She was already slightly drunk, and her fingertips trembled: "Mr. Song......"

As soon as she spoke, her breath was held.

The man lowered his head, his lips only half a centimeter away from her, and those eyes looked at her for a moment.

"Late?" His voice was mixed with the smell of wine.

Drunk, obviously drunk.

Mu Wan's ears were hot, but she quickly came to her senses, and just as she was about to push him away, suddenly a mobile phone rang.

The man picked it up in a daze, and he didn't know what was said on the other end of the phone, and his originally chaotic gaze gradually cleared.

"What did you say?" He paused, waited for a moment, and when he saw Mu Goodnight who was flushed in his arms, he was even more stunned, rubbed his eyebrows with a little headache, and slowly pushed the distance away.

Mu Wan'an breathed a sigh of relief gently.

Even she didn't expect that this would be the case when she and Song Bingjue met again.

Seeing that he was still on the phone, she was inconvenient to disturb, and was just about to leave silently, but the man hung up the phone, and suddenly, took her hand.

She turned her eyes and met Song Bingjue's deep eyes, as if she wanted to devour her: "Miss Mu, I may need your favor." ”

Mu was stunned.

……

The night shadow is astringent.

The room was pitch black, except for the glimmer of moonlight outside the window.

In the corner, a small figure huddled there, crumpled candy wrapper in his hand, and the only sound in the air was the grinding and rubbing of fingertips.

And around, there is a mess, mostly smashed and broken toys.

Mu Wan'an stood in Song Xiaosi's room, looking at the scene inside, with a hint of complexity in his eyes.

As early as when she first met Song Xiaosi, she thought that the child might have any psychological problems, but she didn't expect that his illness would be so serious.

Autism is not something that can be cured by simple treatment.

Outside the door, there was a conversation between the housekeeper and Song Bingjue-

"The little master has been playing with that candy wrapper, sir, you see ......"

"He hasn't eaten in a day?"

"No ......"

"Why didn't you notify me sooner......"

The next words, Mu Wannight no longer listened.

Song Bingjue also had no choice, so he asked her to come over and give it a try.

Afraid of disturbing Song Xiaosi, Mu Wanyi dragged down the high heels under her feet, and her slender white feet stepped on the carpet silently, she slowly approached, and then squatted down in front of Song Xiaosi.

She didn't speak for the first time, but just carefully looked at Song Xiaosi's face.

Song Si was immersed in his own world, as if he didn't notice that there was anyone else around him.

Until, an unusually white hand appeared in front of his eyes.

After a pause, he finally raised his eyes, and his big eyes were not shocked, and he met Mu Goodnight.

Mu Wan'an smiled, and called him softly and softly: "Xiao Si? ”

Song Xiaosi still didn't reflect and looked at her.

The smile on Mu Wan'an's face remained unchanged, he glanced at the candy wrapper in his hand, and asked, "Do you want to eat candy?" ”

Song Xiaosi was still speechless.

Mu Wannight was not embarrassed, he took out a candy from his bag that was exactly the same as last time, handed it over, and placed it on his lips.

Song Xiaosi blinked, looked at her, and then looked at the candy, opened her little mouth, and took the candy in.

The smell of milk was pervasive, and his eyes seemed to shimmer, but he still didn't speak.

Seeing that he was willing to get along with her, Mu Wan'an breathed a sigh of relief, and then approached him again: "Xiao Si, are you hungry?" Go to dinner with your aunt, okay? ”

Seeing that he didn't move, Mu Wan'an thought about it and hugged him into his arms.

Song Xiaosi didn't struggle, Mu Wan calmed down, got up, and prepared to carry him out of the room.

The five-year-old child is not big or small, and it is a little difficult to hold Wanqing.

When he walked to the door, Song Bingjue, who had been waiting outside, wanted to take him over, as if he was aware of it, Song Xiaosi hugged Mu Wan's neck tightly, and called in a low voice: "Mom......"