Yan Xi took another leave of absence. Second.

Elder Evan meant to call the United States immediately to inform the Yan family. But Siguan stopped him, saying that his condition might have taken a turn for the better, so if he called rashly, the Yan family would definitely think that the Wen family usually did not take good care of Yan Xi and felt disgusted.

Wen Lao thought about it for a long time, and gave Siguan and Ah Heng three months, and after three months, if Yan Xi's condition did not improve, he must give an explanation to his old friend.

Ah Heng was silent, didn't say anything, and went home with Yan Xi.

Outside the door, where the door number was originally nailed, is now bare. Ah Heng asked the man beside him for the door number, but he didn't see it, the number plate was in his hand, and he clutched it tightly.

When eating, clutching; When taking a bath, clutch; When sleeping, clutching.

The knuckles of his left hand were very abrupt, and his clenched fist was pale and bloodless.

Ah Heng was really not sure what hysteria actually was, and vaguely associated, probably the madness that the old man in the countryside said. However, she looked at Yanxi as if she had become a child, no one recognized her, eating, bathing, and all aspects of life just relied on inertia. Even a complete series of movements, if interrupted, he would get stuck there, maintaining his previous movements, motionless.

When Yan Xi was taking a bath, Ah Heng handed him pajamas, which were obviously placed outside the door, but after hearing Ah Heng's footsteps, he stopped the mechanical action of rubbing his hair and stood still under the shower. The hair and face were still full of white foam, and those big eyes, even if they were bullied by the foam, they still didn't blink.

Ah Heng looked into his eyes and knocked lightly on the window.

Quietly turning to the window, his eyes briefly focused, looking at her, unwavering, like a stagnant gaze.

Ah Heng gently put his hand on his hair and slowly rubbed it, demonstrating the movement to him.

He looked at her for a long time, and then his hand began to rub his hair again, and the movement was almost exactly the same as hers.

It's just that he holds the door number in his left hand and moves clumsily.

Ah Heng smiled, let him.

Yan Xi used to have a bad habit when eating, always talking to her non-stop, her eyebrows fluttering, and her saliva almost squirted to Antarctica. From boasting that I am good-looking to being able to pull the hawaiian hula is very handsome, from Ah Heng I hate this dish to being able to say that the abalone is cooked, it is actually very similar to poached eggs. Every time, she always wanted to knock him on the head with a frying pan, why did she talk so much, she was noisy, noisy......

Now, no one is arguing at her......

The boy sat there, spoonful after spoonful, like a doll who had just learned to eat, serious and focused. His movements were stiff, and with his right hand he carefully put the spoon in his mouth, then put it down, chewed, swallowed, and did not even lower his head.

She gave him whatever dishes he ate, and never said again, "Why are today's ribs so fat", "Ah Heng, I don't eat this dish, I don't eat it, I don't eat it, I don't eat it......

In this way, how well-behaved......

She served him soup, and he drank it obediently, but he still didn't bow his head, and the soup was scattered and dripping on his clothes.

Ah Heng took a tissue to wipe it for him, and asked him with a smile: "Yanxi, why don't you lower your head and drink?" ”

He looked at her in confusion, and Ah Heng lowered his head and made a gesture of drinking soup.

Instead, he suddenly threw the spoon. The spoon fell into the bowl and splashed the soup all over the table. He covered his nose, cautiously, tilted his head, and said: "Nose, it hurts." ”

Ah Heng was stunned, reached out and pulled his hand away, and there was nothing on his nose except for the red mark that he had covered.

She let go and looked at the young man for an answer, but he had already re-grasped the spoon mechanically, his gaze fixed on a certain point, but it seemed to be covered with a layer of cloth.

On the first day of school, she said: "Yanxi, you stay at home obediently, Sister-in-law Zhang will bring you food at noon, you know?" ”

He glanced at her, and his gaze slowly wandered into the distance.

Then, after school in the evening, she rushed home, only to see Yan Xi sitting at the dining table, still holding a spoon in her hand and motionless, and the food on the table was already cold. The corners of the young man's mouth were still stained with rice grains and clothes, which were completely stained by the soup and water.

Ah Heng sighed and dialed the Wen family's house phone: "Grandpa, don't bother Sister-in-law Zhang to deliver food tomorrow." Turning around, he stared at the young man, his eyebrows soft and gentle.

She said: "Yanxi, you are good, I will take you to class tomorrow, you are good, okay?" ”

He held the door number in his left hand, bowed his head, and drew a square outline on the sign with his thin white index finger, without speaking, concentrating.

Ah Heng smiled: "Yan Xi, nose, does it still hurt?" ”

He listened, but didn't react for a long time, but when Ah Heng almost gave up, he raised his head slightly, looked at her, and nodded. Then, he covered his nose with all his might, and his face wrinkled together.

Very painful and painful expression.

She asked Siguan: "Two years ago, when Yan Xi was sick, did he keep shouting that his nose hurts?" ”

Siwan smiled bitterly: "Two years ago, he only said that his feet hurt. ”

"Why?" Ah Heng asked him.

Siwan sighed: "Doctor Zheng asked him hypnotically during the treatment before, and he said that Cinderella lost the crystal slipper, and his foot hurt very much. ”

Ah Heng's heart moved: "Yan Xi...... After the accident, when did you return home? ”

Siwan frowned: "I don't know the specifics, it should be past zero o'clock." ”

At midnight, Cinderella lost her crystal slipper......

At midnight, Yan Xi lost himself......

At that time, he took her home and looked at the clock, relieved, fortunately, it was not twelve o'clock......

He said to her, Ah Heng, you must go home before twelve o'clock, you know?

People who don't go home at zero will become dirty children covered in soot and abandoned by the world, right......

It's just, why is it a "sore nose" this time?

On the second day, Ah Heng took Yanxi to school. Everyone seemed to have heard something, and in front of Yan Xi, their eyes were more erkewarm than the young man's, and they only pretended that everything was going on in embarrassment.

Ms. Guo, the head teacher, frowned: "Wen Heng, this ......"

Ah Heng smiled: "Teacher Guo, you don't have to be embarrassed. ”

She carried her schoolbag, pulled Yan Xi, dragged her family, and sat in the corner of the last row.

With red eyes, Sindayi and Mary followed Ah Heng's buttocks, kicked the others away, and sat down next to them.

Ah Heng smiled and said, "Let's talk about it first, I only raise pigs, not rabbits." ”

The meat shredded rabbit eyes, glanced at Yan Xi, who belonged to the pig, with tears in his eyes, hugged Ah Heng and began to ravage while crying: "My poor Ah Heng, why is it so hard......"

Xin Dayi blinked and nodded: "It's just that, it's as pitiful as Xianglin'......"

Rousi let go, slapped the table, and pointed: "Xindayi, you fart!" Xianglin's sister-in-law finally gave birth to a baby with someone, and my sisters didn't even hold your buddy's paws a few times before they were widowed! ”

Ah Heng blackened, twitched his lips, and glanced at Yan Xi.

This kid, fortunately, he doesn't understand......

While eating lunch, Yan Xi didn't bow his head, he acted mechanically, like a child, and the sauce from the pork ribs dripped onto his coat.

Xin Dayi took a spoon and dug up the ribs, and was about to feed him: "Yan Meiren, this is your favorite thing to eat, Lao Tzu condescends to feed you, the illness should be cured quickly, you know?" ”

The spoon hung in the air, and before it touched Yan Xi's lips, the big black and bright eyes were filled with moisture for a moment, and he was aggrieved like a child. Immediately, the slender hand was a little rude, and pushed away Sindayi's spoon.

Sindayi was startled and froze in place.

Ah Heng was surprised, and asked the young man warmly: "Yan Xi, what's wrong, does your nose hurt again?" ”

He was silent, covering his nose, and the voice of the urn was long: "It's long." ”

Shredded meat opened his mouth wide: "What...... What do you mean, Yan Xi can't be an idiot - hmm, Xin baboon, why the are you covering my mouth! ”

Ah Heng snorted lightly and glanced at the two of them. The two of them had weak hearts, bowed their heads, and ate.

She turned to Yan Xi, and the boy began to squirm the ribs into his mouth again, and the sauce was about to drip. However, there was innocence on his face, not as expressionless as before.

Ah Heng smiled, looked at him, and indulged and pampered.

In the front row, the study committee member urged him to hand in his homework, turned around again and again, and when he walked to the back, he accidentally bumped into Yan Xi and touched what Yan Xi was holding in his left hand. He stopped, saw that it was Yanxi, a little unnatural, and bent down to pick it up.

Yan Xika was there, looking at the palm of his left hand, empty. Suddenly, he went crazy and pushed the boy to the ground, rode on him, his eyes were fierce, and he fought fiercely, and his mouth was a small voice: "Thief, home, home, return me ......"