Of course, misunderstandings need to be cleared up, otherwise it will be very upsetting.
Shen Bai recalled that he had misunderstood his master before, thinking that his master did not like him, which was why he handed him over to the doctor in the white coat.
But later I found out it was to treat his illness. Although it didn't cure him, my master is good.
There must be no misunderstanding.
Song Yun nodded and only sent Su Mochen a "H".
Whether he can understand it or not is up to him. If he doesn't even understand his wife's behavior and habits, then Su Mochen deserves to be single forever.
The car soon arrived at the entrance of a somewhat old villa area.
These are townhouses, which look to be over twenty years old, but they are still well-maintained and look much the same as what Song Yun saw when he was a child.
He moved closer to Shen Bai and pointed outside.
"Baby, does this place look familiar?"
Shen Bai looked out the car window in the direction he pointed.
After entering the villa area, Xiao Li slowed down his car.
Shen Bai looked at the quiet garden outside. The trees looked well-trimmed, and several children were playing outside the surrounding villas.
The villa area has a lot of space to move around, and there are all kinds of leisure and entertainment facilities nearby.
The car continued driving in until it reached the very back, where it became even quieter.
Once the car had come to a complete stop, Shen Bai turned to look at Song Yun with a bewildered expression.
"Let's get out of the car and go for a walk."
Song Yun got out of the car to open the door for Shen Bai, and then led him out of the car.
Xiao Li drove the car away, and the surroundings instantly became quiet.
A faint fragrance of roses wafts by, and the villa's courtyard wall is covered with climbing roses, their petals falling in the breeze, a scene both beautiful and lonely.
Shen Bai slowly walked towards the rose bush, raised his hand and caught a few rose petals; they smelled very sweet.
A pair of butterflies flew by and landed on Shen Bai's palm, which was filled with flower petals.
The boy lowered his eyes, his eyebrows curving into a smile.
[It's beautiful, I like it.]
Looking through the lattice gate at the familiar courtyard, Song Yun recalled the scene when she first saw the little guy when she was a child.
The baby, held in Aunt Bai's arms, was exquisitely beautiful. He had been crying softly, but stopped crying after seeing her.
"Oh, the little baby likes his older brother? How about letting his older brother hold him?"
Ms. Lu Yue's happy voice rang out.
At the time, Song Yun, who was not yet seven years old, looked at the beautiful baby, and her serious little face turned slightly red.
"Does Xiaoyun like her little brother? Then would you like to hug him?"
Bai Xiyin looked at the handsome yet serious little boy with tenderness in her eyes.
She handed the baby to Xiao Songyun, who quickly raised her hand and gently held the child.
He is small, but he holds me very firmly.
"Xiao Yun, you'll be the big brother from now on, so you'll have to take care of your little brother."
Seeing this, Lu Yue took out her camera and took pictures of the two of them.
Beneath the roses, a beautiful but serious-looking child holds a smiling baby in his arms.
Song Yun looked down at the child, her face, which had been tense with nervousness, softened into a slight smile.
From then on, he often came here to help take care of his younger brother.
My little brother is very well-behaved. I always want to hug him when I see him, and sometimes I don't even let him leave when I'm sleeping.
Lu Yue and Bai Xiyin met at a concert. They were friends and neighbors, so they often visited each other.
At first, Song Yun knew nothing, but gradually she learned how to change diapers, make formula, and burp babies.
At first, the nanny did it, but later he simply did it himself.
The child was very weak; he was over two years old before he learned to walk and say a few simple words. His first words were: "Brother."
Song Yun recalled that when he first heard a child call him "brother," he was so happy that he couldn't sleep all night.
Later, when the child went missing, he seemed to be sad for a long time.
But his parents couldn't be found, so there was even less chance for him, who was not even ten years old.
I never expected that when the child was found, he would be a little fool and a little mute...
He looked at Shen Bai, took two steps forward, and hugged him gently, just like when they were children.
"Baby, this is Little White's home, do you remember?"
The villa remains under Shen Bai's name, while the one next to it is registered under Song Yun's name.
Song Yun had already connected the courtyards of the two villas and had been sending someone to manage them.
Shen Bai looked up at him.
I don't know, I don't remember.
He raised his hand and spoke in sign language.
Song Yun also learned some of his sign language. Every time Shen Bai fell asleep, he would take an hour to learn sign language.
Of course, he had no intention of letting Shen Bai know any of this.
Song Yun opened the villa door and led Shen Bai inside.
The fragrance of flowers in the yard was even stronger, and rose petals on the wall fell in the wind like rain. Chen Bai walked towards the small swing in the yard.
He sat on the swing, dressed in white, his hair as black as ink, his whole body covered in pink and white petals.
Song Yun took out his camera to take pictures. The child was very good-looking; he was the most handsome person Song Yun had ever seen.
Seeing Song Yun taking pictures of him, Shen Bai felt a little shy and pulled the rose next to him to cover his face.
However, this scene turned out even more beautifully, with the boy resembling a pure rose fairy, breathtakingly beautiful.
Song Yun looked at the photos taken with satisfaction; his little boy looked good no matter how he was photographed.
Shen Bai became unhappy when he saw that he was still filming.
She stood up and walked towards Song Yun, reached out to cover the camera lens, and then shook her head at Song Yun.
No filming.
Song Yun smiled and put the camera away, placing it on the table beside him.
"Okay, if the baby doesn't want to take pictures, then we won't."
"Let's go home."
He held Shen Bai in his arms and opened the villa door that had been waiting for its owner for fifteen years.
The familiar furnishings are exactly the same as when the family of three left home years ago.
Shen Bai looked around, his brows furrowing slightly.
A family photo of the three of them hangs on the blank wall.
Next to it are photos of Ms. Bai Xiyin playing the violin, photos of Shen Songxue receiving awards, and photos of beautiful babies...
Shen Bai stared blankly at all of this, her small mouth slightly open.
"Ah...woo..."
He suddenly pouted, and large tears slid down his cheeks. Song Yun felt a pang of pain in his heart and pressed Shen Bai's head into his arms with his large hand.
"Don't cry, baby doesn't want to watch, then we won't watch."
He gently patted Shen Bai's back to comfort him.
[Little White, don't speak...]
Shen Bai raised his hand and tightly covered his mouth, but he didn't know why he couldn't speak.
He felt so wronged. Why did this happen?
But I don't want to leave...
His heartfelt words made Song Yun stop again.
He remembered what Dr. Qin had told him: perhaps seeing a familiar environment could stimulate his brain and remind him that he could speak.
But listening to the child's inner thoughts now, it seems that it's not that simple.
Don't speak?
The child wasn't saying he didn't know how to speak, but rather that he shouldn't speak.
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