Chapter 80 Nian Nian's School Companion No. 1
Nian Nian started crying and complaining, leaving Jiang Duan on the other end of the video confused.
He frowned slightly, and said each word clearly: "Niannian, don't cry so quickly, explain yourself clearly."
"Wuwu, Nian Nian..." The little one hiccuped, her body still trembling with the aftereffects of crying, but she managed to stop crying obediently, "Brother Duan, wait for Nian Nian, wuwu, Nian Nian will stop crying soon."
Crying cannot be stopped by a sudden command. Nian Nian needs time to adjust her state.
Jiang Duan: "Okay, I'll wait for you."
In the past two years, Nian Nian has not only become more fluent in speaking, but has also become very good at communicating with people and expressing her needs.
He hadn't been able to call Duan "Brother" before, but now he could do it easily, without having to resort to the shortcut of calling him "Brother" as before. Jiang Duan wanted to hear him explain what had happened, so he asked Jiang Duan to give him time to calm down. His communication style was direct and efficient.
"Brother Duan'an, Nian Nian is fine." The nose of the little dumpling, who had recovered, was stuffy and pink. He rubbed his eyes with wet eyelashes, like a wilted flower.
"Well, tell me why I can't see you anymore in the future." Jiang Duan's face was calm, but his palms outside the camera slowly tightened, revealing his hidden uneasiness.
"Papa said Nian Nian wants to go to kindergarten."
At this point, Nian Nian's eyes drooped sadly, and he felt like crying, but he held back the tears and continued to tell Jiang Duan about his pain: "Brother Duan, the school hours are so long every day. Nian Nian can't see Papa, can't see you, can't see Mu Mu... There are so many people that Nian Nian can't see anymore."
"Nian Nian is sad and wants to cry. My heart is pounding." He covered his chest, where his heart was, and it was difficult to accurately describe the sour and stuffy feeling.
Jiang Duan, who had wrongly guessed Nian Nian was moving away, suddenly uncurled his curled fingers. His heart, which had been hanging in his throat, finally settled down. He diligently played the role of brother and good friend: "You're just too sad about going to school, and everyone's heart is pounding."
"Yeah, Nian Nian is so sad." The little guy leaned closer to the screen. Because of the camera, from Jiang Duan's perspective, he looked like a fathead fish. "Brother Duan, you won't be able to see Nian Nian anymore. Doesn't your heart flutter? Don't you want to cry?"
"Of course my heart is beating. I'm not dead." Jiang Duan answered fluently.
Nian Nian, with chubby cheeks, lowered his eyelashes, and his whole body exuded a strong sense of grievance. He felt that the friend he cared about most didn't seem to care about him much.
"...Okay, it's a little bit pounding." The voice sounded a little embarrassed.
After receiving the answer, Nian Nian suddenly raised her eyes, her pupils twinkling like stars in the camera, and her round upper eyelids softened into a crescent curve.
Jiang Duan met his gaze and pressed his lips awkwardly: "...You are too clingy."
"Nian Nian didn't." He shook his head in denial and asked Jiang Duan another question, "Nian Nian doesn't want to go to school and told Papa that he's considering it. What should I do, Brother Duan, will Papa let Nian Nian stay home?"
Although he's not in school, Jiang Duan, who has hired a tutor to help him study, has a deep respect for knowledge: "Learning is fun. Don't you want to go to school at all?"
"No." Nian Nian was in a dilemma. "Nian Nian likes to study, but Nian Nian likes everyone more."
Between going to school or staying at home, Nian Nian made the choice without hesitation.
But going to school is a life path that every child must go through. Jiang Duan, five years old, knows he's in the minority among those who study at home.
He was silent for a moment, as if he had made some kind of decision: "I'll go to school with you, are you willing? I can go with you, you won't be alone."
Nian Nian was stunned for a moment: "W-willing?"
There were footsteps coming from the door, gradually getting stronger.
"Nian Nian, Daddy's back." Shi Guilin brought a glass of water at a suitable temperature and came to the bedside. "Drink some."
"Okay. Brother Duan, Nian Nian will drink some water first." Nian Nian put her cell phone on the bed, took the cup with both hands, tilted her head back, puffed out her cheeks and drank the water gulpingly, like a little goldfish breathing.
Shi Guilin sat on the bed, one arm propped up on the mattress, leaning slightly. Nian Nian was still drinking water, so he lowered his head to the camera of his phone and greeted her, "Duan, good afternoon."
"Uncle, good afternoon." Jiang Duan was still polite as if it was a set routine.
Rarely, he took the initiative to talk to Shi Guilin, "Uncle, which kindergarten is Nian Nian going to?"
Shi Guilin told him truthfully: "It hasn't been decided yet."
Jiang Duan nodded in understanding. "Once the kindergarten is decided, please let my mother know which one it is right away."
"?" Shi Guilin's interest was piqued, and he became curious. "Why right now?"
"Papa, Nian Nian is done drinking." Nian Nian handed the cup with half of the water missing to her.
"Give it to me." Shi Guilin swallowed the remaining water in one breath.
As he was drinking, Jiang Duan's voice, as calm as boiled water, came from the loudspeaker: "Because I have to go to school with Nian Nian."
"Cough, cough, cough, cough..." Shi Guilin bent over and coughed violently, and the cup of water was placed on the bedside table.
After finally stopping his cough, his throat was like a broken bellows, and he couldn't hide his surprise: "You want to go to school?! Your mother agreed?"
"Papa," Nian Nian's eyes were filled with worry, "your throat is broken."
Shi Guilin cleared his throat again and waved at the little guy: "I'm fine."
"So your mother agreed to let you go to school?"
"Not yet," Jiang Duan said, "I'll tell my mom right away. She'll agree."
Cheng Huili never refused any of his requests, except not going to the hospital.
"I heard everything," a helpless female voice said. Cheng Huili's face then appeared in the camera.
Jiang Duan turned slightly to face Cheng Huili: "Mom, can I go to school?"
At this time, Nian Nian, who already had the psychological hope that Brother Duan would accompany her to school, lay in front of the mobile phone, unconsciously staring at Cheng Huili's face in the video, waiting for her answer with the same mood as Jiang Duan.
Cheng Huili avoided answering and posed another question: "There will be many children and teachers in the kindergarten. Are you prepared?"
For two years, Nian Nian and Xi Zimu, the two chatterboxes, chattered all day long beside Jiang Duan, never stopping. It was impossible that Jiang Duan's autism had not improved.
But the level of interaction between two friends and school is completely different. It's like the difference between heaven and earth. School is a crowded environment. It's not just one or two similar people, but a large group of people with different personalities.
She was afraid that Jiang Duan would not be able to fit in.
But she really hopes that Jiang Duan can go to school and play like ordinary children, even if they argue and fight.
Is it possible? Is it possible? Will it ever happen?
So, will it be now?
Take the most important first step -
"Mom, I'm ready."
Jiang Duan said.
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