Just listening to Chu Yigui's laughter, Wan Qiu still felt that maybe he was happy.

"I'm sorry, but I won't be able to do this time." Chu Yigui slowed down his tone after laughing.

Chu Yigui also knew that Wan Qiu didn't care.

For Wan Qiu, as long as he will come back, he doesn't mind anything.

Chu Yigui was unable to participate in the contact between Wan Qiu and Chu Zhang.

He...... was rejected by Chu Zhang.

When the moment Chu Zhang took Wan Qiu away from him before he left, Chu Yigui knew that he couldn't be involved.

He can't leave his own traces in the interaction between Chu Zhang and Wan Qiu.

"Brother." Chu Yigui bent his back and buried himself in Wan Qiu's shoulder, sighing with emotion, mixed with sighs and whispers, "We are different, right?" ”

"We are brothers and friends." Wan Qiu repeated the words that were familiar to them, "We are closer. ”

Wan Qiu didn't know if Chu Yigui sighed.

But he seemed to be holding a not-so-full, somewhat wilting balloon.

In the end, Chu Yigui left Wanqiu.

Wan Qiu raised his head and looked at Chu Yigui, those black stars, the things that would sting him, seemed to have dissipated a lot.

He didn't infect Chu Yigui with his happiness.

But his displeasure lessened.

Wan Qiu didn't know if it was a success.

"My brother needs me, and I'll be there." Chu Yigui said calmly.

Wan Qiu felt that Chu Yigui must be very tired.

In the dim light, Chu Yigui showed a tiredness that he usually couldn't see.

Is the place where he goes that makes him tired?

"Good night." Wanqiu Road.

"Good night, brother."

Wan Qiu followed behind Chu Yigui and looked at Chu Yigui's back.

Even if he was unhappy, even if he was exhausted, Chu Yigui's back was already straight.

At any time, Chu Yigui showed beauty in Wan Qiu's eyes.

Like Big Brother.

——

When Jiang Chengfeng came back to teach Wanqiu in the past two days, he found that Wanqiu started playing with his mobile phone as soon as he arrived at recess.

I thought that after Wanqiu learned the mobile phone, he began to become addicted like other children, and he was still a little worried.

But the truth is a little different from what he thought.

Wanqiu doesn't seem to have the habit of hiding his phone and not letting others see it.

Jiang Chengfeng unconsciously noticed what Wan Qiu had been looking through.

It's not games, tweets, videos.

It's a photo album.

There were quite a few photos in the album, and Wan Qiu seemed to be flipping through them one by one.

This is a very strange behavior, Jiang Chengfeng cares about the changes in Wanqiu, so he communicated with Yan Hua.

And Yan Hua said that this was a topic that she instructed Chu Zhang to leave to Wan Qiu.

As for why it was given to Chu Zhang, it was because Wan Qiu cared more about the affairs of his relatives than outsiders.

He will be better at thinking when facing his loved ones.

Let Wanqiu find and choose a favorite thing without any guidance.

Wan Qiu seems to be basically confined to instinct for the concept of liking.

For example, I like relatives, food, and colors, but I don't have hobbies and spiritual sustenance.

And now it is necessary for Wanqiu to understand and learn in the process of learning, and only after learning can he understand and like it.

Jiang Chengfeng could feel that Wan Qiu was very distressed, and even gradually became anxious after looking at the photos for a long time, and Jiang Chengfeng immediately interrupted Wan Qiu at this time.

If you add pain and anxiety to the process of finding your preferences, it will be counterproductive.

But Jiang Chengfeng also felt that Chu Zhang had probably gone too far, and it was very difficult for ordinary people to find their favorite one in such a huge photo, let alone Wan Qiu.

It's just that Wan Qiu, who is completely focused on the topic, and his serious appearance makes Jiang Chengfeng unbearable to interrupt.

How can I cooperate with Dr. Yanhua's psychological counseling to counsel Wanqiu?

For example......

Revisit the definition of 'like'?

Jiang Chengfeng is a special education teacher, and what he teaches is more accurate and specific, teaching Wanqiu the correct perception of things, rather than psychological counseling.

Jiang Chengfeng thought about it for a long time and decided to play a game with Wan Qiu.

Not to teach, but to do a simple sorting game.

There are three boxes, which represent likes, dislikes, and no feelings.

And Jiang Chengfeng chose some words and asked Wan Qiu to put them in these boxes.

And guide Wanqiu to think about why he likes it and why he doesn't like it.

tried to find his favorite photo from Wan Qiu's logic.

Fortunately, Wanqiu seems to be more interested in the teaching of this little game.

"Turnips." Jiang Chengfeng said, while Wan Qiu wrote silently on the paper, "Which box will Wan Qiu put in?" ”

Wan Qiu put the radish in the box he liked.

"Why does Wanqiu like turnips?" Jiang Chengfeng asked.

"It's delicious."

Jiang Chengfeng's expression was a little subtle.

"Bitter melon."

Wan Qiu continued to write the bitter gourd silently, and then put it in the box he liked.

After a few words in a row, Jiang Chengfeng was already a little surprised by Wan Qiu's love for food.

Anyone has foods that they don't like and are not good at, for example, some people don't like coriander and Houttuynia cordata, and some people are not good at chili peppers and radish.

But no matter what Jiang Chengfeng proposes about any popular and hated food, Wan Qiu will classify it as a favorite as long as he has eaten it.

Except for the ones that I haven't eaten and put them in the box of 'no feeling', all of them are piled up in the likes without exception.

It's like there's nothing nasty.

And Jiang Chengfeng will also put forward some words such as 'light', 'wind', 'leaves', and even 'garbage', 'dirty water' and 'cockroaches', all of which are put in the box he likes.

Even if there are some words, Wanqiu can't even write words.

No matter which word he proposes, as long as Wan Qiu knows the meaning, he will put it all in his liking, as if he likes everything that exists in this world very much.

The 'like' box was already stacked with a lot of notes, and the 'dislike' was still empty.

Although Jiang Chengfeng doesn't want to give Wanqiu negative thoughts, the concept of 'dislike' is still very important to Wanqiu now.

"Darkness." Jiang Chengfeng said.

Wan Qiu wrote down the correct word in the dark, but when he wanted to put it in his favorite, Wan Qiu hesitated.

In the end, Wanqiu put darkness into the box he didn't like, and it became the first word in the box he didn't like.

Jiang Chengfeng breathed a sigh of relief and asked, "Why don't you like the dark?" ”

Wan Qiu thought about it very seriously and said, "I can't see anyone." ”

"Huh?" Jiang Chengfeng didn't understand.

"If you can't see people, you can't make everyone happy."

Jiang Chengfeng's heart seemed to speed up, and Jiang Chengfeng was also a little surprised that Wanqiu would observe other people's small habits from time to time.

"Bleeding." Jiang Chengfeng said.

And this time, Wanqiu didn't think about it and discarded it into a box he didn't like.

Jiang Chengfeng also has a sense of accomplishment for the fact that Wan Qiu can occasionally judge his preferences now.

"Why don't you like it?"

Wan Qiu thought for a moment and said, "If you bleed, you will die." ”

Jiang Chengfeng felt that such an explanation was fine, but he vaguely felt that it was a little subtle, and he didn't know why he suddenly appeared around him with a sense of disobedience.

"yes, that's, 'pain.'" Jiang Chengfeng said.

Wan Qiu wrote these two words accurately, but Jiang Chengfeng saw that Wan Qiu hesitated between 'dislike' and 'no feeling' when he put the words.

Even Jiang Chengfeng saw that Wan Qiu seemed to want to put the pain into his 'like'.

Jiang Chengfeng frowned, shouldn't pain be classified as a matter of course?

However, Wan Qiu thought about it for a long time, and finally put the pain into not feeling it.

At this moment, Jiang Chengfeng was stunned.

"Why?" Even Jiang Chengfeng himself didn't notice that this question was asked a little eagerly.

"I'm not afraid of pain." Wan Qiu muttered, but after thinking about it, he added, "I'm not afraid of hurting all the time." ”

What do you mean? Jiang Chengfeng was at a loss.