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0In the living room, he saw quite a few small toys. There was even a fur bear doll that looked quite old on the sofa.    

    

While thinking, Xia Huanhuan carried the tea to the living room and put it on the tea table in front of Shen Yeding.    

    

"I didn't expect that you would have so many toys at home. Is it for your future child?" Shen Yeding asked with a smile.    

    

"Huh?" Xia Huanhuan blushed slightly and then quickly explained, "No, these toys, uh, some were bought by Ziyan a long time ago. They couldn't be returned, so they were kept forever. There are a few that were brought over from my hometown."    

    

"Right, the woman in your wallet who took your picture is your mother, right?" Shen Yeding changed the topic, "Although I attended your wedding before, I didn't see your current appearance."    

    

"Yeah." Xia Huanhuan nodded and also sat down on the sofa.    

    

"So your mother lives alone in Z now?" Shen Yeding asked again.    

    

"She likes to stay in City Z, saying that she wants to stay there for a few more years before moving to City B." Xia Huanhuan replied.    

    

"I heard that you never had a father when you were young. Your mother brought you up alone." Shen Yeding said casually.    

    

Xia Huanhuan had once minded the fact that she was an illegitimate child when she was young, but as she grew older, she became more and more relieved. If it weren't for her mother's insistence on giving birth to her, she wouldn't have had a life, much less have such a beautiful life.    

    

"It was my mother who brought me up." she said.    

    

"It's not easy for a woman to have a child. I admire your mother."    

    

"It wasn't easy for my mother to bring me around, especially when I was young and mischievous …" Xia Huanhuan had a smile on her face when she mentioned her mother. Her mother was her pride. For her, her mother had endured a lot of hardships, had endured the stares of others. The older she was, the more she understood.    

    

At the same time, she also deeply understood that her mother gave up the chance to find another love just for her. It was because her mother didn't want to have another child, lest she suffer grievances in the future.    

    

Shen Yeding looked at the radiant smile on Xia Huanhuan's face. He could feel that the relationship between the mother and daughter was very deep. "Then, your father, is he dead, or …"    

    

This time, Xia Huanhuan looked at Shen Dingye with a strange expression. As an unfamiliar senior, he seemed to be overly concerned about her family matters.    

    

"Oh, I'm just curious." Shen Yeding said, "If it's not convenient to answer, then it's fine if you don't answer."    

    

What happened to his father was actually not a secret. As long as he asked around in City Z, he would know. "I don't know if that man is dead or alive, or if he even knows of my existence."    

    

Shen Yeding was silent. He picked up the teacup on the tea table and took a sip of the tea. He also took the opportunity to lower his head to hide his uneasiness. Even though he had never felt that he had done anything wrong, hearing his daughter's words made him feel more or less … Sorry.    

    

However, this guilt was quickly suppressed by him.    

    

"Sorry, it seems like I really did ask something I shouldn't have." Shen Yeding said.    

    

"Nothing." Xia Huanhuan shook her head.    

    

For a moment, the air was awkward, and Xia Huanhuan didn't know what to say.    

    

Shen Yeding's voice broke the silence, "Then have you ever had the thought of looking for your father? Or do you hate your father? "    

    

Xia Huanhuan said flatly, "I never thought of looking for that person, and there's nothing to hate. To me, it's just a stranger. " And she didn't want to waste her feelings on a stranger.    

    

Shen Yeding's hand that was holding the cup was slightly stiff. He suddenly felt like he had been stabbed by a needle. It was a little painful, but also a little uncomfortable.    

    

So, when you thought that the other party would miss you or hate you, you realized that the other party doesn't care about you at all. That's what makes you most uncomfortable.    

    

It was a feeling of being - ignored.    

    

Department of Neurology, Military District Hospital    

    

Jun Ziyan sat on a chair, while Vice Director Wang, who had always been in charge of his illness, sat opposite him.    

    

After listening to his description of last night's situation, Vice Director Wang's expression became serious, "You're saying, yesterday Xia Huanhuan was almost hit by the glass falling from the sky, and then at night, you dreamed that she was hit, and after that, you didn't feel anything at all? You don't even know how you woke up? "    

    

"Yes." Jun Ziyan slightly nodded his head. All he remembered was the moment he saw her leave the bed and turn around. Previously, when he had looked at her with his eyes wide open, there hadn't been any reaction. It was he who had listened to Huanhuan's casual words in the morning.    

    

"Have you had any recent trauma?" Vice Director Wang asked.    

    

"Nope." he said.    

    

"What about the headache? Have you had a few headaches lately?    

    

"I haven't had a headache lately." Ever since he had a headache a while ago, and after he'd taken the medicine from the clinic, he hadn't had any more headaches.    

    

However, this answer made Vice Director Wang's expression turn even more serious. "Your current situation is a sign that your autism will recur due to the stimulation that I've told you before."    

    

A sign? Jun Ziyan's finger twitched slightly.    

    

"It should be said that you didn't see Xia Huanhuan's accident with your own eyes and only heard what was said orally by others. After that, in your dream, you had a possibility to imagine it. And because of this imagination, the brain is stimulated, creating a state of self-preservation. " Vice Director Wang explained further.    

    

Jun Ziyan's eyes darkened. After a long while, he opened his mouth and asked, "Are you saying that my autism will recur?" He still remembered the feeling of sinking into darkness in his dream. It was as if there was nothing around him, no one, not even himself.    

    

"Not necessarily. It's just that the chances are higher than the last time you came to visit." Vice Director Wang sighed in worry. Luckily, Xia Huanhuan was fine this time. If anything had happened to her, the excitement that Jun Ziyan had received would have been much greater than what he was experiencing now.    

    

"What should I do to suppress this possibility?" Jun Ziyan asked coldly. To him, the relapse of autism was like an unscheduled bomb, and he, no matter what, had to put out the fuse of the bomb.