My uncle is autistic every day

At five o'clock in the morning, the city was still brightly lit, and Yan Xiao had to go to the toilet.

Yan Xiao didn't wear that pair of trousers again, they were put in the closet, every time Yan Xiao touched him, he would feel slightly absent-minded.

After taking care of himself a little, Yan Xiao was going to lie back and continue to sleep, but later found that when he closed his eyes, it was all a dream.

Yan Xiao thought, he regretted that he couldn't see his face clearly. According to Shen Beichen, he was very handsome, which made him very distressed.

After lying down for another hour with my eyes open, I was still thinking wildly.

In order to meditate, Yan Xiao started to toss in the kitchen, his interest in the kitchen became more and more, at least the things he made were not so ugly.

The movements of washing rice, mixing water, firing fire, and talking and laughing have become more and more proficient.

There's nothing in the refrigerator for breakfast, and Yan Xiao doesn't mind too much.

Anyway, he can drink even white rice porridge. The most worry-free thing about Yan Xiao since he was a child is that he is not picky about food.

After doing all this, Yan Xiao was free again, he could only lean against the kitchen door, quietly looking at the pot of porridge, while watching, he thought that Shen Beichen in his dream had such a good figure, he actually had abdominal muscles, a little It's not like the one around him who always looks tall and soft is actually soft.

As soon as the doorbell rang, Yan Xiao quickly pulled himself back, with a normal face, and there was nothing wrong with it.

Chen Jiu hadn't visited the door for a long time, so Yan Xiao gave him a big smile as soon as he opened the door.

Yan Xiao heaved a sigh of relief, which meant that the incident from last time was just like this, but he still looked behind Chen Jiu keenly to make sure there was no one else, so he opened the door to let him in.

Chen Jiu was very familiar with coming uninvited, smelling the smell in the air, he walked into the kitchen carelessly, lifted the lid of the pot and was covered in steam.

"Making porridge?" Chen Jiu squinted his eyes for a while.

Yan Xiao nodded, followed by a glance, "Okay."

Chen Jiu was not polite, and asked Yan Xiao to serve him a big bowl, because it was too hot to eat, and his tongue stuck out, but Yan Xiao didn't feel it at all, and he finished a bowl of freshly cooked food in just a few sips. It doesn't look like I plan to have another bowl.

After blowing for a long time, Chen Jiu finally settled the small bowl of porridge.

"What's the date?" Chen Jiu asked suddenly.

Yan Xiao frowned suspiciously, "Number 10."

"Is it cold?" Chen Jiu shouted at Yan Xiao who was washing dishes in the kitchen.

Yan Xiao didn't answer, the meaning was very clear and not cold.

"It will be Chinese New Year soon." Chen Jiu said.

Yan Xiao wiped his hands, and looked through the calendar that the publisher sent last time. This year's Chinese New Year is either early or late, February [-]th.

But Yan Xiao knew the meaning of Chen Jiu's visit. In previous years, they would make preparations a month in advance for Chinese New Year, buy some things and go back to the orphanage to spend together. After all, that is where they should be reunited.

This year is a bit special. The orphanage has moved out, the conditions have improved a lot, and a young director has arrived. It would be unreasonable for them to go back.

There was another piece of emptiness in his heart, and Yan Xiao fell into deep thought.

Chen Jiu casually flipped through the two books that Yan Xiao put on the table, or the two novels he gave him, and it seemed that he had flipped through them.

"Are you going back to Xia's house for the New Year this year?" Chen Jiu suggested, anyway, it would be more lively than two people staying together.

Luo Luo is going back to Shaanxi, and her parents have always disapproved of Luo Luo being with Chen Jiu. They think that he has no father or mother, and they are afraid that he will not be taken care of. In order not to cause trouble, Yan Xiao and him will go to the orphanage .

"Let's talk about it when the time comes." It is impossible for Yan Xiao to go back to Xia's house, and he might go to the old dean's house with Chen Jiu to have a look.

Chen Jiu raised his spirits, "Come on, the sales of the new book are good, the editor-in-chief asked me to come and express my condolences to you, and by the way, bring you the sample book that I have kept for a long time."

Yan Xiao looked at it and touched it for a while, "Thank you."

Chen Jiu didn't talk nonsense, "Let's go first, I'll have to see how the Chinese New Year goes, see you later."

Having known each other for so many years, Chen Jiu gradually comes and goes quickly, Yan Xiao knows that he is very busy, and Luo Luo has put him under great pressure.

Yan Xiao was suddenly a little scared, what would he do if Chen Jiu also left?

He never thought about this question, nor did he dare to think about it.

Because Yan Xiao said about giving away the pen, Shen Beichen vaguely felt ashamed.

It was rare for him to pretend to be an educated person and go into a bookstore once. Shen Beimo was very satisfied that he had suddenly learned his lesson, so he threw a bank|bank card to him, "Use it casually, there is no shortage of money."

The bookstore is very big and there are not many people. After all, it is not a rest time.

Shen Beichen also has a hobby that is even more difficult to talk about. The most important thing is that it doesn't fit his high-cold setting at all, so this hobby is kept under wraps.

As soon as he came in, he consciously walked towards the children's area. The colorful cover is not to mention how beautiful it is.

Shen Bei and Shen love reading children's story books, which have words and pictures, colorful and easy to understand.

Of course, he never bothered to look at the words, and he could look at the paintings over and over for days.

Once, because he bought too many story books, Shen Beichen had a backpack full of books, so he had no choice but to throw them away, and it hurts to think about it.

Today he was hooked again.

He probably finished reading the old ones, so he moved his attention to the newest ones.

"Yanxiao." Seeing these two characters, Shen Beichen pronounced them out.

Because it was placed a little high, Shen Beichen was still on tiptoe to draw it.

Printed on the cover, "Best-Selling Story, Season [-] of Secret of the Stars."

The book is not too thick, and Shen Beichen turned to the author's profile, which is too simple, and only has the information of contributing to a magazine all the year round.

Shen Beichen bought three copies, and was about to throw one in Shen Beimo's face, looking at him domineeringly, "My friend wrote it."

I read the remaining two books differently. As for the books that are obviously the same, I don't know the reason for the different reading.

Shen Beichen went to the stationery place again, flipped through the copybooks, and chose the one that looked the simplest.

Originally I wanted to buy a fountain pen, but when Yan Xiao said that I would give it to him, I took a signature pen.

When paying the bill, the person who collected the money was a very lively little girl, she completely pretended that she didn't see Shen Beichen's cold face, "I bought it for my brother?"

"..." Shen Beichen couldn't say that he bought it for himself, so he could only quietly watch her change.

The little girl continued, "Many parents who come to our store buy Yanxiao's books and say that children like them very much."

When Yan Xiao was mentioned, Shen Beichen finally responded, "Do many people like him?"

"My brother really likes him, and his books are very popular."

Shen Bei thanked him deeply, and left the shop with the bag.

Back home, the first thing Shen Beishen did was to go to Weibo. He knew that Yan Xiao would usually be on Weibo, but Penguin would just hang around most of the time.

14:25

Dangerous building a hundred feet high: I saw your book today

Shen Beishen couldn't wait to turn over and read a few pages.

But Yan Xiao didn't seem to be there, Shen Beichen waited for a long time but didn't get a reply.

Of course Yan Xiao is there, but he still doesn't know how to face Shen Beichen, plus his absurd dream last night, his whole face is already hot.

And yesterday, Shen Beichen rejected his gift without even thinking about it, which really made Yan Xiao feel stuck for a whole day.

After about half an hour of forgiveness, Shen Beichen finally thought about going back to him.

14:56

Yan Xiao: My book?

He was able to ascertain that he never said anything about his writing the book.

14:57

The dangerous building is a hundred feet high: finally understand me?

Shen Beichen was so smart, he took half a turn to look at Yanxiao Penguin and found that he was actually online, Yanxiao was never invisible, he knew Yanxiao must be sitting in front of the computer just by looking at it.

However, Shen Beishen must have been angry because of what happened yesterday, so he lacked confidence.

14:57

Yan Xiao: How do you know? [Meow meow]

Yan Xiao thinks this expression is quite good, really.

14:58

The dangerous building is a hundred feet high: I said earlier that he is the smartest person on earth. [dog]

Yan Xiao looked at the two emojis up and down in the message record, and somehow thought of the words Shen Beishen explained yesterday about emojis, wife or something.

15:00

Yan Xiao: Well, I am online

It was already sad, and there was really no need to cover it up. If someone wanted to know about the mood, why not do it.

15:01

Dangerous building a hundred feet high:...

Shen Beishen, who was somewhat unreasonable, silently stared at the book he had just bought, wondering if the contribution to the sales would make Yan Xiao less angry.

Two people chatting will always fall into a very weird situation, Yan Xiao is also used to it, and also sent an ellipsis in the past.

Then it got out of hand, and the remaining hours passed by exchanging ellipses.

Yan Xiao felt a little cramp in his hands.

In the end, Shen Beichen couldn't stand it any longer and rubbed his fingers.

18:32

The dangerous building is [-] feet high: I will go to dinner first and talk at night

18:35

Yan Xiao: Well, bye

Getting up from the chair, Shen Beichen stretched and yawned a little, feeling a little sleepy.

During the meal, Shen Beichen's face collapsed.

Angie jumped up from the seat all of a sudden, "Brother Shen."

"..." Shen Bei pulled back the stool and sat down with a cold face, nodding slightly to her.

Shen Beimo had an expression on his face, "Anji wanted to see you for a long time, and I only had time to come today."

Shen Bei and Shen Jiacai's hands landed on a plate of green vegetables in front of him, and his favorite dish was placed in front of Anji.

While eating, Shen Beichen lost his appetite by Anji's gaze, "I'm full."

"Is there anything tonight?" Shen Beimo also put down his chopsticks and looked at him.

"It's something." Shen Beishen said decisively.

Shen Beimo frowned invisibly, "Yes."

Unexpectedly, Shen Beimo continued to ask, "What's the matter?"

"..."

The two brothers don't know what's wrong, and they have been working hard to tear each other down.

Shen Beichen didn't bother to answer him, so he walked upstairs.

Unexpectedly, Shen Beimo called him lazily, and pointed to Anji, "Uncle will be returning to America soon, Anji wants to spend a few more days in Hangzhou."

Angie blushed and nodded, "I haven't been to many places yet, Dad is too busy with work."

Shen Beichen looked impatient as if it was none of my business, "So?"

"So from now on, she will live here." Shen Beimo smiled triumphantly.

"Lonely men and widows." The anger in Shen Beichen's heart surged upwards, and he couldn't suppress it at all.

"Anyway, it's your fiancee." After saying this, the whole living room was quiet.