378. Xin Tong, can you say a word to Mommy Just a word

Gu Yanqing quickly chased after her.

He carried Xin Tong in his arms.

Xin Tong hooked her arms around Gu Yanqing's neck and lay on his shoulders. She seemed to have lost all interest.

Gu Yanqing walked forward. Xin Tong lay on Gu Yanqing's shoulders and looked at Song Beibei.

Her eyes were like black pearls, so clean that there were no impurities.

However, when Song Beibei looked at her, Xin Tong averted her eyes and buried her face in Gu Yanqing's neck.

Song Beibei was extremely upset.

In the afternoon, they went to watch the Dolphin show.

The Dolphin show was Xiao Xintong's favorite show.

When they went to the aquarium in the past, if they didn't see the dolphins, they would cry.

But today, they were still not in the mood.

The Dolphin show was wonderful. In the past, Xin Tong would dance happily.

But today, she didn't say a word. There wasn't even a smile on her face.

During the Dolphin show, the Dolphin trainer asked a child to interact with the dolphins.

Xiao Xintong sat in the first row and looked like a little angel. She immediately attracted the attention of the Dolphin trainer.

The Dolphin trainer walked over and said, "little child, would you like to go on stage and greet Bella? "

Xin Tong nodded.

Song Beibei was delighted.

Xiao Xintong walked on stage.

The Dolphin trainer held the microphone and asked, "little child, what's your name? "

When the microphone was placed in front of Xin Tong, Xin Tong shook her head.

The Dolphin trainer was a little confused. He pointed in the direction of Song Beibei and Gu Yanqing and asked, "are those your parents over there? "

Xin Tong nodded.

The Dolphin trainer said, "How old are you this year? "

Xiao Xintong did not say anything. She just stood there awkwardly.

Song Beibei's heart ached terribly.

Xin Tong was not like this in the past.

The Dolphin trainer only thought that this child could not speak. Basically, the audience below the stage had the same thoughts as him.

Looking at the child, there was sympathy in the expression of the child's parents.

A lady sitting next to Song Beibei even said to Song Beibei, "your child is very cute. Even if he can't speak, he's still a very beautiful little angel. "

Song Beibei smiled helplessly at that person.

The Dolphin trainer on the stage pointed at a dolphin in the pool and said to Xin Tong, "her name is Bella. She's already two years old this year. She likes human children the most. You can go and touch her. "

Xin Tong walked over and squatted beside the pool.

When she reached out her hand, the Dolphin in the pool poked its head out and rubbed against Xiao Xintong's hand, making a sound.

The Dolphin trainer said, "Bella likes you very much. She's singing for you. "

The Dolphin stuck out half of its body from the water. Xiao Xintong suddenly reached out to hold the Dolphin's face and kissed it on the mouth.

This warm scene was recorded by many people on their phones.

This child's actions were too cute and too warm.

Song Beibei could not help but shed tears when she saw Xin Tong like this.

The psychiatrist had told her last time that it was not that Xin Tong did not want to speak, but that she was truly unable to speak.

This was a common mental illness of children.

Perhaps the child would suddenly speak and let nature take its course.

Perhaps it would be a long process, and it was very likely to develop into a true autism.

Song Beibei saw that Xin Tong was still so cute, still liked small animals, and was still willing to interact with them.

But she did not speak.

When she came out of the aquarium, Xiao Xintong's mood seemed to be a little better.

When she passed by a KFC, she stood at the door and refused to leave. She stared blankly at the hamburger pasted on the window pane.

Song Beibei walked over. "Xin Tong, do you want to eat a hamburger? "

Xin Tong nodded.

Song Beibei said, "you say one word, you say one word to mummy. You say you want to eat a hamburger, mummy will take you to eat it. "

Xiao Xintong's eyes quickly dimmed, and then she slowly lowered her head.

Song Beibei grabbed Xin Tong's shoulder. "Xin Tong, you say one word, just say one word, okay? Mummy, I beg you, I beg you to say one word to mummy, okay? "

Xin Tong lowered her head and stood on the spot, tears falling from her eyes.

But she still didn't say a word.

Song Beibei really couldn't control herself.

She squatted down and hugged Xin Tong, crying loudly.

Why was it like this? Why was it like this?

Even if they wanted to punish her, they shouldn't use Xin Tong to punish her.

Xin Tong was still so young.

But now she looked like she had locked herself in a dark room.

The people outside couldn't get in, and she refused to come out.

What should she do? What should she do?

In the end, Song Beibei and Gu Yanqing brought Xiao Xintong to KFC.

Xin Tong kept looking at Song Beibei's expression.

However, when her eyes were about to meet Song Beibei's, she averted her gaze.

Song Beibei had never seen Xin Tong so timid and closed-minded.

She had indeed lost control just now. Maybe she had scared Xin Tong.

So every time Xin Tong looked at her, she tried hard to squeeze out a big smile.

Then, she patiently said to Xin Tong, "Xin Tong, can you say something to mommy? "

In the end, they were all disappointed.

At night, the three of them went home.

Xin Tong fell asleep in the car.

Song Beibei held her in her arms.

Although Xin Tong looked pink, she was actually very thin. Because of her heart problem, she was not as healthy as she looked.

Even her lips had purple spots.

Song Beibei looked at the little person in her arms, and her heart felt like it was being stabbed by a knife.

Gu Yanqing looked at Song Beibei's silent tears and finally said, "don't worry too much. It will get better. Xin Tong will get better on her own. "

Song Beibei shook her head. "She's never been like this before. "

Actually, Gu Yanqing rarely spoke today.

The father and daughter pair had the same temperament.

Moreover, the older Xin Tong got, the more Song Beibei felt that she was becoming more and more like Gu Yanqing.

Hearing Gu Yanqing actually console her, Song Beibei's emotions were also complicated.

These few days, she and Gu Yanqing had been at loggerheads, like two erupting volcanoes.

But because of Xin Tong's appearance, she couldn't care less about all the conflicts.

However, she rarely spoke.

When Song Beibei was quiet, she would also think about how things had turned out like today.

When she got out of the car, Xiao Xintong woke up.

It just so happened that they were going to have dinner right away.

Xiao Wei and he Yucheng were both here today.

For some reason, Song Beibei suddenly felt very tired.

When she entered the house, the Butler came over and said, "young master, Young Madam, you're back. It's going to be dinner soon. Please go to the dining room. "

Song Beibei said, "Bring Xin Tong over. I'm so tired. I want to rest in my room first. "

Song Beibei went to her room alone.

Gu Yanqing brought Xin Tong to the dining room.

Xiao Peishan was already sitting at the head seat.

When he saw Xin Tong coming over, he waved at her. "Our Xin Tong is back. Come to grandfather quickly. "

Xin Tong walked over, and Xiao Peishan immediately hugged her in his arms.

He Pinched Xin Tong's little face. "Did our little darling have fun today? "

Xin Tong lowered her head and didn't say anything.

Xiao Peishan instantly knew.

He raised his head and glanced at Gu Yanqing.

Gu Yanqing also looked at Xin Tong with a heavy gaze.

Xiao Peishan couldn't bear to blame her, "alright, alright, let's eat. Our Xin Tong must be hungry. "

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