The boy showed no reaction at all to what Miss Lily said.
"Alright, I won’t bother you here anymore. Take care," said Miss Lily as she stood up, gently touched her son’s head, and then turned to leave.
After the sound of her footsteps faded outside the room, the boy pushed himself up slowly from the wheelchair arms to stand.
Standing at about 175 cm, he was quite tall for a fourteen-year-old, and with his slender build, he appeared even taller.
However, his face was youthful, clearly indicating that he was a minor.
The boy took two steps towards the floor-to-ceiling window, gazing through the clean, bright glass, as if looking out at the blue horizon, or perhaps seeing nothing at all.
Though the boy had autism from a young age, Miss Lily had always collaborated with professionals to treat her only son.
She arranged for a childcare team to look after and educate him on life skills, as well as academic developnt.
Of course, she was involved herself, too.
In Miss Lily’s mind, whether or not her son understood or even listened, even if it was just repetitive exposure, his education never ceased over the years.
In fact, the arrangents Miss Lily made over the years were effective for the boy; at least, this autistic boy could manage his own life completely.
He simply never reacted to the outside world and had never spoken a word.
Thus, compared to Director Song and Mrs. Qi’s grandson, Song Xuan, this foreign boy nad Allen seed more severely affected.
Speaking of which, it’s worth ntioning that autism is also known as autism spectrum disorder.
At the ti, Song Xuan also had autism from a young age, reacting little to external things, but he could get along well with Min Rui’s three dogs.
As for Allen... since birth, he had no playmates.
It wasn’t that Miss Lily didn’t arrange for them, but that any child brought to Allen would find it boring within an hour or two and want to leave.
Even the longest lasted no more than seven or eight days.
After all, children naturally love to play, but Allen simply didn’t know how to communicate with them, and didn’t respond when they talked or when there was any noise around him.
How could ordinary children tolerate that?
However, standing by the floor-to-ceiling window, Allen watched a bird suddenly take off from the branch outside, and surprisingly, a glimr appeared in his eyes.
He seed to move his lips as if talking to himself, though no sound ca out, and it was obviously sothing very short, precisely two words.
Yet, no one knew what they were.
...
"Sir, what exactly do you want to do?"
Following Miss Lily’s instructions, Jack had been trying to uncover Kang Li’s identity. Despite several days having passed, he still found out nothing. Even approaching Kang Li proved impossible, leaving him with no choice but to engineer coincidental encounters.
Although he couldn’t make close contact, every ti he saw Kang Li, he would forcefully engage her in conversation from afar.
Although she didn’t wish to respond, Jack was persistent and kept talking all the way.
Evicting him wasn’t feasible either.
The reason?
He wasn’t posing any threat to others or to social order; evicting him seed unreasonable.
Having been stopped by Jack at the college entrance seven or eight tis, Kang Li finally lost her temper. She stepped forward and stood three steps away from Jack, her expression cold and her tone clearly impatient.
"My dear miss, please don’t misunderstand. The reason I’m doing this is that I feel we have a connection, and I want to be friends with you."
Jack smiled warmly, looking every bit a gentleman.
"I’m sorry, but I don’t feel any connection with you, nor do I wish to be friends. Please do not appear before again."
Connection?
Friendship?
Was he taking her for a fool?
Kang Li was convinced Jack had an ulterior motive in approaching her, so she was absolutely unkind to him.
"Did I do sothing wrong? Beautiful miss, my na is Jack. I already told you my na, yet I still don’t know yours, nor have I done anything bad to you. Why are you so opposed to ?"
Oh! My God, this young lady is so difficult to deal with! Jack was troubled in his heart.
Looking directly into her eyes, Kang Li didn’t reply but coldly asked, "You brought Jiang Lei here, didn’t you?"
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