TTCTT Ch3

Chapter 3 – Big Crisis On Being Alone!

Song Chenyi looked at Zhu Chi expectantly.
But when Zhu Chi looked at the airplane model in Song Chenyi’s hand, he felt nothing but relaxed.

For social fear, other people’s enthusiasm sometimes becomes a burden.
Zhu Chi looked at the airplane model held in Song Chenyi’s palm, swallowed nervously, and whispered: “I don’t want it.”

In a short time, the smile on Song Chenyi’s face stiffened. His beautiful eyes held full of confusion, seemingly unable to understand why someone would not want a model airplane.

Seeing Song Chenyi’s deeply shocked look, Mrs. Song breathed a sigh of relief, touched her son’s head, and said to Zhu Chi gently: “Xiaochi, Xiaoyi has a good intention… If you like it, just accept it. You don’t have to be polite.”

Zhu Chi blinked his slender eyelashes twice and glanced down at the expensive-looking airplane model.
It is undoubtedly a huge psychological burden for society to take such expensive things for nothing when you first arrive at someone else’s house.

He shook his head quickly, raised his clear eyes, and said seriously like a young adult: “Thank you, but I really can’t accept it.”

Mrs. Song looked at the sensible Zhu Chi, and her heart felt soft again.

She heard from Yang Xuan that Zhu Chi had been fostered in his grandmother’s house since he was a child. He had not been with his parents for a long time and was often laughed at by the older children around him.

It is said that children without adult protection are more likely to mature prematurely.

No wonder this kid is so well-behaved.

If only his son were half as sensible as him.

She told Song Chenyi: “Listen carefully, Zhu Chi’s mother has gone to work, and I will go to my officeroom to do some work later. Xiaochi will be taken care of by you for the time being.” At this point, she smiled and said: “If I find you bullying him, do you know what will happen?”

Her words were both overt and covert threats, which made Zhu Chi tremble when he heard it.

Song Chenyi met Mrs. Song’s gaze, frowned, and said solemnly: “How could I bully him?”

*

As soon as the door was closed, only Song Chenyi and Zhu Chi were left in the whole room.

Zhu Chi looked at the tightly closed door and grabbed his clothes a little nervously.

For social anxiety, being alone with people you don’t know well is also a huge crisis!

The more passionate Song Chenyi looked at him, the more nervous Zhu Chi became, not knowing where to put his hands and feet.

Zhu Chi, who was suffering from social anxiety, thought to himself: Why is he not speaking? Why is the air so quiet now? Do I need to say something? The atmosphere feels a little bit embarrassing.’

Song Chenyi admired Zhu Chi’s cute face contentedly, thinking that Zhu Chi was different from other noisy children and was particularly lovable.

But then he became troubled again.
He doesn’t even know what Zhu Chi likes, so how can he please him?

After thinking about it, Song Chenyi thought that children all like delicious snacks, so there is nothing wrong with feeding them more.

He quickly took action and took out the imported snacks his father had brought him from outside the cabinet.

Song Chenyi’s father was busy with his company and only met with his son a handful of times a year. He didn’t know how to communicate with his children, so he often brought Song Chenyi some food back and bought whatever was popular with his children.

It’s just that Song Chenyi has no interest in any of these.

He opened a pack of chocolate beans and tentatively fed them to Zhu Chi’s mouth.

Song Chenyi thought to himself, it doesn’t matter even if Zhu Chi doesn’t like to eat this. He still has many varieties waiting to be fed to him, and there will always be one he likes.

Zhu Chi looked at the chocolate beans and then at Song Chenyi’s shining eyes.

It would be very rude to refuse.

He pursed his lips and took it with his mouth obediently.
Song Chenyi’s fingers touched Zhu Chi’s hot tongue and he was slightly startled.

For some reason, he was a little addicted to this feeling.

Song Chenyi always thought that eating snacks was a very childish thing, but now, he felt that feeding Zhu Chi food was extremely interesting.

Ever since, every time Zhu Chi finished eating one, Song Chenyi couldn’t wait to pass one to his mouth.

Zhu Chi is feeling numb.

But if they can’t stop eating, they don’t need to communicate.
This is very friendly to sociophobic people who are not good at speaking.

So, Zhu Chi cooperated with Song Chenyi and ate chocolate beans one after another.

He doesn’tt know how many rounds this mechanical activity has been going on, but eventually someone opened the door from outside.

The next second, Song Chenyi was lifted up by his collar. Mrs. Song looked at the food packaging bag with only crumbs left, and then at Zhu Chi, who still had chocolate shavings on the corner of his mouth, revealing the stolen goods. And got the expression.

She took a deep breath and said, “Song Chenyi! How many times have I told you! You are not allowed to take other children to eat snacks before meals!”

*

During the meal, Zhu Chi sat at the dining table cautiously.

Yang Xuan cooked their dinner. Her cooking skills are very good, and just looking at her can make people’s tastes change.

The people in the Song family are very approachable and have no airs of being a boss at all.
Yang Xuan originally planned to get something casual and take Zhu Chi to eat somewhere else, but Mrs. Song said seriously: “Why would you be going? Eat with us.”

As soon as Zhu Chi sat down, Song Chenyi sat down with Zhu Chi very consciously beside the pool.

Mrs. Song: “……”
You are being very clingy, you know?

You were not like this when Wang Heng came to your home as a guest.

Facing a table of fragrant food, most children can’t help but be greedy.
But Zhu Chi was different. Mrs. Song noticed that he waited until everyone at the dinner table moved their chopsticks before carefully picking up his chopsticks placed on the edge of the table.

Moreover, although he often glanced at the sweet and sour fish placed on his side, he kept silently eating the dishes in front of him, not touching anything that was a little further away.

Mrs. Song was poked again, biting her handkerchief silently in her heart: Children don’t need to be so sensible!

As a result, as soon as Zhu Chi looked at a dish, Mrs. Song used her back hand to put the most delicious part of the dish into his bowl at lightning speed.

Song Chenyi was about to add vegetables to Zhu Chi’s bowl but was a step too late:?

He was shocked at how quickly his mother fed him.

At a young age, it is easy to develop some inexplicable desire to win.
Sure enough, the next second, Song Chenyi was not willing to be outdone and frantically put vegetables into Zhu Chi’s bowl.

Soon, a small mountain pile appeared on Zhu Chi’s rice.
His mouth was slightly open as if he was calculating how long it would take him to finish the food.

Mrs. Song was worried that so many meals would now burst Zhu Chi’s belly, so she couldn’t help but said: “It’s okay, Xiaoyi, don’t burst Xiaochi’s belly.”

Song Chenyi nodded disappointedly at first then held his face in his hands and looked at Zhu Chi eating expectantly.

Although he can no longer pick up the food, it is also very important to choose whose picks should he eat first with his chopsticks.

Therefore, Song Chenyi’s happiness reached its peak when Zhu Chi chose the chicken drumsticks that he picked out of the high “mountain of vegetables”.

Zhu Chi’s cheeks bulged up and down when he was eating, like a little hamster. Song Chenyi stared at it and felt that Zhu Chi was simply the cutest kid in the world.

But Zhu Chi didn’t feel so good.
As a social fear, being stared at so directly by Song Chenyi made him feel uncomfortable all over, and even his swallowing movements became mechanically stiff.

Zhu Chi thought to himself that in order to avoid Song Chenyi, he had to finish his meal quickly.

Mrs. Song noticed that Xiaochi, who was being watched closely by Song Chenyi, had speeded up his eating process.

She was about to tell Song Chenyi not to stare at other people’s faces while eating, but the next second, Zhu Chi dropped the chopsticks in his hand, covering his throat, and his face becoming very red as he was in pain.
Mrs. Song suddenly understood.

He choked!