"Isn't it just Sudoku, what's the big deal?" Han Yun stepped forward and turned the page with his beak, pointed at the new question with his paws, and after a while, he had the answer, and supported the kid who had no one in his eyes, "I said you write." ”

"Well, I'm smart." Han Yun is a typical example of a princess selling melons and boasting about herself, and the child who was flipping through the book for the answer couldn't help laughing when he saw this scene.

Seeing the child's expression becoming more and more vivid, Han Yun was relieved that he was not busy in vain, and the next thing was slowed down naturally, thinking about how to turn the little child's stubborn temperament around.

When the child's parents came again, they changed back to the taciturn little sick number, Han Yun really wanted to beat the other party so much, did he worry about the parents so much, could it be that he didn't feel guilty when he saw his parents sad and crying?

Han Yun couldn't see the cold-blooded ruthlessness of the child, if it was really like that, my God, what kind of freak would have to be raised.

A sentence suddenly popped up in his mind, the poor person must have pity, but it didn't fulfill the family of little children, Han Yun, who was an outsider, looked at it and was worried.

The poor child has no parents and family to accompany him, and he has not developed a perverse character, but he is just playing a little clever trick to trick his parents, Han Yun deeply feels that the child has something to hate, how can there be such a cheat!

Go back at night Han Yun ran to get the skills of raising children with a tablet, how can I bring rebellious children back to the right path, how good it is for a family to live with Meimei, just give a profound lesson, why do you have to use your own body to toss and neglect your parents, this kind of trick of hurting the enemy and harming yourself by eight hundred is really not good.

Flipping through Han Yun's mind, an interesting fairy tale flashed in his mind, and he got inspiration from it, and pondered for a night, and he will verify the effect tomorrow, if he can't do it, a bastard like that should be beaten up.

Thinking about things at night, he unexpectedly had a dream, dreaming that the little kid was disobedient, Han Yun was angry and immediately turned into a fighter jet to chase the child who was disobedient to the discipline, and looked at the child's tearful appearance, and his heart softened again.

It was dawn and a new day began, Han Yun and Duan Mingzhan went out together, went to the hospital to visit the child first, Han Yun was left alone, the Shen family and his wife still had to work, Aunt Zhou came to deliver breakfast, and the three adults left in the car together, the reason why they were so relieved was not because the parrot had a hand in taking care of the child, nor because the child had always been self-reliant, but because he was taken care of by the nurse on duty, and nothing could happen to his son's quiet appearance.

Han Yun took advantage of this opportunity to ask, "Why didn't your parents talk to them when they saw you yesterday?" "This insincerity doesn't make adults feel better, what does a dead child want to do, do you have to see your parents sad and sad to be happy, my goddamn this kind of distorted and perverted psychology won't have been formed long ago!

Han Yun couldn't help but wonder if the child in front of him could still be saved? Looking at the child again, I really can't see what the other party is thinking about just from the outside, don't just grit your teeth and step on your feet, this life is like this, it's like you can't take off the mask after wearing it for a long time.

The child made a few pages of Sudoku and went to play with the wooden lock, and there were two cumbersome ones that were not unlocked, and at first glance when he heard the parrot's question, he looked at it with rare surprise, and his eyes were full of confusion and confusion.

"Don't say anything, or are you still resentful?" Han Yun must ask clearly, don't really have hidden mental illnesses, he has already said that if there is a disease, the more it will be cured, the more tragic it will be.

The child retracted his gaze and put all his attention on his hand again, Han Yun saw that anger, and stopped asking questions and said the typed abdominal draft.

"I'll tell you a story, and it's called Pinocchio." Han Yun used this fairy tale to point out the consequences of a child's lying, and he quickly turned around and reconciled with his family.

"That's a liar, I don't believe it." The silent child finally broke out after hearing the story, and stared at the nosy parrot with wide eyes.

"How old are you, aren't you a child?" Han Yun blocked back a sentence, and his eyes swept towards the unconvinced little boy with deep meaning.

"You don't look like I can have eyes." Han Yun said in his heart, this kid loves to put gold on his face, "If you are not stupid, then the stupid ones must be your parents." "I'm almost blinded by the acting skills of the little kid.

"You're stupid, my parents ......" I couldn't say any more at this point, and the child himself understood what a bad thing he had done, and he was poked by a seemingly ordinary parrot, and his face turned red with anger and anger.

"You're not as good as Pinocchio, but at the end of the story, knowing your mistakes can improve you, what about you?" Han Yun really didn't want to stimulate the other party, but seeing that the little kid was pretending to be angry again, he said that he would imperceptibly influence the other party and pull the ignorant stinky boy back to the right path.

"I, I ......" don't mention how aggrieved I am in my heart, I want to say but I can't say the tears of the child's grievances, and I don't cry out loud, I look very pitiful.

"What are you, aren't you just a liar, even your dearest parents have to lie, what can't you say well." Although Han Yun felt sorry for the child, he didn't want to give him a chance to let it go.

"Your parents are sad, and you are happy when you look at them?" Han Yun pressed forward step by step, this dead kid would stiffen his mouth if he didn't peel off the coat he was wearing.

"I didn't, you're talking nonsense." At the beginning, there was indeed a bit of happiness, seeing the parents anxious to see their helpless tears, more and more boredom, playing in the past was the parents who were sorry for themselves, and now they are sick to the point of nervousness, what to do early, the child will fall deeper and deeper into the pretend, and now it has formed an instinct, and knows more about doing it or doing it.

After more than half a year of watching my parents run before and after Zhang Luo to treat their own diseases, my dark heart fell apart through the anxiety and pain on my parents' faces, and I gradually understood that this was wrong, but I had already taken this step, and there was no turning back, how to tell my parents that my illness was fake, and I didn't want to see the cold eyes of my parents ignoring them, and I didn't know how to refute the parrot's question.

"I never talk nonsense, you can obviously speak, but you are not sick but you want to pretend to be sick, which makes your parents frightened when they see the sky, and they have a good conscience in their eyes." Han Yun made the words clear thoroughly, and stared at the little child's eyes without blinking.

"You, you ......" how do you know that you are pretending, and the shame of being exposed on the spot makes the child's hand with the wooden lock clenched tightly.

"I'm not blind, and you have too many flaws in front of me." One day it will be discovered by adults, and Han Yun doesn't believe that the parents of children can be kept in the dark.

Once you calm down and think about it, you will find that the child is slightly different from the situation shown by the real mental illness, and it is only a matter of time before the truth is revealed.

"Drag it out any longer, be careful that your parents really don't want you, adults don't like dishonest children, you've done this." Han Yun hopes that the child can understand and tell the truth early, and there is still room for maneuver while he is young.

"You are talking nonsense, there is no way my parents don't want me!" The child disliked to hear the words of abandonment the most, and threw the wooden lock in his hand to the ground in hatred.

"Your confidence, it sounds really insufficient." Han Yun sneered, "Adults' patience also has a certain limit, and when you don't change your patience, your tolerance will be exhausted, and you will be even worse than not asking before." "Of course, this is to scare the little kids, who parents can not want their own children, do something wrong, at most a long memory. I really don't have the intention of abandoning it, the child is the debt of the parents' previous life, as long as it is not the stepfather and stepmother, everything is easy to say.

The child was really frightened and burst into tears, staring at the parrot and unable to say a word, the seeds of fear had been planted as early as the day he pretended to be sick.

"I know crying, is it useful, now I'm afraid of what to do earlier." Han Yun flew to the table and grabbed the whole pack of tissues and threw them into the other party's arms.

"Wipe it quickly, it's ugly." Fortunately, he didn't have a snot like other children, but he thought about Han Yun's cleanliness again.

"I'm ugly, no, give it to you, look, ah." While wiping, crying and glaring at the stinky bird that said cool words, the child did not forget to return the color.

"Whose parrot is like you, you dare to say that you are not successful!" I couldn't sleep last night and took the tablet to check the Internet, and I didn't have the same way as the parrot in front of me, and I had a different idea in my heart, and I was sprayed by a stinky bird today, and I was extremely unhappy.

"After the founding of the country, monsters are not allowed to become spirits." The child hated the parrot that he didn't care about, and his heart was even more angry, so he shouldn't cry and let a bird have fun.

"If you say it, someone has to believe it to be true." It's really tender to threaten with this, Han Yun really has nothing to be afraid of, "Then you will be labeled as a liar and you will never be able to take it off again." ”

"You stinky bird!" The child was even more annoyed when he heard it, and said that it was okay to play with himself and how to pick trouble, which is not fair!

"You scolded me, kindly treated as a donkey's liver and lungs, and stopped playing with you." Han Yunyang pretended to be angry, took this opportunity to kill a child's strange temper, and did something bad and didn't let him say where the crooked reason came from.

"If you don't follow, you won't follow, who is rare, hum!" The stubborn temper came up and wanted to ease the atmosphere, but the words added a little more anger, and the child was so angry and anxious that he couldn't open his mouth to take back the previous words, and his self-esteem was frustrated and he couldn't pull down his face and parrot compensation.

"I'm not rare, you can play alone." Han Yun said that he would go, and he didn't drag the mud and water at all, flew to the windowsill, opened the screen window and flew away.

The child's eyes were red suddenly, and he ran out of bed barefoot to the window, and saw the figure of the parrot flying away, and his heart was sour and straight out.

I didn't mean to! Unexpectedly, a few angry words made the parrot angry, and the child's heart was not in decline, and the feeling of loneliness instantly submerged the whole body.

After standing at the window for a long time and not seeing the parrot come back, the child's already fragile heart was hit again, the little face closed the screen window with a depressed face, walked back to the bed slowly, climbed into the bed, hugged his knees and wept silently.

I know wrong, really! Why did all of them leave, and why! Looking at the biscuits brought by the parrot yesterday on the hospital bed, I cried even harder.

No pet will bring delicious biscuits to him like a parrot, and no animal will sing a good nursery rhyme early in the morning by his side like a parrot, although occasionally it doesn't sound very funny in tune, and no pet will say something heartfelt to him and point out his own faults.

The more I think about it, the more sad I become, where to find such a good bird, the child regrets dying, why do you want to say angry words and leave a good little friend.

In fact, Han Yun didn't leave at all, flew out of the hospital and went around and came back to focus on showing the child, so that the other party knew what a good thing is, don't be a dog biting Lu Dongbin who doesn't know the hearts of good people.

flew back and landed on the windowsill, looking at the child crying sadly, the whole heart followed the pain, in the end I couldn't bear it.

opened the screen window and flew in, and scolded in a bad tone on the bed table, "What are you crying about, a manly man must be responsible, look at what kind of big face he looks like." ”

"Don't go, I apologize." Seeing the parrot return, the child came to the spirit and cried and shouted to admit his mistake.

"I'm not leaving, look at your little bit of interest." Han Yun despises the little fart, where has the previous hardness gone, he knows that he is crying nose, and he is not a little girl, and his tear ducts are really developed.

"Really, don't go." The child wanted to reach out and pull the bird but didn't dare, staring at the bird with two big red eyes.

"Wiped away your tears, and when others saw it, they thought I was bullying you." Han Yun threw the tissue bag on the bed, and the disgust in his tone was unmistakable.

"You, you bully me!" Crying while wiping, the child didn't mention how aggrieved he was, and he climbed along the pole to refer to the parrot not being authentic.

"Hey, boy, talk nonsense, see if I still care about you!" It's really brilliant when you give a little sunshine, and you want to open a dye room if you give a little color, Han Yun rarely sees a stinky little ghost kicking his nose and face.

"You scolded me, you still threatened me, isn't it bullying?" The child remembers throwing the used tissues into the paper basket under the bed.