!" Qiao Wanqiao looked at Ai Chuan quietly, her tone trembling.

Ai Chuan watched his expression, and smiled faintly: "When the doctor is nervous, he doesn't look like himself."

Qiao Wanqiao also smiled to herself, and said a little shyly, "How long has this palpitation lasted?"

"Because it's the first time I'm standing among many people. Although everyone is around, the fear persists. I didn't feel it at first, but gradually, more and more people paid attention, and the feeling became more and more intense. , about three or four hours."

Qiao Wanqiao frowned calmly, and patted Ai Chuan's back lightly: "You should know that in this situation...you can no longer stay by her side."

Aichuan quietly lowered her head.

"Everything you perceive is related to her. What you are afraid of is not the crowd, but you always look at everything around you according to the ending you want, and even want to erase anything that can cause people to be with her. alert thing."

"The person who can see the heart of others is really scary. If this person is not you, what will happen?" Ai Chuan closed his eyes in a daze and weary.

Qiao Wanqiao sighed softly: "If you can be strong, you can handle it well this time, right?"

Ai Chuan still closed her eyes and did not answer.

"Heh! Sure enough, he became silent again. However, I have drawn a few illustrations recently, are you interested in giving me some advice?" Qiao Wanqiao said while flipping through a stack of manuscript paper on the bookshelf.

Ai Chuan felt that Qiao Wanqiao was perfect to be his doctor. Whenever he was distracted and sad, he could always find a way to stop himself from thinking wildly.

Han Shuchi stood with his arms folded in front of the French window and watched the dark path outside the fence. It's two o'clock in the morning. Is that person planning to stay out at night?The sudden sound of footsteps made Han Shuchi alert.

Xiao Yu avoided her sight and sat upright on the sofa.

Han Shuchi walked over and sat down on the single sofa: "Can't sleep?"

Xiao Yu stared at this person's face, looking up for a long time.

What kind of eyes is this, Han Shuchi doesn't know how to react for a while, this child is more and more like that person.

"What about you?"

"Hmm..." Han Shuchi hesitated for a few seconds, feeling that it was in line with her character that the child could ask such a question: "Anyway, I have a whole day to sleep tomorrow."

Xiaoyu felt that Han Shuchi was a little more subtle than himself when he imitated his own appearance, so he couldn't help laughing: "Today I let the teacher dove, I said you instigated it."

Han Shuchi lazily let her be mischievous: "That's the truth."

"I can't see that you will be a good student at school."

Han Shuchi narrowed his eyes: "Have you reached a consensus with Jun Yiran?"

"Her subjective will is too weak, as long as she pretends to be very close to her, she can jump up and down proudly." Xiao Yu tilted her head disdainfully.

Han Shuchi moved his body with great interest, he was a little uncomfortable with his backache all day long.

Xiao Yu climbed off the sofa: "I'll give you a massage, on condition that you don't eat eggs."

Han Shuchi stared at her in surprise, smiled slightly, and took the initiative to find a comfortable position to lie on the sofa.

Xiao Yu felt that she agreed, and approached with satisfaction, but at the moment she didn't know where to start.

Han Shuchi waited quietly, anyway, it was up to her to kill or cut.

Xiao Yu's little hand climbed up to her shoulder, the skin it touched was soft and slippery, I didn't hate it.After all, he is a child, and his grasp of strength is immature, Han Shuchi pursed his lips and smiled softly: "It's lighter."

Light rain added weight.

Han Shuchi tilted his head comfortably, with a contented expression.

After a long time, I felt that the hands kneading my back gradually slowed down. The child who was lying on my back inadvertently stopped and fell asleep. Han Shuchi waited quietly for 10 minutes, waiting for the child to fall asleep. , moved his body quietly, and climbed off the sofa, the movements were gentle and funny, Han Shuchi looked at the little man who was sleeping soundly with his mouth blinking, and for no reason felt that bringing this child into the world was not a complete pain, but that he had inadvertently Angered too many people.