Unremarkable Love Little Devil [Zhongyingmei]

Sean kept his eyes open until the sky turned from dark to light.

Finally the alarm went off.He got up, brushed his teeth, took a shower... he took the No. 4 bus to the hospital.

The blue sky was clean and cloudless.

Sean stopped at the entrance of the hospital, his eyes flicked around very quickly.

That figure was not found.

He touched the backpack strap on his shoulder with his fingertips, and continued to walk towards the hospital.

He also didn't see that figure in the hospital corridor and lounge.

Because of high-functioning autism, Sean can easily focus on the things he is interested in, especially today they have to face a pregnant patient. The baby in the patient's abdomen has a tumor on the tailbone and needs to be removed.So he quickly erased that figure from his mind.

But as long as his brain is free, the erased figure will bypass all the warnings and reappear, causing a short-term confusion in his thinking.

"So," Jared asked suddenly, standing next to him with a cup of coffee, "how is Queenie?"

Sean paused and said, "Dr. Melendez released her, so yeah, I think she's fine now."

Jared had to be more explicit: "I saw her waiting for you at the hospital last night, so you must have had a good night together."

Claire, who was lowering her hair to message, finally couldn't stand Jared's gossip, and raised her head from the phone: "Enough, Jared."

Jared held up his hands: "I just care about my colleagues."

Sean took the cues from Jared's words and said honestly, "We didn't have a good night together, we got separated at the hospital."

Jared was speechless for a while, and asked unwillingly, "Then you at least left her phone number."

After a few seconds of silence, Sean said, "I don't think she has a number."

Jared looked at the expression on his face, raised his hand to pat him on the shoulder, and comforted him: "Don't regret it, man, it's useless to regret now anyway."

Jared's movement made Sean subconsciously back away, and then a bewildered look appeared on his face.

Does he regret it?

He has never been good at feeling the moods and emotions of ordinary people, including his own.

But Jared seemed good at it, so Sean asked him, "Why do I regret it?"

Jared took a sip of his coffee, shook his head and smiled, "It's just a joke..." But the look on Sean's face made him swallow back the words, "Oh man!" Jared laughed even harder, "It seems that you really regret it. But don't worry, trust me, you will have other girls."

Sean didn't answer right away. He thought about it for a while, and just when Jared thought their topic was over, Sean suddenly said quickly and fluently: "I have no regrets. Regret is what people do to themselves or what they don't do. It is hard to let go of the wrong things, and the troubles and regrets that continue to arise, I hope to have a chance to change. But yesterday Queenie asked if she could go home with me, and I said no. Even if this happened again, I would still refuse , nothing will change, and I don't want to change because I don't like living with other people. So I have no regrets."

After finishing speaking, he looked at Jared with those clear eyes like small animals, as if to say, my argument is sufficient, you are overthrown.

Jared: "..."

Dr. Carew, who was overthrown, was speechless for a while, turned around and left with his coffee.

Dr. Murphy, who consciously convinced Jared and felt that he had fully convinced himself, left work smoothly that night.

The apartment he lives in is an old building three blocks from the hospital, and the rent is what he can afford.

When Sean walked back from the bus station to the apartment, Queenie was sitting on the front doorstep of the apartment building waiting for him.

Sean didn't notice her right away, because two strange men stood in front of her, blocking her.

It wasn't until he walked up the steps that Queenie called him, "Sean."

Sean turned his head in response, and saw her sitting on the steps beside his feet, staring at him with her head tilted.

Sean stopped suddenly, and it took a few seconds before he remembered to slowly retract the foot that was already on the upper step, holding the strap of the backpack on his shoulders tightly with both hands, and stood obediently like Obedient students.

Queenie stood up from the steps and said to the two men standing in front of her, "My friend is back, you can go."

The two men turned around and left obediently.

Then she smiled and said, "Hello, Sean."

Her green eyes are big and bright, and when she stares at people without distraction, it makes people unconsciously feel inexplicable tension.

Sean slightly turned his eyes sideways.

Strangely, her eyes often reminded him of a green pool in the depths of an isolated ancient forest, deep, quiet, clear and charming.

Sean still didn't look at her, and greeted the air, "Hello, Queenie." But his voice was somewhat high-pitched and joyful.

He asked her again, "Why are you here?"

Queenie said, "Because I live here."

"live here?"

Queenie nodded: "Well, Mr. Harden and Mr. James kindly sublet their house to me." She smiled happily, "Sean, we are neighbors. They said that's the word."

Sean pursed his lips.

Queenie suddenly leaned over to sniff him. Sean was startled, and tried to retreat with his upper body.

Queenie quickly stood up again and said, "I like your smell."

She didn't like the smell of those two people just now.

Sean also stood up again, hesitated for a moment, imitated what she did just now, and leaned over to smell it lightly, and then said, "I like your smell too."

Queenie smiled even wider.

The two waited for the elevator together.

At the elevator door, Xiao En lowered his head and found that she was actually barefoot, and her white skin was particularly conspicuous on the gray floor.

"You're not wearing shoes." Sean described the fact.

He knew that, in addition to clothes, Claire had lent her a pair of sneakers.

Queenie also looked down at her bare feet, and her round and lovely toes moved slightly.

"Well," said Queenie, "I don't like it. Can I not wear it?"

Sean thought for a while and said, "Okay. As long as your feet don't mind."

Queenie wiggled her toes again and said, "They don't care."

With a soft "ding", the elevator door opened, and the two of them took the elevator upstairs happily.

Go to the door of Sean's room.

Sean opened the door and turned around.

Queenie stood behind him, tilted her head and smiled at him when she met his gaze.

When she smiled, Sean's thoughts became a little confused.

Queenie then asked, "Can I go in?"

The body made a decision first - he stepped aside to open the door.

Queenie walked in.

Sean had just become independent and had been a surgeon at St. Bonaventure's Hospital for less than two weeks, so he was very poor, so to speak, without even a decent bed in his bedroom.In the middle of the empty room was a single mattress.

The only furniture was a shabby sofa and a thin table.Such a small piece of furniture is all placed in the center of the house, just like——

Like when he was a kid, homeless, living with his brother in that abandoned school bus.

All the furnishings in his room are the same as back then.

This would probably look weird to anyone, but Queenie has never lived in the human world, so she just found it novel and looked at it bit by bit.

There is a photo on the table, it is a group photo of two little boys.

Queenie quickly figured it out, pointed to one of them and asked, "Is this you?"

Sean nodded: "Yes."

Pointing to the other next to him: "Who is this?"

Sean said, "My brother Steve."

Queenie asked, "Where is he?"

"He's dead," Sean said.

Queenie nodded, "Oh", and said nothing else.Nor was there regret or sympathy or any of the other expressions Sean had seen so often on the faces of other people who had heard about it.

There was a light sound from the balcony, and Queenie turned her head to meet a pair of golden pupils outside.

Queenie tilted her head for a moment, and those golden pupils looked at her too.

After seeing enough, he turned into a curious baby and asked, "What is this?"

Sean answered obediently: "It's a cat."

He didn't wonder why Queenie didn't even have the most basic common sense in life. She asked such questions these two days, but he just answered them truthfully.

Of course, he didn't even notice that he had been answering Queenie's questions.

This may seem like nothing special, but every autistic person has their own "quirks", and one of Sean's "quirks" is that he doesn't like questions.Like a certain mechanism in the body, when someone asks a question, it will be triggered, and his brain will automatically refuse to answer, even if he knows the answer in his heart.

But he answered every question Queenie asked without any hindrance, and he answered it as a matter of course, without realizing it.

Sean took a can from the refrigerator, walked to the balcony, opened it, and put it in front of the cat.

The cat lowered its head and took a sniff, then ate it reservedly, raising its golden cat eyes from time to time to look at the two humans in front of it.

"I've seen a bear cub before, but not a cat," Queenie said.

Sean was a little curious: "Where have you seen the little bear?"

Queenie smiled and said, "It's been a long, long time ago." But she didn't say where.

She still looked at the cat in front of her with embarrassment. After a while, she suddenly said, "I like this cat. Its eyes are very similar to yours."

Turning his head, he looked straight into his eyes.

There was a glimmer of light in Xiao En's clear eyes.He tried hard, moved his eyes away from the empty air, turned his head to look at her, and then quickly looked away.

Queenie didn't mind either, she turned her head and continued to stare at the cat eating canned food.

It looks delicious, eyes narrowed.

Is it delicious?

Queenie stretched out her hand suddenly, took the can from the cat's mouth, and then leaned over by herself.

"Meow!" The cat that had been robbed of its food yelled angrily.

"Don't." Sean didn't expect that she would suddenly grab food from a cat, and seeing her really sticking out her tongue to lick the can, Sean quickly reached out to stop it.

Queenie's big green eyes looked at him innocently.

"This is canned cat food, you can't eat it."

Sean took the can from her seriously, returned it to the cat, and dragged her into the house.

The cat that got the food again yelled at Queenie's back in dissatisfaction.

Queenie turned her head and looked at the fragile little creature, suddenly a red light flashed in her pupils.

Sean, who was about to step out of the balcony, heard the cat behind him suddenly neighing.

He turned around in doubt, only in time to see an afterimage fleeing in panic...

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