The little boy was only about four or five years old and looked younger than both sons.

Under the brown soft hair, a pair of light gray eyes sparkle like freshly mined gems.

Yan Yueqing was amazed at a glance - what a beautiful half-blood!

Although he is young, the rudimentary shape of his facial features has shown some three-dimensional edges and corners.

The eyelashes that glimpse at you are long and curly, like an oil painting, with a kind of intense beauty.

Mu Nian and Yan Yu are a bit similar, both of them are models of thick and cold faces.

However, Yan Yu's eyes were dark and deep, as if they had crossed a protective film, and it was difficult to see the true emotions from the bottom of his eyes.

Mu Nian is different.

His delicate light-colored gaze looks back like a clear lake, and he can see to the end at a glance.

Clean and immaculate.

It's kind of extremely clean and nice.

The boy next to him should be Mu Nian's brother in WeChat, who looks different from the little guy, and is a more common Chinese look, without any traces of mixed race.

Even so, the appearance of the two sitting together is still quite eye-catching.

Seeing them coming, the boy took the initiative to stand up and walk towards them: "Hello, I'm Mu Tianxing, this is my younger brother Mu Nian." ”

Mu Nian sat quietly on the stool, and did not mean to get up to say hello.

The expression is very well-behaved.

Mu Tianxing invited everyone to sit down, and his tone was very humble: "I'm sorry, my brother is a little special, and he may not be able to communicate with everyone normally." ”

His reaction surprised everyone.

Mu Tianxing said: "My younger brother ...... I have autism and have been living in my own world. We've been trying for a long time, but we can only get him to react to his name for the time being, and I want to communicate with you...... I'm afraid it won't work. ”

"Autism?" Yan Yueqing was stunned, "But Nian Nian looks no different from ordinary people." ”

Mu Tianxing smiled bitterly: "Thank you for the compliment, it's a pity...... He probably won't even understand your compliment. ”

Sure enough, except for the action of raising his hand just now, Mu Nian suddenly fell silent again.

A small person, holding the black camera in his arms, did not say a word.

The shadow of the long eyelashes cast on his eyelids, like a bamboo forest moving slightly on the edge of Tan, which was quite quiet and beautiful.

No matter what Mu Tianxing said, Mu Nian kept sitting on the soft sofa, like a delicate doll.

Yan Yueqing was a little regretful: "I don't know much about autism, but I have a friend who specializes in this, why don't I consult him?" ”

She's not polite.

Yan Yu didn't speak before, although the old man later admitted that he taught the baby not to speak, pretending to be stupid, and claiming to be autistic.

But in the years when he stayed in the hospital, in order to go through the motions, Old Man Yan turned around and invited many experts to come for treatment.

The contact information of these people, Yan Yueqing really has!

Including after Teacher Jiang came to Huaguo, he also talked to her about Yan's psychological problems.

In any case, the little guy was a little worried about him after being alone in the hospital for several years.

If needed, the Jiang family has a professor who specializes in this area, and Mr. Jiang can transfer someone over at any time.

Yan Yueqing felt that he was not needed at that time.

The delusional situation is not ordinary autism, and it is better to have more companionship than to see a doctor and take medicine.

Mu Nian is different again.

He is completely trapped in his own world, and only occasionally reacts to the outside world, and if he can, he can ask an experienced doctor to intervene, and it may be effective.

Mu Tianxing shook his head regretfully: "I have invited many doctors at home, and even some Chinese medicine gods have invited ......" (end of this chapter)