"You are my child!"

Shen Shiyu immediately stepped back when he felt Shen's mother approaching. Shen's mother was held by the arm by Shen's father, which prevented Shen's mother from falling to the ground.

Xu Qingluo looked at Shen Shiyu standing in the room. The floor of the room was littered with various broken things. Xu Qingluo turned to look at Grandpa Shen.

Old Master Shen hadn't seen his little grandson for a whole month, and he looked at Shen Shiyu with such distress and pity in his eyes.

Shen Shiyu felt his grandfather's gaze and turned his head away in panic.

"Mr. Shen, let me talk to him."

Mr. Shen quickly wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, then nodded at her.

Zhou's father was a little worried, and Xu Qingluo gave him a reassuring look.

"Dad, please help Mr. Shen go downstairs and rest first."

"Okay, then call me if you need anything."

Xu Qingluo nodded, then looked at Mr. and Mrs. Shen standing beside him.

"Uncle and aunt, please go downstairs and have a rest."

Shen's father and mother looked at Shen Shiyu in the room with red eyes. They wanted to stay and talk to their son, but Xu Qingluo did not give them the opportunity.

"Please cooperate with me, both of you."

Xu Qingluo said so, and Shen's father and mother could only support each other down the stairs.

After everyone went downstairs, Xu Qingluo walked into Shen Shiyu's room and gently half-closed the door.

Shen Shiyu stood in the room, looking towards the window with lifeless eyes. From the window, he could see the front yard of the Shen family.

And the gaze that Xu Qingluo felt before coming in came from Shen Shiyu.

"The osmanthus flowers are about to bloom, do you want to go and see them?"

When Shen Shiyu heard Xu Qingluo's words, his hand paused, and he still didn't respond and stood there. Xu Qingluo didn't get angry and walked to the desk.

"You draw very well."

Shen Shiyu looked towards his desk and saw the random drawings on his notebook. This person thought his drawings were very good. Was there something wrong with his eyes?

Xu Qingluo saw the complaints in Shen Shiyu's eyes, and then she couldn't help laughing, which made Shen Shiyu think she was stupid even more.

"Would you like to sit and talk to me?"

Shen Shiyu sat down beside the bed with a sullen face, and Xu Qingluo sat on a chair, the two of them sitting face to face.

But Chen Shiyu kept his head down, his hands clenched into fists on his thighs, and he looked lifeless.

Xu Qingluo looked at him. As a psychologist, what he feared most was empathizing with his patients, but empathy was also something he had to do.

"You're very brave if you can open the door."

"Give me the rest."

Shen Shiyu couldn't help trembling when he heard her words. The 17-year-old boy instantly cried like a child. Xu Qingluo handed him her handkerchief.

"I heard you're a scientific genius."

"It just so happens that I am quite gifted in psychology."

"Believe me, I will let you see the most beautiful osmanthus."

Chen Shiyu raised his head and looked at her. His red eyes were no longer cold and indifferent, but filled with expectation and yearning. Then he stretched out his hands to Xu Qingluo, his tone tearful.

"Hold me."

When Xu Qingluo heard his request, she smiled and put the pillow on the bed in his arms, and patiently explained that she did not dislike him.

"I am married, so let this pillow comfort you."

Shen Shiyu hugged the pillow tightly in his arms, buried his head in the pillow, and cried louder and harder, as if he wanted to vent all his grievances.

When Mr. Shen downstairs heard the crying, he quickly raised his foot and wanted to go upstairs, but when he thought of Xu Qingluo's death, he silently withdrew his foot.

Shen's father and mother were anxiously pacing around the stairs, but Mr. Shen was standing at the stairs and didn't go upstairs, so they didn't dare to go upstairs to disturb Xu Qingluo's treatment.

"Why are you crying?"

Shen's mother was very anxious. Their son had an extraordinary IQ since he was a child, and he had never been so emotional.

I suddenly cried. They were all lying when they said they were not worried.