Saved an autistic girl

On a cold and windy winter day, the dumpling wrappers and glutinous rice balls stuffed with black sesame seeds are selling particularly well in the supermarket today. The arrival of the winter solstice heralds the official start of the cold winter.

Gurgling, gurgling.

"Rolling out dumpling wrappers is really laborious work." Gu Jin leaned forward slightly and stood at the edge of the dining table to roll out the pieces of dough. He pressed both ends of the rolling pin with both hands and rolled them quickly to roll them into flat dumpling wrappers.

Not tired, but my back hurts a bit in this position.

From time to time, his eyes glanced at Jiang Mumu, who was sitting across from him. Well... making dumplings was much more enjoyable this time than in previous years.

Jiang Mumu was sitting obediently on the side, with expectation and joy in his eyes. The corners of his mouth were raised, revealing two shallow dimples, which were like the warm sun in winter. Gu Jin couldn't help but be stunned every time he raised his head.

Slowly took the dumpling wrapper rolled out by Gu Jin, picked up a little stuffing with chopsticks, spread the dumpling wrapper with his left hand, held the chopsticks in his right hand and scratched it, then pinched it up with his dexterous hands and pinched it into a small shape. With lace, a round and plump dumpling is ready.

"Or I'll do it."

"No, no, you can just make dumplings. I can't make them well."

Just kidding, it takes Jiang Mumu to even roll out dough, so why do you need these hands?

Since the last time he went to the psychological consultation room, Jiang Mumu has become more cheerful. This is what Gu Jin feels.

Every time after taking a shower, Jiang Mumu would knock on his door with a hair dryer, and sometimes he would hug Gu Jin gently, just like... a little girl in love.

I don’t know what Teacher Wu said to Jiang Mumu at that time.

However, Gu Jin didn't hate this.

"The glutinous rice balls I bought are also in the refrigerator, and there is also a pot of rice wine. Let's make a bowl and taste it later." Gu Jin said with a smile.

"Uh-huh."

Jiang Mumu nodded.

Drop drop, drop drop.

Gu Jin took out a piece of paper to wipe his hands and quickly picked up the phone, only to see that it was Xu Yitong's video call.

"Hey, Brother Jin."

That familiar face appeared on the phone screen.

"What's the matter?"

"It's okay, let's see if you guys have eaten the dumplings." As he said that, Xu Yitong turned on the rear camera and looked at Li Xingying who was making dumplings.

In the video, Li Xingying seemed to have a clumsy technique, squeezing out the stuffing every time she pinched the lace. She looked up and saw the phone facing her and said angrily: "Xu Yitong, come here and work."

"Hehe, here it comes, here it comes."

When did these two people live together?

Gu Jin and Jiang Mumu were both surprised. They looked at each other and then looked at their phones.

"What are you..."

"Hehe, I confessed my love to Xiaoying that night, and of course it was a success. But don't get me wrong, today I just brought Xiaoying to eat dumplings together, and we didn't live together."

"Okay, okay, you guys want to take advantage of it." Even Xiaoying called out to this kid.

"That's necessary. I'll take Xiaoying home tonight and have a meal with my parents."

"Okay, good luck to you."

"What are you talking about? Maybe you can drink our wedding wine next year."

Xu Yitong said cheerfully.

"We just fell in love!" Li Xingying seemed a little embarrassed by being told that, and shouted to Xu Yitong with a red face.

"Then get busy, we have to cook too."

Gu Jin glanced at the pile of dough on the table and then made a few dumplings.

It must be fifty for two people to eat. Jiang Mumu's appetite is quite big. Gu Jin sighed and just hung up the phone.

The atmosphere in the room was a little ambiguous. Jiang Mumu was a little envious of Li Xingying. She had such a great personality that dared to love and hate.

He quietly looked at Gu Jin who was rolling out the dough, and his mind moved and he had a few more ideas.

"Let's work harder, finish packing and eat early."

They don’t have any special customs here, they just eat dumplings and glutinous rice balls.

"Okay." The girl's thoughts drifted away.

About twenty minutes later, Gu Jin looked at the dumplings placed on the table with satisfaction.

Each one was placed very delicately, with different laces, but without losing the beauty. Once again, he couldn't help but admire Jiang Mumu's dexterous hands.

If he makes dumplings, he just pinches the tops without revealing the fillings.

"Then let's cook glutinous rice balls and dumplings." Gu Jin came to the kitchen with a large plate of dumplings.

Before starting the fire, Jiang Mumu suddenly pulled the corner of Gu Jin's clothes.

"Ok?"

"Gu Jin, you, you have flour on your face."

"Ha, it's okay." Gu Jin reached out and patted his face gently.

"Is it gone?"

"Also, um, let me help you. Close your eyes and don't get it in your eyes."

Gu Jin didn't notice anything was wrong at all, nor did he notice the girl's pretty red face and shy voice.

After making sure that Gu Jin had closed his eyes, the girl gently stood on tiptoes, like a dancing butterfly. She slowly approached Gu Jin's face, and her rosy mouth gently touched the flour at the corner of Gu Jin's mouth. It was like a breeze blowing by without leaving any trace.

The movement was very light and very fast, so fast that Gu Jin really thought the girl was just helping him clean off the flour with her hands.

"Are you okay?" Gu Jin opened his dark eyes and asked.

Jiang Mumu's pretty face was red, her movements were awkward, she didn't speak, she just nodded silently.

"Then I'll cook dumplings. Do you want to join me?"

The girl still didn't say anything, just shook her head slightly, then pretended to be calm and walked out of the kitchen, ran into the bathroom, and took a big breath.

call……

Looking at himself with a red face in the mirror, Jiang Mumu became more and more shy.

She really kissed Gu Jin, really kissed him.

Although it was only for a moment, the touch was enough to make her unforgettable.

"I like it, is this how it feels?" Jiang Mumu didn't know what liking meant, but every time she played a little trick, she was secretly happy.

Every intimate action will make her day happy.

She wanted to stay close to Gu Jin all the time, hide in Gu Jin's arms on windy and rainy days, and feel the warmth of Gu Jin's body.

This is her understanding of liking.

Gu Jin hummed and cooked dumplings, and touched the corners of his mouth with his hand. Are Jiang Mumu's little hands so soft? Just like marshmallows.

However, since it was flour at the corner of his mouth, why did he close his eyes?

There was more doubt in my heart, but I still didn't suspect anything was wrong.

It seems that girls these days occasionally have more intimate gestures like this, perhaps because they lack warmth.

Gu Jin is also happy with this. He is now looking forward to Jiang Mumu's college entrance examination.

Sometimes, happiness is just ordinary, the two of them make dumplings together, and the occasional small gestures make the two of them feel warm in their hearts, and their feelings for each other go further.

"It's time to eat, Mumu."

"it is good."

After recovering from his shyness, Jiang Mumu followed the voice and walked to the kitchen.