Young Military Rarities

"You, how can you ..."

It took Jiang Guohao more than ten minutes to finish everything. The living room was a little weird. Jiang Yi's previous anger disappeared. Instead, he did not understand his parents. He always thought that their parents were the best in the world. Parents, no matter what they want, what they want to do, they will give them their full support. They will never force them to do things they do n’t like, but he never dreamed of them. They treated their autistic brothers and parents like that before. The image of Wei An is gradually collapsing.

More than just him?

Although from the beginning, Jiang Shang's successive disclosures and attitudes, Ye Xingchen had basically guessed 7878, but when he heard firsthand how they treated the little Jiang Shang, his anger and distress filled him. The whole heart, the hand that Jiang Shang shook hands tightly, a look that might break out at any time.

"It's not autism, I don't know, what to say, not to say."

Sensitively aware of the emotional fluctuations of his predecessors, Jiang Shang tightened his hands with him, looked at him with a full affection, and then looked up at Jiang Guohao. Maybe he was really disappointed and sad again and again, but Since having Ye Xingchen's spiritual pillar, he has completely let go of it, and at the same time put down all the expectations and respect for his parents. Even if his father said that they had long regretted it, he couldn't bear much fluctuation. The only thing you can do is let them know the real facts.

He did not have autism. He had doubted whether he was autistic when he was a child. He had checked it out when he was a little older. In addition to the fact that people with autism do not like to talk or contact with people, they also smirk for no reason, or It was suddenly making some unusual actions, etc., but he was n’t. When someone asked him, he would go. After setting foot in entertainment, whether as a lyric composer or a screenwriter, he would personally check the stars to sing him. Singing, did his play meet his ideal standards, and when needed, he would also cooperate with the propaganda, even if he said nothing, just stood there and laughed. He has never been absent. He feels that he is Normal, just not good at expressing yourself in words.

Jiang Guohao ’s father and son did n’t understand what he wanted to express. Ye Xingchen sighed helplessly. “Little Jiang ’s meaning is that he is not autistic, but he does n’t know what to say, he wo n’t even say it, and you After hearing what the doctor said, treat him directly as an autistic patient. How do you let him respond to you? When he is more sensible and you want to speak, you will not give him a chance again. "

Jiang Shang will become like today, no doubt has a deep relationship with his parents. If you want to say something that is not complaining, it is definitely a lie. God knows how much strength Ye Xingchen has to bear before he can't resist the outbreak. In the palm of his hand, he loved the hurting man, and was so abandoned by them. He just felt that his heart was going to hurt.

"What the **** have we done!"

Hearing that Jiang Guohao slaps his two hands together and shed tears in pain while covering his face. His son just doesn't know what to say. Why can't they be more patient and just sentence him to death? Seeing that he couldn't express his meaning clearly till now, Jiang Guohao was even more distressed than himself, and wished he could stab himself.

"dad"

Jiang Yi, who had a little forgiveness about him, hugged him silently, no matter how they treated his brother, at least to him, they were pets from old to big, and he could hate them, but he couldn't.

"It's okay. It's all over. I have seniors."

Frowning to see his painful father, Jiang Shang even said comfortably. They might not believe it when he said it. There was really no resentment in his heart, and there was only calmness without any waves of calmness.

"Xiao Shang, it's dad and mom sorry for you"

Looking up, Jiang Guohao finally admitted his mistake in front of his son, although it may be too late.

"It's all right."

Turning his head to look at Ye Xingchen, and after he nodded his encouragement, Jiang Shang burst into a smile. Yes, it's okay, everything has passed. Now he has his own home and his favorite person. The others don't matter. He also hoped his father would let go of the past and treat him as if nothing had happened.

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