Jiang Yu likes Sheng Yuan very much.

She took two steps forward, the crimson-purple skirt swaying at her ankles, and she looked at Sheng Yuan with sincere eyes.

"Little Kite."

“…Can I call you that?”

Sheng Yuan curved her lips and said, "Of course, Auntie."

At this time, Aunt Qu brought over the snacks.

Jiang Yu greeted Sheng Yuan enthusiastically, "Xiao Yuan, come and eat. Xiao Yuan, come and eat. I've eaten this snack before. It's delicious. Come and eat, Xiao Yuan."

Jiang Yu would often repeat a sentence several times.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see or feel that her condition is not normal. Her language and body language are like a child most of the time, but she has the memory norms of an adult.

These are the early symptoms of schizophrenia.

“…”

Shi Yan took out two wet tissues from the coffee table and helped Jiang Yu wipe his hands, because Jiang Yu had completely forgotten that his hands were stained with paint and was reaching out to take the snacks on the plate to eat.

Jiang Yu sat quietly on the sofa. She raised her hands and looked at Shi Yan who was half squatting in front of her. She lowered her gentle eyes and spoke in a very soft and kind voice.

"Thank you. It's really troublesome for our Xiaoyan."

"You are welcome."

Shi Yan didn't look up, and spoke in a light tone. After wiping the paint clean carefully, he threw the wet tissue into the trash can.

After having snack.

Jiang Yu invited Sheng Yuan to see his oil paintings.

She enthusiastically took Sheng Yuan's hand and was about to leave. Then, as if she suddenly remembered something, she turned around, looked at Shi Yan, and asked Shi Yan's opinion, "Xiao Yan, is it okay? Can you lend Xiao Yuan to me for a little while? Just for a little while."

Shi Yan looked at Sheng Yuan.

Silently asking Sheng Yuan's wishes.

Sheng Yuan was quite willing and nodded to Shi Yan with a smile.

Shi Yancai replied to Jiang Yu, "Okay."

Jiang Yu's expression became happy, like a pure child, excited and excited, and he walked away holding Sheng Yuan's hand.

This house is very big and has many empty rooms, all of which are used to store Jiang Yu's paintings. There are so many drawing boards that they can hold a large-scale art exhibition.

It turned out that the oil paintings that Sheng Yuan had just seen in the corridor, which were hung all over the corridor, were only a small part of them.

Jiang Yu has a really high artistic talent in painting.

Pick up any one of them, it is the spring breeze under his brush, vivid and lifelike, with a very unique personal style.

In addition to scenery, the content also includes objects.

There are both moving and still ones.

Sheng Yuan also saw many paintings that depicted the furnishings in the house, the courtyard full of vitality in the afternoon sunlight, the empty windowsill at dusk, and the floor clock with the lights turned off and the moonlight pouring down on it.

Jiang Yu enthusiastically introduced his paintings to Sheng Yuan one by one.

Occasionally, Sheng Yuan would turn her head and wink at him. The corners of his lips would gently curve up, and his dark eyes, staring at her, would show warmth.

Jiang Yu enjoyed this so much that he dragged Sheng Yuan around the house for more than 20 minutes.

Sheng Yuan was happy to accompany him.

But at this time, Aunt Qu came upstairs with a small tray and walked in front of Jiang Yu.

"Ma'am, it's time to take your medicine."

Jiang Yu was stunned for a moment, as if he just remembered that he needed to take medicine, and muttered to himself, "Yeah, yes, it's time, I should take medicine."

She took the water from Aunt Qu and obediently swallowed the white pill in the small lid.

Then, Aunt Qu reminded her again, "Madam, after you finish taking your medicine, you should go to your room and rest."

So Sheng Yuan and Shi Yan also prepared to leave.

Jiang Yu looked at them with a reluctant and even panicked look, "Are you leaving now? Why don't you stay a little longer?"

She obviously didn't want them to leave.

It was not until he heard Sheng Yuan agree that they could come here in the next two days if the weather was good that Jiang Yu was contented and went back to his room to rest.

Accompanied by Aunt Qu, she personally went to the door and saw Sheng Yuan and Shi Yan off to the car.

Looking at the two of them, he kept giving them some warnings with a worried look on his face.

"Remember, remember to come here in two days."

"Xiao Yan, you must remember this."

"Um."

"Goodbye, Auntie."

Jiang Yu waved, "Goodbye, Xiao Yuan."

Even until the black car drove out of sight, Jiang Yu was still looking in the direction it disappeared, refusing to look away.

Aunt Qu next to her looked at Jiang Yu with a complicated expression.

The lady was so reluctant to leave.

But she remembered that half a year ago, the lady and Xiaoyan had a quarrel for some unknown reason.

The quarrel was very fierce.

It was the lady's one-sided hysteria.

Xiaoyan's expression remained calm from beginning to end.

Everything in the room was smashed to pieces, and the woman was screaming and shouting in excitement and collapse.

"Go! Go away! I never want to see you again! You are not my child! Go!"

Thanks to Lan Wangji's wife for the monthly ticket

(End of this chapter)