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Xiao Minxing didn't say anything, wrapping his arm around me as we walked towards Ye Couple.
Ye Guang was indeed in the backyard, sitting alone on a simple bench under a tree, staring blankly at the sky.
He wore a hooded jacket and a pair of well-fitted blue jeans. His expression was calm, and when he gazed into the distance, he looked nothing like someone who was ill; instead, he resembled a normal person lost in thought.
However, even as we approached, he didn’t turn to look at us. Nurse called out to him for quite a while, but he didn’t respond.
Ye Couple stood in front of him, blocking his line of sight. Only then did he casually glance over before quickly shifting his gaze away, as if he didn’t recognize them at all.
Xiao Minxing took a step behind me, and noticing my poor mood, he had already taken the drawing from my hand and walked up to Ye Guang, slowly unfolding the artwork.
Finally, Ye Guang's gaze returned to him and fixated on the drawing.
He didn’t look at the person holding the drawing; it seemed that all he could see was the artwork itself. Everything and everyone else in his life appeared transparent to him.
Nurse briefly introduced us: “This is how he is; he doesn’t speak all day and doesn’t play with others. He either sits alone inside or outside.”
Xiao Minxing asked her, “Does he talk to you guys?”
Nurse shook her head.
Mrs. Ye turned her gaze towards me again, this time with anger, provocatively asking, “I remember your grand speeches from yesterday, but I’d like to ask you, Miss Qiu, how can we become friends with him if he doesn’t say a word?”
Ye Dad shot her another glare, this time more fierce, seemingly filled with reproach.
So Mrs. Ye fell silent, her gaze drifting to the Nurse as she said, "We brought him food and supplies, spare no expense, give him whatever he wants."
The Nurse smiled and agreed, mentioning that they usually followed Ye Guang's wishes, but she also noted that Ye Guang had very few demands; he would do whatever the Doctor asked, very obediently, just not vocalizing it.
I couldn't help but interject, "Can he understand what you are saying?"
Before the Nurse could respond, Ye Guang, who was sitting in a chair, stood up first. His gaze turned to me, and after a long pause, he stammered out, "Qiu... Yu... An."
He wore an expression that seemed almost dreamlike, his eyes squinting as if struggling to adapt to the scenery before him, feeling uncomfortable yet paradoxically wanting to open them wide.
Perhaps due to the various emotions swirling within him, his face appeared somewhat distorted and looked quite strange, with a noticeable sickly pallor.
The Nurse who came along was quite pleased: "Oh, you spoke today! I'll go find the Doctor; you must be so happy to see them that you felt like expressing yourself."
As she spoke, she dashed off toward the Doctor's Office, but Ye Guang's parents remained largely unchanged in their expressions.
Xiao Minxing stood beside me and Ye Guang, still holding onto that painting, but his eyes were fixed intently on Ye Guang, who was staring at me without blinking.
After a long while, Ye Guang spoke again: "Qiu Yuhan."
This time it was much clearer than before, and it was evident that he was very happy. However, his once tall frame now appeared emaciated and trembling slightly as he stood there. Aside from calling my name, he didn't do anything else.
I couldn't quite describe the feelings inside me; it had been too long since I last saw him. Now, in front of his parents, I suddenly found myself unable to say anything. Just making eye contact with his expression made my eyes feel warm.
Finally, Ye Dad took a couple of steps forward and looked at him saying, "Ye Guang."
The person standing was startled, hurriedly turning their head to look around, as if suddenly realizing there were others present.
However, their gaze only briefly scanned their parents' faces before stiffly moving away, ultimately resting on Xiao Minxing's face.
None of us knew what he was thinking, and we couldn't communicate normally, so we could only stand there in a daze like him.
It wasn't until the Doctor came over with the Nurse that everyone seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, especially Ye Guang's parents, who hurriedly asked about his condition again.
It was similar to what the Nurse had said before, but the Doctor also seriously explained his illness.
From what I gathered, it seemed that Ye Guang was not beyond help; his issue was simply a lack of companionship. If family members visited him regularly or talked to him, perhaps he would feel better.
When Mrs. Ye heard this, she anxiously said, "We arranged for a nanny before; he also has a Bodyguard with him now. Why isn't that enough?"
The Doctor looked at Mrs. Ye and said, "I mean family, not a nanny or Bodyguard."
I hadn't seen such people around Ye Guang, and since this was a psychiatric hospital, they had arranged for two normal people to take care of him while they didn't even want to come by for a glance. What were these parents really thinking?
While they were talking, Xiao Minxing had already put away the drawing and silently handed it to Ye Guang before walking back to my side.
Ye Guang glanced at the drawing and then turned to look at me, finally uttering two other words: "Baby... Baby..."
I immediately thought of the situation when we had Xiao Zhe; although I hadn't seen him at that time, he truly was there for us. Now that the child had grown so much and I hadn't thought to see him, I felt Mina's dissatisfaction with me was justified.
How could I possibly betray someone's deep feelings like this?
My vision blurred in front of me as I replied to Ye Guang, "Baby is doing well. Next time, I'll bring him to see you, okay?"
Although he still had a strange expression on his face, he nodded heavily in agreement.
After returning from the hospital, my mood was terrible, and Xiao Minxing didn't say a word, quietly driving the car.
In this city, winter turns to spring; on the surface, it seems like nothing has changed except for the temperature. However, for those living within it, different changes happen every day.
I recalled when I first met Ye Guang; he looked much better than he does now. If his relatives hadn't passed away at that time, if his parents had shown him more care, and if I had initially offered him my sincerest friendship, how would things be different today?
I thought it must be much better than it is now.
Xiao Minxing reached out and gently held my hand, keeping his gaze on the road ahead. After a long while, he said, "We can visit him often in the future. Just as you said, let's bring Xiao Zhe next time."
I turned to him and asked, "Do his parents agree?"
"Leave that to me. Don't worry; it shouldn't be a problem," he replied.
Mrs. Ye is the worst mother I've ever seen—without exception. I really can't understand what this seemingly noble woman does every day to leave her son in such a place while acting as if it's perfectly normal. The most infuriating part is that she never acknowledges the reality of the situation.
To uncover the truth, I returned home without even hugging Xiao Zhe and immediately went online to search for information about the Ye Family.
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