My Husband With Scholar Syndrome

Chapter 50: sleep with me

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After walking around for half an afternoon, the two were resting in the rest area of the furniture city. Mu Xiaoya had a bit of a sore leg while walking, and couldn't help but beat her calf with her hands.

"Xiao Chuan, are you tired?" Mu Xiaoya asked Bai Chuan.

"Not tired." Bai Chuan shook his head, looked around and said, "It's just a little noisy."

"Today is the weekend, and there are activities in the mall. There are a lot of people. Are you feeling sick? If you are, we will leave." Mu Xiaoya didn't plan to visit for so long at first. In fact, she had already I've picked out a few nice pieces of furniture. I came here today just to have a look at the real thing. In the end, I didn't expect that, after I came here, I found that the other ones were also good, so I couldn't help but start shopping.

"It's okay." Bai Chuan was a little uncomfortable at first, but as soon as he thought about buying everything, he could move, and his mood immediately improved a lot, even his head didn't hurt so much.

Mu Xiaoya observed Bai Chuan seriously. Although Bai Chuan said it was okay, his forehead was always tight. Mu Xiaoya stretched out her hand, gently stroked Bai Chuan's forehead, and asked softly, "Are you having a headache?"

When the two sat down, they bought two cups of cold drinks. Mu Xiaoya's hand was cold at this time, which made Bai Chuan rub against it comfortably.

"Otherwise, let's go back." Mu Xiaoya said and was about to stand up.

"No." Bai Chuan took Mu Xiaoya's hand and put her palm on his forehead again under Mu Xiaoya's puzzled eyes, "That's it, it's fine."

Mu Xiaoya was stunned for a moment, then sat down again with a smile, and didn't let go until she felt that Bai Chuan had completely recovered. But knowing that Bai Chuan was uncomfortable, Mu Xiaoya didn't plan to stay in Furniture City any longer, she decided to make a quick decision.

"Xiaochuan, let's decide whether the gray one just now is good or not, and then we will buy more than a dozen throw pillows of different colors and stack them on top, so that it doesn't look too cold." Mu Xiaoya opened the brochure and put the Show the picture book of the sofa to Shirakawa.

"Yellow and black." Bai Chuan just took off his earphones, and when he heard the noisy voice again, he subconsciously shook his ears.

"You mean the colors of the throw pillows, just yellow and black?"

"Yeah." Bai Chuan nodded.

"Okay, then we will use these two colors." Mu Xiaoya knew that Bai Chuan had a slight obsessive-compulsive disorder, so she agreed without asking more, "What about the bookshelf, which one do you like?"

"This." Bai Chuan had a very clear attitude towards what he wanted, and he chose the style of the bookshelf without hesitation.

"Then take this." Mu Xiaoya marked it, followed by the last item, "What about the bed, which one do you like?"

Bai Chuan, who had always chosen decisively, glanced at Mu Xiaoya and suddenly stopped talking.

"What's wrong? You don't like it?" Mu Xiaoya asked.

"You don't like it." After seeing so many beds just now, Xiaoya, who he liked, all dragged him away, so Bai Chuan chose not to.

"You haven't chosen yet, how do you know I don't like it." Mu Xiaoya said strangely.

Bai Chuan shook his head, but did not choose.

"In that case, I will choose three, and you will decide on one in the end." Mu Xiaoya had a slight choice phobia, so she decided to give Bai Chuan the final choice.

"This, this, and this... I think it's good, but I don't know which one is better." Mu Xiaoya found the several brand catalogs she had just seen, and turned them over one by one to show Bai Chuan.

Bai Chuan glanced at it, and it only took a second to select the last one.

So mattresses, sofas, and bookshelves were settled so quickly.

Furniture City has a free delivery service. Except for bookshelves that cannot be delivered immediately because the installers are too busy, sofas and beds can be delivered immediately. The two waited for the workers at the mall to pack the things, and then drove back to the new house together.

The installer was very fast, it took less than half an hour from entering the door to leaving. Before leaving, the installer also handed a dark blue box to Bai Chuan and said, "This is a gift for the mattress."

Giveaway

Mu Xiaoya didn't think much about it after listening to it. The shopping mall has recently held events, and a lot of gifts were given away. The pillows for her sofa were given when she bought the sofa. When the installer left, Mu Xiaoya happily lay down on the sofa, hugged a yellow throw pillow and sighed, "This sofa is so comfortable, and it matches our living room very well, so it doesn't smell good yet." She was hesitant to buy it back, it's really good anywhere.

Holding the gift he received, Bai Chuan walked to the sofa, looking at Mu Xiaoya who was rolling on the sofa and smiled dotingly.

"What's the gift for the mattress, open it and see that the packaging looks good." The mattress is the most expensive of the three pieces of furniture, so it's not surprising that the gift is better.

"Pajamas." Bai Chuan handed the gift box to Mu Xiaoya, and answered directly without opening it.

"Sleep... pajamas?" Mu Xiaoya lifted the lid in disbelief, and sure enough, she saw a set of thin and light fabrics inside, with few pieces of fabric, and the few remaining pieces of fabric were not able to see through... pajamas.

Sexy pajamas! !

Four big characters and two exclamation marks appeared in Mu Xiaoya's mind.

She remembered that among the three mattresses she chose, only this one was for pajamas. Could it be...

No, no, their Bai Chuan is pure, how could he be that kind of person.

"You... why did you choose this mattress?" Mu Xiaoya couldn't help but asked, itching in her heart, and she didn't know what kind of answer she wanted to hear.

"Because of giving pajamas." However, Bai Chuan's answer was unusually straightforward.

Mu Xiaoya twitched the corners of her mouth, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, really!

But Mu Xiaoya also knew that Bai Chuan didn't have any bad thoughts, he was just obsessed with pajamas. But... why did you suddenly become obsessed with pajamas

Mu Xiaoya was wondering when suddenly, a dark shadow flashed past, Bai Chuan reached out and picked up the pajamas in the box, not only held them high in front of him, but also said with a disappointed face, "Why is there only one."

"You... put it down." Mu Xiaoya blushed, unable to look directly at Bai Chuan at this time.

Even if you don't have any distractions, but your wife and I are normal people, okay? Can you not do this kind of thing with an innocent face! ! !

Mu Xiaoya's heart was roaring, clearly Bai Chuan didn't do anything, just carried a pajamas, but she just felt that the blood was flowing backwards all over her body, and her head was steaming like a kettle.

"Oh." Bai Chuan obediently put the pajamas back.

The pajamas fell back into the box, and Mu Xiaoya closed the box, her aura was as if she was sealing a man-eating beast that was only meant to bring harm to the world.

"I want to drink water." Mu Xiaoya took Bai Chuanzhi to the kitchen to get water, then quickly jumped off the sofa, stuffed the box at the bottom of the cloakroom, and ran back to the sofa at an extremely fast speed.

After taking two sips of water, Mu Xiaoya gradually calmed down, and her attention returned to her newly bought sofa. Bai Chuan sat next to her, imitating Mu Xiaoya, and put a pillow in his arms, quietly watching the TV in front of him.

"When I go to the business hall tomorrow to get the net set up, I can watch TV." Mu Xiaoya said.

"Yeah." Bai Chuan nodded and glanced at the kitchen again.

"There is also a disinfection cabinet in the kitchen that has not been delivered. Newly bought tableware and kitchen utensils must be washed and disinfected before they can be used."

"I'll wash." Bai Chuan always remembered his work.

"Okay, I'll leave it to you." Mu Xiaoyale was happy to have a husband who likes to do housework.

"Yeah." Bai Chuan was also very happy.

Bai Chuan was in a good mood now, Mu Xiaoya felt it was a good time, so she started to inquire about what Professor Feng explained in the morning. She asked unintentionally, "Xiao Chuan, why are you resisting Professor Feng?"

"..." Bai Chuan was stunned for a while, but did not speak.

"I don't want to say it, I don't want to say it, so don't say it." Seeing that the smile on Bai Chuan's face disappeared, Mu Xiaoya didn't dare to ask again.

"I don't like it there, and I don't want to see Professor Feng." Bai Chuan would never refuse to answer Mu Xiaoya's questions, even those he didn't really want to answer.

"Why? Professor Feng is your attending doctor. You have both known each other for more than ten years." Mu Xiaoya asked.

"I don't want treatment." Bai Chuan's tone was a bit rushed and wronged, he looked at Mu Xiaoya with red eyes, and repeated, "I don't want treatment."

"Okay, no treatment, no treatment." Mu Xiaoya was afraid of Bai Chuan's excitement, so she hurriedly sat over and hugged the person, coaxing softly.

During the hug, Bai Chuan gradually became quiet, and Mu Xiaoya didn't dare to ask any more, for fear of irritating him again, so she could only secretly use her mobile phone to retell the conversation just now to Professor Feng. After a while, Professor Feng's message came: I guessed right, Bai Chuan resisted treatment because he didn't want others to think he was sick.

Mu Xiaoya: Professor Feng, what should we do

Professor Feng: This is a good phenomenon, don't worry. In fact, all autistic people clearly know that they are different from others. So when I give them treatment, they will not actively cooperate, nor will they resist with disgust, they just naturally show themselves in front of me. But now Bai Chuan is starting to care, he doesn't want you to think he is sick. To see me, or to come to a nursing home, is to remind him that he is an abnormal person, which is why he resists.

Mu Xiaoya: Are you afraid I think

Professor Feng: Yes, this change came after you got married. I felt it faintly when he came over last time. Did you do something that made him sensitive every time you left the nursing home

Mu Xiaoya: I... I don't know.

Professor Feng: Have you shown a bad mood

Mu Xiaoya was stunned for a moment. He had been with Bai Chuan for less than three months. He had only seen Professor Feng four times in total, and went to the sanatorium three times in total, but it seemed that every time she came out of the sanatorium, her mood would be somewhat depressed. Not only because of Bai Chuan's condition, but also because every time she sees other children in the nursing home, she will subconsciously feel bad.

Mu Xiaoya looked at Bai Chuan who was seriously washing things in the kitchen, her mind started buzzing non-stop.

"Xiaoya, I'll get sick in the future, don't worry about me, so I won't hurt you."

"Don't hate me, okay?"

"I'll take control of myself."

"Don't be angry, I won't talk about it anymore."

"I changeā€¦ "

Her vision suddenly became blurred, her nose was sour, her chest was tight and she couldn't breathe. Mu Xiaoya tightly grabbed the pillow in her hand and buried her head in it.

It turns out... Bai Chuan has made so many changes for himself.

It turned out... His subconscious emotional fluctuations would put so much pressure on Bai Chuan.

It turned out... Bai Chuan paid for himself, much more than he paid for him.

"Xiaoya, Xiaoya." Bai Chuan's voice suddenly sounded in front of him.

Mu Xiaoya wiped away the tears in her eyes, then raised her head as if nothing had happened, and asked with a smile, "What's wrong?"

"Your eyes are red." Bai Chuan frowned.

"It's okay... I... I was a little sleepy just now."

"Then go to sleep for a while, I washed all the tableware just now, and I'll also wash the kitchen utensils." Bai Chuan reached out and stroked the broken hair in front of Mu Xiaoya's forehead, "I'm blocking my eyes."

"Don't wash it, sleep with me for a while."

Mu Xiaoya wrapped around Bai Chuan's waist, and the two of them curled up on the big bed they had just bought before they could put any bedding on them, and fell asleep.