Please marry me!

Chapter 46 Hmmm

    The little caramel and sea salt cake was finally divided into two portions, and they each ate half.

Cen Xing ate very slowly, holding a small fork to savor every bite, with a serious expression on his face. After taking a few bites, he looked up at Yu Weisheng. He watched it too seriously, which made Yu Weisheng feel a little embarrassed very rarely.

Knowing that Cen Xing definitely wanted to ask, he replied in advance: "It's delicious."

The caramel is slightly bitter, and the sea salt is a little salty. Mixed with cream, it melts on the tip of the tongue, and the aftertaste is all sweet.

It was delicious. But admitting it in front of Cen Xing at this moment actually made him a little flustered.

He regretted it in his heart. If I had known that I would face such torture in the end, I shouldn't have had bad intentions to bully the children in the first place.

Finally, he finished eating half of the small cake under Cen Xing's scorching gaze. He quickly put down the paper plate and fork, and took out a lunch box containing salad from the backpack beside him, trying to change the atmosphere.

"How about something refreshing?" he asked.

Open the lid, and the top layer is covered with little red hearts strung together with toothpicks.

The two looked down at the lunch box. After a moment of silence, Cen Xing stretched out his hand, picked up a bunch of red hearts, bit them into his mouth and chewed silently.

His face was very red, but he looked very happy.

They rode horses in the park, rowed boats, took a lot of photos, and bought a lot of odds and ends.

On the way back, Cen Xing felt drowsy and fell asleep on the back of the chair in a daze.

Yu Weisheng was driving the car, turning his head to look at him from time to time. Occasionally, when encountering a red light, he would look at him a lot.

Cen Xing must have not slept well last night. He is now sprayed with neutralizers all the time, and he always has a pleasant fruity smell. A strange thought flashed in Yu Weisheng's mind. He thought, what would happen if Cen Xing released pheromone uncontrollably now?

In such a small confined space, there were only the two of them in the car, and the night outside the car was gradually dimming. Without the lights on, no one can see what's going on inside.

Yu Weisheng shook his head, restraining those thoughts that he shouldn't have.

He told himself that he might as well think about it quickly, when to tell Cen Xing's parents about this matter. After talking, how to keep this child by my side.

Before he could figure it out, his train of thought was interrupted.

There were some strange, soft-sounding whispers from his side very abruptly. Yu Weisheng turned his head away in astonishment, and Cen Xing in sight still had his eyes closed, leaning on the back of the chair with his head tilted, sound asleep.

You heard me wrong.

Just as he was thinking this way, Cen Xing's lips moved slightly again. At the same time, he heard that kind of weird, cute sound with unknown meaning again.

Yu Weisheng was stunned for a while, then slowed down the speed and then parked the car slowly on the side of the road.

When most of the surrounding noise disappeared, Cen Xing spoke again, and those subtle voices became clearer.

He is talking in his sleep?

Or just some meaningless whispers. Every syllable was pronounced vaguely, too softly, and Yu Weisheng couldn't understand at all.

Cen Xing muttered a few words, turned around slightly, and let out a soft humming sound, and then there was no movement.

Yu Weisheng gradually came back to his senses after being astonished, and took out his mobile phone to take pictures to leave evidence. Unfortunately, apart from Cen Xing's peaceful sleeping face, nothing was captured.

The little mute was not photographed talking in his sleep, but Yu Weisheng did not delete that video in the end.

Cen Xing was at a loss when he woke up.

He was woken up by Yu Weisheng because he was home. On the way, I slept too deeply, but I didn't get enough sleep. I was in a daze, and my eyelids were drooping.

Yu Weisheng said to him: "You were talking in your sleep just now."

He looked at Yu Weisheng in a daze, with a delirious expression on his face, as if he didn't understand at all.

"Can you make a sound?" Yu Weisheng asked him again.

Cen Xing would just be in a daze now.

He was led out of the car and wandered into the house. Just when Yu Weisheng was about to tell him to take a shower and go to bed, the little guy suddenly woke up.

He looked in a good mood again, smiled sweetly at Yu Weisheng, and ran back to the room after laughing, carrying the messy little gifts he received today.

When Yu Weisheng changed his clothes and went to find him, he was trying to find a way to fix the grasshopper made of grass leaves on the desk lamp.

Not so well. As soon as he saw Yu Weisheng, he quickly waved for Yu Weisheng to help.

Yu Weisheng helped to tie the thin grass rope carefully, and asked him: "I asked you just now, but you haven't answered me yet."

Cen Xing looked at him blankly.

"When you were sleeping in the car, you were talking in your sleep." Yu Weisheng said.

Cen Xing was surprised, his eyes widened.

"So you can make a sound?" Yu Weisheng looked up at him and asked again.

Cen Xing was stunned for a while, then tilted his head slightly, as if he didn't know how to answer.

"I really heard it, I won't lie to you," Yu Weisheng said, "I've said it several times, and it's quite a lot." Cen Xing

frowned, thought for a while, and suddenly blushed for some reason. He took out his mobile phone and asked, "What did I say?"

He didn't understand. Yu Weisheng thought for a while, and replied: "You said, I want a new nail clipper for the next reward. I promise you."

Cen Xing blinked twice blankly.

Next time, it's the final exam. This kind of reward sounds really unmotivating.

"You also said that you will dance for me when you come back." Yu Weisheng continued to talk nonsense.

Cen Xing opened his mouth and froze.

Yu Weisheng smiled and asked him: "Does what you say mean what you say?"

The little grasshopper had already been fixed, and Yu Weisheng reached out to touch it, and it dangled under the lamp.

But its owner is motionless at the moment.

"I'm quite curious," Yu Weisheng persisted, "Can you show me a dance?"

Cen Xing held back for a while, and finally shook his head. He looked pitiful when he picked up his phone and pressed play.

"I won't."

"So you lied to me?" Yu Weisheng said.

He originally wanted to pretend to be serious, but unfortunately he couldn't help smiling.

Cen Xing looked at him carefully for a while, then lowered his head to type again. After a while, Yu Weisheng was getting impatient with waiting, he pressed play, and the electronic female voice was eloquent.

"My parents also mentioned to me before that I occasionally muttered when I fell asleep. But they said that what I said was not a word at all, because the pronunciation was very strange, and I couldn't understand a sentence that was a mess. .So, can you hear me wrong? Also, I really can't dance, never learned to dance. It will be ugly. I don't need new nail clippers, the last time you sent me The ones are still new and easy to use. I may be saying thank you for the nail clippers you gave me last time. Can this not be counted?" After listening quietly,

Yu Weisheng thought to himself, why don't you think about the "I I'm lying to you" option.

Since the little fool didn't doubt it, he wouldn't deny it, and nodded helplessly: "Well, I promise you."

Cen Xing heaved a sigh of relief.

Yu Weisheng suppressed a smile and asked, "So, you can speak?"

Cen Xing showed a very embarrassed expression. After a while, he shook his head and picked up his phone again. Only this time, after holding back for a long time, I didn't type a few words, and finally nothing came out, as if I didn't know how to word it.

"Xing Xing, follow my example," Yu Weisheng pulled him to him, opened his mouth, "Nian, 'Ah——'"

Cen Xing stared blankly at him, and after a while he came back to his senses, and took a deep breath Open your mouth slightly after taking a breath. But after a long time, there was no sound, but his face turned red.

"Can't send it out?" Yu Weisheng asked.

Cen Xing nodded, looking very sad.

"...Forget it then," Yu Weisheng smiled at him, "It's pretty good now."

That night, Yu Weisheng called Cen Xing's parents. After exchanging pleasantries, he took the initiative to bring up the matter of Cen Xing talking in his sleep in the car, wondering why this child couldn't speak normally, even though he could hear and speak.

It was Mrs. Cen who answered the phone. She was very surprised when she heard this, and asked, "Hasn't Lao Yu mentioned it to you?"

Not at all.

Yu Weisheng felt that his father was really casual. Inexplicably arranged for him to marry him, everything that should be explained was vague, and he was the most active in matching the two of them.

About Cen Xing, the old man hardly ever said anything to him.

Mrs. Cen told him that Cen Xing was born with some defects in language. Until the age of four or five, children of the same age could communicate relatively smoothly. He just managed to learn some simple words and sentences, but he still couldn't speak clearly and couldn't pronounce accurately. Except for the closest people around, most of them couldn't understand what he wanted to express at all.

This was originally the only way for every child to learn to speak, but his period came too late and lasted too long, and he could not see any progress after a year. In kindergarten, because he couldn't speak well, he gradually became an outlier.

During that time, Cen Xing cried many times in the kindergarten almost every day. Because as long as he speaks, the children will laugh at him. Most of the children at that age are direct, ignorant of human feelings, and show both kindness and malice without concealment. They imitated Cen Xing's strange pronunciation and yelled "I don't understand" to him. Later, whenever he spoke, people would laugh and boo. In addition, he always loves to cry, and he has a lot of nicknames.

By the time his parents found out that something was wrong, Cen Xing had become less and less fond of speaking.

When he was silent, he would no longer provoke ridicule.

"He was too young at that time. You mentioned this to him now, he doesn't remember at all," Mrs. Cen sighed, "but if you want him to talk, he feels that he can't make a sound." Yu Weisheng frowned and

listened After that, he was a little puzzled: "In this case, can I take him to see a psychiatrist?"

"I have been there," Mrs. Cen said in an awkward tone, "I have spent a lot of money on it for half a year, but it has no effect... ...So just..."

Yu Weisheng understood. Psychiatrists are not cheap. For ordinary working-class people, this expenditure with no visible return is too expensive.

"If we are really optimistic about him, we won't give up easily," Mrs. Cen sighed, "but in fact... when Xing Xing can speak, everyone can't understand what he said. His brain is in the language area. He was born with some problems and didn't develop well. So my wife and I discussed it at the time, and we didn't think it was necessary."

Yu Weisheng thought for a while and asked, "When was the last time you took him for a checkup?"

Answer It is the fourth grade of elementary school.

At that time, Cen Xing hadn't spoken for several years, and his parents gradually gave up, and they never took him to see a doctor again.

Calculating the time, this was all six or seven years ago. Yu Weisheng inevitably had some expectations and impulses.

Do you want to take this time to take him to have a look?

When he seriously searched for relevant information on the Internet, he soon felt a little emotional. Why does his little friend have so many strange ailments, and has experienced so many painful and loving pasts.

It seemed that Tian Shisheng was waiting for him to take care of him.