My mother's stunned expression was expected, and I pulled her down on the edge of the bed and calmly recounted the process. Among them, the blood curse was omitted, so that the mother was only thought to be cut by Mei Jiugu with a dagger. Because firstly, this matter is too sensational, and it will be difficult for my mother to accept it, and secondly, when it comes to the matter of blood curses, it will inevitably involve Gu Xi, so I still hide it.

But those things alone are enough for my mother to believe it. She never imagined that Aunt Mei, who had been trusted for several years, was not only a god, but also almost killed her daughter.

After saying so many words in one breath, my throat is not dry, but in the end, my throat hurts, and it hurts faintly.

I only heard my mother say in confusion: "I'm really confused, I actually believe in it, and I almost hurt you." ”

No one knows what will happen before it happens, just like if I don't look back at the foot of Gu Mountain, I will at most think that Aunt Mei is a liar. I wanted to comfort my mother, but she suddenly grabbed my hand: "Wish, is our unicorn being looked down upon?" Then I came out today and there was no one at home, will it be ......?"

I couldn't help but be stunned, my mother's attention to the "seven-star unicorn beast" was not what I expected. I vaguely feel that there are some things I don't know, so I might as well take this opportunity to spread out.

"Mom, did Dad tell you anything when he brought that thing back?"

My mother was stunned, "Why did you mention that meeting?" Obviously, her expression became flustered, and even the eyes that looked at me began to dodge. I gritted my teeth and took a dose of fierce medicine: "Did Dad tell you that that thing is evil and must be wiped every day to care for it?" And then then I had an accident, and it was miraculously healed, and you thought it was blessing! ”

Everything was speculation, but my mother's pale face told me that I guessed correctly.

"Who told you this?"

"Nobody told me," I said, pointing to my head, "it's here." ”

The old mother looked stunned and incredulous, and muttered: "Impossible." ”

In every sentence!

All the speculations have been confirmed, there are really things that I don't know about in those years, and my mother has hidden them to this day.

After a hole appeared, it was no longer difficult to smash open, and I changed my tone of pity and said, "Mom, I don't know if it's really that godly, I just know that the taste of being entangled in nightmares is painful, what happened to me at that time?" ”

My mother looked at me stunned, her eyes dimmed little by little: "It's my fault." After your father abandoned our mother and daughter, he has been living in the shadows, and he has been running around for a living, completely ignoring you. Until that day......"

If I hadn't heard it with my own ears, I would have had a hard time believing I had ...... Recessive autism, and I have no impression of it. In fact, even my mother didn't notice it, until suddenly one day I plunged a pencil sharpener into my classmate's palm, which happened to be my third year of junior high school. After the incident, my mother was notified to rush to school, and the injured classmate had been taken to the hospital, while I stood in the teacher's office without saying a word.

No one knows what happened or what conflicts arose between me and that classmate, but things can't just get better. Not to mention compensating for the medical expenses, the parents of my classmates even tried to take me to a juvenile education center on the grounds that I had deliberately hurt people. My mother said all the good things to the other party, and the school reconciled them, and finally the other party asked me to go to the hospital to apologize to the classmate. I didn't say anything the whole time, but at this time I suddenly resolutely disagreed, but in the end I was dragged to the hospital by my mother.

I thought that this was to solve the problem, and the principal and the teacher were mediating between it, but I didn't expect that the injured student in the ward made a non-part request and insisted that I kneel in front of everyone.

I didn't want to, my classmate's mother slapped me in the face, pointed at my nose and scolded me for not being educated, waiting to go to the youth education center for labor reform! And the next second, my mother knelt down on my behalf.

It seemed that all the grievances and grievances converged at that point, and I rushed to the hospital bed like a wild horse and slapped my classmates hard and screamed: "You are not allowed to insult my mother, you are not allowed to insult my mother!" ”

Everyone present was frightened by my behavior, and according to my mother's recollection, there was a cruelty in my eyes that did not belong to that age. Later, I don't know if it was the school's mediation or some other reason, but my classmates unilaterally withdrew the complaint against me. But my mother was scared, not because she was afraid that others would not give up, but because she was afraid that something would happen to me, and even the school suggested that she take me to the doctor.

After listening to my mother's description of my situation, the psychiatrist interrogated me about the family environment, and inevitably talked about my father's departure from home, and finally the doctor concluded that I was hidden autism.

The so-called hidden autism is that people who usually look like normal people, but when they touch a certain point in their lives, they will not be able to control their emotions and cause abnormal behaviors.

At that time, my mother almost put down everything at hand to accompany me, but not only did I not get better, but my mood became very anxious. That kind of anxiety is usually bad-tempered, and it is easy to get angry, but he never vents his emotions on his mother, but just pours it into the painting. He would finish a painting without eating, drinking, or sleeping, and then tear the paper to shreds for no reason.

Mom really had no choice, so she bowed to the seven-star unicorn beast a lot before going to see a psychiatrist again. This time, the psychiatrist asked to talk to me alone, but I didn't expect that after that, I gradually calmed down. Nothing like this happened, and my mother had a temptation in the middle of me to find that I seemed to have forgotten all the things that had happened before. I suddenly connected these to the Seven-Star Kirin Beast, and the more I believed that the thing was not so much evil as a spiritual blessing for me.

After half a year, I missed the first half of the third semester of junior high school, and returned to school in the second half of the semester. The teacher advised my mother to let me study abroad and repeat it, but after giving me a few test papers, she still kept me in the third year of junior high school. Because my test papers are not at the top of the list, but they are still at the top of the class.

The past is not to say that it is unbearable to look back, but it also makes me feel embarrassed, I didn't expect that the middle process would be so tortuous. Naturally, I don't remember the classmate I stabbed either.

I was silent for a moment and asked a question that didn't fit the story: "Were I left-handed as a child?" ”

My mother was still immersed in the past, and her mood was very complicated, and when she heard me ask, she was surprised and asked, "Who said that?" Haven't you always held chopsticks in your right hand? I pressed again, "What about painting?" ”

"Drawing?" My mother thought for a while and said, "I didn't pay much attention to it, I guess I drew it with my right hand." ”

In this way, Gu Xi's inference is also wrong, the hand that paints on the left hand in the strange dream is not mine. As soon as she thought about this, her mother suddenly patted her thigh and said, "Oh, by the way, I remember that when you were sick, you used your left hand to draw in a room alone." ”

I was shocked and grabbed my mother's hand: "Are you sure?" ”

She nodded affirmatively: "That will also be ordered by the psychiatrist, saying that you should be monitored at all times so that you can provide useful information at the next visit." That's why I used to wake up in the middle of the night and go to your room to take a look, and many times I saw you drawing under the lamp, using your left hand. ”

"What's my right hand doing?"

"Gesture in the air." My mother gave an answer that I didn't expect at all, "At that time, I thought you were sick again, and I didn't dare to go in and interrupt you, for fear of causing you emotional instability." ”

Picture in the sky! I can actually paint with my hands!

With my right hand copying through the air and my left hand drawing them in sync, I finally understood why I was able to combine those fragments into a complete picture, and why puzzles were like the most familiar composition games to me. Because when I was a teenager, I was able to draw pictures in the space of my mind, so that the plane and the three-dimensional synchronization were synchronized.

Even if I forget to draw with my left hand, the way my brain thinks will not change. That is to say, the left hand that drew in the strange dream was really me, and then ......

I was immersed in my thoughts, and I didn't even know when my mother left, and when I came back to my senses, I saw Gu Xi sitting on the sofa and looking at me calmly.

For a moment, he smiled: "It looks like you already have the answer." ”

I was silent and asked, "What is the so-called answer?" "If you say what happened when you were a teenager, you did know it from my mother, but it was from a third perspective, not from me. Why did I have a sudden change in temperament to pierce my classmate's hand? Why did the reluctant classmates and his parents suddenly change their attitudes and not pursue them? And am I really suffering from latent autism because of the influence of the acquired environment?

There are many questions that have no answers.

Gu Xi didn't answer me, but lowered his eyes and stirred in a bowl with a soup spoon, his posture serious and elegant. I noticed that on his right hand was the thermos pot that his mother had brought, and the bowl was still steaming like white porridge. Suddenly, he raised his eyes, and asked indifferently: "Do you see this thermos pot and this bowl of porridge?" ”

Of course. I gestured to him with my eyes.

"Did you first react that your mother brought this porridge?"

This time I didn't say anything, just stared at him seriously, trying to see what he was trying to say. I saw him purse the corners of his lips, "If I say that the thermos pot is still full, but it was moved here from your bedside, and this porridge was sent from the hotel, do you believe it?" ”

I thought for a while and said, "I don't believe it, since it was sent by the hotel, if you plan to drink it, there is no need to take my mother's thermos pot over there." ”

Gu Xiguaner: "The analysis is good. This tells you that there is no such thing as gratuitous behavior, and the annotations it is equipped with are the answer. "I still don't understand," what does that mean? ”

He didn't respond to me in a hurry, picked up the porridge and scooped a spoon into his mouth, chewed it lightly and praised: "Your mother's porridge is good, do you want to taste it?" "I really can't care about him, obviously talking about things seriously, and talking about things that don't mean anything, why suddenly the topic turned to porridge. And he really came over with great interest, and saw him scoop up the porridge and hand it to me with a gentle face, I was not flattered at all, but felt creepy.

As if he didn't see my stunned expression, he didn't shrink his hand, and said slowly: "If you take people as the basis, different people will have different behaviors. You get what you want from your mother, you can't ask her to tell you something that is not within her knowledge, and if you want other answers, you have to find someone else who can explain your behavior. ”

The lightning flashed in his head, and there was nothing wrong with it, and the answer that my mother couldn't get was not unsolvable.

I will have a sudden change of temperament to pierce the hands of my classmates, and the person who annotates this behavioral phenomenon is myself; The reason for the sudden change in attitude of his classmates and his parents can be known as long as they are found; And whether I really have hidden autism, I'm afraid I'll have to ask the psychiatrist.

In addition, if possible, I may be able to tell my mind under the guidance of this psychiatrist, and the answer to the first question will be solved.

Suddenly, the mouth suddenly opened, and the mood became joyful. So much so that Gu Xi ordered to "open his mouth", and he obeyed the opening of his mouth, and the fragrant rice porridge invaded his lips and tongue.

Soon a bowl of porridge bottomed out, maybe I was really hungry, this was the first time I drank white porridge without a little side dish, and I even looked at the thermos pot over there. Suddenly thinking of something, I turned my eyes to look at the person next to me, only to see him looking at me with a light smile, his eyes were light, he had used the spoon just now......