Love Letters of Autistic Pretty Boys

Jiang Sheng was a little surprised, "A Yu?"

He was lying in the bathtub, which was filled with water, and the foam from the bath liquid was not much, just scattered.

Jiang Sheng stood at the door. He was already tall, so he could see the milky white skin under the water at a glance.

Du Yu didn't react too much, he kept looking at him with big eyes without saying a word.

Jiang Sheng looked around, the room was not very big, it should be a bathroom.

He guessed that Fushan should have brought Du Yu to take a bath, but now, why is he alone?

Jiang Sheng closed the door and walked in. There was a compartment on the left. He took a look, but there was no one there.

"Why are you the only one?"

He walked to Du Yu's side and asked softly.

Du Yu's whole body was soaked in the bathtub except for his head and the gauze-covered hand resting on the side of the bathtub.

He had just washed his hair, and his hair was still dripping, soft and fluffy, because it was still wet, it looked a little long, and it stuck to his cheek, and his face looked a little red.

The beautiful eyes just looked at Jiang Sheng like this, and didn't answer his words.

"never mind."

Jiang Sheng said helplessly, why did he ask him, he didn't know anything.

Jiang Sheng glanced at his body, he was very white, very thin, and his slender arms looked slippery, probably due to being soaked in hot water for a long time, his body was already a little red.

Although he was naive and immature, that part already had the appearance that a grown man should have, strong and mighty.

In other words, except for his eyes, his entire body already has the qualifications of an adult man.

After Jiang Sheng glanced at it, he knelt down and was about to ask him how long he had been in the bath, but suddenly remembered that even if he asked, he would definitely not know.

But you can't let him stay in the water all the time.

He asked softly, "Is Ah Yu cold?"

Du Yu looked at him, blinked and nodded.

Jiang Sheng looked around, took a long folded towel from the marble table, shook it, hung it on his arm, and held his arm with the other hand, "Get up quickly."

Ah Yu was also good, and slowly stood up from the bathtub.

The whole body is dripping wet, and the white body can be seen more clearly than in the water, and the water drops on the chest and abdomen are shining under the light.

Jiang Sheng originally thought that since he was so thin, the touch of his hand should be soft, but he didn't expect that although his arms were slippery, they were still quite firm. After all, he was a boy, no matter how thin he should be, he still had it.

Jiang Sheng handed him the towel, "Can you wipe it?"

Du Yu didn't answer, looked at him without saying a word.

Jiang Sheng stretched out his hand for a while, sighed, and compromised, "Forget it."

He was taller than Du Yu, so it didn't take much effort. After shaking the towel twice, he said while preparing to wipe his hair, "A Yu, don't move."

His hair is soft and pleasant to the touch.

Du Yu stood obediently and let Jiang Sheng wipe it for him. He didn't look at Jiang Sheng, his eyes were lowered, staring at the floor in a daze.

Jiang Sheng glanced at it, shook his head and wanted to laugh, he really didn't understand what he was thinking all day long.

Jiang Sheng wiped it very quickly, mainly because Du Yu couldn't let Du Yu stand naked for a long time. After brushing his hair, he went to wipe his arm again.

"Ayu raises his hand."

Du Yu raised his hand dumbly. He probably didn't know what Jiang Sheng was going to do, but he raised his hand when he heard him call.

His expression was full of ignorance and innocence.

Jiang Sheng didn't know where he bumped into, Du Yu suddenly shrank his body and giggled twice.

His arms were slightly bent to cover the armpit, his smile was clear and crisp, and dimples appeared at the corners of his mouth, and his eyes became a crescent moon, making him appear agile and cute.

This was the first time Jiang Sheng saw him smile like this, and it was the happiest one. Before, the smile was always shallow, and it seemed that it never reached a certain point.

"what happened?"

Seeing him smiling so happily, Jiang Sheng couldn't help curling his lips.

Du Yu's neck subconsciously tilted to that side, and there was still a smile in his voice. When he spoke with a smile, it was a little sweet, "Itchy..."

Only then did Jiang Sheng glance at the armpits that he wiped just now, and smiled, "Okay, that's fine if I don't wipe it."

The itchy spot should not be touched easily. This spot is very sensitive. After touching it, the rest of the body becomes sensitive as if infected.

Du Yu's body was still a little tense, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was much shallower. He looked at Jiang Sheng with a smile in his eyes and a little fear, for fear that he would reach out and scratch him.

Jiang Sheng wanted to laugh, but he put down his hand, "Okay, I..."

Just as he was talking, the bathroom door opened.

Jiang Sheng turned his head and saw that it was Fushan.

Fushan was also taken aback when he saw Jiang Sheng, holding a ceramic cup in his hand, "Why is Mr. Jiang here?"

Then he saw Du Yu who was naked beside him, "Why are you up?"

Seeing Fushan coming, Jiang Sheng put the towel on the shelf, "Where did Master Fu go?"

Fushan came over with a glass, "A Yu said he was thirsty, so I went to pour a glass of water."

As he spoke, he blew on the mouth of the cup and handed it to Du Yu, "Come on, Ah Yu, let's drink."

After Du Yu took a few sips from the rim of the cup, Fushan asked Jiang Sheng while putting the cup on the table, "Why is Mr. Jiang here?"

"I have something to do with you." Jiang Sheng glanced at Du Yu, and handed the pajamas on the table to Fushan, "Get him dressed first, I'll wait outside."

Then he went out.

Fushan was also very fast, and brought Du Yu out in a short while.

"What is Mr. Jiang looking for from me?"

Jiang Sheng replied, "I'll get A Yu's medicine."

"It's for this matter, Mr. Jiang wait for me for a while."

Fukuyama's room is downstairs, so he went downstairs after speaking.

Only Jiang Sheng and Du Yu were left standing at the door.

Jiang Sheng saw that he was only wearing pajamas. Although the central air conditioner was turned on in the room, he still asked Du Yu, "Is it cold?"

Du Yu stood behind him, did not reply to his words, looked at him with innocent eyes, "Go back..."

Jiang Sheng glanced at Fushan who had already come up, and comforted him softly, "Wait a while, Ayu, we will go back right away."

It can be seen that Fukuyama was a little fast, he was still panting when he came over, he handed Jiang Sheng the medicine, not a lot, three bottles.

Jiang Sheng took a look, and they were all medicines for autism.

In fact, Jiang Sheng said that autism was originally a mental illness, and the most important thing was psychotherapy. Du Yu didn't have any serious symptoms, so there was no need to take these medicines.

As the saying goes, three parts of medicine are poisonous, and if you take too much, it will be bad for your health.

But I think Du Yanyu was anxious and wanted to try everything.

Can also understand.

"The way of eating and the dosage are according to the above?" Jiang Sheng asked.

Fukuyama replied, "Yes, according to the prescription, you have to eat on time every day, Mr. Jiang, don't forget."

"rest assured."

As he spoke, he put the medicine into his pocket, and glanced at Du Yu, "Let's go, Ah Yu, we're going back."

Back in the small attic, Du Yu relaxed a lot.

This small attic is like his secret base, only here can he be surrounded by an endless sense of security.

On the table were the photos and the photo frame I picked today. As soon as Du Yu sat on the bed, he couldn't wait to study the photo frame.

Jiang Sheng closed the door, took off his coat, and was wearing a black sweater inside. The slim sweater showed his lean and tall figure. It was his second birthday when he joined the police station, and Song Jiahao gave it to him. his.

He doesn't like to celebrate his birthday, he thinks it's unnecessary, but those brothers in the police force value it very much and do it for him every year.

Song Jiahao knew him well, he was not like him, he liked those gaudy colors and styles.

Simple black is very good for Jiang Sheng.

Du Yu was fiddling with the photo frame by himself. He had never done this before. After working on it for a while, he didn't know how to open it, so he finally gave up.

He raised his head and looked at Jiang Sheng who was opposite him, but didn't speak.

Just like that, the black eyes stared at him without blinking.

Jiang Sheng was sitting by the bed and was answering Song Jiahao's messages. This kid was always trying to get closer to Du Yu, so he sent him a message asking if he could visit Du's house when he was free.

Jiang Sheng replied coldly, no.

After answering, he checked the message box again, and there were only a few people who often sent him messages. After finding that there were no missing messages, Jiang Sheng turned off his phone.

Subconsciously looking at Du Yu, he found that he was staring at him.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Sheng lowered his head and asked softly.

Du Yu pouted slightly, and said in a soft tone, "A Yu...wouldn't..."

Jiang Sheng glanced at the photo frame in his hand and understood what he meant.

He walked over a few steps and sat beside him, stretched out his hand, "Give it to me."

Du Yu obediently handed it over.

Jiang Sheng researched it and found that it was indeed a new type of photo frame, which was different from any he had seen before.

He carefully opened it from the middle, and soon, the photo frame became two halves.

"Come here, Ayu, give me the photo."

He said and held out his hand.

Du Yu suddenly stopped talking, and just looked at him like this with his calm eyes, holding the photo in his hand, but he didn't give it to him as Jiang Sheng wanted.

After a while, Jiang Sheng probably understood what he meant.

He didn't want to give it to him.

How could such an important thing, a hundred times more important than Du Li's glass photo frame, be given to him so easily.

He didn't mind either, he smiled, pointed to the other half of the photo frame that was recessed, and said to Du Yu, "Then Ah Yu himself, and put the photo here, this one, see?"

Du Yu took the half of the photo frame, and carefully pasted the photo on the place Jiang Sheng pointed out just now.

Gently smoothed the upper and lower four corners, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised on the immature faces of the two people in the photo, looking up at Jiang Sheng in a good mood.

There was a questioning look in his eyes, probably hoping that he would tell himself what to do next.

Jiang Sheng also handed him the remaining half, with a gentle tone, "Have you seen this hole? Ayu, paste this up."

Du Yu knew everything, and quickly put the photo frames together according to his wishes.

Looking at it this way, it is almost the same as the previous one.

"Same……"

The corner of his mouth was raised slightly, and he raised his eyes to look at Jiang Sheng.

Jiang Sheng echoed him, "Yes, it's the same as before."

He glanced at his hand, "Does Ah Yu's hand still hurt?"

Du Yu held the photo frame in one hand, and raised his injured hand to look at it, "It doesn't hurt..."

Jiang Sheng nodded, "It's fine if it doesn't hurt."

He glanced at the time and felt that Du Yu was about to go to sleep, "Okay, Ah Yu, it's time to go to bed."

After the photo frame was done, Du Yu had no other thoughts, so he lay down obediently.

Jiang Sheng covered him with the quilt, looked at his big eyes looking at him, and said softly, "Close your eyes, Ayu."

Du Yu blinked twice, then closed his eyes.

After turning off the light, Jiang Sheng lay down on the bed.

Originally, there were many things to think about in my mind, some about my mother, some about the police force, and some about the Du family's affairs. They were mixed together, and for some reason, I fell asleep in a daze.

He was a light sleeper, and seldom slept soundly. In the middle of the night, he heard Du Yu's bed rustling, and he didn't know what he was doing. He opened his eyes, tilted his head and whispered in the dark, "Ah meet?"

No one answered him, there was still a rustling sound.

Jiang Sheng got up and turned on the light, seeing Du Yu hiding under the quilt, he didn't know what he was doing.

He went over and patted him lightly through the quilt, "Ayu, what's wrong with you?"

"itch……"

He said in the quilt, his voice was muffled.

"what?"

Jiang Sheng didn't hear clearly, and slowly lifted the quilt as he spoke.

After lifting the quilt, Jiang Sheng was stunned, only to see red spots on Du Yu's face.

The author has something to say: Oh, I'm sorry for being late, by the way, I won't update it tomorrow, take a day off.