love gene defect

Ji Zhaoyuan cleaned his delicate cast-iron pot in a tedious manner. The hot water was not enough to wash it, and it was covered with a layer of shiny oil film. Chu Jiuge leaned against the kitchen door, a little dumbfounded.

He pointed to the dishes piled aside, and asked Ji Zhaoyuan, "Aren't these dishes washed?"

"Wash." Ji Zhaoyuan turned sideways and handed him the dishcloth, "You come."

Chu Jiuge didn't want to touch it, so he took a step back, "Anyway, your hands are already wet, why don't you wash the rest together?"

Ji Zhaoyuan shook his head: "I washed the pot alone because I was afraid you would damage it. It's very expensive." He squeezed some hand sanitizer into the palm of his hand, rubbed it into foam, and applied it evenly on each finger: "I do You can't eat the rice for nothing."

He washed it very carefully, his long and slender fingers bent, crossed and stretched in the water, his nails were neatly manicured and round, with small crescent moons wrapped in a light pink color, and he had beautiful hands.The strange thing is that just looking at it like this, Chu Jiuge felt that those hands seemed to have touched a secret switch in his heart, which made the time slow and long.He forgot to refute for a while, and obediently responded, "...OK."

It was Chu Jiuge's first time doing housework at such a young age, and the result was not bad-not to mention whether it was washed or not, at least none of them were broken.He snapped his fingers, a little smug, and called Ji Zhaoyuan to come and see: "Full marks!"

Ji Zhaoyuan glanced at him, didn't respond, and went upstairs.

He took half a day off to pick up Chu Jiuge, and he had another meal, and it was already past one o'clock at noon.

Ji Zhaoyuan took two documents, and left a spare key and a note for Chu Jiuge: "The room on the right hand side on the second floor is the guest room. The Wi-Fi password is written on the paper. You can settle the dinner yourself."

Chu Jiuge sat on the plane for [-] hours, and now he was a little sleepy, so he nodded and watched Ji Zhaoyuan go out.According to what Ji Zhaoyuan said, he found the guest room and moved his luggage in.

There is a cartoon desk lamp by the bed, the lampshade is in the shape of a watermelon peel, and the curtains are still pink, printed with lace.Chu Jiuge looked at the bed, which was obviously one size smaller, and couldn't help but laugh.If I didn't guess wrong, this should be Ji Xigua's room.

But he was too sleepy, and he didn't care too much, so he changed into his pajamas and lay down on the bed.

The smell of washing powder and sunlight remained on the bed sheet, it seemed that it was just changed... When Ji Zhaoyuan came back, I had to talk to him, the bed was so small that it looked like a play, with half of the legs exposed and no place to put it ...and...he muttered in his mouth, but his eyelids became more and more heavy...

Soon he became silent, his nostrils fluttered slightly, his breathing was short and then long, apparently falling asleep.

When Chu Jiuge opened his eyes again, Hongxia had already poured in from the window, reflecting a slanting dark red shadow, and he was enveloped in it.

When I just woke up, my mind was inevitably groggy.Chu Jiuge rubbed his eyes, standing at the window in a daze.The sky is very beautiful, the clouds and the sunset are all blended together, it seems real and unreal, which made him feel a little crazy for a while.It wasn't until his stomach gurgled several times that he came back to his senses, his expression suddenly collapsed, with a childish grievance.

The domestic takeaway software is far from quenching his thirst, and letting him cook by himself is better than jumping off the second floor. Chu Jiuge sighed, feeling a sense of sadness at the end of a hero. He felt that he might really be This is the end of my life.

He leaned against the window with his chin propped on one hand, and idly put the key ring on his index finger and twirled it.

Three cars drove over in a row in the distance, and two of them turned into the small road where Ji Zhaoyuan's house was located, and stopped at the intersection and in front of the house next to Ji Zhaoyuan's house respectively.An old lady got out of the car a little farther away, holding two big paper bags of ingredients, and an old man with inconvenient legs came out of the house, followed by a dachshund. They kissed and went back to the house.Another car was close, and as soon as the door opened, three girls could be heard chatting in Chinese.

Chu Jiuge laughed, leaned out half of his body, and whistled at them: "Hi!"

He chatted with them a few words, alluding to his lost dinner.He smiled a bit, and blinked his right eye. The shy girl with shawl hair blushed on the spot, and whispered that she didn't mind and came over to eat.

Chu Jiuge was in such a good mood that his footsteps fluttered, and he even blew a kiss to the "marijuana flower" on the wall before going out.

With a "snap", a stack of documents fell on Ji Zhaoyuan's desk, he put down his pen, rubbed the small hole on the bridge of his nose that was pressed by the glasses, and looked at the visitor with some headache.

Lin Yu, who works in the office next door, is known as the "Biology Socialite", and specializes in marine biology.

The relationship with Lin Yu can be traced back to high school.At that time, Ji Zhaoyuan's situation was much more serious than it is now. He was taciturn and only concentrated on his own field of interest, completely unwilling to have any intersection with this world.He always walks alone, and when looking at people, he directly glances over them from the corner of his eyes, and he likes to ignore them.After a long time, it is inevitable to be squeezed out and bullied.Fortunately, he is tall and has learned Taekwondo, otherwise it would be difficult to say whether he would be able to graduate with full tail.

Contrary to Ji Zhaoyuan, Lin Yu is fair and delicate, with a soft personality, a typical Asian boy.When he was cornered by those white teenagers who advocated violence, he didn't dare to do anything except trembling and mixing tears and snot all over his face in embarrassment.

Perhaps it was out of fellowship, or maybe it was because he couldn't get used to bullying, Ji Zhaoyuan saved the poor little Lin Yu.Unexpectedly, Lin Yu is also a master who can pretend to be powerful.With the support of others, "Jiaohua" transformed into a "cannibal flower" and learned to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger without a teacher.Under the banner of Ji Zhaoyuan, Lin Yu ran amok all the way from high school to university.

At the same time, Lin Yu is also one of Ji Zhaoyuan's few friends.

"Here, the SAT information you want, and the contact information of the language class." Lin Yu handed him a business card and sat up on the table, "I remember that Reily is still young, and besides, she is a native American, What kind of language class do you take... Do you have relatives at home who want to use it?" He said and shook his head, "You are not such a troublesome person, what's the matter? Is there a situation?"

Ji Zhaoyuan was a little helpless, and waited until he had finished asking and answering himself before explaining: "My mother sent a little friend to teach him how to use it."

"How old are you and I asked you to teach it yourself? Are you planning to go to Harvard or Princeton?" Lin Yu leaned closer to him, staring into his eyes, "Tell me first whether it's a man or a woman?"

"A grown man." Ji Zhaoyuan avoided his gaze, looked down at his watch, it was almost 23 o'clock.He simply put away his things, stood up, and said, "I'm leaving."

"It's so early?!" Lin Yu pulled him with a surprised expression, "You're weird today..."

"How could contradictory descriptive nouns like 'children' and 'adult men' come out of your mouth... and you obviously accepted eye contact with me, but when you answered me just now, your eyes obviously dodged ..." He jumped off the table, looked Ji Zhaoyuan up and down: "Weller, what happened?"

"There is someone at home, I'm afraid he will ruin my kitchen."

Before Lin Yu could react, Ji Zhaoyuan had already left without looking back.

Ji Zhaoyuan pressed the elevator and watched the numbers jump up in sequence, gradually approaching his floor.

The corridor is very quiet, occasionally you can see a few figures running past holding documents in a hurry.The entire Barrows building is bright as day, and everyone is busy with their duties.No wonder Lin Yu was surprised, it was indeed too early to go home at this time, especially for Ji Zhaoyuan.

One of the diagnostic criteria for Aspie is the presence of a marked rigidity to specific, nonfunctional stereotyped activities and rituals.Lunch time does not exceed one hour, a half bowl of rice is stewed regularly, and he leaves work on time at 24 o'clock. These are the normal life of Ji Zhaoyuan, but they are completely broken in one day.

For ordinary people, some unexpected episodes in life are really normal.But Ji Zhaoyuan can't.To be precise, it is very dangerous, and any deviation from the established track may cause Aspie's anxiety.

Suddenly the elevator door opened with a "ding", and Ji Zhaoyuan walked into the cold metal box, his mouth pursed into a straight line.

Dr. Adam said that when there is unbearable chaos in life, a sense of order can be re-established through logical writing.

Ji Zhaoyuan hesitated for two seconds, and sent a text message to Dr. Adam:

【1. I spontaneously ended work early, and my motives are unknown, which confuses me.

2. One guy said he didn't think it mattered whether I had Asperger's or not, based on the fact that he was thick-skinned and chatty and wouldn't stand in the cold.I have very strange indescribable feelings inside of me, and I'm not sure why.I guess it's because he's ignorant, but I can't say, it's the concealment that makes me uncomfortable.You said that when someone communicates with me with obvious compliments or kind words, I should keep silent and not answer.Although I still don't understand why they do this, after all, their words are always full of loopholes, but I will follow the doctor's advice. 】

Dr. Adam came back quickly. He didn't answer Ji Zhaoyuan's question, but said: 【Weller, you forgot again.As I told you before, you need to describe to me the people you meet, their appearance, personality, and dress, the more detailed the better. 】

Ji Zhaoyuan thought for a while, and opened a photo his mother sent earlier.Although his mother's request was part of the reason, if he hadn't seen that blinding smile, how could he have obsessively agreed to let a boy he had never met live in his home, not to mention spending energy to help him make up lessons.

Chu Jiuge on the screen should have just finished playing basketball.The blue jersey was mostly wet, and the wheat-colored skin seemed to be shining in the sun.He smiled very nicely, his eyes were half-closed like a little leopard who only had enough to eat and drink, and his mouth was half-closed and half-curled up.

Ji Zhaoyuan rubbed Chu Jiuge's small pear dimple with his fingertips, and after organizing his words for a long time, he still didn't know how to meet Dr. Adam's request.He sighed and started typing.

[IQ is not high, loves to laugh, and smells of California sunshine and oranges. 】

As soon as this article was sent, he seemed to think of something again, and clicked on the sending interface again.

[Also, he is very good-looking. 】