I don't have autism

There are no stars under the heavy night, and the moon shuttles between the clouds, appearing and disappearing.In the bustling area with tall buildings, there is a group of frustrated teenagers.

Atobe Keisei didn't dare to disturb his father and stopped teasing Uncle Ninzu, and quietly followed them back home.

Father, as always, told him Grimm's fairy tales after the meal, and Uncle Renzu was cooking the same delicious food without exception.It's just, so dull.

The voice of shouting Bingdi seems to still surround my ears, but the lost words are also printed in front of my eyes.

My father is very gorgeous, he won the game like a king, with perseverance, his dedication to victory, and his magnificent skills, but the ice emperor led by my father...

Keiyo Atobe didn't want to mention that word anymore, he pursed his lips tightly, holding a wooden pencil in his right hand, and deeply and shallowly depicted the scene from the Grimm's fairy tale "Silly Boys Learn to Be Scared" on the white drawing paper.Skeletons, well, such skeletons are more gorgeous.

On the paper is a skeleton entwined with roses. The eerie scene plus roses does not have a funny effect, but makes it even more weird.

After finishing the painting, Keiyo Atobe finally couldn't help looking for his father.

At this time, Keigo Atobe was changing the tape on the racket, and his slender fingers shuttled around.

"Ah, what's the matter?" Keigo Atobe looked at Keiyo Atobe running in front of him, and asked calmly, but the movements of his hands did not stop.

"The winner is Ice Emperor!" Keiyo Atobe spit out these five words hastily, he didn't know what to say to comfort his father.

After the last lap, Keigo Atobe held the racket to try the feel, and it was quite gorgeous.

Then he stood up from the chair, looked down at Keiyo Atobe, and made Keiyo Atobe lower his head sharply, not daring to look at him, but staring at the pair of rabbit ear slippers.

"If you lose, you lose. Don't run away from reality, but Ice Emperor will definitely be the winner next time!" Keigo Atobe wanted to rub his hair, which was the same color as his own, but Yushi Ninzu preempted him.

Shinobi Yuuji smiled crookedly while rubbing Keise Atobe's hair.

"Little Jingshi, don't be so concerned, come and take a bath." Teng picked up Keiyo Atobe and walked to the bathroom, turning his head and giving Keigo Atobe a meaningful look on the way.Those eyes clearly said, don't put so much pressure on Xiao Jingshi, it's not good for the child's growth.

In the bathroom.Yushi Ninzu tried the water temperature just placed, and it was warm, and children were afraid of being scalded, so he specially lowered the water temperature a little, and sprinkled special rose petals on it.With everything ready, he skillfully took off Keiyo Atobe's clothes and put him in the bath.

"Hey, Uncle Ninzuzu." As soon as Keiyo Atobe entered the bath, he clasped the edge with both hands, lowered his eyelids, and called out.

"Huh? What's the matter, little Jingshi." Yushi Shinobu grabbed the bath towel and soaked it, soaking the purple-gray hair of Atobe Keiyo with water.

"Why are you so nice to me?" Keiyo Atobe forgot to call himself "my grandpa" to be gorgeous, lazily enjoying the warm bath water, smelling like roses, just like his father.

Squeeze the milky white shampoo into your hands, rub out white bubbles, then rub Keise Atobe's hair, pushing gently with your fingertips.

"Because Xiao Jingshi must be a beauty when he grows up." Yushi Ninzu whispered wickedly, his soft and charming voice was like the most beautiful love words.

"Huh? Uncle Ninzuzu is a pervert!" Keiyo Atobe suddenly came back to his senses. Knowing that Uncle Ninzuzu was teasing him, he suddenly became angry, and grabbed the foam on his head with his small hand, and wiped it on Yushi Ninzuzu's face.

Ninaku Yushi couldn't dodge, a large piece of foam was on his face, he sighed, and wanted to push the glasses, but found that he took off the glasses in advance because of the heat in the bathroom, his movements froze, and he could only wipe off the foam .

"Playing with bubbles is not a fancy thing." Yushi Ninata naturally knew what could make Keiyo Atobe's nerves sensitive, and just this one sentence stopped Keiyo Atobe's little hands who were about to rebel again.

"Hmph, of course I know! You don't need to remind me!" Keiyo Atobe snorted, soaked his hands in the water, washed them clean, then closed his eyes, feeling that Uncle Ninzuzu was helping him wash his hair.

It was the first time he saw his father snapping his fingers magnificently. His father 15 years later had never done such a gesture, and he never knew that his father could make such a young gesture.

"Ah um, you still want to be a child of the Atobe family even if you can't do this?" Ugh, my father is angry because his paintings are not up to standard.

"My uncle won't admit him!" My father is arguing with someone, and my father doesn't like him.

"If you are so weak, don't die early. I will finish the tennis lessons next week!" My father is here. The new class is very difficult, but my father is here, so happy.

"Don't stand in front of me, get out!" Father, I'm sorry, he didn't break into the study on purpose, he just wanted to take a look at it from a distance when he heard everyone say that Father is back.

"Jingshi, wake up, wake up for me!" Keigo Atobe was fast asleep, and was woken up by the sleep talk of the people around him. He was a little resentful at first, but when he saw Jingshi Atobe's sweaty expression of pain Get anxious.

"Um...uh...uh...father...father...my lord...my lord father!" Keiyo Atobe sat up abruptly, opened his eyes, tears filled his eyes, and felt the familiar smell of roses , directly rushed over and hugged fiercely.

Keigo Atobe gently stroked Keiyo Atobe's back to soothe his mood, he must have had a bad dream.

After a while, Keiyo Atobe slowly withdrew from Keigo Atobe's arms, wiped his eyes with the back of his hand, and tried to open his swollen eyes to see the person in front of him clearly.

"Father... Your Excellency?" With some doubts in his tone, he stretched out his little hand to touch it again, but retracted it halfway.

"Ah, get up and wash my face." Keigo Atobe looked at the little hand, grabbed it before retracting it, pulled Keiyo Atobe off the ground, put on slippers, and led him to the bathroom.

On the hand, it was warm, the temperature of my father.

Keiyo Atobe's mouth slowly curled up. It was my father, really my father.

After washing his face with warm water, he was not so confused anymore, and everything in the dream seemed to have disappeared.But the truth, perhaps, only Keisei Atobe knows now.

In the second half of the night, Keiyo Atobe hugged his father and leaned in his arms. Without the barrier of the quilt, everything became real.

She slept soundly and sweetly.