Raise an Autistic Little Mushroom into a Wife

After following the rules for more than 20 years, Zhuang Youning rarely breaks the rules. This trip without a return ticket may be his only and last trip. Sitting on the soft cushions beside the porthole of the cruise ship, he felt that nothing had changed. Where to put mushrooms but not to put them in? "Why hasn't it changed?" He heard people around him say dissatisfiedly. ——This is, uh, a friend he made during his journey? Under the beautiful wheat-colored skin, He Chenghui's biceps flexed and he lifted him directly from the cushion into his arms. "Let's go! Let's get off the boat and play with my brother. What's the point of always growing mushrooms on the bed?" * He Chenghui could not help but stare at Zhuang Youning. There is a relaxing and happy atmosphere everywhere on the cruise ship. There is only Zhuang Youning, a small one, nesting in the corner. Like a little mushroom that dare not touch the sun. So dark that it can squeeze out water. But it also emits a pleasant smell, as if it is poisonous, attracting people to come closer. He wanted this little mushroom to bloom. Reading tips: 1. Talkative Sunshine Attack vs Autistic and Apathetic Sufferer 2. Daily warmth and hope for healing 3.1V1he Purpose: Live bravely