love gene defect

The light of reverence in Chu Jiuge's eyes did not fade until he entered the room.He is like a puppy, circling around Ji Zhaoyuan foolishly.

Ji Zhaoyuan had no choice but to press his shoulders to push him on the chair: "Sit down."

Chu Jiuge sat down obediently, then held a pen and paper in his hand, raised his face and asked him: "Can I ask a question?"

When Chu Jiuge pretended to be well-behaved, he looked like a child waiting for dessert in the afternoon, and Ji Zhaoyuan had absolutely nothing to do with him.Ji Zhaoyuan nodded, generously giving him a chance to ask a question: "Ask."

Chu Jiuge stared intently at Ji Zhaoyuan's eyes: "Did you cry then?"

Ji Zhaoyuan was puzzled and frowned at him.

Chu Jiuge grabbed the chair and moved forward eagerly: "It was when you were about to graduate, after everything was destroyed, did you cry?"

Ji Zhaoyuan shook his head: "No."

"That's right, it's not too difficult for you." Chu Jiuge lowered his head, with a reluctantly lively tone, "A genius like you will definitely not have such troubles, everything can be learned as soon as you learn it." of."

"It's not like me..." He said his voice gradually lowered.Thinking of himself who was far behind Ji Zhaoyuan by thousands of miles, he was overwhelmed with frustration.

Ji Zhaoyuan looked at him silently for a moment, moved a chair and sat down beside him.Chu Jiuge felt Ji Zhaoyuan's approach, but he didn't look up, and kept drawing messy curves on the paper with a pen in his hand, just like his current mood.

"Hello." Ji Zhaoyuan touched his shoulder.

Chu Jiuge continued to scribble and ignored him.

Ji Zhaoyuan thought for a while, and called him, "Xiao Chu."

Chu Jiuge was still scribbling without saying a word.

Ji Zhaoyuan pursed his lips, reached out and pressed Chu Jiuge's drawing paper, and called his baby name in a cold voice: "Xiao Jiu."

Chu Jiuge stopped writing and looked up at him, "Why?"

"Crying is useless." Ji Zhaoyuan said in a deep voice, "I only have myself."

Everyone will have times when they are so sad that they want to give up, even Ji Zhaoyuan who is so selfish that he can break off from this world is no exception.In the former Ji Zhaoyuan's view, those suffering experiences that ordinary people talked about as treasures were useless except for his lack of ability.

But now Ji Zhaoyuan, he has one more point of intersection with this world, and his point of intersection seems to be a little sad at this moment.He looked at Chu Jiuge who was lost or didn't even know what he was missing, and he even frankly brought out the past that he was most ashamed to talk about.

"I will too." Ji Zhaoyuan moved his hand a little to the side, and put his cool and dry palm on the back of Chu Jiuge's hand, "When I feel so sad that I want to cry."

It was this kind of strange and undetectable gentleness that belonged to Ji Zhaoyuan again. Chu Jiuge's heart sank a corner, and the sensitivity of his five senses increased tenfold. He wanted to record every word Ji Zhaoyuan said.

Ji Zhaoyuan was like a storyteller on the outside, calmly telling things that made Chu Jiuge want to cry.He said: "People who run long-distance never stop halfway, do you know why?" He didn't wait for Chu Jiuge to answer, and continued: "Because once you stop and feel comfortable resting, there will be Feeling tired, I can’t run anymore.”

"That day, Dr. A and I rushed to the training room at the same time. He sat on the ground crying until he lost his strength, and was carried away by others." Ji Zhaoyuan smiled, and he raised his hand to lightly touch Chu Jiuge's flushed cheeks. The corner of his eyes: "But I dare not." He rubbed his fingertips that were stained with Chu Jiuge's tears, still smiling: "I am afraid that the first tear will fall, and I will no longer have the strength to run forward. "

Ji Zhaoyuan looked at him, Chu Jiuge was very familiar with such eyes, the day they first met, Ji Zhaoyuan looked at the "marijuana flower" on the living room wall like this.

Ji Zhaoyuan himself didn't realize that he had put Chu Jiuge in another category, together with his beloved life science.

Seeing Chu Jiuge being looked at so tenderly and forcefully by him, his heart felt even more inferior.He is actually very envious of those who must reach the place they want to go no matter how far or how difficult it is.He has always been living in the comfort of his parents, he has no goals and does not know how to struggle, he is a person who is so bad that he is completely unworthy of Ji Zhaoyuan.

Chu Jiuge's chest was heaving violently, and his voice trembled and choked: "Since it's so hard, stop! Even if you stop, what can you do! Why do you have to work hard and be a so-called successful person?!"

His sudden outburst surprised Ji Zhaoyuan a little. Ji Zhaoyuan hesitated for two seconds, then slowly put his palm on the top of Chu Jiuge's head, rubbed it once and then again.

Ji Zhaoyuan said: "When I first came into contact with living things, I was shocked by her beauty."

Ji Zhaoyuan did not lie to him.

Asperger's curse engraved in his genes began to come true when Ji Zhaoyuan was eight years old.At that time, Ji Zhaoyuan was born with physical defects. He tried his best to communicate with the world, but he couldn't get a response.At that time, Ji Zhaoyuan was still very soft, he was willing to stammer and shyly get along with everyone, and he was also willing to give desserts that he was reluctant to eat to the fat girl at the next table.But the children were ignorant and cruel. They rejected Ji Zhaoyuan with disgusted eyes and disgusted tone. Even the head teacher didn't like this little boy who was always stiff and dragging the class down when he was doing radio gymnastics.

Ji Zhaoyuan is like a lonely star, other stars are cheering and screaming around the established orbit.

He couldn't make a sound or laugh because no track would accept him.

At that time, Ji Zhaoyuan was so eccentric, so eccentric that his biological father could not tolerate his behavior that was different from ordinary people.The great and gentle Ms. Ji Yang, she divorced her husband without hesitation, then found Ji Zhaoyuan who was hiding behind the curtain, and patiently squatted down to meet her son's eyes.She said, "Baby, you just haven't found your track yet."

Accompanied by his mother, Ji Zhaoyuan went to the hospital for a check-up, accepted that he was an Aspie, and at the same time quietly lost his softness.

Ji Zhaoyuan stood in the empty consulting room of the Department of Psychiatry, listening to the doctor and his mother with a blank expression.He didn't care whether the nagging doctor was talking about the one hundred and one clinical manifestation of Asperger's syndrome or the one thousand and one.He looked at the room boredly, the surrounding walls were painted white, the windows were hidden in the shadow of the tall building in front of him, and the doctor's desk was sharp-edged, everything looked very cold, and then his eyes were suddenly caught by the table. Attracted by a model of .

Two parallel straight lines that seem never to intersect are connected by countless small sticks, and then twisted into an indivisible whole.

The boring DNA structure in the eyes of ordinary people gave Ji Zhaoyuan another colorful and gorgeous world.Phosphate groups find their base groups, they hold hands and form the closest lovers among ribose molecules, they become the heartbeat of a baby, the soft belly of a cat, the cornflower on the cliff, It also became Ji Zhaoyuan's salvation.

Ji Zhaoyuan's world is dazzling, with everything from glowing jellyfish to soaring eagles accompanying him, but none of these beautiful creatures can speak.Later, in Ji Zhaoyuan's world, a small black cloud with vivid colors and fragrance broke in.

It's just that Xiao Wuyun is a little depressed.

"It seems a bit arrogant to say this, but there are some things that are destined to be presented by me. They are like hands pushing me behind me, and I can't stop." Ji Zhaoyuan continued to rub Xiao Wuyun's head, and then said: " This is the responsibility, the responsibility of a scientific researcher. The world is bad and it may not necessarily get better, but it does not prevent me from doing my best."

Ji Zhaoyuan looked at Chu Jiuge who seemed to be gaining something, and asked him with a smile: "For example, what is basketball to you?"

Chu Jiuge scratched his hair, a little embarrassed: "You should ask Qi Wei this question, he will definitely tell you a perfectly sensational answer."

"No." Ji Zhaoyuan shook his head and looked at him firmly, "I'm asking you."

Chu Jiuge's eyes dodged, and he stuttered nervously: "I, I don't know... the coach said I was tall enough to play basketball, so I went to play... Every time I can win without much effort, I feel very relaxed I just hit it... I have never pursued anything, I, I..."

Ji Zhaoyuan pressed his index finger on his lips, stopping his next self-deprecating words.

"Little Jiu," Ji Zhaoyuan stood up, and stretched out an encouraging hand to Chu Jiuge against the light, "I'll take you to watch a real basketball game."