love gene defect

Chu Jiuge sat at the dining table, a little listless.He slept from the time Ji Zhaoyuan went out until the sun set, and spent half a day having a long and complicated dream.He slept for too long, but felt more sleepy.He rested his chin on the table, his eyes followed Ji Zhaoyuan's movement.

Dinner was steamed oysters, pan-fried salmon, broccoli with garlic, and Chu Jiuge's "Quiet Eating Soup" that he was thinking of.

The stomach was gently comforted by the food, and Chu Jiuge was resurrected with blood.He bit the tip of his chopsticks, and said vaguely: "Thank you for saving my life, and not telling my parents about my going to the police station."

Ji Zhaoyuan raised his eyelids, and said flatly: "Dr. Adam once handled a case where his son secretly took drugs and refused to mend his ways despite repeated admonitions. The mother committed suicide when she couldn't bear it."

"Ah?" Chu Jiuge didn't understand, with a "what the hell" expression on his face.

Ji Zhaoyuan said, "I'm saving your parents."

Fuck... Chu Jiuge cursed inwardly, not knowing whether to cry or laugh, "Then I will thank you for both of us."

"Well," Ji Zhaoyuan agreed, "it should be." After he finished speaking, he put the tableware away and went upstairs with his computer bag to process the data.Because of Chu Jiuge, he has now been forced to get used to leaving get off work early and taking home unfinished work.

"Hey," Chu Jiuge saw his bag, and suddenly remembered the prenuptial agreement he signed impulsively in the morning, "We won't really get married, right? I married a man who hit my parents harder than me." The police station is too big!"

Ji Zhaoyuan leaned on the back of the chair with one hand and explained to him: "The marriage certificate obtained here is only valid in the United States. If you do not go to the Chinese embassy for certification after returning home, this marriage will be void and you will still be single."

"Oh~" Chu Jiuge nodded, "But then you will be a divorced old man, so don't worry about the little girl despising you."

Ji Zhaoyuan glanced at him subtly, with a slight sneer at the corner of his mouth.Chu Jiuge understood immediately, not only was he not worried, but he was dead!Complete!No!Dan!Heart!

Ji Zhaoyuan smiled, "Come to the study after washing the dishes, and fill out the marriage application form by the way."

Under Ji Zhaoyuan's "patient" teaching, Chu Jiuge has not only washed dishes quickly and cleanly, but also skillfully cleaned cast iron pots and performed post-maintenance, just like a rising housework star.

Chu Jiuge has been to Ji Zhaoyuan's study many times, and Ji Zhaoyuan specially prepared a wooden chair for him and put it on the other side of the desk.

That slut Gris was fighting in his face, and there was a bruise under his right eye socket.Qi Wei repeatedly assured that it was only a little embarrassment, which would not affect his handsomeness at all, but Chu Jiuge still refused to go out to show his face.Although he hasn't been to a language class in the past three days, he has already started SAT tutoring like a Shura field.

In this not-so-seriously decorated room, Mr. Ji Zhaoyuan sat face to face with him, with an orange eye protection lamp made of silicone in the middle.

Ji Zhaoyuan concentrated on reading his thesis on the joint regulation of gene expression by cis-acting elements and trans-acting factors. Chu Jiuge fumbled left and right, but couldn't read the book.He set his eyes on the desk lamp, stretched out his hand cheaply and squeezed it.

With a sound of "噗嗤", white smoke came out of the simulation hole, and the room was full of the smell of oranges.Chu Jiuge was a little dumbfounded, he looked at his hands and then at Ji Zhaoyuan, and smiled awkwardly: "I..."

Ji Zhaoyuan dismissed it, and quickly typed characters on the keyboard with one hand, and moved the desk lamp away with the other hand, "Come here and fill in the information."

Chu Jiuge moved his stool and sat next to Ji Zhaoyuan. The screen was all in English, which made him dizzy.Ji Zhaoyuan already knew his half-baked English proficiency, so he asked him directly: "Name, address, contact information, and the names and places of birth of your parents."

Chu Jiuge now has a deep understanding-Aspie's way of solving problems has very distinctive personal characteristics.They will choose the simplest and rude one, even if it deviates from traditional culture and common sense.For example, Ji Zhaoyuan, when he uttered the word "lover", he was not provoked by Gris. Chu Jiuge felt that he was just too lazy to talk nonsense with the police officer, and it was almost a mentality of not wanting to waste time with you mortals.

Chu Jiuge watched him fill in line by line, and the innocent California dream was shattered into slag under the sound of keyboard tapping.He couldn't help lamenting that creation tricks people: "Oh... I'm married now, and my wife has no breasts."

Ji Zhaoyuan stopped and took a look at him, "Now it's just filling out the form online, and you still need to get the marriage license, make an appointment for the wedding, hold a ceremony, and then you can be considered as a formal and legal marriage relationship."

Chu Jiuge supported his head: "It's so troublesome."

"Also," Ji Zhaoyuan bent his fingers and tapped on the table, "attention, please!", "I reject this title."

"What's that called?" Chu Jiuge leaned forward, pretending to be worried, and tapped his index finger on his chin. "Ji Dabao? Ji Beibei? Or... Xiao Jiji?" The pronunciation was so evil that he burst out laughing as soon as he said it.His warm breath sprayed on Ji Zhaoyuan's face, making Ji Zhaoyuan almost think that the orange desk lamp was pinched again.

Ji Zhaoyuan hid to the side unnaturally, "Ji Zhaoyuan."

Chu Jiuge teased him with a playful smile: "Zhaoyuan~"

Ji Zhaoyuan closed his eyes and pressed his temples.Whether it is a black face or a harsh response, it can be bounced back by Chu Jiuge's thick skin. He feels that he is now on the verge of "blind anger".Ji Zhaoyuan adjusted his breathing, gritted his teeth and corrected, "Ji Zhaoyuan."

He ignored the laughing Chu Jiuge and continued to fill out the form expressionlessly.

"Okay, okay, Ji Zhaoyuan." Chu Jiuge accepted it as soon as he saw it.He sat on the side with his face in his hands like a sunflower, his eyes drifted between the computer screen and Ji Zhaoyuan's profile.He is not the kind of person who likes to base his happiness on other people's pain, he can even be considered soft-hearted, but he has a great interest in bullying Ji Zhaoyuan.

Ever since Chu Jiuge knew that Asperger's syndrome was a genetic defect that could not be cured for life, he would subconsciously test Ji Zhaoyuan's safe range.He would watch Ji Zhaoyuan's reaction while joking, and stop immediately when he obviously behaved abnormally.

He knew that he was a little overwhelmed, and he even tried to cure Ji Zhaoyuan in a delusional way.He clearly knew that Ji Zhaoyuan's brain's internal structures and systems lost part of its functions and could not form a "social brain". This was not a problem that he could correct with a few words.He also understands that Ji Zhaoyuan has absolute self-identity, and he doesn't care whether he can get along with this world in a friendly way.

Chu Jiuge knew that he just thought of Ji Zhaoyuan's quiet and lonely appearance, and felt a little... distressed.

Just as Chu Jiuge was lost in thought, Ji Zhaoyuan had already filled out the form, and then threw the book to him: "Read it yourself first, and ask me if you don't understand."

Chu Jiuge sighed, thinking that he was a little ridiculous just now.He rubbed his face, cleaned up those sticky and motherly emotions, and began to gnaw on the book with difficulty and pain.

Chu Jiuge had never been the material for reading, Ji Zhaoyuan stared at him, and he read two pages; as soon as Ji Zhaoyuan turned his head, he began to feel like he had thorns on his buttocks, twisting left and right and couldn't sit still.Just when he felt that his buttocks and the chair were about to catch fire, Ji Zhaoyuan finally turned off the computer: "Go to sleep."

Chu Jiuge nodded like pounding garlic, and ran to take a shower in a hurry.

Ji Zhaoyuan originally planned to buy a bed last weekend, but he turned to the police station halfway.The matter of buying a bed has been delayed again and again, and so far I have not spared any time.Ji Zhaoyuan had to continue to lie on the same bed with Chu Jiuge.With an arm's length away, he lay down against the edge of the bed.

Chu Jiuge has a back injury, and he has been sleeping on his stomach for the past few days.With his face pressed against the pillow, his voice was muffled, "Do you still want to buy a bed?"

Ji Zhaoyuan was already feeling sleepy, so he said softly after a while, "Buy."

Ji Zhaoyuan made it clear that the money for the bed would also be deducted from Chu Jiuge's living expenses.Comrade poor man with little cash in his pocket, after thinking about the unit price, feels pain in the flesh.

"You only have three rooms here, a master bedroom, a study room and a guest room. How can there be room for another bed?" Chu Jiuge advised him, "You can't put it in the living room, it's not elegant."

It's more than unsightly.

There was a bed in the living room, and Chu Jiuge lay half-naked on it, showing off his abs, and he was visually tortured when he went in and out, and Ji Zhaoyuan shivered while half asleep and half awake.

Chu Jiuge kicked his calf with his toe: "Just sleep on the same bed, I don't dislike you."

Who dislikes who? Ji Zhaoyuan was too sleepy to open his eyes, but he still snorted disdainfully.

Chu Jiuge turned on the phone to record, put it close to his ear, and played very softly: "Let's sleep together. Don't buy a new bed, okay?"

Ji Zhaoyuan was in a daze of consciousness, he couldn't hear what he was saying at all, and he almost got "sleeping qi".He waved his hands, trying to drive away the buzzing flies Jiu.

Chu Jiuge grabbed his fingers and placed them casually beside his face.He leaned closer, almost coaxing: "How about it?"

Ji Zhaoyuan felt that his fingertips seemed to touch the real summer, the warm and sweet orange smell.

Very comfortable.

Chu Jiuge laughed and tapped the recording end button with satisfaction.

He plugged in the earphones, and then started to play the results just now, the corners of his mouth raised uncontrollably.

Almost all of the recordings are Chu Jiuge's voice.After he finished speaking, there was a long silence, and then Ji Zhaoyuan's cold voice was rarely confused.

--"……good."