The little one opened the door and went out.

Jun Moyan immediately got up, put on his shoes and prepared to go out, but when he turned around, he saw the little guy appear at the door again.

He was startled for a moment, and then saw the little one walk in as if he hadn't seen him.

He held his breath and looked at the little one, not knowing what he was going to do, didn't he go straight to the swing like he did yesterday?

The little one came to his desk, stooped down and picked up a small bench under it, and headed towards the door.

Jun Moyan followed him out.

Seeing the little guy holding a bench and going down the stairs section by section, Jun Moyan was shocked when he saw it, for fear that he would fall down.

Tsing Yi and Mu Han had been waiting downstairs, and the two of them were dozing off on the sofa on one side, and when they heard the movement, they immediately got up.

They left one of the lights in the hall, and it was not dark.

Seeing that the little guy was sleepwalking again, Mu Han gestured to everyone and asked them not to make a sound.

The trio watched with bated breath as the little one descended the stairs.

Fortunately, the little one went down the stairs without any danger, and then walked out of the villa with a small bench.

The trio followed.

Still the same as yesterday, the little one carried the little bench to the swing.

The difference is that tonight's little guy still knows to break a small bench and step on the swing.

Looking at the little guy sitting quietly on the swing, Jun Moyan looked solemn and anxious.

"Did you give the medicine to the little master?" Mu Han asked in a low voice.

"Eat." Jun Mo Yan answered, his eyes staring at the little guy tightly.

"Hurry first, it's not a miracle drug, it's impossible to take it and see results, whether it's medication or psychotherapy, it takes a process."

"So let him do it every night?" Jun Mo Yan said urgently.

"Maybe you can find him a psychologist, but you have to think about it, the little master is still so young, if he can't cooperate, even a psychiatrist may not have a way, and it is easy to leave other psychological trauma for the little master, if he knows that he is different from other children, it may aggravate the sleepwalking situation, so I don't recommend that you find him a psychologist so quickly."

Jun Moyan didn't speak.

"It's only the second night, let's see, there must be a healing process." Mu Han advised him to wait.

This night, Jun Moyan didn't sleep all night.

As soon as the little guy opened his eyes the next day, he saw Jun Moyan staring at him, he was stunned for a few seconds, and then called: "Dad"

Jun Moyan took him out of bed.

When he was changing his clothes, the little one asked, "Don't you have to go to kindergarten today?" ”

"After breakfast in a while, Dad will take you to Shangguan's father, okay?"

"Okay." The little one was very happy.

"Let's go to the place where Shangguan's father works, you haven't been there yet, have you?"

"Where Shangguan's father works? Is it the same as where Dad works? In the building and in the big room. ”

"It's different, Shangguan's father is a soldier, a hero who protects the people and the country, unlike the environment in which my father works, which is very hard, and so is your Shangguan grandfather."

"I know that Shangguan's father's clothes are the same as those on TV, and there are guns, which are particularly powerful when he beats bad people." The little one knows a little, but he can't tell.

"yes, you'll know when you see it in a moment." Jun Moyan put on the little guy's shoes, picked him up, and prepared to go downstairs.

The little guy hugged Jun Moyan's neck, suddenly thought of something, and asked with some excitement: "Is it a police uncle?" ”

"It can also be regarded as the nature of the profession."

"Really? Shangguan's father is amazing. ”

The little one has stars in his eyes, full of adoration and pride.