MTL - My Husband With Scholar Syndrome-Chapter 13 Cohabitation on the first day

At the gate of the hospital, Mu Xiaoya said goodbye to her parents.

"Dad, mom, I live in Ogawa's house tonight."

"I see. I'll pack some clothes for you tomorrow." Shen Qingyi nodded.

"No, I'll go back and pack myself tomorrow." Mu Xiaoya refused.

"Alright." Shen Qingyi responded and turned to look at Shirakawa standing next to her daughter, and asked, "Ogawa, do you still have a pain in your hands?"

"It doesn't hurt." Shirakawa was in a good mood at this time, but didn't feel any pain in his hands.

"That's good, in the future ... I'll always come back and sit with Xiaoya." Shen Qingyi knew that her daughter's past was considered completely married. Just thinking about this, Shen Qingyi's nose could not help but feel a little sore.

"Come on, the car is here." Mu Ruozhou reminded his wife.

Farewell to his in-laws, Mu Ruozhou and his wife left by car. The car drove far away, and Shen Qingyi's gaze couldn't help looking back.

"Don't watch, you won't be back tomorrow." Mu Ruozhou comforted his wife.

"If Ruozhou, did you say that Xiaoya of our family just married like this?" Shen Qingyi didn't think about the scene where her daughter marries and leaves, but never thought it would be so unexpected and uneasy.

"It's not far. I can see each other at any time." Mu Ruozhou's heart was uncomfortable, but he still wanted to comfort his wife.

"I know, I just don't feel secure." Shen Qingyi worried. "You said that Xiaochuan looks like this. If he gets sick again in the future, what can Xiaoya do?"

"No, didn't your mother-in-law say, Ogawa rarely develops an illness, and today is a special case."

"If not ... I really wanted to regret disagreeing when I was in the hospital just now." Shen Qingyi was not frightened by the appearance of Shirakawa's illness. She always thought that Shirakawa just didn't like to talk, didn't know how to communicate, and never thought of him There is a tendency to be violent when you start a disease.

During the time Shirakawa was receiving treatment in the hospital, Shen Qingyi was always tangled. She was not optimistic about the marriage. Now she has seen the scene of Shirakawa's disease. She almost regrets to take Mu Xiaoya back on the spot. But in the end, she saw Shirakawa smiling.

Shen Qingyi didn't know how to describe that smile, it was a smile that anyone would see softly. At that moment, Shirakawa's body exuded a vitality, like a young seedling struggling in the spring and growing towards the sun, and her daughter Xiaoya was her sun.

Shen Qingyi suddenly felt a little sad, she quietly turned to look at her husband, and found that her husband's expression was similar to her. At that time, Shirakawa's mother had already cried and was silent. Eventually she softened and left her daughter to Shirakawa.

"Relax, the Bai family will take good care of Xiaoya." Mu Ruozhou comforted his wife, and at the same time comforted himself.

Bai Ye was driving a car with Mu Xiaoya and his brother Shirakawa. He closed the window to isolate most of the noise from the outside, then turned on the sound, playing a soft piano song.

This song was given to them by Professor Feng. It is said that it can help people with autism to ease their emotions. He and his parents prepared a copy at home and in each car. When Shirakawa's mood is unstable, he will show it out. Listen to him.

While turning up the volume of the speaker, Bai Yan secretly observed the situation behind him from the rearview mirror. Shirakawa was very quiet. He leaned his eyes on the back of the chair as if he had fallen asleep. There was no more irritability on his body. Nor ... did you have a lively smile just now.

It is not that Shirakawa has never seen Shirakawa laugh, and from childhood to age, Shirakawa also had fun. Shirakawa laughed and pursed her lips, her eyes were bright, and her ears were red. The whole family likes to watch Shirakawa laugh. As long as Shirakawa laughs, it will be exciting to double the performance of their group in one year. But the smile they just saw, they never saw it.

Is it the smile that only comes out to Mu Xiaoya?

While observing Shirakawa, she was also watching Mu Xiaoya. Mu Xiaoya was looking out of the window side by side, and seemed to be looking at the scenery along the way, but she would always turn around to check whether Shirakawa was awake.

The car quickly returned to the Baijia Villa. Without Xiaobai's reminder, Mu Xiaoya had already awakened Shirakawa. The two got out of the car, but Bai Guoyu and his wife Li Rong arrived one step ahead of them and were waiting for them at the door of the villa.

"Uncle Li, this is Xiaoya, Xiaochuan's daughter-in-law." Li Rong introduced Mu Xiaoya's identity to the housekeeper.

"I know, I know, grandma Erhao is good." Uncle Li had heard of Mu Xiaoya long ago, and met at this time, and found that, like the rumors, their Erhao really was close to her.

"Xiaoya, this is Uncle Li, the housekeeper of the family. You can find him if you have any future issues."

"Uncle Li." Mu Xiaoya greeted Uncle Li.

"Dare to dare, Grandma Erjie has nothing to do in the future."

Shirakawa had only just gotten sick, and he was in need of a rest at this time, so everyone didn't do more greetings and entered the house. Li Rong personally brought Mu Xiaoya to the door of Shirakawa's bedroom. After a brief explanation, he left.

Close the door, only Shirakawa and Mu Xiaoya are left in the room.

Mu Xiaoya couldn't help looking at Shirakawa's bedroom. She took Shirakawa to the bed, opened the quilt, and motioned for him to lie down and rest.

"No bath yet." Shirakawa turned to look at the bathroom.

Shirakawa takes a bath? Mu Xiaoya gave a subconscious glance at Shirakawa's right hand that was bandaged, and said, "Your hand is injured and you cannot touch the water."

Shirakawa looked down at his right hand, and frowned unhappyly: "I want to take a bath."

"..." Quite clean, Mu Xiaoya was speechless, "You don't want me to help you wash it."

Shirakawa was silent for a moment, and seemed a little embarrassed.

"You don't think I'll help you wash it." Mu Xiaoya laughed when he saw that he was still in trouble. "Wait, I'll let Uncle Li come to help you wash."

"No, I'll wash it by myself," Shirakawa refused immediately without hesitation.

"All said, you can't touch the water."

"Don't wash ... I can't sleep." Most people with autism will have some obsessive-compulsive disorder. They will have their own rules of life and will not be easily changed and broken. disturbed.

It's estimated that I really can't sleep because of this toss.

"Then you'll wait. I'll get the plastic wrap for you." Mu Xiaoya went out and asked Uncle Li for a roll of plastic wrap. He took it back to the room and wrapped Shirakawa's injured right hand with three layers and three layers. Two times, it was almost tied with a pig's trotter, it was considered as a stop.

"Well, go wash. Don't you let your right hand touch the water?"

"Um." Shirakawa nodded obediently and turned to take a shower in the bathroom.

Soon there was a sound of water in the bathroom, and Mu Xiaoya was doing nothing, so he began to look at Shirakawa's room. The rooms in Shirakawa are very simple, with few other decorations besides the inherent furniture. The most books in the room are in the corner near the balcony, and there is a bookshelf about two meters high, which is filled with all kinds of books that Xiaoya has never seen before. The thickness of the book made Mu Xiaoya seriously skeptical. If he dropped a book and smashed his head, he had a concussion immediately.

Shirakawa likes reading. Mu Xiaoya remembers that there was a large study in Granny's house, which contained a lot of books. When she was young, she didn't want to run in the library, so she went to the grandmother's house to read books. However, Grandma's books at home seem to be world-famous books. Sometimes she is bored, and she will secretly hold the comic book she bought, and then force Shirakawa to read with her. He was not allowed to look beyond himself.

The sound of water stopped, and Mu Xiaoya knew that Shirakawa was almost washed. Sure enough, after a while, Shirakawa in pajamas came out of the bathroom. He was wearing wet hair. The first thing was to raise his right hand towards Mu Xiaoya standing on the balcony: "Not wet."

Mu Xiaoya looked at the hand of her trotters, which was a rare embarrassment.

"Sit, I will untie it for you." Mu Xiaoya asked Shirakawa to sit down, then went to the bathroom and took out a dry towel, wiped it directly against Shirakawa's wet head, and waited until the hair was half dry. Only then lowered his head to give Shirakawa a cling film. After unwrapping the plastic wrap, Mu Xiaoya went to the hair dryer again to help Shirakawa dry her half-dried hair thoroughly.

During this period, Shirakawa had been sitting quietly, letting Mu Xiaoya move, and it seemed as if he didn't blink his eyes.

"Well, let's go to sleep. I'll take a shower."

Mu Xiaoya asked Shirakawa to take a rest, and then she went to the bathroom to take a simple shower. Suddenly, she came without a change of clothes and had to temporarily pull out a T-shirt from Shirakawa's closet to put on. When she got out of the bathroom, she found that Shirakawa, who was supposed to rest, was still sitting on the bed. Two big eyes were looking at her sharply and drowsily.

"Why don't you sleep?" Mu Xiaoya asked strangely.

"Wait for you," Shirakawa replied.

Mu Xiaoya first froze and smiled suddenly. She walked to the bed, opened the quilt, and sat next to Shirakawa. In this series of actions, Mu Xiaoya showed no unnaturalness and contortion in the slightest. She was not the consciousness of sharing a bed with her husband for the first time.

"Well, I'm back, can I sleep now?" Mu Xiaoya coaxed Shirakawa as a child.

Yes, in the eyes of Mu Xiaoya, Shirakawa is a child, and she is taking care of him as a child. So even if the two had shared the same bed at this time, they could not bear the slightest emotion of desire.

"Does it still hurt?" Shirakawa suddenly asked.

"what?"

"I pushed it." Shirakawa looked at Mu Xiaoya's waist.

"Oh, it doesn't hurt anymore?" Mu Xiaoya smiled suddenly.

Shirakawa thought about it, and suddenly reached out to lift Mu Xiaoya's t-shirt.

"What are you doing?" Mu Xiaoya was startled, and quickly reached out to stop a hand that was already holding the hem of her t-shirt. There was only one **** left under her.

"I want to see."

"No, it's okay, it doesn't hurt at all." Mu Xiaoya urged, but she ignored the autism patient's persistence.

Shirakawa saw Mu Xiaoya disagree. He did not forcibly lift Mu Xiaoya's clothes, but did not let go. He kept this action and stared at Mu Xiaoya with a pair of wet deer eyes. The eyes were firm, as if Mu Xiaoya wouldn't let her watch, no one would want to sleep tonight.

"..." Mu Xiaoya cried all of a sudden, how exactly did she read so much information from Shirakawa's eyes.

"You ... must watch?" No, she didn't believe it, she asked.

Shirakawa nodded.

"Aren't you okay?" Mu Xiaoya discussed.

Shirakawa continued to stare.

OK, you win!

Mu Xiaoya gritted her teeth, didn't she just look? Anyway, they were both husband and wife and had a look. Besides, Shirakawa doesn't understand anything. He just cares about his injury and won't even think about it.

Thinking about this, Mu Xiaoya released her hand holding Shirakawa's arm, turned around, and offered to show Shirakawa his back.

Mu Xiaoya was on her back, she couldn't see Shirakawa's expression. She just felt that her clothes were rolled up little by little, probably to the place where she was injured. Then, there were two slightly hot fingers, which were gently pressed on his waist, and gently stroked.

Mu Xiaoya has never been touched by her lower back like this. She only felt a trembling body, and a thrill came from the coccyge, making her tremble a little.

"It hurts you?" Shirakawa's nose sprayed on the side of Mu Xiaoya's face, and the strong masculinity instantly flushed her cheeks.

Madan, the face came so fast.

Shirakawa didn't think much about it, she was wrong.