Love Letters of Autistic Pretty Boys

Jiang Sheng was surprised that Du Yu called him by his name.

Gradually loosening Du Yu's arm, he echoed him, "Yes, I'm A Sheng."

Du Yu's eyes were bright, looking at him, "Ah Sheng..."

"it's me."

Jiang Sheng smiled, then looked at Du Yu's back again, "Does it hurt?"

Only then did Du Yu feel the pain in his back, and he said softly, "It hurts."

He looked at Jiang Sheng with a bitter face.

"Where does it hurt?"

Jiang Sheng turned his head to look at his back, stretched out his hand and lightly pressed the place where he vaguely remembered being hit, "Here?"

Du Yu looked at him and nodded.

Jiang Sheng rubbed gently, comforting him, "It won't hurt after a while."

It was just a bump, if Jiang Sheng himself would have frowned, but Du Yu is a child who is afraid of pain after all.

"Does it still hurt?"

Jiang Sheng rubbed for a while and asked.

Du Yu turned sideways to look at the stall, and then caught a glimpse of the pocket watch. His mind quickly turned to it again, and he looked at Jiang Sheng with a wanting look, "I want it."

Jiang Sheng smiled, looked at the boss and asked, "How much is the boss..."

Before he could say another word, he caught a glimpse of someone flying over from the corner of his eye, and quickly pulled Du Yu aside.

It was the owner of the stall next door. He was kicked to the ground by the man in charge. He stepped on the stall and said arrogantly, "Boss Huang, I will give you another day. If the money doesn't arrive, Tomorrow I will clean up the stall for you!"

The stall owner was so frightened that his face turned pale, he quickly stood up and said humbly, "Brother Diu, I will definitely supply you tomorrow, tomorrow!"

Jingang was already chaotic, Jiang Sheng didn't like to meddle in other people's business, and was thinking of taking Du Yu and bought a pocket watch to leave here, but who knew that a ceramic teacup flew over suddenly, looking at the direction it was thrown at Du Yu.

Probably the group of people didn't pay attention when they made a fuss, and accidentally threw it in the wrong direction.

The ceramic teacup flew over very fast. Seeing that it was about to hit Du Yu's face, Jiang Sheng's eyes were quick and his hands were quick. Du Yu felt as if a gust of wind passed by in front of him, with a slight cool air, he caught the teacup .

"Are you okay?"

While Jiang Sheng asked Du Yu, he put the teacup on the stall.

The road was already narrow, but it became noisy again, and the road was crowded.

Jiang Sheng wanted to pretend that he hadn't encountered these things, and didn't care about these people, but he didn't expect them to be so unscrupulous.

He glanced at Du Yu, but luckily, he didn't hit him.

Taking another look at Brother Diu, who was the leader, Jiang Sheng picked up the teacup that had just been placed on the stall, pointed it at his face, and quickly threw it over.

He did this in the hope that they would stop when enough was enough.

After all, no one can guarantee what will happen in the next minute, he can't let them hurt Du Yu.

He threw it with great force and speed. Brother Diu was playing awe-inspiring, when he was hit in the face by a teacup unexpectedly, and it hurt so badly, like being punched by someone.

He covered his cheeks, turned his head and cursed, "Damn it, who dares to mess with me, I want your mother to die!"

While talking and looking around, his younger brothers also rolled up their sleeves and scolded the copycat, "Sniping your mother's Tianling Gai, what kind of idiot, dare to mess with my boss!"

"it's me."

A group of people looked around and saw a tall man with handsome features and a little cold and arrogant.

There was also a young man who was slightly shorter than him standing behind him. I don't know if he was afraid of others or because of other reasons. He hid half of his body behind the man in front of him and was holding his arm. He couldn't see his face. Only a pair of innocent eyes could be seen from behind the man's shoulders.

Jiang Sheng looked up at Brother Diu in the crowd, with a hint of disdain on his face, and his voice was indifferent, "Boss Diu seems to be doing well after being released from prison, protection money? It seems that Boss Diu wants to protect him with the Tianjin-Hong Kong Police Force. The people of Tianjin and Hong Kong just don’t know, do I need to say hello to the police station and recommend losing the boss?”

To be honest, Brother Di recognized Jiang Sheng the first time he saw him.

Three years ago, he was collecting protection fees in the area of ​​Mingye Road, and then something happened. It was the handcuffs that Jiang Sheng personally put on him. Brother Diu has never forgotten his face.

He was still a little apprehensive towards Jiang Sheng, so he smiled and said, "So it's Sir Jiang. I didn't recognize you just now. I haven't seen you for a few years. Sir's skills are still so good."

Jiang Sheng sneered and didn't answer him.

Brother Diu is a smart man, so he approached him slowly, "Don't worry, Sir Jiang, I understand what you mean."

From all aspects, he can't anger Jiang Sheng.

It's best to get on good terms with him.

While talking, Brother Tou suddenly caught a glimpse of Du Yu behind Jiang Sheng, and approached with a smile, "This is Jiang sir's younger brother..."

Du Yu stood behind Jiang Sheng, and Brother Di unconsciously took a step forward to see him.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he stepped out, Jiang Sheng stood in front of him, his eyes were as cold as a knife, his face was stern, and his voice was stern, "If you take a step forward, it won't be a teacup that hit your face."

Brother Diu was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect Jiang Sheng to protect the young man behind him so much. He was just curious, thinking that maybe he could start with this young man to please Jiang Sheng, but he didn't expect Jiang Sheng to do this.

He didn't want to touch Jiang Sheng's bottom line, he took two steps back pretending to be inadvertent, changed the subject and said with a smile, "What does Sir Jiang come to see, do you want me to introduce you!"

Jiang Sheng held Du Yu's hand and blocked him tightly.

"It should be very clear what I mean by losing the boss."

Subtext: better get out of here!

Of course Brother Diu understood. He wanted to talk to Jiang Sheng to please him, but he didn't expect him to be like a cold wood.

Du Yu stood behind Jiang Sheng, leaned against his back, tugged at his sleeve and said softly, "Go home..."

Jiang Sheng patted his hands and smiled gently, "Okay, we'll go back after we buy something."

He didn't want to stay here any longer, so he picked up the golden pocket watch on the stall, and gently lifted the cover of the pocket watch. He didn't expect that the music would play automatically as soon as the pocket watch was opened.

The timbre is clear and the music flows slowly, like a clear spring in the mountains colliding with the gurgling water in the river, refreshing the mind.

Jiang Sheng glanced at it, tilted his head, and passed his hand over, with a gentle voice, "As long as this is it?"

Du Yu picked up the pocket watch from his hand and touched the golden bird on the cover of the watch. There was some noise around him, and he vaguely heard the music playing inside the watch.

He was not sure, and then gently moved close to his ear, his movements were slow and cautious.

After getting close to his ear, the music could be heard clearly. There was a wind chime in the middle. He looked at Jiang Sheng and listened fascinated.

"It sounds good..."

After a while, his brows and eyes were joyful, and he said involuntarily, with a soft voice and the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

Jiang Sheng frowned, "That's it."

He turned to ask the owner of the stall, "How do you sell this?"

The stall owner replied with a smile, "This is a foreign watch, thirty."

Jiang Sheng didn't bargain with him, but took out the money and handed it to him.

Du Yu was still listening to the music in the pocket watch, his neck tilted slightly, the pocket watch was pressed very close to his ear, and he listened very carefully.

Jiang Sheng grabbed his wrist, "Okay, Ayu, let's listen when we get back, don't we still have to buy a butterfly kite?"

Du Yu regained consciousness when he heard the butterfly, slowly put down his hand, lowered his head, and carefully closed the watch cover and put it away.

There are many styles of kites on the stalls, most of which are animal-themed.

Jiang Sheng took a look, there were several butterflies.

He lowered his head and asked Du Yu, "Which one does Ah Yu want?"

Du Yu looked at it, and after a long time, he chose a yellow kite, which was very old-fashioned.

Because the style is old, it is very cheap. The stall owner wanted to earn more, and persuaded him, "The yellow one is just a style from more than ten years ago. Young people like you can look at the new one. The blue one is not bad." .”

Jiang Sheng declined.

He knew that Du Yu had to choose this one. He had seen the kite outside St. Paul's that day, and it was also a yellow one. He probably felt that this kite was very similar to the one he played with when he was a child.

After choosing the kite, Jiang Sheng took Du Yu back to Du's house.

Fushan was talking to the gardener in the park, and he was very happy when he saw Du Yu holding a kite.

"It's rare to see Ah Yu so happy. Is Mr. Jiang going to take Ah Yu to fly a kite?"

Jiang Sheng was also in a good mood, "Yes."

After finishing speaking, he asked again, "By the way, is Mr. Du at home?"

Fukuyama replied, "It's in the study."

"Thank you."

There was a green flat outside the park. Jiang Sheng stopped and said to Du Yu, "Ah Yu, give me the kite."

"Take the thread and put it like this, will you?"

He taught Du Yu as he talked.

Probably because he was going to fly a kite, he was very happy, nodded and replied, "A Yuhui."

Jiang Sheng laughed, "It will be fine."

As he said, he grabbed the kite and slowly ran against the wind. The speed was very fast. To Jiang Sheng's surprise, Du Yu cooperated very well. He let go of the string and kept staring at Jiang Sheng in the distance.

When it was almost done, Jiang Sheng let go.

The kite flew higher and higher against the wind. Du Yu played it very well and didn't need him to teach it.

He smiled and walked over, boasting, "A Yu played well."

The corner of Du Yu's mouth raised slightly, and he flew the kite. He seemed to be a different person, sunny and happy.

There was a rare smile on his face all the time.

Probably because, deep in his memory, the best time was being with Du Li and his mother.

"A Yuhui..."

He looked at the tall kite and returned to Jiang Sheng in a happy mood.

Jiang Sheng just stood aside and looked at him, smiled and said nothing.

The cool breeze in the breeze gently swayed the surrounding green plants. The wind at this time is the best, not too big, not too small, it just makes people feel comfortable.

After playing it for a while, Du Yu frowned, looked at Jiang Sheng with some helplessness, and said in a soft voice, "Fly higher..."

Jiang Sheng glanced at the kite, saw that the kite was flying low, smiled and lowered his head, holding the spool, and lifted the thread gently with the wind speed, "Ah Yu, fly again."

Du Yu swung the spool, and sure enough the kite flew higher.

Du Yu just laughed.

In the clear and bright eyes, the eyes flowed, and the dimple hung on the corner of the mouth, and the joy could not be concealed in the voice: "Ah Sheng, look, it is flying high..."