The Emperor’s Favorite Wife is a Little Sweet

   Chapter 891 Unable to give up on him

   "What about your dad?" He Ning asked again.

   The little thing continued to shake his head, it's enough to have a young lady, what's more than a father?

He Ning stared at him distressedly. She had heard from Dr. Fang that there is a kind of child born with autism, who doesn't speak, doesn't communicate with anyone, doesn't contact the outside world, and lives completely in his own inner world. inside.

   There are some of them, and there are many obstacles, life cannot take care of itself.

   But there are some, not only are they similar to ordinary people, they can take care of their own lives, but they are also geniuses among geniuses. The only difference is that they are too withdrawn.

   No matter how she looked at it, she felt that this little thing was the latter.

   He Ning was too lazy to think about who his mother was, but just thought he was too pitiful, and instinctively wanted to take care of him.

   She said softly, "I'm going to the kitchen to cook something, will you accompany me?"

  The little thing nodded immediately, and after going to the kitchen, sat obediently and waited.

  He Ning opened the huge refrigerator - could not help but be dumbfounded, there was only one egg, two greens, a small handful of noodles, and a carton of milk.

  Since you don't put anything, why buy such a big refrigerator?

   She quickly made a bowl of noodles for the little thing, poured a glass of milk, and said apologetically: "I'm sorry, there are only these things, you will eat some, next time I will make something delicious for you."

   The little thing looked at the things in the bowl, his eyes lit up, and he picked up the chopsticks obediently.

   Not to mention chopsticks are still very good.

   After a while, there was not even a mouthful of soup and noodles left in the bowl, and the milk was bottomed out.

   It seems that the little thing is quite satisfied with her cooking skills.

   After He Ning took a nap with him, seeing that it was almost time, he went out the window and drove home.

  …

   Miyazawa reported to Shen Jingyu worriedly.

   "The young master didn't eat the lunch delivered today, and he took an unprecedented nap. And... I bought him new clothes that were exactly the same as what he wore, and he wouldn't change them."

   Shen Jingyu pinched his brows, indicating that he knew, and let him go out first.

  When I got home in the evening, Shen Jingyu walked in and saw his son, holding a carrot, fooling around in the pile of dolls.

   The clothes and food sent by Miyazawa were completely placed aside, and there was no trace of movement.

   "Lele, why didn't you eat?" Shen Jingyu asked.

   Lele still held the carrot, didn't say anything, didn't do anything.

   "I know you can understand, what's going on?" Shen Jingyu asked.

   Since he picked up Lele, Lele has hardly spoken.

   Before he was very young, Shen Jingyu was not reluctant, but as he grew older, his autism increased day by day.

  No one can do it.

  At one point, Shen Jingyu planned to send him to an orphanage or hospital. He was really not suitable for carrying such a child, and he had no confidence in taking care of such a child.

   However, every time he looked into his eyes, Shen Jingyu always felt that he couldn't let go of him.

   Lele still didn't answer.

  Shen Jingyu stood up, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he had already discovered the abnormality at home.

   He got up and looked around and found out what was wrong.

  The window was moved, although the person was very careful not to leave any signs, but how could it be hidden from Shen Jingyu's eyes?

   Although the kitchen is clean, there are traces of someone cooking.

   (end of this chapter)