Chapter 22 Autistic Kids
…… I almost got in.
Ling Yi was a little regretful.
"The strength is too small." Huo Yexing let go of her hand, "So powerless, how can you be an agent?" ”
Is the President questioning her abilities?
There is a gap between women and men in terms of physical fitness, which Ling Yi is also very helpless.
"Thank you, Your Excellency, for your concern, I will definitely exercise diligently in the future."
The little agent replied quite obediently, and Huo Yexing was quite satisfied. It seemed to be the first time he had the concept of looking at someone pleasing to the eye.
Usually he is surrounded by many people, and he prefers to be alone, especially in the morning, which is his personal time. He rode quietly and played ball, not communicating with anyone.
But he took the initiative to take the little agent to ride a horse, and today he took the initiative to teach him to play, and the two physical contacts were quite intimate.
Not rejecting the little agent is for sure, and it can even be said that I like to be with him a little.
He seems to be spending too much energy on him.
Realizing this, Huo Yexing's face turned a little colder, as cold as usual. "Practice on your own." Then he handed the club to the maid and left.
He only fought for a while and left? Ling Yi was a little strange. But how can ordinary people guess the president's thoughts? Without much thought, he shrugged his shoulders and continued practicing.
……
Late at night.
A table lamp.
The murderer was the son of the deceased. Ling Yi typed these words in the closing column.
It is another case of a child who caused an accident and killed his parents for a huge amount of insurance premiums.
She remembered a sentence - what is so scary about ghosts, I will take you to see people's hearts.
The human heart is the most terrifying.
In the silence of the night, she couldn't help but shudder.
Send an email, turn it off, and your stomach growls.
Ling Yi remembered that she had forgotten to eat dinner, and every time she was busy with the case, she forgot everything.
The meal was already cold and inedible.
She was so hungry that she couldn't sleep, so she had to look for something to eat.
The west building was quiet, everyone was asleep, and only a few wall lamps remained, glowing with a faint yellow glow.
Ling Yi stepped downstairs lightly, walking and walking, as if someone was following her behind her.
She turned her head, and there was only her own shadow.
She continued to walk towards the kitchen, and a small figure cautiously poked its head out from behind the wall to look at it, and continued to follow.
The kitchen was pitch black and there was no one.
The little guy swallowed his saliva and didn't dare to go any further.
"What are you doing with me?"
Suddenly, a voice sounded behind him.
The little guy is like a fried cat, jumping up and running.
Ling glanced at him quickly and grabbed him by the collar.
"Is that you?" The "little ghost" she woke up to last time.
He waved his hands to get her to let go of him.
"Don't run, I won't hurt you." Ling Yi said softly.
The little one hesitated for a moment before stopping. Grandma's little face turned pale with fright, her mouth was flat, her eyes looked at her with big eyes, and her eyelashes fluttered like a small fan, innocent and cute.
"Why are you following me?"
He kept his head down and kept silent.
"You can't speak?"
He nodded, then shook his head again.
Ning Zhixia remembered that he had called last time, and she heard it clearly. So, it's not that he can't speak, but he doesn't want to speak.
Does he have autism?
Many children have autism, most of which are boys, and the main manifestations are language and communication disorders. The most obvious is the inability to speak, and as you age, you can even lose your ability to speak completely.
"Who are your parents? What's your name? ”
Knowing more about his condition and finding out the cause may cure him.