"The time I can help you tell me that it will be changed to the afternoon and evening," Ding Zhuxin said on the phone, "but you will come over to talk to them this afternoon, three photography, in charge of different units."
"Well, do I know the other photography?" Gu Fei leaned against the window with a cigarette in his mouth, looking at Gu Miao, who was painting on the coffee table.
She has been drawing since she returned home after eating and has drawn many green rabbits.
However, as Xu Xingzhi said, he has found a simple-stroke cat, and drew one to Gu Miao, and he can draw it in four strokes at most. If she is willing to draw a fat sheep, she can learn to draw, but so far, Gu Miao painted her green rabbit.
"I shouldn't know it, but it won't affect or cooperate with them," Ding Zhuxin said. "You can do this job well. It's easy to introduce the big job later."
"Thank you." Gu Fei said.
"Don't talk about it with me," Ding Zhuxin smiled, "Also, if you lack equipment, tell me, I will help you find someone to borrow it."
"I'm not an equipment party," Gu Fei said, "I have enough of these now, and I haven't bought more lenses."
"You have no money." Ding Zhuxin said directly.
"I don't spend it here," Gu Fei said. "There are more places to spend money."
"Da Fei," Ding Zhuxin paused, "I still said that. If you want to help, just tell me, I can't help anything else. If you are in a hurry, I still have no problem."
"You are already a great help in finding work for me," Gu Fei said, "Really."
"Did Jiang Cheng come back during the winter vacation?" Ding Zhuxin asked, "the old customers who have used him before want to find him. Does he have time?"
"I guess... there is no time," Gu Fei said. "He has classmates and friends coming to play together, and the winter vacation time is short."
"Well, let's talk about it later when I have a chance," Ding Zhuxin said, "you remember to meet someone first in the past."
"Yeah." Gu Fei hung up the phone and turned around, resting his elbow on the window sill and looking out.
Today he is actually quite tired. If it weren't for the work this time not only was more money, but also helpful for future big jobs, he really didn't want to go out again.
After talking with Xu Xingzhi for more than two hours in the morning, he felt very tired.
It's not because you said too much.
It's because when I introduced Xu Xingzhi to Gu Miao's situation, he opened up too many memories that he had sealed for many years.
These are what he tried not to think too much about.
I have to say that Xu Xingzhi is a very powerful person. Every question he has can be asked righteously at the most sensitive point, which makes him have to speak.
And you must speak, because it has something to do with Gu Miao.
Many things and many thoughts were something Gu Fei had never told anyone about. His friends didn't know, nor did Jiang Cheng.
And this exhausting process... He spouted a puff of smoke, and watched the smoke disappear before it even took shape in the wind. He turned around and pressed the cigarette butt out in the ashtray on the table, and closed the window.
He didn't even resist this process, maybe it was for Gu Miao, maybe it was for Jiang Cheng, maybe it was because Xu Xingzhi looked reliable.
"The way you get along with Gu Miao is problematic," Xu Xingzhi said. "You gave her a hint with your actions and reactions. She is your center and you exist around her. You have used it for so many years. Time tells her that all the contributions her brother has done to her are justified and will not disappear. Once she has formed such a perception, any change will cause her to collapse."
Gu Fei looked at Gu Miao lying on the table and sighed slightly.
Although Xu Xingzhi's words left him a little at a loss, thinking about it carefully, from the moment Gu Miao refused to speak, his life seemed to have completely changed.
He has been digesting what Xu Xingzhi said, which he had never thought of before.
What he wanted to do was to protect Gu Miao from any harm. She couldn't express it. Then he tried to understand that there was only her brother in her world, so he would be the only one.
But Gu Miao is different from children who are born with autism. The root of her problem lies in childhood trauma. In many cases, she can perceive emotions, but her concentration cannot be concentrated, and there is no one to guide her to use the correct method. Communicate and communicate...
"And you met her needs exactly when she expressed her in the wrong way. Therefore, change and progress must start from yourself."
Gu Fei rubbed his face and took a look at the time. He was out of the door at this moment and went to meet someone to find out what he wanted to take and his thoughts.
"Er Miao," Gu Fei knelt next to Gu Miao, "Brother is going out now."
Gu Miao glanced at him and nodded.
"Only nod after understanding." Gu Fei said.
Gu Miao nodded again.
"Brother Li Yan will come over to accompany you later," Gu Fei said. "If you want to go skateboarding, go with him."
Gu Miao nodded.
Gu Fei took the paper on which he drew a cat before, drew a row of cats on it, and put it in front of Gu Miao: "Brother drew it."
"Sheep." Gu Miao said softly.
When Gu Fei wanted to say that it was a cat, she realized that she was called Fat Sheep, so she smiled, "Fat Sheep."
Gu Miao looked at him.
"Its name is Fat Sheep." Gu Fei said.
Gu Miao continued to look at him, and after a long time he said, "Sheep."
The sheep is the sheep, at least she remembered half of the name of the fat sheep.
After going out, he took out his cell phone and felt that he should call Jiang Cheng. After all, Jiang Cheng wanted to come back to Gu Miao. Xu Xingzhi talked to him for another morning. This time, he should definitely contact him. He will not be there if arranged.
But he felt that the call was over, and all these reasons in his heart would become excuses.
After hesitating for about five minutes, walking from home to the intersection, he still dialed Jiang Cheng's number.
When he pressed the dial, he found that this action turned out to be unfamiliar in the familiar.
It seems that I haven't called Jiang Cheng for many years.
"Hello?" Jiang Cheng answered the phone.
"Me." Gu Fei said.
"Yeah." Jiang Cheng replied, his voice dumb again.
"What's the matter with your voice?" Gu Fei couldn't help it.
"It's time for me to change my voice." Jiang Cheng said.
"... Oh," Gu Fei was stunned, "Then you are a bit late."
"Ah." Jiang Cheng replied.
After being silent for a while, Gu Fei heard Jiang Cheng's laughter. This familiar, uncontrollable feeling of wanting to giggle together rolled up. (End of this chapter)