special stargazing

It was only half a class, and the chick who had been with them for less than 24 hours was still found.

"Hey, I also said that after class, let's put it up the corridor and run away..." Gu Qunshan turned around muttering, "Brother Lu?"

Lu Jianxing didn't speak, his eyes were quite scary.

He wanted to yell and struggled to unzip his school uniform, shivering from the cold.He didn't regret bringing the chick to the classroom, and at the same time he couldn't figure out the causal relationship between them. He began to think that if the chick didn't meet everyone, it wouldn't feel scared and wouldn't scream. Its cry reveals itself.

The more Lu Jianxing thought about it, the angrier he became, and he came to the conclusion: this chicken also has autism.

"Lu Jianxing, take it out and put it in the office first." Ji Chuan said, and glanced at Sheng Yexing, as if asking for instruction, "It is not allowed to bring animals to class in the classroom. Your deskmate should also be very clear .”

No need to guess, this chicken must have been bought by Sheng Yexing.

For Lu Jianxing, the originally soft cotton wool sweater can become extremely rough in an instant, even the sound of the wind blowing through the treetops enters his ears, and it will sound like a train whistling in a tunnel—he even He was afraid of the sudden approaching sound of breathing, which made him feel harsher than the noise of nails grinding against the blackboard.

Teacher Ji Chuan spoke too fast.

Lu Jianxing looked at Sheng Yexing, his eyes turned red, and he didn't say a word.What Ji Chuan said just now sounded like gibberish to him, and he couldn't understand a single word.

"Put the chicken in the office first."

Sheng Yexing glanced at Ji Chuan, and began to repeat to Lu Jianxing, "After school, let's go get it. Is that okay?"

Everyone waited patiently for a while, but did not wait for Lu Jianxing's answer.

When looking at things up close, Lu Jianxing tilted his head.

He was staring at Sheng Yexing now, and Sheng Yexing suddenly felt that he looked a little cute.

Lu Jianxing didn't react well, he just rubbed his eyes, Sheng Yexing grabbed his hand and said in a low voice, "Don't rub it. I rubbed it too many times today."

Leaning close to Lu Jianxing's ear, Sheng Yexing's voice is small enough that only two people can hear it, but no matter how soft it is, this kind of sound is like firecrackers exploding in the ears of Lu Jianxing, who is now highly sensitive open.He let out a cry of surprise and hid back, but his hands were tightly grasping the hem of Sheng Yexing's school uniform, and a sound similar to "gurgling" came out of his throat.

"Seeing the stars on the road?" Sheng Yexing called him.

Lu Jianxing raised his eyelids, moved his lips, and said, "Boil the water."

Still unable to synchronize with Lu Jianxing's thinking mode, Sheng Yexing asked subconsciously: "Huh?"

"Open, ah-"

He put his school uniform on his head, leaned on the table and shrugged his shoulders, and let out a long and sharp scream from his throat, as if he was stimulated by something, Sheng Yexing's heart trembled, and he quickly reached out to grab his shoulder: "Lu ..."

"Don't touch him yet!" Ji Chuan hurriedly went to the podium to take down his phone, "Yexing, look at him, your homeroom teacher sent me one before, one... said it was sensory overload..."

"Don't notify the head teacher yet."

After Sheng Yexing finished speaking, his hands were hanging in the air, and his elbows were pressed against Lu Jianxing's back. He couldn't touch it, and it didn't matter if he didn't touch it. He had to lightly tap the back of Lu Jianxing's neck with his fingertips.

Click once, and Lu Jianxing will shake once.

After tapping twice, Lu Jianxing made another sound similar to the wailing of a small animal.

Some of the students were discussing, and the whispering voice was unavoidably harsh when most people were silent. Lu Jianxing's arms and shoulders shrunk tighter and tighter, and a black earplug the size of a fingernail suddenly fell out of his right ear.

Wearing earplugs to school all the time?

The discussion in the classroom became louder and louder, Sheng Yexing picked up the earplugs and wrapped them in a tissue, and shouted into the classroom: "Everyone be quiet!"

At the same time, the stool next to the desk was kicked upside down, Sheng Yexing lost his mind watching it.

He doesn't even remember kicking the stool—

Why can't I control it.

The students behaved a little abnormally, and Ji Chuan got used to it. After observing, he decided to go to the office and ask Tang Han to come and take a look.

Tang Han's office is very close to the classroom. He answered the phone and came with a small box full of tissues.

First, she patiently told Lu Jianxing about the usefulness of the small box for containing chicken cubs, and then she gently stroked his back with her hand, trying to calm him down, regardless of how Lu Jianxing was trembling.Tang Han's expression was natural, without pity or sadness, he just regarded Lu Jianxing's occasional seizures as a normal thing like three meals a day, so when Lu Jianxing looked up, he met the teacher's calm and gentle expression.

Sheng Yexing had learned something.

First of all, you have to be calm enough, not flustered.

Before going to the office, Tang Han threw two sand-filled weight bags to some classmates in the class, saying that they need some effective treatment recently, and they have to put the weight bags on their thighs after class, and she will adjust the monitoring and inspection.

"Ah..." Gu Qunshan muttered softly, pushing the sandbags with his knees, and recalled the difficult years when he was tied to the stool.

"Use it." Sheng Yexing glanced at him.

office.

It has been two hours since he was brought back from the classroom. Lu Jianxing has been drinking juice the whole time, one cup after another non-stop, sometimes holding a mouthful in his mouth without swallowing it for a long time, staring at Tang Han with the end of his eyes raised, The corners of his lips curled into a smile.

In addition to the sense of touch, smell, etc. that people often talk about, there are five other senses in the human body, which are the sense of balance, proprioception and direction, and the sense of spatial movement of human limbs.There are also differences in pain perception, sense of time, and sensitivity to temperature.

These feelings in Lu Jianxing's body are contradictory, and some are highly sensitive. For example, if you touch him with a wet tissue, he will be stimulated by the cold and cry bitterly.

Sometimes he is slow to respond, calling his name dozens of times without any response.

Finally, when Tang Han No. 13 called out the words "Lu Jian Xing", he had some reaction.

"What's the matter recently, see the stars? Last week's assessment interview was very good, why did you hand in a blank paper in the written test?" Tang Han avoided what happened today, and didn't plan to mention it again, "Don't you want to write? It's better to hold the pen Comfortable?"

Lu Jianxing bowed his head and began to play with the enamel cups and bowls with two big red characters of "Shi Er" printed on them, and said, "All, no."

"Speech therapy is still the most important part of your intervention." Tang Han said, "Try to slow down when communicating, which will also help his emotional stability."

Lu Jianxing nodded.

Then I have to speak slowly, which is good for both of us.

"Slow, slow, talk."

Lu Jianxing's irritability gradually disappeared, and he no longer yelled angrily, but just said: "This, so."

"Yes, try to speak slowly...speak clearly." Tang Han handed over a handful of dyed beans, Lu Jianxing's palm was itchy, and he couldn't help smiling.

Seeing him smile, Tang Han felt at ease, and said, "Jian Xing, your sensory input still needs time to get used to... These things can be carried in the pocket of the school uniform, and you can touch them from time to time every day."

Lu Jianxing paused for almost a minute before saying, "Okay."

Tang Han said, "Like closed spaces?"

Lu Jianxing nodded.

"It's not impossible to drill into the closet... Tomorrow the teacher will send you a bedding and pillows to cushion you a little softer. Do you like the bed curtain of Sheng Yexing? It can block out the light. The school was short of this a while ago, and the supplier has to delay it In a few days, after the new year is over, I will go to give you a rest." After Tang Han finished speaking, he asked for his consent.

After listening, Lu Jianxing's eyes lit up.

"Also, animals are not allowed in the dormitory, see the stars." Tang Han took a sip of coffee, "If you like small animals, we have classes for you to get in touch with animals."

His eyes moved to the small box on the desk, where the yellow and fluffy chick was poking its butt and drying its legs.He just watched without moving. After a long time, he said in a low voice: "Mine."

"You bought it yourself?"

"..."

Lu Jianxing weighed one or two, and decided not to betray Sheng Yexing.But as soon as he was distracted, Tang Han immediately noticed something was wrong.

Without saying anything to Lu Jianxing, Tang Han suppressed a smile, completely imagining Sheng Yexing going to buy chicks.She first called Lu Jianxing to help her send the documents to the printing room, and then told Lu Jianxing that she could go back to the classroom now.

Lu Jianxing turned around and left the office, almost bumping his head against Sheng Yexing's chest.

Sheng Yexing: "Aren't you watching the road?"

Lu Jianxing: "..."

Tang Han was drinking water directly in the office, and when he saw Sheng Yexing "bumping the gun" by himself, he called him in for a chat.

Seeing Lu Jianxing return to the classroom with his own eyes, Sheng Yexing was relieved and returned to the office. He knocked on the door carelessly, stepped on the stainless steel door frame with one foot, and quickly chewed the mint in his mouth and swallowed it.

A sweet and greasy taste persisted in the mouth.

Tang Han smiled and said, "Are you confused today?"

"I'm stunned. If I hadn't heard it with my own ears, I wouldn't have believed that Lu Jianxing could scream at such a high decibel."

Today Lu Jianxing not only yelled, but was also extremely irritable, swaying from side to side, without saying a word, the sleeves of his school uniform were torn into a mess by himself, and all wrinkled.

"Going to school is actually quite painful for him. On the surface, he is withdrawn and aggressive, but because he is afraid of being hurt." Tang Han said, "You stand next to him and press the lighter once, and the 'click' sound will shock him. As a result, the brain circulates for a whole day, and then there are sparks in front of his eyes all day. Occasionally hallucinations occur, and he will feel that he is suspended."

Sheng Yexing was stunned for a long time, and said, "My negligence."

Tang Han patted him on the shoulder and said with emotion: "This has nothing to do with you, Ye Xing. You are also a child, and you have the right to arrange your own life. We are really surprised that you can get along with Lu Jianxing now. "

"Teacher, I have another question."

"You said."

"Why doesn't he wear pants to sleep? A while ago, Li Dingxi asked him to wear them because he was afraid he would catch a cold. He didn't wear them anyway. If Li Dingxi didn't stop him, Lu Jianxing would have taken off his underwear."

Sheng Yexing asked while spurning himself in his heart: What kind of bad line is this?

"Sensitive to the touch. He is eager to wear shorts all year round. The less fabric touches him, the better."

Back in the classroom, Lu Jianxing had already gone to help Tang Han deliver the materials for the second time.

Sheng Yexing approached Ji Chuan to repost the blog post about "sensory overload". He dragged out the desks and chairs and placed them in the middle of the classroom during get out of class time. He bit the filter and prepared for Gu Qunshan to start copying.

"Boss, you still smoke in the classroom..."

"Not lit," Sheng Yexing glanced at him, "Why, do you want to smoke a lit one?"

"No, no, that's not what it means. I mean, sensory overload...meaning it will be uncomfortable?" Gu Qunshan came over with a book.

"It should be." Sheng Yexing took the book and turned the pages, urging, "Hurry up and get a notebook, I tell you to memorize it."

Gu Qunshan threw the draft book over, Sheng Yexing handed him a pen, and whispered according to the contents of the book: "When he loses his balance or sense of direction... No, how do I know if he has lost it?"

Gu Qunshan: "I didn't stand still and fell? Didn't Li Dingxi say that he always fell?"

Sheng Yexing: "Li Dingxi."

Li Dingxi, who was ordered to kill, quickly turned his head and pretended to write, waiting for Sheng Yexing to kick the stool, muttering: "That's what it is. I won't talk nonsense next time..."

"Second, the skin is red or suddenly pale." Sheng Yexing read, and stopped again.

The little autistic face has always been quite white.

But blushing, how to distinguish between shyness and sensory discomfort?

Forget it and continue watching.

"Three, persistent refusal to move, rapid heartbeat or sudden drop in pulse. Fourth, hysterical crying, upset stomach, nausea and vomiting."

Sheng Yexing was reading, and raised his eyes to look at Gu Qunshan, who remembered the tip of his pen flying, "Anxious and angry. Huh? He's so seldom angry."

"I feel like my brother Lu is secretly angry, just waiting to explode."

"Six, start parroting or saying some familiar but irrelevant words. This really... often imitates my speech." Sheng Yexing thought of Lu Jianxing repeating sentences in a daze, and felt a little uncomfortable.

Before, I thought that Lu Jianxing was acting cute and dazed, but I didn't expect it to be a manifestation of being soaked in "overload".

"There is the last one, it is not sensitive to temperature, even if it is cold, you have to check the heat preservation..."

After Sheng Yexing finished reading with squinted eyes, Gu Qunshan began to laugh: "Damn it, boss, are you going to be someone's mother or a partner?"

Hold.

Sheng Yexing glanced at him, said nothing, and smiled.

Give him a boyfriend.