Quick wear: the beauty of flirting is forced to have deep difficulties

Chapter 112: Autism x Autism
Wen Zhiyi arrived at the door of the villa according to the address. She put away her mobile phone and knocked lightly on the door.

She opened it almost as soon as she knocked, as if the master had been at the door all along.

Wen Zhiyi was startled, but a warm smile soon appeared on his face: "Hello, Mr. Qin, I am Wen Zhiyi, the home organizer sent by Perfect House, and I will..."

Wen Zhiyi got stuck in the middle of her sentence before she finished speaking. She looked at the face in front of her that was so familiar that she even saw it in a dream this morning, and the smile on her face froze.

Qin Zhou is wearing home clothes. He has lost his youthful innocence, but perhaps because of his autism, he still has a sense of innocence and fragility that makes people feel soft.

Only those who have been in contact with him know how cold and cruel his soft and harmless appearance hides.

He looked at Wen Zhiyi very intently, and then softly said under Wen Zhiyi's complicated gaze: "Little Moon."

After saying these three words, he even smiled softly, with a pure and clean smile, and looked at Wen Zhiyi with a gentle and innocent expression.

If Qin Zhou's parents and classmates saw his current appearance, they would definitely be shocked.

Qin Zhou has autism, and he is fair to everyone. He can't stand being close to people, can't stand getting too close to people, and can't establish any stable social relationship with people.

These will make him very anxious.

But now he is standing in front of Wen Zhiyi, with curved eyebrows, like an ordinary person, calling the person in front of him, Little Moon, with a hoarse and pleasant voice.

Wen Zhiyi and Qinzhou's three-year high school classmate naturally knew what kind of "honor" she had enjoyed, but she couldn't laugh at all.

She just stood there quietly, looking coldly at the man in front of her who was smiling softly and harmlessly at her,

It stands to reason that it is difficult for Qin Zhou to feel other people's emotions, but at this moment, looking at Wen Zhiyi's indifferent and speechless appearance, he seems to have noticed something, and the smile on his face gradually eased.

His eyes showed the same confusion and innocence as five years ago, as if he was asking why Wen Zhiyi ignored him.

He didn't understand, but felt flustered, and repeated in a low voice: "Little Moon."

Facing his familiar and gentle address, Wen Zhiyi tightly pursed his lips, without saying a word.

Qin Zhou suddenly became at a loss, he turned sideways to let Wen Zhiyi in, but Wen Zhiyi just stood there motionless.

Qin Zhou has taken the initiative to receive a lot of treatment over the years, and he is no longer as dull as he was five years ago. He tentatively asked, "Are you unhappy?"

In his eyes, Wen Zhiyi hasn't changed at all, she is still incredibly beautiful and vivid. Qin Zhou hasn't seen her for five years, and he misses her very much.

Wen Zhiyi still didn't speak, and Qin Zhou felt flustered in his heart.

"Why are you not happy?"

He seldom speaks, and his language is stagnant, but fortunately he doesn't stutter anymore.

He has changed a lot, and he is no longer the autistic stuttering boy who sits in the last row of the classroom and is lonely and world-weary.

His eyes were clear and clean, and he looked at Wen Zhiyi quietly and obediently, as if all the dirt in the world had nothing to do with him.

What he said also revealed a clean and innocent ignorance of the world.

Wen Zhiyi listened to his voice, looked at his expression, but felt an indescribable sense of absurdity in her heart.

She stared closely at Qin Zhou's gentle and concerned eyes, as if she had returned to the afternoon when she was pointed out by her husband five years ago, and anger and unwillingness swept over her little by little.

She looked at the pampered Qin Zhou, and said coldly, "Because of you, Qin Zhou."

"Why do you still have the face to appear in front of me?"

(End of this chapter)