Lei Feng System

The Rain Man’s House was reopened. Lei Chen went to the kindergarten every day. Not only did he receive special training in mathematics, he also began to learn to speak. However, due to the short period of time, he has not succeeded in uttering a meaningful pronunciation. Han Zhuoyu went to accompany every day, by the way, to solve the small problems of the children.

He has become the most popular figure in the Rain Man’s House. There is always a large group of children around him. There is no conversation or eye contact. Everyone does their own things, but the atmosphere is very warm and harmonious. Whenever the children need help, he will always show up and solve the problem in time.

Even the principal who has been engaged in psychological counseling for seven or eight years is amazed by the juvenile's extraordinary affinity.

In a blink of an eye, it was time for the beginning of school at No. 1 Middle School. At nine o'clock that evening, Lei Ting received a call from his father, and his expression was a bit solemn after a conversation.

"Second Young Master, what's the matter?" Lu Bin also became nervous.

"The old man was hospitalized for a heart attack. My father told me to take Xiaochen and go back quickly."

"Then I will book the ticket right away." Lu Bin took out his cell phone to check the flight. The old man Lei was already in poor health. This time the kidnapping of the young master was greatly stimulated, and his heart couldn't be overwhelmed. If he doesn't take the young master back, his old man will stay in the hospital and feel uneasy.

"Don't book yet, I'll talk to Xiaoyu." Lei Ting waved his hand and went to Han Zhuoyu's room.

The teenager received a new textbook for the third year of high school, and he is studying carefully. Lei Chen is sleeping soundly with the quilt in his arms and holding the iPad in his arms. A chubby electronic dog on the screen is humming a lullaby, but every sentence is not adjusted. On, it sounds very childlike.

"Xiaoyu, I have something to discuss with you." Lei Ting knocked on the door and sat down beside the boy.

Han Zhuoyu tilted his head and asked with his eyes.

"Xiaochen and I are going back to the imperial capital. I hope you can be with us." Lei Ting touched the back of the young man's neck and said in a gentle tone as much as possible. Go back? Han Zhuoyu unconsciously opened his eyes. He was somewhat unable to accept the news. On the other end, the lullaby humming by the electronic dog also stopped.

"Yes, follow me back to the imperial capital and I can provide you with the best life. There are the most comprehensive resources, the best teachers, and the top schools, which will be very helpful to your future."

What is the Lei family like? Han Zhuoyu closed his eyes and searched in his memory. There are heavily guarded gun guards, banquets with scrambled, fragrant sideburns, smiling but indifferent guests...everything there is magnificent, as if it's too high to touch...

It's totally another world.

Han Zhuoyu panicked, opening his mouth to say something but found that he couldn't express a word. He doesn't like anywhere else. He only likes this small and cozy home now. It is enough to have Xiaozheng and Uncle Lei at home. Why should there be others?

[Host, hurry up and promise Comrade Taisho! ] 9527 Anxiously urged. Compared with City H, the Imperial Capital obviously has a broader space.

‘Don’t go. The boy was silent for a while, and finally shook his head feebly. No matter how good the imperial capital is? There were no teachers, no classmates, no friends, and nothing he was familiar with. He was afraid of Uncle Lei and Xiaochen leaving, but he was even more afraid to follow them to a completely strange place. He didn't realize until now that he and them are not a family after all, and cannot be together forever. This happy day is finally coming to an end.

The boy lowered his head and squeezed his fingers.

"Xiaoyu, how are you thinking about it?" Lei Ting asked after waiting for a while.

The young man was silent at first, and finally shook his head slightly.

"Where are you going if you don't go back with us? Back to Anjia?" Lei Ting frowned. He would not let the young man live alone, even more so when he returned home.

Come back home? That is not my home at all! I want to be with you and Xiaozheng and never separate. Don't leave me, can't you? The boy's heart was crying and begging, but he couldn't say a word. Sure enough, birthday wishes and everything are deceptive...

Seeing the young man's head buried lower and lower, Thunder leaned over to see his expression.

The boy turned his head and avoided.

Thunder changed direction.

The boy avoided again.

Thunder frowned and squeezed his chin, only to realize that he had already burst into tears, and a pair of black and white pupils showed deep fear and anxiety. After leaving Uncle Lei and Xiaozheng, he didn't know how to live in the future. Knowing that there will be such a day long ago, he would rather never get this warmth before.

"Why are you crying?" Lei Ting quickly wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, feeling quite at a loss.

[Host, don't cry, you won't go if you don't want to go. ] 9527 also brought on the cry. He had never seen the host so sad, this feeling was terrible.

The boy tilted his head and threw off Thunder's hand.

"Okay, don't cry!" Thunder took the boy into his arms, his speech suppressed to the extreme. For people with autism, life is like a pendulum, either on the left or on the right. Leaving them off the established track will cause them to lose control, malfunction, and then stop functioning. He cannot force him to do anything.

The boy lay down in his arms and wept silently, hot tears dipped into his chest through the clothes, like a thorn deep into his heart. If the fear in the teenager's heart can be calmed, Thunder finds that he is willing to do anything for him.

"Don't cry," he compromised by kissing the young man's hair over and over again, "where you want to stay, huh?"

You won't leave, okay? Han Zhuoyu squeezed the man's shirt tightly, his lips opened and closed several times, but there was no sound. Uncle Lei and Xiao Zheng also have family members, and his thoughts are too selfish.

Thunder couldn't hear his heart, so he could only keep tightening his arms, trying to make him feel warm and safe.

What should we do in the future? The two people raised such questions in the depths of their hearts.

after an hour.

"How about the Second Young Master? Did Xiaoyu agree?" asked Lu Bin, who was waiting in the study.

"He didn't want to." Thunder went to the desk and sat down, took out a cigarette and lit it.

"What should I do? Tie him back to the imperial capital?"

Lei Ting's eyes turned cold, and Lu Bin quickly made a joking gesture.

"Then send him back to Anjia?"

Lei Ting took a bit of a cigarette and sneered, "I asked Xiaoyu again and again if I wanted to ease the relationship with An Guoren. Do you think I would really send him back? The guardianship has been in my hands, and he will be me in the future. His child is a responsibility that I can't abandon." But deep down, he felt that Xiaoyu was not just his responsibility. He couldn't explain exactly what it was.

Lu Bin was silent. It's really not a good idea to send Xiaoyu back to An's house. In order to occupy property for a long time, Ang Guoren colluded with doctors to give Xiaoyu carbamazepine, lamotrigine and other drugs that cause depression, which caused Xiaoyu's autism to become more and more serious. Later, there was an incident of Feng Juxiang's false accusation. Xiaoyu became a news figure, and he had never asked about the inheritance when he was 16 years old, so An Guoren stopped prescribing the medicine.

It is precisely because of these evidences that Anguoren finally agreed to transfer guardianship. Tiger poison still doesn't eat children. It's really sad to have such a father.

"You stay and take care of him." Lei Ting extinguished the cigarette and ordered.

"When will it be taken care of?" The one-month long vacation is about to end. He is the second young adjutant, and it is impossible to stay in H City forever.

"It won't be long before Xiaochen and I will be back soon." Lei Ting said of the decision he had already made.

"Second Young Master, what do you mean?" Lu Bin had a bad feeling in his heart.

"I decided to transfer to the NJ Military Region, and I will stay in City H from now on."

Lu Bin felt a little dizzy. No one knows how strong the Second Young Master is. Although he was able to climb to the position of commander of the GZ Military Region, he also relied on the power of the Lei family, but the most important thing was his own hard work. The Lei family’s background in the NJ military region is not as profound as that of the GZ military region. This will also have a certain impact on Lei Xu's layout.

"Second Young Master, you have to think carefully!"

"This is the result of my deliberation." Thunder waved his hand to indicate that he didn't need to persuade him. "You go and book the plane ticket for tomorrow morning. Go back earlier, or come back earlier."

The two young masters have always kept their promises, and what they said will never change. Lu Bin couldn't, so he had to book a ticket.

The next day, Lei Chen didn't know that the tragedy was about to happen. Wearing new clothes, carrying a small schoolbag, holding his father in one hand, and his elder brother in the other, he walked in the crowded waiting room.

The broadcast prompts passengers to board the plane, and Thunder picks up his son and walks to the ticket gate.

Lei Chen didn't know why at first, but after walking a few steps, he found that his elder brother was still standing there with expressionless face, looking straight at himself. He felt a little flustered and kept beckoning to his elder brother.

Han Zhuoyu moved forward unconsciously, and quickly restrained, shaking his head slightly.

Lei Chen seemed to feel something, struggling and slapped his father on the shoulder, trying to stop him.

Thunder forcefully restrained his son's soft body, and left without looking back. If he met the young boy's misty eyes, he was worried that he would not be able to step out. The father and son passed the ticket gate very quickly and drifted away.

Lei Chen first cried silently, and when he saw his father unmoved, he bit his shoulder with his teeth.

Thunder frowned and moved faster.

Lei Chen was completely anxious. He opened his mouth and began to cry and cried intermittently, "Xiao, Xiaoyu, brother, brother."

Thunder froze, slowly put his son down, held his breath and asked, "Xiaochen, what did you just say?"

"I, I..." Lei Chen’s voice is a bit hoarse and his pronunciation is not very standard because he has not used vocal cords for a long time, but he still expresses his wishes clearly, "I, want, Xiao, Yu, brother ,brother!"

The son's first utterance was neither father nor mother, but Thunder didn't feel sad at all. He looked at his son quietly for a while, then suddenly squatted down and put his arms in his arms hard, making his eyes red.

"I, want, Xiao, Yu, brother, brother." Lei Chen repeated stubbornly.

"Hey, grandpa grandpa is sick, we will be back soon after reading him. Brother Xiaoyu will always be here." Lei Ting muttered to comfort his son, and finally picked him up and strode towards the boarding gate.

In the parking lot, Lu Bin saw the boy keep his head down, his whole body exuding a lonely breath, and he reached out to rub the top of his hair.

Han Zhuoyu avoided.

Lu Bin smiled and jokingly said, "Is Xiaoyu reluctant to bear it? Reluctant to go with them. As long as you nod, I will immediately go buy a plane ticket."

Han Zhuoyu pursed his lips and said nothing.

Lu Bin was a little helpless. The child was always paralyzed and didn't like to talk. He really couldn't figure out what he was thinking. Ignite the engine, he drove away.

At this moment, the clear system prompt sounded, [ding~received thunder's 50 points of gratitude! [Ahhhhh~ Comrade Taisho just left, I started to miss you, and I thought very much! ] 9527 said deliberately in a funny voice.

The slumped teenager slowly raised the corners of his lips, revealing two shallow dimples. Uncle Lu Bin is here. Uncle Lei should come back, right? As soon as this thought came to the head, the phone vibrated, opened the screen, and a text message was in sight—[Uncle Lei: Xiaoyu, wait for me to come back. The young man tapped his fingertips and sent a [um] over. The mood that had been flustered all day calmed down instantly.