Mother Shen, who had always wanted the two of them to have more contact, naturally would not refuse Chu Ci's request.
But after the lesson just now, he didn't dare to leave Chu Ci alone in Shen Yibai's room.
So he personally carried the small fruit plate and took Chu Ci upstairs.
The scattered parts at Shen Yibai's door had been cleaned up by his aunt. Shen's mother knocked on the door gently a few times before pushing it open.
Shen Yibai's room was still dark, with only a small lamp on the side. He was sitting on the carpet on the ground, holding the mechanical toy that Chu Ci had given him before. His small hands nimbly took out the parts from the toolbox next to him and assembled them on the broken toy.
He was indeed quite talented at this kind of thing, and in just a short while, he had repaired the toy almost completely.
He ignored the sound of the door opening. His fair and tender little face was hanging down, his lips gently pursed, looking a bit stubborn. His eyes were serious and focused, all focused on what he was doing.
Perhaps it is due to this kind of mental illness that this type of people can always give 120% concentration to the work at hand, so it is not impossible for someone like Shen Yibai to be able to assemble this not very complicated mechanical toy at the age of five.
Mother Shen brought Chu Ci in, put the things in her hands aside, asked Chu Ci to wait aside, and walked up to him.
Bending down, he spoke softly and gently, "The young lady from before is staying to play with Yibai. Can Yibai bring Sister Chuci to play with her?"
After Shen's mother finished speaking, Shen Yibai did not respond much. He just lowered his eyes and looked at the parts in his hands, but he did not show any special resistance.
Mother Shen's heart tightened when she saw this, but she finally breathed a sigh of relief. She raised her hand and called Chu Ci, and took out a few picture books and a set of colored pencils from the side for Chu Ci to play with by herself.
When Shen Yibai took the book, he did react a little. His big, slightly lifeless eyes glanced over here. After seeing that it was Shen's mother and Chu Ci, he lowered his eyes and didn't react.
But it was already rare that Shen Yibai could let a strange little girl stay within this distance. Shen's mother once again felt hopeful and sat on a chair beside her, watching the two young children playing.
Although they were playing separately and were quite far apart, both children were so delicate and pretty that even without any interaction, just putting them together was a pleasure to watch.
Chu Ci didn't rashly touch Shen Yibai's bottom line. Looking at the drawing book in front of her that had already been drawn with lines and only needed to be colored later, Chu Ci raised her hand and opened it.
This sketchbook has been painted a few times, and the colors used are relatively cold or dark. When Shen Yibai painted this, because he was young, his hands were probably not very steady, but he still basically restrained himself and was careful not to paint outside the lines.
It's as if he has obsessive-compulsive disorder at such a young age and can't control himself.
Chu Ci roughly flipped through the previous painting, then turned to a new page, picked up the colored pen, and began to color the blocks with great interest.
Over there, Shen Yibai had already assembled the toy and put it aside. He turned his head and saw Chu Ci's actions, his lips still pursed.
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