Since Xiaoyi's illness was found out, Sanxi has rarely taken her out, and when children as old as her are playing peek-a-boo with others, Xiaoyi can only draw in the room by herself.

Who doesn't want their children to be happy?

But when health is a threat, happiness is not so important. Even though Xiaoyi was always lying on the glass and watching the children bouncing downstairs intently, Sanxi never relented and agreed to let her go out to play for a while.

Over time, Xiaoyi's personality became more and more withdrawn, and even when Sangxi sometimes talked to her, she rarely answered.

Sangxi knew that this was not the way, Xiaoyi was going to kindergarten soon, and due to illness, Xiaoyi had already gone to school a year later than the children of the same age in the community, and it would be delayed if it was too late.

So Sanxi decided to take Xiaoyi to see a psychiatrist.

Dr. Wang is very professional, and through a few questions, he can see that Xiaoyi's loneliness is acquired. He has seen this situation a lot, most likely because of the improper teaching of his parents.

He can't measure the rights and wrongs of other parents, he only feels sorry for his children.

"Come here, uncle, ask you a few more questions."

Dr. Wang squatted down, meeting Xiaoyi's gaze, and his tone was very gentle.

Xiao Yi hesitated, but walked in front of Dr. Wang.

"Little friend, what is your favorite thing to do?"

"Draw."

Draw? Xiao Yi usually likes to draw very much, and this characteristic seems to overlap with someone in Sang Xi's mind.

But when I think about it, my head hurts terribly.

Dr. Wang found paper and a paintbrush, and touched Xiaoyi's head: "Then you can draw all the people and things you like the most, okay?" ”

Xiao Yi didn't speak, hesitated for a few seconds, and finally took the paper and pen.

Dr. Wang got up, walked to the desk, lowered his voice and said to Sang Xi: "Fortunately, it came in time, otherwise if it goes on like this for a long time, it will be withdrawn." The child is still young, so you should be patient and teach earnestly, it will be effective soon, and you should come once a week in the future. ”

Sanxi nodded.

In fact, maybe Xiaoyi is like this now, and the seeds were planted when she was very young. When other children were young, the family surrounded him and talked to him, so children learn to speak quickly. But Xiaoyi has only been Sang Xi alone since he was a child, and Sang Xi will only say a few words to Xiao Yi when he is in a good mood, and most of the time, the house is terrifyingly quiet.

On the other hand, Xiaoyi also closed the pen at this time.

Sang Xi and Dr. Wang walked up to Xiao Yi and found that she only used a black watercolor pen for the whole painting, and she didn't touch any other colors.

Sanxi frowned.

But Dr. Wang didn't seem to care about this, and he still patiently asked Xiaoyi: "Can you tell us what you painted?" ”

Xiao Yi nodded, pointed to the content of the painting, and said quickly and briefly: "This is my home is me and my mother inside, and this person outside is my father." ”

Father?

Sang Xi was stunned, Xiaoyi hadn't seen her father since she was born.

"Why draw him?!" Sanhi's tone was a little agitated, and her fingers were trembling slightly uncontrollably.

And her sudden question and excited tone obviously frightened Xiaoyi, who quickly lowered her head deeply and stopped talking.

Dr. Wang also looked at her in amazement.

Sang Xi realized his gaffe, and hurriedly squatted down and hugged Xiaoyi in his arms: "Xiaoyi is sorry, my mother shouldn't have murdered you." ”

At the beginning, Dr. Wang also learned some about her situation from Sang Xi, so she didn't ask much at the moment, and the question she originally wanted to ask Xiaoyi again swallowed it raw.

"You can go back." Dr. Wong said.

Before leaving, he asked Xiao Yi to take the painting she painted, and asked Xiao Yi to promise him that he would keep the painting well, and it would be useful in the future.

On the way back, Sang Xi couldn't help but ask, "Xiaoyi, why did you go over obediently as soon as that Dr. Wang asked you to go over today?" "If it were someone else, she would probably not be so obedient.

"Because I think he's a lot like Dad."

After speaking, Xiaoyi seemed to be afraid that Sang Xi would be angry, and hurriedly added: "Like my imaginary father." ”

Sang Xi felt the subtle change in Xiaoyi's mood, and felt even more guilty for his gaffe just now.

So she took the initiative to ask, "Then why did you paint your father outside the house in that painting?" ”

Hearing this question, Xiao Yi no longer kept looking down at his feet, but raised his head and glanced at Sangxi.

"Because I haven't met my dad yet, when I see him, I'll paint him in the house."

Sanhi's nose was sore.

But is there still a chance?

Will he still have a chance to be at home?