my autistic boyfriend

Chapter 41 Couple relationship
Behind the Xingle Welfare Institute is the Tang Corporation, a large consortium, which has built two new dormitory buildings on the original land in recent years.Conditions have improved a lot.

The circular old brick building from 30 years ago is still there, and it is for some teenagers who are old like Qi Lin and are no longer suitable to open the shop with other young children.

The yard was bright in spring, but as soon as I entered the old building, I felt that the sky was getting darker.Most of the rooms are empty, or the doors are closed. It is conceivable that the only area where the children played many years ago is this long corridor and small patio.There is no hope in it, no enthusiasm, and it brings a deep sense of powerlessness.

Dean Zhang personally took them to Qi Lin's room. The door was unlocked, and it was less than ten square meters inside and out, but it didn't look crowded because of the lack of furniture.

A bed, a set of old wooden tables and chairs, plus a simple cloth wardrobe are all the room.

"Don't think that Qi Lin's IQ is not high, and he doesn't like to talk. But his room is always clean and tidy, so that the auntie of the nursery will not be distracted." President Zhang thought of the tragic death of Qi Lin, and he couldn't bear it. Can't help sighing.

"Thank you, Dean Zhang. I will stay here with Officer Sheng for a while. You go and do your work first." Yan Zheng sent Zhang Liqun away.

"Didn't you say you have something to give to me? Where is it?"

Yan Zheng scanned the room and opened the desk drawer.Inside was an old photograph torn in half, of a little girl in a white gauze dress.

"Do you know the girl in the photo?" Yan Zheng combined the two halves of the photo and handed it to Sheng Zhaoxi.

She took the half photo of the upper body and looked at it carefully. "It's Feng Xue'er. She has a mole on the left side of her eyebrow. I've seen pictures of her before. Although she was a little baby fat when she was young, her facial features can still be seen."

"Why does Qi Lin have photos of her when she was a child?" Yan Zheng asked Sheng Zhaoxi's question.

Judging from the age, this photo is the kind of old photo that was pressed in the old photo album at home, and it will not be taken out for no special reason.But Feng Xueer took it out and gave it to Qi Lin. "A girl is willing to give a boy a picture of herself when she was a child. The relationship must be very deep."

It stands to reason that this photo of Qi Lin should be the most precious, why would he tear it in half and throw it in the drawer?
"The last time I came to the orphanage, I accidentally saw Qi Lin sitting on the steps looking at this photo. He treasures this photo very much. If he didn't tear it up, who would it be?"

A light flashed in Sheng Zhaoxi's mind. "It's Feng Xueer!"

She brushed her fingers over the desk, and the wooden tables and chairs were easy to collect dust.It has been a month since Qi Lin was killed, but there is not a trace of dust on the table and chairs.According to Dean Zhang, Qi Lin has always been self-disciplined, and the childcare worker auntie will not come in to clean.

That means someone has lived in this room recently!That person was most likely Feng Xueer.

In an old building of an orphanage that no one paid attention to, in a victim's room, no one would have thought that she would hide here.

When Sheng Zhaoxi stroked the desk, his fingertips felt uneven.She leaned down to examine it carefully, only to see that it was a series of nicks, because they overlapped with the grain of the wood and were very secretive.

29 traces, what is the meaning of these notches?

"Dating?"

"what?"

"Maybe it's the number of dates they meet, maybe the number of times they meet? Autistic patients live in their own world, and they don't perceive anything that they are not interested in. Qi Lin chose to carve it on the table with a knife, it should be It's a number that means a lot to him."

Sheng Zhaoxi suddenly realized, just like a girl would circle important dates on the calendar.Autistic people like Qilin also have a way of documenting their lives.

"They are lovers!" Sheng Zhaoxi made a bold guess.

Although it is unbelievable, an autistic patient with an IQ lower than 10 years old in an orphanage and a good-looking college entrance examination broadcasting art student.

From the outside world, two completely parallel lines appear to be entangled at the root of their origin.

Sheng Zhaoxi's eyes were shining brightly, like the excitement of solving a difficult problem.

Seeing her satisfied appearance, Yan Zheng pursed his lips and smiled without saying a word.

Little Sun is still very smart, he can understand everything.

(End of this chapter)