Love Letters of Autistic Pretty Boys

The photo frame was broken, no matter how sad Du Yu was, it was useless.

Before dinner, Du Yanyu told Jiang Sheng to take Du Yu to the photo studio to pick another one.

Lao Ma drove all the way to the photo studio.

On the plaque in front of the door are five gold-plated characters "Red Star Photo Studio".

Jiang Sheng had heard about this photo studio before. It was an old brand that opened in the late Qing Dynasty. Some of his ancestors had the honor of taking pictures of the Empress Dowager Cixi in the palace. He didn't know if it was true or not.

However, it is not easy to establish a solid foundation in such a war-torn era.

Recently there have been several robberies and many people have died.

It made people panic outside, and the flow of people on the street has been reduced by more than half. Fortunately, the problem of traffic congestion can finally be alleviated.

However, the Red Star Photo Studio in front of him was obviously not affected much. Through the open door, many people could be seen inside.

As soon as Du Yu got out of the car, he stood in front of the car door and suddenly stopped moving.

Jiang Sheng asked him softly, "Why don't you leave?"

"elder brother……"

Du Yu stared at the front in a daze, and murmured softly.

Jiang Sheng was stunned for a moment, looked up at the photographer, then turned to ask the old horse in the car, "Du Li used to come here to take pictures?"

Like Fang's mother, Lao Ma is an old man of the Du family. Although it was ten years ago, Du Li used to come here to take pictures, so he was deeply impressed.

"Yes, the young master used to come here often."

Jiang Sheng turned his head and patted Du Yu's shoulder, "Shall we go in first?"

After finishing speaking, he added his name, "A Yu."

To be honest, he was really not used to it. He called him by his name every time he said a word, but if he didn't call him, he was afraid that he wouldn't listen.

Du Yu looked at the photo shop, and looked at the door of the photo shop with an ignorant face, "Brother..."

He called out again, raised his head to look at Jiang Sheng, his face was full of innocence, without any impurities.

He seemed to be telling Jiang Sheng that he and Du Li had been to this place before.

Jiang Sheng responded to him softly, "I know, brother has been here before?"

Du Yu blinked his big eyes, then nodded.

Jiang Sheng looked around, "Ah Yu, do you want to go in and have a look?"

Du Yu raised his face and nodded again.

Thanks to Jiang Sheng's mother and Xu Shaokang, they almost worn out his impetuous temperament in the past, and he felt pity for Du Yu's experience, otherwise, ordinary people would not have such a good temper.

A female employee was idle in the lobby of the photo studio. Seeing someone coming, she quickly came up to greet her with a smile, "Good afternoon, sir, what photo do you want to take?"

Jiang Sheng replied, "I'm not taking pictures, I'm here to buy a frame."

The smiling faces of the staff of the photo studio suddenly disappeared a little. They led Jiang Sheng and the others inside, walked to the glass counter, and brought up a big box, "What do you want? Glass or wooden?"

Because the previous one was made of glass, Jiang Sheng didn't want Du Yu to buy another glass one, but he wasn't in charge of this matter, so he thought it was up to him.

He said, "Take a few and see."

The photo studio worker took a few and put them on the table. In fact, they are all similar in style, and there is no big difference.

Jiang Sheng asked Du Yu softly, "How about A Yu, which one do you want?"

Du Yu raised his head to look at Jiang Sheng with a bewildered expression.

Jiang Sheng asked with his eyes, "What do you think I am doing, which one do you want?"

He said and handed him a glass photo frame and a wooden photo frame, "Does Ayu want this or this?"

Du Yu looked at it, pointed at the glass with a finger, "...brother..."

Maybe it was because he had gotten along with Du Yu a lot, his few words had already made Jiang Sheng understand what he meant.

He wanted one that was exactly the same as the one Du Li picked before.

Although according to Jiang Sheng's status, he shouldn't interfere in this kind of thing, he should give Du Yu whatever he wants.

But Du Yu is different from ordinary people after all, Jiang Sheng thought to himself, if it breaks again next time, Du Yu will just reach out and grab it without thinking...

He decided to persuade, "Ayu, this one is easy to break, broken, you know that?"

He bent slightly and looked at Du Yu at the same level.

Du Yu just looked at him with those pure eyes.

"If you break your hand, it will hurt..."

He lightly pressed Du Yu's hand.

Du Yu felt the pain, his brows furrowed, and his hands shrank back.

The pretty face also changed color slightly because of the pain, and looked at Jiang Sheng weakly.

"Does Ayu hurt?"

Jiang Sheng used very little strength, he just pressed the side of his palm, where there were few wounds, his purpose was just to make Du Yu feel the pain, that was enough.

Du Yu raised his palm to his mouth, blew several breaths, looked up at Jiang Sheng, his voice was a little pitiful, very weak.

"pain……"

His appearance makes people feel sorry for him, he is the last person to act like a baby, because no one can bear it.

Jiang Sheng was amused by his action, he is really afraid of pain, so it doesn't hurt if he blows it?

Sure enough, it was the child's idea.

After explaining to him in this way, Jiang Sheng handed two photo frames to him and asked him, "Which one does Ah Yu want now?"

Du Yu stopped blowing, he hesitated.

Very confused, don't know which one to get.

He is very afraid of pain.

It hurts if you break your hand.

But I really want to buy one that is the same as Du Li's choice.

After a long time, he slowly stretched out his finger and pointed to the glass photo frame.

Jiang Sheng was a little helpless.

After a long time, he still wanted this.

This kid is really stubborn.

Du Yu's face straightened. Although his hands were still hurting, his face obviously calmed down a bit. Enduring the pain, he looked at Jiang Sheng with clear eyes and told him in a childish voice, "Ah Yu is not afraid of pain..."

When he said the last word "pain", his voice dropped significantly, his eyes lowered too, his long eyelashes drooped, and from Jiang Sheng's point of view, his slightly soft face looked like someone in a closet. Beautiful porcelain dolls.

Jiang Sheng didn't know what to say.

He just pressed it lightly, and he cried out in pain.

Still not afraid of pain?

His feeble explanation is like deception, without any credibility.

But he has persuaded everything that should be persuaded. Since he is so stubborn, he can only let him go.

The only thing left for him to do is to look after him and protect him.

"Then this." He put the glass photo frame on the table, "How much?"

"This is a batch of goods that just arrived, ten yuan without counter-offering."

A little expensive, this kind of photo frame is only one or two yuan in ordinary photo shops, but such time-honored brand stores are full of rich people.

Anyway, the money didn't belong to him, and before leaving, Du Yanyu made a special confession that Du Yu must like it.

This little money is nothing.

Jiang Sheng handed over the money, took the things and was about to take Du Yu away.

Du Yu stretched out his hand to show Jiang Sheng, with an innocent look on his face, he repeated, "It hurts..."

He had no other intentions, but simply wanted to tell Jiang Sheng that his hand hurt.

If you don't look at his face and just listen to his voice, you don't feel anything.

But because his voice was already childish, when he said it, he dragged the end, and it seemed to his ears that he was acting like a baby.

Jiang Sheng thought to himself, just now he had swearingly told him that he was not afraid of pain, so he forgot what he said just now.

Jiang Sheng held his wrist, he was really useless, and he couldn't figure out why Du Yu kept crying for pain.

"It hurts?"

He lowered his head, raised his eyes and asked Du Yu softly.

Du Yu nodded, his eyes sparkled, and he repeated, "It hurts..."

He couldn't remove his gauze right now, but Du Yu kept crying for pain.

Jiang Sheng thought about it, so he had to imitate Du Yu and blow gently on his palm.

When Du Yu blows by himself, he blows slowly and the airflow speed is not fast, resulting in the blown air being hot and cold.

The palm of his hand was injured, and he already had a burning sensation, but he suffered from the heat, and the pain never subsided.

And when Jiang Sheng blows it to him, it blows fast, the airflow speed is fast, and the wind blown out is cool.

It was very comfortable to blow coolly on Du Yu's palm.

Jiang Sheng played for a while, and found that Du Yu had been staring at him, his beautiful eyes unblinking, and a faint smile on his lips.

That's because his palms felt comfortable and he smiled unconsciously.

"What's the matter, does it still hurt?"

Jiang Sheng raised his eyes and asked.

Du Yu curled the corners of his mouth, with a small arc, and a shallow smile.

Most of the time, he doesn't even know he's laughing.

He didn't reply to Jiang Sheng's words, but stretched out his hand obediently, with his palm pressed against his lips, almost about to kiss him, and whispered in a childish voice with a hint of coquettishness, "More..."

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