Zhuma has autism

Chapter 352 Happy Birthday
After skillfully pouring the milk, he went to the kitchen to bring his own breakfast, climbed neatly onto his chair, and began to eat breakfast silently.

The two of them didn't have a single conversation during the whole process, and they seemed to have done this kind of thing countless times in a tacit understanding.

He has indeed done it countless times, so many that he can't count.

The boy's beautiful eyebrows and eyes secretly glanced at the position next to his father, and his eyes were a little more lonely.

There was still a breakfast in that empty seat, and it had been like this every day since he could remember.

He knows that he is different from other children. He only has a father who doesn't like to talk. He doesn't know where his mother is.

He had never seen his mother, and he didn't know what she looked like. His father was so stingy that he didn't even show him the photos.

However, he secretly saw that in his father's bedroom, there were many photos of his mother, so beautiful that he wanted to touch them, but what he got was that his father ruthlessly drove them away.

Dad never let him see Mom, not even a single glance.

No matter how obedient and obedient he is, he is still not good.

The man ate very fast, the little boy didn't dare to think about it any more, and stuffed something into his mouth quickly, so that he could keep up with his speed.

He is so young, so sensible, it makes people feel distressed.

But his father happened to be Shi Yuzhou, a man who was indifferent to the point of flesh and blood, how could such a person raise a lively son.

After eating, before Shi Yuzhou went out, he looked at his son in front of him, his eyes flickering slightly.

"Nianqing..." A magnetic voice sounded, and the man suddenly knelt down and looked at him.

The silver-white hair was meticulously taken care of, and there was even a hint of coolness on that extremely indifferent face.

The boy stared at him intently with his eyes wide open, and softly called out, "Daddy."

The voice is immature, crisp and terrific.

Dad remembers his birthday, dad is so gentle today...

When Shi Yuzhou looked at the immature face in front of him that was exactly the same as his own, a trace of sadness appeared in the depths of his eyes.

He looks too much like Ye Qing, especially these eyes, clear and beautiful... Every time I see him, I will think of Ye Qing crazily.

That's why he was so indifferent to his son, and he didn't dare to see him, because he was afraid that he couldn't control his disturbed heart.

Stretching out his hand to hug the son in front of him into his arms, he really felt the little body in his arms was a little stiff.

Dad is... so weird today.

"Happy birthday... Nian Nian..." A shallow voice fell beside his small ears.

Just before the boy responded, Shi Yuzhou suddenly let go of him, and then opened the door and went out without looking back.

The little figure standing there was stunned for a moment, then touched his little flushed face, the corners of his mouth slightly raised in a nice arc.

He picked up his small schoolbag from the sofa and went to school.

……

In a villa in another area.

The lights were brightly lit, illuminating the entire villa, and it was as gorgeous as if some kind of feast was being held.

Countless children gathered in the living room, laughing and playing, it was a completely different world from the cold atmosphere in the apartment before.

"Jing Li!" The man was wearing a well-tailored suit, with an evil smile on his lips, and walked down the spiral stairs slowly.

Hearing his shout in the living room, there was a moment of silence, and the eyes of the children all converged in that direction, with unstoppable envy in their eyes.

"Father!" A small figure nimbly shuttled among the crowd, and rushed straight towards the man.

The smile on the man's face deepened, and he reached out to catch his small body and lifted it up.

Milky laughter instantly resounded throughout the hall.

(End of this chapter)