My uncle is autistic every day

Yan Xiao leaned back slightly on the rocking chair, played the game with his mobile phone.

Finally defeated by the stars.

"The star that can't run away." Yan Xiao turned off the game.

Yan Xiao started to browse Weibo again, he thought it was not a good habit, but he liked it, of course he only read one person's Weibo.

The dangerous building is a hundred feet high: Good morning, people on earth, it feels so lonely to have only one smart person left in the world.

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Perhaps because of his good impression of the dangerous building hundreds of feet high, Yan Xiao quickly sent a sentence.

7:30

Yan Xiao: Hello.

7:30

The dangerous building is a hundred feet high:?

7:30

The dangerous building is a hundred feet high: I'm fine.

7:31

Yan Xiao: Can I ask you a question?

7:31

Yan Xiao: If you don't ask, I think it will be very sad, just as sad as a star getting lost.

Shen Beishen's hands that wanted to turn off the phone stopped, and it shouldn't be a problem to stay for another half an hour.

7:33

The dangerous building is a hundred feet high: Uncle?

7:34

The dangerous building is a hundred feet high: Ask me anything, as long as you are not too ugly, I will answer you.

7:35

Yan Xiao: I am not ugly.

7:35

The dangerous building is a hundred feet high: ...

7:36

Yan Xiao: I think Xing Xing doesn't like to talk, but some people want Xing Xing to like to talk, so should Xing Xing like to talk?

7:36

The dangerous building is a hundred feet high: ...

Shen Beichen looked at the problem for a few minutes, and then it took him a few minutes to think about whether the stars like to talk or not. The last time he traveled, the empire had proved that the stars can indeed communicate through a special magnetic field, and some stars even Lay traps to catch caravans coming and going.

7:42

The dangerous building is a hundred feet high: Let’s not talk about it, Xing Xing only likes to talk to his own people.

Yan Xiao was a little excited, this was the first time someone talked about the stars with him, if he talked about the stars with the nurse, don't the nurse just say that the stars are broken rocks, and he wouldn't understand old wine.

This made Yan Xiao very unhappy.

7:46

Yan Xiao: Thank you.

7:47

Yan Xiao: Brother.

7:47

The dangerous building is a hundred feet high: who is the younger brother?

Shen Beichen frowned.

7:48

Yan Xiao: I am 27 years old.

7:49

Dangerous building is 270 feet high: Oh, then I am [-] years old

7:50

Yan Xiao: Lie.

7:51

The dangerous building is a hundred feet high: I am not lying, it is true

7:52

Yan Xiao: I should go back.

7:52

Yan Xiao: Goodbye.

7:55

The dangerous building is a hundred feet high: ...

7:55

Yan Xiao: By the way, hello brother.

7:56

The dangerous building is a hundred feet high: Uncle walk slowly...

Yan Xiao felt that he was in a good mood. He met a good person, and he didn't hate him at all.

So when he saw Chen Jiu squatting at the door of his house waiting for him, Yan Xiao showed a rare smile, "I'm sorry."

When Chen Jiu saw that he was back, he was so happy that he didn't dare to say another word.

Poured two glasses of water from the kitchen, Yan Xiao didn't care how hot the water was, just poured it into his mouth while sitting on the sofa.

Sitting across from him, Chen Jiu hurt even looking at it.

"Is it hot?"

Yan Xiao didn't answer him, but pushed him a glass of moderate temperature water.

"Thank you." Chen Jiu gulped it down in one gulp. He ran outside all morning and was extremely hot.

After drinking the last sip of water, Yan Xiaoan looked at Chen Jiu quietly, his eyes were still bright at this moment.

Touching the sweat on his forehead, Chen Jiu finally compromised, "If you really don't want to change the story, I'll go back and talk to the editor-in-chief. I don't guarantee that the editor-in-chief will listen to me."

Chen Jiu said this with a guilty conscience. The editor-in-chief of their magazine is a menopausal old woman, who yells at every turn, and the whole building is filled with her own voice. Both men and women in the agency have been devastated. .

It's not easy to keep talking and laughing for so many years and still be able to serialize stories in their magazines. Chen Jiu is just trying to survive in the cracks. He can't be provoked by this one, and he can't be provoked by that one. Fortunately, he has a cute baby face and a pretty mouth. He can talk, and he has survived all these years of trembling.

It is not easy to drag an elderly autistic uncle, his hair is grey.

Chen Jiu and Yan Xiao came out of the orphanage together, and they have been together with Yan Xiao since they were young. Anyway, neither of them has any relatives, and nothing major happened to them.

When he was a child, Yan Xiao couldn't speak at all, and no one played with him in the orphanage, and when Chen Jiu was sent to him, he was pretty memorized, and he didn't fit in with anyone, so the two misfits got together naturally.

I don't know how long it took, maybe because of the chatter of Chen Jiu, Yan Xiao gradually became willing to speak, but it just stopped at the occasional few words.

When leaving the orphanage, Yan Xiao said the longest sentence in so many years, "I want to write a story, the story of the stars."

Chen Jiu was nothing but surprise. Standing at the gate of the orphanage, he laughed three times, and picked up an oil bottle from then on, "Write, write whatever story you want, and I will edit and publish it for you in the future, so that everyone can share it with me." Look at our talent in Yanxiao."

The rest is too long, Chen Jiu can't remember clearly, anyway, I remember Yan Xiaoxiao smiled that day.

Chen Jiu thinks that it is worth it.

"I'm homesick." Yan Xiao sat on the sofa and suddenly said this sentence.

For them, home is the orphanage that will soon be relocated.

Chen Jiu was tossing lunch in the kitchen, and he just let out a oh when he heard this sentence.

Yan Xiao didn't say a word until Chen Jiu left.

After cleaning Yanxiao's house thoroughly, Chen Jiu was ready to go back with the trash in his hands. Standing at the door, he still worriedly shouted to Yanxiao on the sofa, "Take care of yourself, I made dinner for the evening in the refrigerator, The food is also bought for you, remember to cook."

After finishing speaking, he didn't care whether Yan Xiao would answer or not, and trotted downstairs, this place was far away from Chen Jiu's work place, if he was delayed for a while, he would be late.

Yan Xiao turned on the computer slowly, he hadn't logged in to this webpage for a long time.

The webpage is colorful and colorful, which is very inconsistent with Yan Xiao's temperament.

Chen Jiu introduced this website to him to pass the time.

He loves to read all kinds of stories. Although he can't appreciate the love stories written by others, he just thinks that these stories can make him more mature.

Apparently love stories can't completely attract Yan Xiao's attention, what he likes to read most is a travelogue article.

The name is "Tenth Night", and the author is Bei Shen.

The author's profile is also very simple, go north and sink, take but not take.

"Tenth Night" tells the stories of many places, such as a small lamp in an ancient deep alley, the city wall under the thousand-year-old city, the gloomy forest, and the endless desert.

The author must have walked a lot because he was like a perfect narrator and all the scenery is fascinating.

In the fast food era, no one likes to sit down and read these boring words for them, so the popularity of this book has never been enough.

All those who were attracted by the name inevitably clicked the fork in the end.

The author's last update was stopped a week ago, and the copywriting has obviously been hastily revised.

Yan Xiao nodded and looked at it, the simple and monotonous introduction was replaced, this article will be deleted, the author will die.

Repeatedly clicked many times, and in the end it was those few words.

Yan Xiao played with the mouse over and over again.

He dare not leave a message to strangers, the height of a dangerous building is already unexpected, and he doesn't like changes in his life.

The hand that closed the page couldn't click for a long time, and finally Yan Xiao still became dazed.

He asked the stars what to do?

The stars said, do whatever you want.

Chen Jiu once said that it is impossible for you to communicate with others all your life, otherwise you will appear to be a failure.

The stars don't like losers. In the dark night, the stars will always light up the sky.

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Please don't give up, thank you.

The feeling of taking the first step was wonderful, and he didn't feel as uncomfortable as he imagined. Instead, he felt very relaxed.

Turning off the webpage with a sigh of relief, Yan Xiao began to think.

People can change, and so can he.

Yan Xiao once thought that talking was the scariest thing in the world, but later he found out that it is actually very simple, although he still doesn't like to talk.

Communicating with people is also terrible. Isn’t it good to live in your own world? There will be many stars to accompany him in your own world, but the doctor said that communicating will make you find that the world is full of stars. This matter has never been successful. He's scared so he doesn't touch it.

Yan Xiao moved a bench and looked at the glass window for a long time.

Shen Beichen managed to squeeze onto the train. At this moment, he was already sweating profusely, and the weather was still as hot as ever.

The outdated means of transportation made him miss his spaceship very much. Although the spaceship was scavenged from a garbage dump, others looked tattered, but Shen Beichen looked very good.

After finally finding a seat, Shen Beichen rested for a while with his eyes closed.

He didn't sleep well, and although he was used to the bumps, he still felt a little uncomfortable. He moved his shoulders and looked at the twelve o'clock on the hands of the watch.

After coming to the earth, Shen Beishen found delicious food everywhere, even the food on the train was a rare delicacy for him.

"Little brother, where are you going?"

Sitting next to Shen Beichen was an aunt with a loud voice who spoke awkward Mandarin.

"Liaocheng." Shen Beichen hugged his bag and turned sideways.

"What are you doing in Liaocheng, little brother?"

Shen Beichen could feel the aunt's eyes staring at his bag all the time, he woke up in his heart, and glanced out the car window lazily, "Travel."

"Travel, Liaocheng is good, many people go there to travel, are you hungry?" The sister-in-law was unexpectedly enthusiastic.

"No." Shen Beishen became impatient.

Terrible earthlings, can you not keep talking to me.

"I bought water, little brother, do you want to drink?" The sister-in-law forced a bottle of water into Shen Beichen's arms, and Shen Beichen had no time to refuse.

Shen Beichen couldn't take it anymore and simply got up, "I'll go out for a while."

He knew that he was being targeted and someone was following him. A kid like him who was easy to deceive at first glance was indeed very deceptive.