Gu Xiaoai clenched his teeth and drew on the paper with a brush. He didn't even notice that the color of the brush was light.

"Sister?" Ye Jiahe's voice came from the door, put on his white coat and went to her desk.

Gu Xiaoai hasn't been here for a while.

Gu Xiaoai painted as if he had never heard of it.

This is what ye Jiahe taught her. Painting, writing and calligraphy can calm her mind

But no matter how she painted, she couldn't calm down. She couldn't wave Len's tender cry away from her ears

Ye Jiahe looked down at the paper crumpled by Gu Xiaoai, sat opposite her, and cooperated with the music of the music box in a gentle tone, "Imagine you are now in a prairie with blue sky, white clouds and broad grass..."

Smell speech, Gu Xiaoai closed eyes, quietly listen to Ye Jiahe's voice.

"The wind is very quiet, the sun is shining on the grass, the dew is bright..." Ye Jiahe looks at her thin face and continues to say, "there are a lot of cattle and sheep on the grassland, and where are you?"

Gu Xiaoai opened his eyes and drew on the paper.

Ye Jiahe stood up and went to one side, lighting the Calming essential oil and changing the office lighting into a softer wall lamp.

Gu Xiaoai sits in front of the table to draw attentively, sketching every stroke on the paper, sometimes shallow and sometimes heavy, with serious eyebrows and eyes.

……

For a long time, Gu Xiaoai put the pen aside.

Ye Jiahe picked up the painting whose ink was not dry, only black and white, no other color,

When he said that, he deliberately emphasized three colors. Obviously, there was no color in her subconscious

"It's like since you adopted len, you haven't been like this for a long time."

Ye Jiahe said in the tone of a professional psychologist.

"Len has been taken back." Gu Xiaoai opened his mouth, and his voice was a little dry. "He was taken back by force. I watched him being taken away in front of me, but I couldn't stop him."

"What?" Ye Jiahe's eyes widened in amazement, and then he coughed softly, turning the topic back to her painting, "is the shepherd Li Jue Feng?"

……

Ye Jiahe points to a shepherd who is far away from the cattle and sheep in the picture. It seems that he can't get to the cattle and sheep in time for riding and running.

Gu Xiaoai is silent.

"You are looking forward to Li Jue Feng rescuing you from the mire like a magic weapon from heaven." Ye Jiahe said, "but you know clearly that he is far away from your world."

So, her own character is in the lower left corner, and the shepherd is in the upper right corner.

And between the two... Are seriously scattered cattle and sheep, obviously can not catch up with grazing.

This is what his sister is facing now

The music of the music box flows quietly.

"Sister, life is a process of gathering and parting." Ye Jiahe put the paper aside and his young face was sunny. "You and Len have been together for more than ten days. It's a memorable experience. We shouldn't demand more."

Ye Jiahe has entered the mode of psychiatrist. Gu Xiaoai is a quiet patient.

"Len is not born to you. He has his own family and parents. He really should grow up with his parents." Ye Jiahe said, "this is very normal."

"He is autistic because of his family environment. I don't trust him to go back like this." Gu Xiaoai said.

"If there were no autism, would you frankly give len back to his family?" Ye Jiahe asked.