Grumpy host, she just wants to do business

Chapter 202 The Poor Autistic Little One ([-])
Tan Sang did not expect that the beautiful young man could take over the Rubik's Cube.

She thought that she would definitely hit a wall.

I didn't expect a pretty boy...

Quite well behaved.

When thinking like this, the corner of his mouth hooked slightly, revealing a shallow pear nest, soft and sweet.

"Goodbye, brother!"

The little girl walked to the door and took advantage of the weak light, only then did she find a purple-blue bruise on her dazzlingly white and tender calf.

Dirty, no wonder it hurt so much just now.

Tan Sang's beautiful black eyebrows frowned slightly.

However, she also received a little acceptance from the pretty boy today.

Thinking of this, he still happily left the small bungalow.

Jiang Zhun stopped the pen in his hand, scrambled the Rubik's cube in his hand, untied it, and threw it aside casually, which was boring.

So repeatedly.

He walked to the curtain with bare feet, and gently opened a corner with fingers like white jade.

When that little light pierced in, a huge panic swept over.

The mind is like falling into an invincible dark hole.

He remembered a past event.

He was suffering from autism at that time, and an authoritative doctor in the United States asked him to get in touch with children of the same age.

Then he went to school.

At the beginning, everyone was curious about him with his delicate appearance, or they were flattered.

As he became strange day after day, the word autism had not yet risen at that time, and everyone thought it was a neuropathy.

All the students looked at him like a madman, scared, disgusted, disgusted.

They all laughed, and one person asked: "Is he really crazy? Sometimes he looks normal."

"Neuropathy doesn't mean you always have neurosis."

A group of people asked curiously, what happened next, what happened later.

"I accidentally touched him once, and he trembled as if he was possessed by someone. He was really sick."

Someone echoed: "Yes, yes, didn't I sit at the same table with him for a few days before? I also said a few words to him, which scared me to death."

"What's the matter?" The students were excited and curious.

He didn't notice the movement of the person in the corner pinching the pen at all.

"When you talk to him, he won't answer, but just stares at you without moving his eyes, it's just creepy."

Everyone sighed.

They all looked at the person in the corner at the same time.

Suddenly there was a burst of laughter, and one person said with a smile: "Fuck, did you see it? He still holds a pen and writes, can he?"

A group of people were laughing and laughing.

He smiled nonchalantly.

Layer after layer of huge sound waves drowned him, and he knew that the surrounding sound was buzzing, and the water of the ocean was about to drown him.

Desperate?
He just finds it annoying.

It's like someone later told him to help him fetch hot water in order to tease him.

In fact, he received hot water and added some ingredients.

- fresh dirt.

They all thought he didn't know, but in fact he knew very well.

But he drank it anyway.

Because he knew someone would take care of them, and he could see them smiling like idiots.

Ha ha……

Later, he felt that it was boring, so he stopped going to school.

Those people were also fired.

He is also very satisfied with his current life.

only……

A small figure suddenly flickered in his eyes.

Soft voice.

Jiang Zhun's eyes were calm, like a pool of stagnant water.

He thought, this person should never appear in front of his eyes again.

The gigantic clock was ticking.

The whole world has been shrouded in darkness, only cold numbers and mechanical machines.

He squeezed the pen tightly and continued to finish what he was doing.

(End of this chapter)