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As she watched her sister's eyes start to beat around the bush, her round head began to shake, and the tip of her small hair began to sweep across her face. She didn't even know that the little finger that would occasionally poke the picture had been resting on her belly for a long time. It looked like he was really sleepy. Since when did my sister become so lazy to sleep?

But looking at his sister's sleepy look, little brother Shaofeng felt that she was very cute. The corner of his mouth finally hung the smile of a child. With how cute his sister was, his father would probably be happy to see his sister like this …

Ye Zichen gradually lowered the sound of the map in his mouth …

By the time Little Shaofeng had completely suppressed his voice, he looked at his sister again. Her eyes were already completely closed, and her body wasn't as straight as the one before. She was already leaning against the sofa, seemingly asleep …

Shaofeng squatted in front of Qian Feng and gently picked up his little sister. He carefully carried his little sister and headed towards her little room …

After arranging the money, he would cover her with a blanket. Looking at his sister who was sleeping peacefully, Shaofeng smiled with satisfaction … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … …

He couldn't tell what it was like exactly, but he had a feeling that something was different about his little sister this time …

Although she still did not speak to him, if she asked him about anything she did not like or did not want, she would lower her little head and not look at him. If she liked or wanted something, she would just pull on the hem of his shirt or pull on his hand. She was still a child that was locked up.

However, today, his sister would occasionally look up at him, her round watery eyes gazing into his face. It was unknown what she was looking at, but it was as if she was finally learning how to recognize people.

When he was teaching the diagrams today, his little sister was also the same as always. From the very beginning, she just sat there without moving at all. He was like a doll, only he didn't know how to laugh.

But from time to time, his face seemed to be filled with doubt. His little head would shake a few times as well. He seemed to be much more alive than before, even though he was still quiet.

Uncle Fang Lin had said before that little sister wasn't really an autistic child, but rather a child who was between normal introverted and autistic. One day, she might come across an opportunity and slowly become better. They will also become like other children. They will laugh, they will make a ruckus, they will cry normally and they will be willing to talk to them. They would finally call him [Big Brother].

He had always believed that such a day would come!

Now, did his sister finally start to get curious about this part of the week? That was why he would roll his eyes and look at her, at the whole house?

He hoped so. With his curiosity and the desire to learn, he finally had a beginning. If his sister was willing, he was willing to lead her out of this small world that she had always sealed away …

Mommy, she's gone.

He was the older brother.

He would take good care of his sister.

Mommy, don't worry

After standing by his little sister's bed for a while, his little brother, Shaofeng, quietly left …

Before he left the room, he was afraid that his sister would wake up and find the small room stuffy. Shaofeng intentionally opened the small window at the very end before gently closing the door.

Qian Feng also knew that he had been addicted to sleep recently. Before, he had never felt that sleeping was a good thing, but now that he suddenly allowed her to enjoy such a good sleep, she became like a greedy cat that could not be stopped.

It was just that she did not expect to see the sun outside turn red from the slumber after lunch. Her room was covered in a layer of orange light …

In the morning, Yang Yang slept for a bit, and after lunch, he slept for a long time. In the evening, he slept for a long time, and now he even had a beautiful night sleep.

Qian Feng slipped off the small bed. Ignoring his shoes, he ran to the window with his bare feet and stretched his back. Huuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu …

Hm? Was it really the smell of wormwood coming from outside the window?

He was in the building area now, and he was on the higher level, how could he smell the smell of the wormwood? The smell was coming from the balcony of the living room?

However, as he smelled … Qian Feng felt that something wasn't right. Why was his arm so itchy?

Qian Feng couldn't help but scratch his arm as the itch grew stronger and stronger. On her originally white and tender arms appeared a few red fetishes.

Qian Feng rubbed his hands together, but there wasn't any relief. On the contrary, the itch on his hands grew even stronger, and it felt as though it was spreading all over his body.

Qian Feng held his hand tight and tried to think quickly in his head:

What was going on? It was as though he had suddenly developed an allergy. How could it be? No allergens? It seemed that the illness was coming in such a rush that it was like an emergency. He had just come into contact with it, but after he woke up …! Ai Hui? Artemisia selengensis? He had been able to come in contact with Artemisia selengensis safely every day before he was twelve years old, and his new body was allergic to Artemisia selengensis? How could it be such a coincidence?

However, Qian Feng soon lost the mood to think about these things.

A wave of even more uncontrollable itching came over her, like thousands of worms wading through her skin and intertwining with each other. Gradually, they bit into her blood with their teeth and began to itch onto her bones … … … … … … … … … … … … … …. Qian Feng thought that he had a decent self-control, and could still suppress it at first, but the itch kept hitting her again and again. At this moment, she also felt a little overwhelmed. She also felt her face start to heat up, her head was burning, and Qian Xiao was about to walk out of the room with soft feet.

Shaofeng also took a nap at noon. When he woke up, he immediately wanted to go to his room to check on his sister. But just as he opened the door …

His little sister's face was red all over. Her hair was scattered all over her forehead. She was soaked in sweat and stuck to both sides of his forehead in a crooked manner. His eyes seemed to be trying so hard to open, but in fact, they were not very open. On his exposed arm, there were rows of eye-catching red seeds. They were swaying as they walked, which made it seem like they were not very clear about what was going on.

Shaofeng panicked a little. While shouting for Mrs Zhang to call Uncle Fang Lin, he grabbed a set of clothes and wrapped them around his sister before running out …