Love Letters of Autistic Pretty Boys

It was past seven o'clock when I returned to Du's house.

Du Yanyu was in the living room, reading the newspaper.

As soon as Jiang Sheng came in, Du Yanyu caught a glimpse of him, "He's back."

Jiang Sheng said "hmm", "Mr. Du is still busy?"

"There is something else, have you eaten?"

"Eat." Jiang Sheng said, "Is Young Master Du in the attic?"

Speaking of this, Du Yanyu looked very happy, put down the newspaper with a smile, and said, "I went to the greenhouse. After dinner, I said I would go out, and Mother Fang took him there. This kid is really cheerful. It’s all thanks to you that I don’t want to do it.”

Jiang Sheng said politely, "Mr. Du is serious."

"Is it over? If it's not over, I'll give you another day off."

When Jiang Sheng and Du Yanyu reported to the police, they only said that something happened at home. He didn't say what it was, and Du Yanyu didn't ask.

After all, it is a big family, and upbringing is innate. Regarding other people's privacy, there is a sense of propriety. Even subordinates should not ask more about other people's private affairs.

"Thank you, Mr. Du, everything at home has been taken care of."

Du Yanyu nodded, picked up the newspaper, "Go and see Ah Yu, he misses you, and asked Fang's mother about you at dinner."

Jiang Sheng was a little surprised, but he didn't ask any more questions, and smiled, "Then I'll go and see him."

The winter days are short, and the sky has already hung a black curtain at this time, the stars are gradually rising, and the lights are lit in the glass greenhouse, and Jiang Sheng can see Du Yu from a distance, standing among the flower pots, and Fang's mother is standing beside him.

Jiang Sheng pushed open the door gently, and heard Fang's mother teaching Du Yu how to know flowers, "Ah Yu see, this fan is rose."

Then I heard Du Yu chant softly, "Rosa rose..."

"Oh yes, Ah Yu is really smart. The red one is peony, our national flower, peony."

"peony……"

"Yes, Peony. This purple one, did you see it? It's called Hyacinth."

Du Yu followed obediently, "Fengxin..."

Mother Fang looked at Du Yu, "It's not Fengxin, it's Hyacinth."

Du Yu followed suit, "Hyacinth..."

"Oh, that's right, the blue one is full of stars." Fang's mother said with a smile, "Ah Yu, smell it, does it smell good?"

Du Yu didn't hear it, but just looked at the clusters of stars in the sky, which were really like the stars in the sky. He thought it was beautiful, so he slightly raised his lips and praised, "It's beautiful..."

He has always been like this, saying what comes to mind.

Fang's mother wanted to continue teaching Ah Yu how to recognize flowers, but she caught a glimpse of a figure at the door from the corner of her eye. Turning around, it turned out to be Jiang Sheng.

Fang's mother said with a smile, "Mr. Jiang is finally back, A Yu has missed you several times."

In fact, I only asked once during dinner, but Fang's mother wanted to be polite to Jiang Sheng and said it in a positive way.

Jiang Sheng smiled, "I just came back after doing some personal business."

He closed the door and came over.

"what are you doing?"

Fang's mother replied, "Teach Ah Yu to look at flowers, this child is interested in flowers."

Jiang Sheng laughed, "It's rare for him to be interested."

Du Yu touched the stars in the sky in front of him, and when he saw Jiang Sheng, his eyes turned tactfully, the corners of his mouth raised just now hadn't slowed down, and he seemed in a good mood, "Ah Sheng is back."

Jiang Sheng frowned, "Well, I'm back."

After finishing speaking, he asked again, "What is Ah Yu playing?"

"The sky is full of stars..."

Looking at Jiang Sheng with dark eyes, he read the words as Fang's mother told him.

Jiang Sheng glanced at it, and said in a gentle voice, "It's very beautiful."

Du Yu picked one and put it gently on the tip of his nose. The faint fragrance of the flower filled his nostrils, and he thought it smelled good.

So he reached out and put his hand under Jiang Sheng's nose, his eyes were bright, "It's delicious."

Jiang Sheng took advantage of the trend and smelled it. The fragrance of flowers was not strong, but very light. He was not interested in flowers and plants, but seeing Du Yu's expectant look, he smiled and said, "Mm, it smells very good."

Mother Fang smiled and said, "Mr. Jiang also likes flowers?"

Jiang Sheng glanced at Du Yu and said "Yes".

"That's a coincidence, our Ayu also likes flowers, and our Xiao Li..."

As she spoke, she paused, knowing that she had said something she shouldn't have said, her eyes were slightly confused, and she glanced at Du Yu, but luckily he didn't hear it.

Du Yu is a simple child who loves houses and crows. It is never him who likes flowers, but Du Li.

No one knows this.

He was still there looking at the flowers, Jiang Sheng looked at the time, it was 08:30, it was almost time for Du Yu to wash up and go to bed, and he had to get up early for school tomorrow.

"Ayu, we are going back, can we play again tomorrow?"

Du Yu is very obedient, he is a minority after all when he is paranoid.

"it is good……"

He still held the gypsophila in his hand and turned his head.

"Let's go."

Jiang Sheng was about to take him back, but he saw Du Yu suddenly stretch out his hand and pin the starry sky to Mother Fang's ear.

His movements were a bit clumsy. After all, this was the first time he put flowers on a person, and they were crooked, but he was still told to pin them on.

He looked at Fang's mother, his clear and bright eyes were full of innocence, "It looks good."

He seemed to be awakened. In the past, no matter how nice anyone was to him, he was like a shell that lost his soul. He didn't respond, he couldn't laugh and he didn't like to talk.

But in fact, he knew that Fang's mother had taken care of him for more than ten years, and he knew that Fang's mother was a very good person to him.

Fang's mother is almost sixty, and her temples are turning white. In a few years, she will leave Du's house. She is most reluctant to part with Du Yu.

Looking at Du Yu, her eyes were a little moist. This was the first time in ten years that Du Yu was so close to her, and she was a little moved.

She touched the baby's breath pinned to her ears, her eyes were slightly red, and she smiled and said, "A Yu must look good in it."

Du Yu didn't understand Fang's mother's thoughts, and his eyes were quickly attracted by other places.

He pointed to another pot of white baby's breath, "It's pretty..."

"Yes, they all look good." Mother Fang echoed him with a smile.

He rubbed the uncondensed tears in his eyes again, "Ah Yu, go back quickly, you have to go to school tomorrow morning!"

Jiang Sheng pushed open the door, "Mother Fang, let's go back first."

"Hey, good."

Outside the glass greenhouse is the green park, there are no lights, and the road ahead is very dark, full of trees and flowers. Jiang Sheng was worried that Du Yu would not see the road clearly and thus would fall, so he held Du Yu's hand when he got down the steps.

Maybe Du Yu was used to it, so he followed him obediently.

Jiang Sheng's steps were big and he walked fast, but in order to cooperate with Du Yu, he deliberately walked slowly.

He and Du Yu were not talking to each other, so they walked very quietly along the way.

In the quiet night, Jiang Sheng suddenly heard a piece of familiar music.

He turned his face, it turned out that Du Yu was playing music, and it was the pocket watch he bought earlier.

His left hand was held by Jiang Sheng, and his right hand held a pocket watch to his ear.

In the quiet campus, the music from the pocket watch was clearer than before.

"like very much?"

Jiang Sheng asked.

Du Yu wasn't fascinated by what he heard this time, and raised his eyes, he could vaguely see Jiang Sheng's face in the darkness, his eyes were slightly curved, "I like it."

The whole song is dominated by wind chimes, and the rhythm changes from short to long and finally returns to the original melody.

Although the pocket watch looked old, its timbre was very good. After listening to it for a while, Jiang Sheng couldn't help humming softly, as if he was listening very seriously.

He hummed very low, probably because he didn't want others to hear him, but because Du Yu was close, he could hear him clearly.

Du Yu looked at him sideways, maybe because he thought it was amused, or maybe because he thought he hummed well, so he hummed along with him anyway.

He hummed clumsily, always one beat slower than Jiang Sheng, as if he wanted to keep up with his rhythm, but he couldn't remember the next beat, so he hummed along with Jiang Sheng.

Originally, Jiang Sheng was humming alone, so that others could give a good evaluation if they heard it.

However, due to Du Yu's out-of-time joining, the Heheng sounded a little messy, as if the whole thing was out of tune.

Jiang Sheng hummed for a while, but couldn't help it, and laughed.

Seeing Du Yu trying to keep up with the beat, he smiled and said, "You can hum?"

Du Yu was honest, and he didn't care whether Jiang Sheng could see it or not, so he shook his head and said, "Learn..."

He paused, "Ah Sheng."

The author has something to say: Why did Du Yu change? For more than ten years, Du Yu has been shutting himself up. I have been writing kites, kites. Flying a kite, it can be said that the kite is a hidden concept, the kite is the light, a ray of light in his dark life, ten years, no one has asked him or said to take him once, only Jiang Sheng.

Thank you Jiang Sheng for appearing in Du Yu's barren life, and thank you to those who read this story. Hahaha, it seems like it's about to end. It's a sudden whim. I'm always afraid that you will think it's weird, so I'll explain it. Or maybe you don't think it's weird? (dog head)

Of course it is a little bit, the first step towards the light...