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Xia's mother was startled, and almost didn't wake Xia Weiyang, she hurried out and called Xia's father, "I feel that the child seems to have a problem again." What Xia's mother saw, Xia's father also sank in his heart, "Would it be possible? The child has never been in the past, but, in order to make us feel at ease, she chose to pretend?"

"Then what should we do?" After living in City H for a little longer, Xia's mother watched Xia Weiyang gradually return to normal, she was just taciturn.But now, it seems that all of this is an illusion, Xia Weiyang seems to have never changed, her paintings are actually still dark, every painting hanging in the room is dominated by black and gray tones, making people feel depressed when they enter the door.

But Xia's mother never said anything, she also remembered Teacher Mu Zihe's instruction, for Xia Weiyang, let her be herself as much as possible.This kind of heart was shaken when she saw Xia Weiyang's text message, whether the child was thinking wildly, whether she was thinking... that word, just thinking about it, made Xia's mother suffer.

She is just such a child, if it is gone, she will definitely not be able to live.Could it be that, apart from Chen Muhan, there is no way to make the child really get better again?Xia's mother knows that Xia Weiyang needs time, she once loved each other sincerely, it's not so easy to give up, but you have to take a step forward, right?Not to mention spinning around in place, now it is starting to go backwards.

Mother Xia was in deep pain at night, she couldn't sleep, she was afraid that the child would make a mistake, so she would sometimes stand in the living room and look at Xia Weiyang's bedroom.Sometimes it is dark, and sometimes, there is light refracted from the crack in the door.The child goes to bed early most of the time, and occasionally stays up late once or twice, and Mother Xia doesn't say anything.

During the day, Xia Weiyang doesn't look any different, the weather in H City is hot, Xia Weiyang will also wear beautiful skirts and eat cold ice cream.The only thing that hasn't changed is that Xia Weiyang still likes someone alone. She wears a beautiful floral dress and goes out alone, seemingly aimlessly walking on the road. She will take out ice cream from home by herself, and sit quietly in front of the window Eat, she still can't buy things, even the old neighbors thought their child couldn't speak, shook his head and said, "It's a pity, she is so beautiful and can't talk."

There are only a handful of people who can make Xia Weiyang speak, Father Xia, Mother Xia, and Mu Zihe.It seems that it takes a lot of courage to say one more word.Xia Weiyang likes to wear earphones, hold a paintbrush, and immerse herself in her own world.

Since Xia's mother discovered the information Xia Weiyang searched for, she couldn't help but become more vigilant. Originally, she didn't care what Xia Weiyang did, but now, her eyes would follow her, and she would ask her where she was going.Although Xia Weiyang was unwilling, she would answer, "I'll go out and draw."

"Just draw at home, isn't it good?" Xia's mother was worried, it could be said that she was terrified, every time she let Xia Weiyang go out, there was a feeling that the child would never come back.

"At home, boring."

"Then don't go too far, mom is worried."

"En." Xia Weiyang carried her little easel on her back, and put on a little straw hat. It was summer, and she was still wearing a floral skirt.It's not that Xia's mother doesn't want to follow her, but Xia's father forbids it, "The child is very sensitive, and she knows that if you follow her, she will be bored." Xia's mother feels uncomfortable and wants to cry, "What if the child has an accident? ?”

"Will not."

"How do you know!" Mother Xia was a little hysterical.

"Because the most difficult time is passing." Father Xia paused, "or in other words, the most difficult time has passed."

Xia's mother couldn't listen at all, she covered her face with her hands, and tears flowed down her fingers.Xia's father sighed, and held Xia's mother in his arms, "I didn't say that on purpose to comfort you, Wei Young is now in the darkness of dawn, and it is also the moment when she will break out of her cocoon, as long as it passes."

"What if the day doesn't light up again, what if the cocoon fails to break through?" Mother Xia asked in tears.

"Silly wife, she is our baby, how can I let her have trouble." Father Xia lowered his voice, "I didn't want to tell you, but seeing you like this, I'd better tell you."

It turned out that Xia's father sent and hired bodyguards, and Xia's mother was a little suspicious, "Really?"

"kindness."

"Where did that daughter go recently, do you know?"

"She goes to one place every time, just painting there."

"What did you draw?" Xia's mother wanted to see if Xia's father had lied. Xia's father smiled and said, "She drew figures."

Xia's mother began to believe, "Who is she painting?" She was almost sure that Xia Weiyang's painting was Chen Muhan, but Xia's father said: "What she painted was herself."

Mother Xia was stunned, and asked in disbelief: "Really?"

"kindness."

"Not Chen Muhan?"

"I knew it, you had to guess it was the child, but it really wasn't." Xia's father took Xia's mother's hand, asked her to sit down, and sat down himself, "To be precise, what she drew is not real. Myself, perhaps my imaginary self.”

Xia's mother is curious about what Xia Weiyang looks like in the child's eyes, "What exactly did she draw, I want to see." Xia's father shook his head, "She will be buried every time, maybe she doesn't want us to know, let's not go Excuse her, okay?" Mother Xia stepped back, "Then tell me, what exactly did the child draw, you must have seen it."

"En..." Xia's father hesitated for a moment, and coughed, "The child's drawing...is just a strange face, the image of himself." Xia's mother looked suspicious, "A strange face?" In the end, Xia Mother didn't ask why, Father Xia's words were circuitous, after all, Mother Xia could draw the conclusion that Xia Weiyang drew a stranger's face.

Xia's mother doesn't understand, children should have a reference when drawing their imagined self, how could it be a stranger's face?

Fortunately, Xia Weiyang will come back when she paints. Every time, Xia's mother is at the door, waiting for fear that Xia Weiyang will not come back.Every time Xia Weiyang comes back, her expression and movements are similar, the expression is almost expressionless every time, and the movements are basically the same, enter the room and kick off the shoes, start to wear slippers on the left foot, and go back to the bedroom after putting on the shoes Put away her little easel, and then she will take a change of clothes to the bathroom to take a shower.

When Xia Weiyang comes out after washing the incense, Xia's mother's soup will be ready, and occasionally because the soup has been cooking for a long time, she needs to sit at the table and wait for a while.Xia Weiyang sat on the sofa upright, like a well-bred little girl in someone else's house.This is not the same as the original Xia Weiyang, the original little guy loves to toss and do things very well, he doesn't look good at home, lying here, lying on his stomach there, just can't sit properly, how comfortable is it? Come on, that was Xia Weiyang's previous purpose, and the reason is plausible: everything exists for me, and my comfort is the biggest measure.

Xia's mother brought out the soup, Xia Weiyang was sitting there like a baby, "Dear the soup." Xia's mother sat beside her, Xia Weiyang said oh, took the soup and drank it.Most of the time, Xia Weiyang is obedient, she will do what you ask her to do, if she doesn't want to, she will frown, silently expressing her disapproval, if you insist on asking her to do it, she will go if she doesn't want to Do.To her parents, she hardly disobeyed, maybe God wanted to make up for the trouble caused by the disobedient Xia Weiyang in the past, the previous Xia Weiyang was seldom obedient.

"Is it good to drink?"

nod.

"Do you still want to drink?"

Shaking his head.

The communication is always so brief, Mother Xia has tempted and seduced her, trying to lure her to talk more, but Xia Weiyang doesn't speak anything that can be expressed with body.Mother Xia is sometimes like, she has enough energy to spare, she doesn't know what to do, and she is afraid that the child will feel uncomfortable if it is too serious, but Mother Xia can almost predict that the child's autism will become more and more serious.

After dinner, Xia Weiyang strolled by the window for a while, then went back to the room.Mother Xia stood at the door for a long time, but still didn't go in.When Xia's father came back, he saw Xia's mother who had been staring at the door, "Why are you standing there and watching stupidly?"

Xia Weiyang's paintings are progressing rapidly, and the one with the deepest feeling is Mu Zihe.When Mu Zihe goes abroad, he will also call Xia Weiyang, "Did you draw a picture obediently?"

"Have."

"Did you go home obediently?"

"Have."

"Did you miss your teacher?"

Xia Weiyang didn't answer immediately, Mu Zihe said: "Teacher misses you very much, Weiyang."

"Think." Xia Weiyang said.Mu Zihe laughed, "Little guy, if I don't miss you, don't you miss me?"

"En." She admitted it confidently.

"Why?" Mu Zihe tempted, "If you think I don't want you, you will be at a disadvantage?"

"kindness."

"Do you still feel disadvantaged now?"

"No."

"The teacher misses you very much. You miss the teacher. According to your theory, I am the one who suffers."

Xia Weiyang didn't speak, Mu Zihe said enough, "Okay, I will go back next week and bring you some fun little things, you must like them, do you look forward to it?"

"kindness."

"Do you want to pick me up at the airport?" After Mu Zihe asked, there was no movement for a long time, when she was about to give up, Xia Weiyang's voice came, "I can't find it."

"Take a taxi, just say go to the airport." After Mu Zihe finished speaking, he changed his words again, "Forget it, I'll call the driver and ask her to pick you up, don't come out by yourself." Xia Weiyang said yes up.

On Sunday, Mu Zihe came back from abroad, Xia Weiyang was driven to the airport by the driver, Mu Zihe came out, first gave Xia Weiyang a big smile, then she put down the box in her hand, opened her arms, and stood there , opened his arms to Xia Weiyang.Xia Weiyang would show a helpless expression in the crowd, but she still walked forward a little bit, and the driver followed her.In the end, Xia Weiyang came close to Mu Zihe, there was still a distance, she refused to go any further, Mu Zihe smiled, walked over without hesitation, hugged Xia Weiyang, and said in a joyful voice: "Every time I see you, It can always give me new surprises, and I have begun to learn to take the initiative, which is great."

"Here." Mu Zihe called Xia Mu on the phone, and introduced Xia Weiyang to her home. Xia Weiyang sat on the ground, looking at the colorful pencils, her eyes were bright.Mu Zihe saw it, put his hands on the sofa, smiled, "Do you like it?" Xia Weiyang was holding the box with the faber-ll logo, she liked it, so she wanted to hold it.

Maybe it's because I like it too much, so I want to hug it even when I'm sleeping. Mu Zihe let her go, "You can also hug it, but you won't be able to sleep well if you hold it. The teacher put it next to you, and you can see it when you open your eyes. Okay?" Xia Weiyang thought for a while, then let go of her hand, watching Mu Zihe place the box next to her.Xia Weiyang lay down, one hand fell on it, she must maintain some kind of connection to be at ease.

Xia Weiyang became more and more addicted to painting, besides eating and sleeping, she spent most of her time painting, and she didn't even want to go home.For three consecutive days, Xia Weiyang didn't come home, even though Mu Zihe said that Xia Weiyang was fine, but as a mother, she was still worried.When Xia's mother came to the door, Xia Weiyang leaned against the wall and fell asleep, the drawing board in front of her was propped up, blank.

"She just sat there facing the blank drawing board." After Mu Zihe let Xia's mother look at Xia Weiyang, she quietly called out the person, and closed the door, "I will persuade her to rest, but I will I feel that now is a critical moment, maybe she is conceiving an incomparable picture scroll." Mother Xia disagreed, the child was hers, and she felt distressed when she was exhausted.

Mother Xia still wanted to take Xia Weiyang away, Mu Zihe persuaded: "Don't take her away in a hurry, from my point of view, she draws wonderful paintings, I am very happy, this is my side as a teacher, but as a friend On the other hand, I know that Wei Young is not happy, she has unresolved knots in her heart, every time she indulges in something for a long time, I always think, maybe she is immersed in a certain time point in the past and refuses to come out, I I don't know what happened to her in the past, but when she had a fierce ideological struggle, I thought I should stand by her side and give her time and space, every ideological struggle may break through her original self..."

Xia Mu probably understood what Mu Zihe meant. At this moment, Xia Weiyang was not only sleeping in front of a blank drawing board, perhaps, it was also a kind of inner self-struggle, trying to fight, wanting to break through, "Then..." Xia Mu Feeling very sad, "Then ask Teacher Mu to help take care of her."

Xia Weiyang didn't draw anything, she sat there for three days, she became a little dull.Mu Zihe knew that it was time to stop him, "Okay, Weiyang, it's time to get a good night's sleep." Xia Weiyang snorted, stood up, fell down and fell asleep.

When Chen Muhan took the first breath of air in City H, Chen Muhan felt his throat was on fire, the air here was hot, all the way walking, searching all the way, missing all the way, City H, scumbag, will you be here?Let me find out.