Yang Xiaoyu noticed Yan Hua's eyes, and walked faster, reaching Wan Qiu in just two or three steps.
Yang Xiaoyu's scent, which was always sweet and soft, enveloped Wan Qiu, and the warmth was transmitted in the embrace of the two. Wan Qiu's nervousness, which had crackled like static electricity, was completely calmed down by the soothing.
"Baby, mom just asked the kitchen to prepare some afternoon tea. Can you go and help Butler Bai?" Yang Xiaoyu said softly.
Wan Qiu agreed.
Yang Xiaoyu let him go, and Wan Qiu immediately went to carry out Yang Xiaoyu's orders, even forgetting Yan Hua who was beside him.
Before leaving the living room, Wan Qiu looked back at Yang Xiaoyu and Yan Hua.
Yang Xiaoyu's unhappy mood even spread to his face.
It was like crushed dried flower fragments floating around Yang Xiaoyu.
Wan Qiu was next to the chef, but the chef didn't seem to need his help.
While Wan Qiu was waiting quietly, he recalled the feeling of being with Yan Hua in his mind.
He felt powerless and confused, as if he was groping in muddy sewage for something he had no idea what it was.
Afraid, nervous, and anxious because I couldn't find anything.
After taking over the afternoon tea table, Butler Bai handed the task of pushing the food cart to Wan Qiu. Wan Qiu now had something to do and could fulfill Yang Xiaoyu's request.
Wan Qiu carefully pushed the dining cart back to the living room. The voices of Yang Xiaoyu and Yan Hua talking came closer and closer.
Wan Qiu caught the moment when the two were talking and called his name.
Wan Qiu, who was pushing the food cart, slowed down his pace unconsciously.
Don't interrupt your mother when she's talking.
Wan Qiu stood at the door, and even though he didn't intend to listen carefully, he still heard the conversation between the two.
"It's really not a simple matter. I will trouble you for a long time in the future, Doctor Yan."
Yang Xiaoyu's voice was clearly conveyed to Wan Qiu, and the word "doctor" directly entered Wan Qiu's understanding.
"Treatment is a long-term thing. The most important thing for him now is the support of his parents and relatives. At least he should learn more and learn how to express himself first."
Yan Hua's voice was different from what Wan Qiu heard.
Even calmer, like grass leaves in the morning mist, with a light layer of cold white frost covering the green.
Wan Qiu didn't hear much of the conversation between Yang Xiaoyu and Yan Hua, most of it was long sentences.
Wan Qiu had difficulty understanding long sentences and only captured some information that he could understand.
"Doctor," "treatment," and "long-term" are easy-to-understand words, but in Wanqiu's world, they are like rubble hung in the sky by a tornado, tearing them apart madly, causing fear and pain.
A doctor is someone who treats diseases.
This time, someone developed a disease that required long-term treatment.
Who is sick?
The person who is talking to the good doctor now and seeing the patient is... mom?
When Wan Qiu's understanding of this conversation froze on this final conclusion, his heart suddenly tightened.
Yan Hua left.
After all, it was the first day of contact, and it was difficult to start a normal conversation.
Yang Xiaoyu also felt a little helpless. In Yan Hua's opinion, all of Wan Qiu's current actions were reactions to the behavior of the people around him.
Of course Yang Xiaoyu knew, how could he not know?
Yan Hua did not give Wan Qiu any advice or guidance. This state of complete directionlessness made Wan Qiu overly nervous.
However, giving advice and guidance is not Yanhua’s job, but their job as family members.
Yang Xiaoyu had a headache.
While she was thinking about the conversation with Yan Hua, she noticed that Wan Qiu was by her side.
Wan Qiu was looking at her, but compared to the gaze that was always observing and testing, and always reflecting others' gaze, Yang Xiaoyu vaguely sensed that there seemed to be some more subtle emotions lingering in Wan Qiu's eyes at this moment.
Wan Qiu sat next to Yang Xiaoyu, and as always, he was not too intimate and would not intrude on her private space.
In a corner that Yang Xiaoyu could not see, Wan Qiu's fingers secretly pressed the corner of Yang Xiaoyu's clothes, silently.
Because Wan Qiu has always paid attention to Yang Xiaoyu, after Yang Xiaoyu came back, Wan Qiu basically stayed by Yang Xiaoyu's side the entire night.
Wanqiu has always been like this.
No one noticed that Wan Qiu was more intimate with Yang Xiaoyu than usual.
Except Chu Yigui.
In the bedroom late at night, under the bright desk lamp, Chu Yigui closed the book and rubbed his brows to relieve the fatigue after reading.
Chu Yigui stood on the balcony. The temperature of the summer night was still hot, but the breeze blowing over brought a comfort that was not available in the comfortable air-conditioned room.
Everyone was basically asleep at this time. From the direction of Chu Yigui, he could see a faint light coming from Yang Ze's room, covered by the blackout curtains.
Wan Qiu's room had become completely dark.
Chu Yigui fixed his gaze on the balcony where there was only darkness.
After being asked by Yang Ze once, Wan Qiu knew to turn on the lights when necessary.
Now they are all off. Is it because you are asleep?
Chu Yigui lowered his eyes, returned to his room, drew the curtains, and blocked out the last ray of moonlight.
Chu Yigui did not intend to fall asleep, but opened the door and walked out of the room.
Arrived at the gate of Wanqiu.
Chu Yigui pressed the handle of Wan Qiu's bedroom door, and there was a click, the sound of the door being locked.
Chu Yigui did not go directly into Wan Qiu's room and let go of his hand.
Even without entering the door, he knew that Wan Qiu was not in the bedroom at this time.
Continuing to move forward in the dim corridor where there were only night lights, Chu Yigui's direction was very clear.
Finally, outside the door of Yang Xiaoyu and Chu Jianshu’s room.
Chu Yigui found Wan Qiu.
A thin and small figure in the huge corridor.
Wan Qiu was standing at the door of Yang Xiaoyu's room, holding a pillow and a small thin blanket.
The thin blanket was still neatly folded and not opened, and it was obvious that Wan Qiu had only been here for a short time.
Wan Qiu leaned against the wall with his eyes lowered. The sound of footsteps came from the side. Wan Qiu was startled and looked up suddenly, only to see Chu Yigui, who shouldn't be here.
His eyes widened in surprise.
Chu Yigui put his index finger against his lips, asking Wan Qiu to stay quiet.
Wan Qiu stared blankly as Chu Yigui held his wrist and he was pulled forward.
The two people walked in another direction, and Wan Qiu followed quietly behind Chu Yigui.
Until they arrived at a remote open-air balcony, where there were seats fixed to the ground. It was clean and was swept every day.
On a clear summer night, the night sky is clearly twinkling with stars, and the bright moonlight is enough to illuminate all the details clearly without the need for any auxiliary lighting.
Wan Qiu hugged a pillow and a thin blanket, looking at Chu Yigui, feeling helpless.
"Why is my brother going to the door of my mother's bedroom so late at night?"
Chu Yigui's voice seemed to fit in with the late night and was not noisy. However, this tiny sound made the nervous Wan Qiu find proof that he was not alone.
Wan Qiu unconsciously hugged the pillow and thin blanket in his arms, and finally revealed a little worry in the moonlight: "Mom... is sick."
Is Yang Xiaoyu sick?
Even Chu Yigui couldn't figure out this logic for a moment. Yang Xiaoyu looked very healthy today.
"Why do you think Mom is sick?" Because he was sure that Yang Xiaoyu was not sick, Chu Yigui chose to ask 'why was she sick' rather than 'what was wrong'.
"A doctor came today." Chu Yigui caught Wan Qiu's voice, which was as soft as a mosquito's.
The doctor who came today is Yan Hua.
Chu Yigui knew that Yang Xiaoyu had brought back a psychologist to meet Wan Qiu, but he did not take the initiative to come out.
Now it seems that Wan Qiu obviously misunderstood the meaning of a psychologist.
"Don't worry, brother, Mom is not sick." Chu Yigui said.
Wan Qiu suddenly raised his eyes, and his eyes, which had begun to gleam with tears uncontrollably due to his worry about Yang Xiaoyu, now blossomed with a look of surprise.
Since Chu Yigui said so, then Mom is definitely not sick.
Wan Qiu had been worrying about something the entire night, but Chu Yigui's words put an end to his anxiety.
"The doctor is my mother's friend." Wan Qiu suddenly thought of this. It turned out that she was not looking for a doctor because of illness, but because her friend happened to be a doctor.
"No, it's true that someone is sick, so they come to the doctor." Chu Yigui knew what Wan Qiu was thinking, and said directly, "Brother, you are sick."
Is he sick?
Wan Qiu felt around in confusion, and pressed everywhere, but...
“It doesn’t hurt…” For Wan Qiu, being sick would definitely hurt, but he didn’t feel any pain anywhere, so why did he get sick?
Are you still sick enough to need a doctor?
"Brother, do you know that you are different from others?" Chu Yigui did not choose to be roundabout or conceal the truth, but told Wan Qiu directly.
Wan Qiu was suddenly stunned.
Wan Qiu lowered his head.
A breeze blew by, gently floating Wan Qiu's slightly longer hair, just like the movement of Wan Qiu nodding, so soft that it was barely noticeable.
"This is an illness." Chu Yigui said, "That doctor is here to treat your illness."
Is it a disease?
For the first time, Wan Qiu realized that the reason why he was different from others was his illness.
If it is an illness, will it get better as long as I follow the treatment with peace of mind?
If he recovered from his illness, would his parents like him more and his relationship with Chu Yigui be better?
No one likes to be sick, not even Wan Qiu.
Wan Qiu recalled Wan Xiaohua in his mind.
Grandma has been sick all the time and it seems like she will never get better.
Will he be like grandma?
“Can it be cured?” Will I die if it can’t be cured?
"Yes." Whether it can be cured or not is not up to Chu Yigui to decide.
But in this matter, Chu Yigui chose to hide the unknown and told Wan Qiu the affirmative answer.
Wan Qiu believed it.
Chu Yigui said he could be cured, so he definitely could.
Wan Qiu has been trying hard to become smarter, but he can't find a way. Is Doctor Yan Hua the way for him to become smarter?
If it becomes normal...
It will definitely be liked.
No more being abandoned.
"I'll listen to the doctor."
The teacher taught me that if you are sick, you should listen to the doctor, so that you can get better quickly.
But Wan Qiu thought about the day when he could not meet the doctor's expectations. Suddenly, Wan Qiu felt like a terminally ill patient who refused to take the medicine prescribed by the doctor and was panicking.
"Doctor, speak up." In front of Chu Yigui, Wan Qiu always found it easier to speak out his thoughts. With a mixture of anxiety and panic, Wan Qiu clenched the pillow and rubbed it nervously, "I... can't do it... I don't know..."
Chu Yigui listened to Wan Qiu's intermittent expressions and tried to understand Wan Qiu's concerns.
Yan Hua's profession makes all her questions to Wan Qiu purposeful.
Wan Qiu is very sensitive, he can feel the existence of "purpose" very clearly.
When there is no 'goal' but a 'direction', Wan Qiu will begin to understand what to do spontaneously.
But Yanhua's goal is towards Wanqiu himself.
Yan Hua may not have found a way to communicate with Wan Qiu yet, but since he is a professional after all, he will find out soon.
so……
Chu Yigui was willing to help Yan Hua avoid some detours, and he could also play a small role in Wan Qiu's psychological treatment.
"Don't worry, brother. She's a doctor and you're a patient. Patients don't know what the disease is, but doctors do. You just need to trust her and cooperate with her."
Wan Qiu lowered his head.
Looks lost in the moonlight.
"Today, I didn't cooperate well..."
"It's okay." Chu Yigui comforted.
"I don't know how to cooperate..." Wan Qiu didn't know how to listen to Chu Yigui's words.
"Do what your brother can do." Chu Yigui's gentle voice, like the moonlight at this moment, illuminates Wan Qiu's confusion, "If you can't do it, don't do it."
Wan Qiu raised his eyes and stared at Chu Yigui. Once again, Chu Yigui gave him guidance that did not conform to the rules.
If you cannot meet the needs of others, won't it bring unhappiness?
Wouldn't it be painful if unhappiness accumulated?
He couldn't avoid Yan Hua, because Yan Hua was someone his mother trusted and also a doctor that patients could not resist.
How could Chu Yigui not notice Wan Qiu’s confusion and uneasiness?
Just like every time before, Chu Yigui once again grasped the iron chain that locked Wan Qiu. The cold chain seemed to cover his palms with icy cold air, resisting his pull.
But Chu Yigui still clenched his hands tightly, not giving the iron chain that imprisoned Wan Qiu any chance to escape from his hands.
"If you are scared, run away and come find me." Chu Yigui said this to Wan Qiu using the simplest words that Wan Qiu was most familiar with and at the clearest speed that Wan Qiu could accept most.
Wan Qiu remained silent.
"Brother, I have never lied to you."
Chu Yigui's words suddenly pierced Wan Qiu's nervousness and fear. In Wan Qiu's eyes, Chu Yigui was always standing on the straightest road, holding his hand and moving forward.
He has never been wrong, Chu Yigui is always right.
Wan Qiu didn't know how Yan Hua cured the disease.
Wan Qiu didn't know how he should cooperate with Yan Hua in treating the disease.
Chu Yigui's guidance allowed Wan Qiu to look directly into the fog.
Do what you can do, and don't do what you can't do.
In front of Wan Qiu's eyes, the mysterious thing in the fog gradually appeared.
That's a mirror.
But Wan Qiu stood in front of the mirror, but he didn't know what his reflection in the mirror looked like.
But at least Wan Qiu knew that it was a mirror, and that was enough to make him feel at ease.
The chains that bound him broke with a sound and shattered all over the ground.
"Go to bed, brother." Chu Yigui stood up and said with a faint smile, "Go back to your room."
Wan Qiu nodded.
The hands that were holding the pillow loosened and rested loosely around her abdomen.
Following Chu Yigui's side, Wan Qiu raised his head and looked up at Chu Yigui.
Under the dim aisle lights, his friends and his brothers are still a reassuring presence.
Wan Qiu seemed to have some experience with the word "comfort" on this ordinary night.
Is comfort the same as a feeling of peace of mind?
Or is it the feeling of returning to a cool indoor space after a hot summer night?
Is it the feeling of hugging the soft pillow tightly in your arms?
Since that night, Wan Qiu has seen Yan Hua twice more.
But this time, the tension and anxiety were relieved a lot, and Wan Qiu finally saw a little bit of "happiness" in Yan Hua's emotions.
Yanhua praised him and gave him a candy filled with stars, saying it was his reward.
Wan Qiu looked at the colorful candies that sparkled with different colors and the little smiling faces drawn on them, all seemed to be telling of Wan Qiu's success after heeding Chu Yigui's words.
Wan Qiu placed the candies he received on the desk in his bedroom and looked at the stars twinkling in the sun. These beautiful stars were like Chu Yigui's wisdom, something that could bring Wan Qiu peace of mind.
His friend can do anything.
——
One morning, when Wan Qiu went downstairs, he saw Chu Yigui, but this was a Chu Yigui that Wan Qiu had never seen before.
In Wan Qiu's memory, Chu Yigui always wore loose and comfortable clothes, and every outfit looked very beautiful.
Today, he was wearing a white short-sleeved shirt, navy blue trousers, and a shirt of a similar style to Wan Qiu was hanging on his arm.
Chu Yigui was wearing a school uniform.
Wan Qiu had seen many beautiful classmates, but Chu Yigui was prettier than any of them he had ever seen.
Wan Qiu, however, felt that Chu Yigui was the most beautiful person in school uniform.
Chu Yigui actually has a very good figure. The boy is not strong, and the school uniform falls naturally, which shows Chu Yigui's good body lines.
Chu Yigui seemed to notice Wan Qiu's fixed gaze on him, so he turned his head and asked, "What's wrong, brother?"
Wan Qiu came back to his senses, looked at Chu Yigui, and then glanced at the school uniform.
Chu Yigui understood and tugged at the collar of his school uniform: "Classes are starting today. I went to school yesterday. It was the first day of school. Remember?"
Wan Qiu nodded. He remembered that Chu Yigui had left, but he didn't know where he went.
"I'm not here during the day, but I will go home after school." Chu Yigui said.
Wan Qiu didn't say anything, and he had no reason to speak.
Only when looking at Chu Yigui did Wan Qiu suddenly realize that Chu Yigui was his younger brother, a younger brother than him.
His younger brother is very outstanding. Just like the top student in the school, will many teachers and classmates like him?
It must be.
School is about to start.
Wan Qiu's school starts a few days later than Chu Yigui's, and Wan Qiu also looks at the date on his phone every day to count down the days until school starts.
When Wan Qiu saw Chu Yigui’s school uniform, he realized that all his school uniforms were in the rented house, and he had nothing now.
He has a desk, books, and lots of pens, but Wan Qiu has no school uniform, school bag, or summer homework.
Wan Qiu began to feel anxious because he had not finished most of his summer homework. He became nervous when he thought that his teacher would make him stand in the corner and call his parents when he returned to school.
He moved to a new house, but he didn't dare mention his previous rental house again.
Wan Qiu noticed that his mother would become unhappy whenever the issue of renting a house was mentioned.
Wan Qiu didn't know how to get from his new home to his new school.
Dr. Yanhua said that he should learn to ask more questions about things he doesn’t know and wants to know.
Now, the biggest problem for Wan Qiu is how he should go to school.
During this period, Yang Xiaoyu would go out during the day and return home at night.
Wan Qiu knew that Yang Xiaoyu had gone out to work.
But at night Yang Xiaoyu would definitely make time to be with him.
However, Wan Qiu never dared to mention the start of school to Yang Xiaoyu.
For his summer homework, he can apologize and rewrite it.
He could buy the school uniform, and he hid the money his father gave him under his mattress, lots of it.
but……
On the day before school started, Wan Qiu, who could no longer bear it, quietly followed Butler Bai.
Butler Bai was very busy, and Wan Qiu followed quietly from a distance, waiting for Butler Bai to have time.
Butler Bai discovered Wan Qiu's tracking from the very beginning. Although today's work was not completed, Butler Bai simply took off his gloves and the jacket of his butler's uniform, sat in a shady pavilion, and leisurely poured himself a cup of tea.
He kept looking into the distance. Butler Bai didn't even look at his phone, but stared into the distance in a daze.
Wan Qiu has been hesitating.
Butler Bai was thinking whether he should wait for Wan Qiu to take the initiative or not. He could go and ask.
But thinking about Dr. Yan Hua's request, since Wan Qiu has the initiative, it is better to follow Wan Qiu's lead.
Butler Bai had already drunk his second cup of tea and had been in a daze for a long time. He even wanted to go to the bathroom.
He didn't expect that their third young master was so patient. If he had a normal IQ, he would definitely achieve great success in the future.
When Wan Qiu stood in front of Butler Bai reluctantly, Butler Bai finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"Uncle." The young boy's voice was a little nervous, "I have a question."
"Of course you can ask. I'm very happy. What I like most is answering questions." After Butler Bai said this, he felt that his performance was a bit exaggerated.
Although we want to motivate Wan Qiu, he is still a little shy to speak in such a strange voice at his age.
"I wonder...how should I go...where...?"
Wan Qiu's words took Butler Bai a long time to understand. He asked carefully, "Do you want to know how to get to where you want to go?"
Butler Bai waited for a while before Wan Qiu nodded in the affirmative.
"Just tell me where you want to go and I can have someone take you there." Butler Bai also began to learn to slow down his tone, slowly waiting for Wan Qiu to understand.
"Then, tomorrow..." Wan Qiu wanted to make this promise, but after thinking for a while, he said, "Today."
Tomorrow is the first day of school.
All of Wan Qiu’s school notices were in his previous rental house, but Wan Qiu couldn’t remember what he needed to bring to school.
Wan Qiu also couldn't remember his class teacher's phone number, or rather, he had never gotten it.
I'll go to school first today, and I should be able to get another notice of school opening.
In any case, he needs to be able to start school at least. If he doesn't bring the things listed in the school admission notice, he will not be able to start school.
Wan Qiu actually asked to go out? Butler Bai was also a little surprised.
"Where do you want to go?" Butler Bai asked, seeing Wan Qiu's body tense and his expression a little dazed when he was observing him.
"School." Wan Qiu replied.
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