Love Letters of Autistic Pretty Boys

Seeing his cute smile, Jiang Sheng laughed too, "Do you want to drink?"

Du Yu shrank his neck, with a slight smile on his lips, "I want..."

Jiang Sheng unscrewed the bottle cap and handed it to Du Yu.

Du Yu held the bottle in both hands and took a sip.

It was hot and stuffy outside, so Jiang Sheng took a few sips of mineral water and took Du Yu out.

The teenagers on the court were still playing ball, and the sound of their sneakers rubbing against the ground could be heard from a distance.

Jiang Sheng glanced at Du Yu who was silently drinking milk.

Du Yu likes to be quiet, and the intense sport of playing basketball is not suitable for him.

But he had to take Du Yu back later...

Jiang Sheng glanced at the basketball hoop not far away, held the ball, and led Du Yu over.

There are a lot of basketball hoops on the court, Jiang Sheng chose a corner slightly off, no one leaning on it, very quiet.

Du Yu was pulled to the basketball hoop by him.

If he was taught directly, Jiang Sheng worried that he might not be willing to learn, so he simply went to call him first.

Jiang Sheng let go of his hand, walked under the basketball hoop, stood a little far away, held the ball in his hand, and raised it above his head. With a little tension in his wrist, a three-pointer fell into the ball with ease.

For ball games, especially basketball, boys seem to be born with good understanding.

The ball fell from the basket, and Jiang Sheng walked over to pick it up while looking at Du Yu.

He didn't respond, just stood there obediently.

Jiang Sheng picked up the ball and laughed, "Ah Yu, do you want to come and play?"

When Jiang Sheng was in high school, he played school uniforms with Song Jiahao and his friends. In terms of basketball, he played basketball with ease, not to mention proficiency.

He looked at Jiang Sheng's smiling face, and replied in a low voice, "I want to..."

Does he like playing ball?Actually no.

What he likes and dislikes has never been the most important thing to Du Yu.

Just seeing Jiang Sheng's gentle smiling face, he nodded in a daze.

Du Yu didn't know that he subconsciously pulled him out of the barrier that sealed the outside world.

Perhaps at this moment, in Du Yu's heart, Jiang Sheng could not be compared with Du Li, but at least, in his barren life, among the tall figures who could stand in front of him, there was one more Jiang Sheng.

Jiang Sheng's brows and eyes were gentle, "Come here."

Du Yu walked over slowly.

Jiang Sheng took his hand, "Ayu, hold the ball."

He lowered his head slightly, put his hand on Du Yu's, and put his face very close behind his ear, as if he was holding Du Yu in his arms.

Jiang Sheng instructed him, "See, Ah Yu, that's the ball frame, you throw the ball in like this, do you understand?"

Du Yu held the ball and didn't speak, with a look of vague understanding.

Because standing at the back, Jiang Sheng couldn't hear his voice, and couldn't see his face, so he stretched his neck a little, trying to see his expression.

But he didn't pay attention when he moved, his cheek brushed against Du Yu's earlobe, and Du Yu felt itchy and numb all at once.

Jiang Sheng's arms stretched out very long, and at his neck, Du Yu retracted his neck habitually and giggled twice when he was rubbed just now.

He shrank his neck and leaned to the right, almost leaning against Jiang Sheng's arms.

Du Yu's head rested on Jiang Sheng's shoulder, and his fluffy hair brushed against Jiang Sheng's neck unconsciously.

Jiang Sheng also knew that Du Yu was ticklish. Seeing him giggling, he patted him amusedly, "Okay, I won't touch you anymore."

Du Yu's cheeks were dimpled, and his brows and eyes were crooked when he smiled, "Itchy..."

Jiang Sheng was afraid that he would accidentally touch him later, so he let go of his hand and took two steps back, "Does it still itch?"

Du Yu slowly raised his neck, with an unrelenting smile still on the corner of his mouth, he shook his head.

Jiang Sheng stood by his side this time, demonstrating a movement for him, "This way, understand, throw it in like this."

Because he was standing on the one-point line, he was very close to the blue frame. Jiang Sheng pointed to the basket, "Throw it in, A Yu."

Du Yu glanced in his direction, imitating the movement Jiang Sheng taught him just now, and threw it in.

Probably because the foundation of his talent and intelligence in childhood was still there, or maybe it was because he was standing close. In short, he was very lucky that he threw the ball in.

Du Yu didn't know what it meant after he threw the ball in.

Just watching the ball land, bounce, land, bounce, land...

Jiang Sheng didn't expect Du Yu to be able to throw it in once, so he walked over with a smile and picked up the ball, "A Yu is very smart."

Although being able to throw in this time does not mean that he can throw in the next time, Jiang Sheng only needs Du Yu to know how to throw the ball.

He just praised casually, because he knew that Du Yu needed to be affirmed and praised.

The corners of Du Yu's mouth were raised slightly, his face was shy after being praised, his eyes were clear, and he said, "Hello, Ah Sheng..."

Jiang Sheng didn't quite understand, "Huh?"

"Hello, Asheng..."

"What good?"

Du Yu couldn't explain, so he said clumsily, "Good man..."

Jiang Sheng was a little surprised and laughed twice.

Originally, he planned to go back, probably because he hadn't played ball for many years, so Jiang Sheng had a whim.

With great interest, he gently tossed the ball towards the tip of his index finger, only to see that the ball followed the spinning top, spinning quickly on the fingertip.

Du Yu was immediately attracted.

His eyes were fixed on the ball at his fingertips, Jiang Sheng wanted to laugh seeing him like this, and as soon as he retracted his hand, he stopped circling.

But Du Yu didn't see enough, he pulled Jiang Sheng's wrist, and said softly, "I still have to watch..."

Jiang Sheng smiled and said, "Not anymore."

Du Yu persisted, "Let's see..."

Jiang Sheng hugged the ball tightly, "It's really gone."

Du Yu ignored him and tugged on his sleeve, "It depends."

Jiang Sheng smiled, and lightly tossed his right hand, the movement was smooth and smooth, and the ball spun in his hands again.

作者有话要说：今天有事回来得晚了，码的字数有点少，本想多码点，但又怕更得迟了你们等，索性就先放上来，剩下的明天补上。感谢在2020-05-0422:00:55~2020-05-0521:17:46期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmines: Erchun, I am your daughter-in-law, so three;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 10 bottles of salted egg yolk salty and yellow; 1 bottle of salt and pepper strawberry mixed with sharp pepper;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!