MTL - My Husband With Scholar Syndrome-Chapter 39 A gift that wins by volume

"Where are we going to eat?" For the first time, I ate at work, and Shirakawa had a different kind of attachment to the meal.

"It's not time to eat yet, let's walk for a while." Mu Xiaoya replied casually while driving the car.

"I said, it's not time to eat." Shirakawa, who was disrupted by the law, wrinkled his nose a bit, and couldn't help whispering.

"..." Is this being complained? Mu Xiaoya, who was complained by Shirakawa for the first time, felt a little strange, so she deliberately didn't answer and drove her car silently, trying to see what else Shirakawa could say next.

"I didn't eat until after half past six." Mu Xiaoya helped him decide this time.

"It's only five o'clock now." The company was off at five thirty, and they could obviously come out of work and come out, and there was no time.

After reading these three sentences, Shirakawa was quiet for two minutes in the middle, and then repeated these three sentences.

"It's not time to eat yet ... I won't eat after 6:30 ... It's only five o'clock." Just three sentences back and forth, Shirakawa whispered quietly, and there would be two to three minutes between them, as if set After playing the single-loop playback software, I repeated it without knowing it.

At first, Mu Xiaoya didn't feel annoyed, but she felt a little cute, because Shirakawa didn't like to talk on weekdays, but now she was like a little old lady who kept thinking about things and looked interesting and tight.

But as the chanting time became longer, Mu Xiaoya slowly began to realize that it was wrong. Shirakawa's thoughts are not kept talking because he wants to talk, he can't control himself at all. It was like that night, he kept writing in his notebook that he must go home at six o'clock. This was because he was forced to disturb the established rules of life, and his mind was naturally caused by incompatibility. This obsession requires that the disrupted life law be back on track to calm him down again.

Although the situation was not serious this time, Shirakawa did not get sick and was only slightly disturbed, but Mu Xiaoya knew that his behavior today still made him uncomfortable.

Mu Xiaoya parked her car in the underground garage of a shopping mall in silence, turned off the fire, then turned her head and looked at Shirakawa, who was still ignorant and ignorant, and asked, "What time is it?"

"Five o'clock and ten minutes to go to work." Shirakawa's subconscious still remembered that he did not get off work on time.

"When did we come out of Yifeng?" Mu Xiaoya asked.

"Fifty-five." Get off work 40 minutes earlier.

"Thirty minutes, half an hour, you have been repeating that time has not yet arrived and should not be off work." Mu Xiao Arden asked for a moment, "Are you angry with me? Blame me to take you out?"

"No." Shirakawa shook his head thoughtlessly. Although he should not have come out in advance, he was not angry.

"Then why do you keep saying 叨, if you keep saying 表示, it means that you are not happy. If you are not happy, you blame me, it means that I have done something wrong. But just now I asked you clearly, you promised to come out with me Yes, you came to blame me again when the results came out. "Mu Xiaoya's expression was a little sad. This kind of sadness was not because Shirakawa missed her but because she saw such Shirakawa.

"I ... I'm not angry, I don't blame you, I ... I ..." How should I explain? Shirakawa's face was anxious, his anxious face turned red.

He's really not angry. He just feels a little uncomfortable. When he doesn't, he can't help but repeat the same thing. This is a state of autism, and Shirakawa can't control himself at all.

Shirakawa knows all the characteristics of his illness clearly. He has seen doctors since he was a child. He has also read a lot of books on this. He can even accurately reflect the various reactions that autistic patients will have when they suffer from autism. However, whenever this symptom appears, his brain will be confused. On the one hand, the right brain was telling him that he should not read it anymore, but on the other hand, the left brain acted on his own initiative.

Shirakawa sometimes hates the reason of his right brain. He even hopes that when he becomes ill, the reason of his right brain can disappear. In this way, he will not feel guilty and will not be afraid that Xiaoya will hate him.

"I went to the company because I wanted you to be happy. Since you blame me, I won't go to you in the future."

Mu Xiaoya is still talking, every word that makes Shirakawa uncomfortable. This discomfort gradually prevailed, helping the right brain to successfully suppress the behavior of the left brain, so that Shirakawa's urge to chant was gradually eased.

"I ... I don't read it anymore." If Xiaoya would be sad when he heard it, then he wouldn't read it that way, at least, couldn't read it.

Yes, just say nothing, just repeat it in your heart, so Xiaoya won't find it. Or just go home and keep it in your notebook, as long as it is not discovered by Xiaoya. Without being discovered, Xiaoya would not hate herself.

"I won't do it later." After finding a solution, Shirakawa's confidence was enough, he said loudly, "I'm not angry, you don't want to come to me in the future." He likes Mu Xiaoya to find He liked to look up outside the office and suddenly found Xiaoya standing there. Shirakawa even thought that maybe he would take a subconscious look outside during work hours.

Mu Xiaoya looked at Shirakawa, who promised her a promise, and her mood was a little complicated: Was this the right guide?

Professor Feng said that the trajectories of autistic patients are extremely simple. They have no communication, live alone, and even study alone. Their daily life trajectory is like a straight line, there will never be a fork or a turn. Therefore, once their identified trajectory is suddenly disrupted, and the straight line turns, this change will disturb them. They will express their uneasiness and urgency through actions, language, everything they can use to express. If this level of anxiety is too great and rises to anxiety, they are more likely to develop disease.

Being unable to go home on time made Shirakawa anxious. And leaving work early and not eating within the prescribed time, although it also made Shirakawa uneasy, but this lack of anxiety and anxiety, just made him repeatedly thinking about the same thing beyond his control. He needs to use this repetition to ease his anxiety. So Shirakawa ’s thoughts are actually a method of self-regulation. Seriously, he is treating himself.

But now, for her simple words, Shirakawa was willing to stop this treatment.

Is it right to do it yourself? Mu Xiaoya hesitated. On the one hand, she hoped that Shirakawa could be more normal, even if she could make a little progress. On the one hand, she didn't want Shirakawa to feel uncomfortable.

"I know you didn't do it on purpose, you just can't control it, right?" Facing Shirakawa's guilty eyes, Mu Xiaoya failed to relent.

"Um." Shirakawa nodded heavily, relieved.

Xiaoya understands him.

"Then let's make an exchange?" Mu Xiaoya suggested.

"exchange?"

"Yes." Mu Xiaoya wants Shirakawa to be better, but she can't bear to make Shirakawa too uncomfortable, so she wants to give Shirakawa some compensation. "If something similar happens again in the future, for example, what do I do to make If you are uncomfortable, you can make a request to me. As long as I can do this, I will promise you. In exchange, you will not be able to think about me in the future. Uh ... if you can bear it If you ca n’t, you ca n’t do it more than three times. "

Mu Xiaoya held up three fingers and reached out to Shirakawa's eyes. She hoped that this exchange could ease Shirakawa's anxiety.

Shirakawa looked at the three fingers in front of his eyes, and his brain began to analyze the meaning in Mu Xiaoya's words: Xiaoya said that in the future, if there is a similar situation, can she let Xiaoya agree to one thing unconditionally? Just thinking so, Shirakawa felt that the restlessness in his heart had been relieved a lot.

After understanding, Shirakawa decided to give it a try, so he couldn't wait to ask: "Then ... can I ask for it now?"

"Yes, what do you want me to do?" Although Shirakawa said 30 minutes instead of three times today, as the first "interest exchange", Mu Xiaoya didn't mind being generous. Moreover, she was also curious about what Shirakawa would ask her.

"laugh."

"?"

"I think you're happy." Shirakawa didn't like what Mu Xiaoya looked like now, and his eyes were heavy as if he saw the fog when he ran in the morning. He didn't like it.

At this time, Mu Xiaoya actually wanted to cry, but in order to keep her promise, she still made herself laugh hard. She didn't go to look in the mirror, but she could be sure that she was not ugly now, because the warmth of her heart would surely be transmitted to Shirakawa's heart through a smile.

At the moment when Mu Xiaoya's smile unfolded, Shirakawa also found that he couldn't help but want to read the **, like the fog after sunrise, disappeared.

The two waited so long that it was almost six o'clock by the time the restaurant was upstairs. Then pick the number, order, wait until the dishes get on the train, Mu Xiaoya looked at the time, just 6:30, this accidentally hit the point of Shirakawa.

Mu Xiaoya looked at Shirakawa during the whole process, and was unsure whether this was because her "exchange" played a role, or because she ate a meal within a prescribed period of time, and she was passively cured.

But today, she does not plan to continue to explore. Shirakawa's illness requires patient guidance. Mu Xiaoya feels that she has guided enough today.

"After dinner, I'll take you to a place."

"Ok."

After eating rice, Mu Xiaoya took Shirakawa to the East District on the third floor, where there are various shoe specialty stores in the mall. This is also the main purpose of Mu Xiaoya to come to this mall, because one of the shoe stores in this mall is Fang Huizhen. Inside, there are three shoes she designed and recently launched.

Entering the store, just a simple sweep, Mu Xiaoya soon found the three shoes she designed, right in the center of the store, the new listing hotspot.

"Ogawa, look." Mu Xiaoya picked up one of the shoes and showed it to Shirakawa.

"You painted it." Shirakawa did not disappoint Mu Xiaoya, and recognized the shoes at a glance. This was when they were still in the cherry orchard, and Xiaoya drew by the side of the stream, but also encountered a heavy thunderstorm that day.

"Huh." Mu Xiaoya said proudly, "I watched the game you developed today, and also showed you the shoes I designed. This is a brand I and Fang Hui co-founded, and our studio is on it. What ’s the logo? ”Mu Xiaoya showed the soles to Shirakawa. On the white soles, there is a small circular pattern, which is an artistic pattern formed by the English letters h and Y, far away. Looking at it like a flower, it can be seen that it is two letters.

"H is Fang Hui's Hui, Y is ..."

"Xiaoya's ya," Shirakawa answered quickly.

"Yes."

"Two people, do you like this shoe?" At this moment, the store clerk came over and glanced at the shoes on the hands of both of them. "This is a shoe jointly designed by our company and h & Y studio." This is the new style of this year. This shoe looks simple and generous, and has a high degree of comfort after wearing it. The upper fabric is breathable, even in summer, and it will not feel dull. This shoe is particularly good in our stores. I just sold a pair. Do you need to bring a pair back? "

"No need to……"

"Yes." Shirakawa interrupted Mu Xiaoya's words. "This pair, this pair, and this pair, I want them."

Shirakawa pointed out three pairs in a row, and each pair was designed by Mu Xiaoya. He remembered every pair of shoes designed by Mu Xiaoya in the cherry garden.

"Okay, what size do you want?" With so many enthusiastic clerks, the tone of enthusiasm has been more eager than before.

"A pair of 36, 37, 43, 44 and a pair of 45." Shirakawa reported a string of numbers.

"So ... which size and which pair?" The clerk confirmed.

"Everything is required."

"You mean ... you have to buy three pairs for every shoe size?" The clerk couldn't believe it.

"45 for six doubles." Shirakawa was afraid that the clerk was wrong.

"You ... Are you sure?" Where is this shoe? This is wholesale ...

"Okay." Shirakawa nodded with certainty. He never miscalculated the numbers.

"Ogawa, what are you doing ..." Mu Xiaoya, shocked and speechless from the start of Shirakawa's size, looked back. She smiled awkwardly at the clerk and decisively pulled Shirakawa aside, "Why do you buy so many shoes? Besides, even if you want shoes, you just have to tell me. Why spend money to buy them? My pile." Fang Hui only bought several pairs of model shoes from the factory yesterday. Come here and pile up in the studio. If Shirakawa likes these shoes, she can take them home without spending money on them.

"To buy, to join hands." Shirakawa resolutely.

"You don't have to buy so much, just buy a pair."

"Send it off," Shirakawa said again.

"Who is it for?" Mu Xiaoya was curious, and Shirakawa was able to buy things and give them away.

"You said, when your studio is officially opened, you will send your parents, and big brother shoes." Shirakawa felt that Mu Xiaoya must have forgotten again.

"..." Mu Xiaoya didn't forget, she did say at the breakfast table of the Bai family that she would send them shoes, but Mu Xiaoya promised to help them make shoes instead of two or three for mass production in this factory. One hundred shoes.

"You don't have to buy so much. Three people, just buy three pairs." Mu Xiaoya said.

"Six people," Shirakawa counted, "my parents, your parents, brother, and me."

In the end, Mu Xiaoya quickly swiped Shirakawa's salary card, bought 18 pairs of shoes of his own design, and then returned to the villa to give Bai family parents and Bai Ye, three pairs.

Everyone in the Bai family: ... Our family in Ogawa is so generous.