Chapter 226: Autistic teenager (4)

Luojia Manor, the third floor of the villa.
The sunlight outside the window is very good, through the huge lattice window, cast the shadow of the frame below the ground, and the brightness of the pieces into neat pieces.
The curtains are light.
The floor is covered with soft and expensive blankets, embroidered with gold thread on the edges. There was a teenager sitting on the blanket.
He quietly lowered his head, his long, thick eyelashes, and smudged the light golden silhouette in the sun.
Under the eyelids, the shadow of the long eyelashes is projected like two small arc-shaped fans. He was wearing a white shirt, and the beautiful collarbone was faintly revealed from the neckline.
Although just 18 years old, the height of the boy is undoubtedly slender, and the long legs are arbitrarily set up, revealing a piece of white to almost transparent ankle.
Very beautiful.
He held a small iron box, slender fingers lined with cold iron boxes, black and white contrast, adding a touch of inexplicable temptation.
I pulled a few squares in the box and he looked at the box, as if he was gradually gone.
The old man at the door of the room looked at him helplessly and screamed: "Auntie?"
The teenager is still bowing his head.
The eyes seem to have no focal length and no expression.
The old man sighed and said to the doctor on the side: "Which method is used, or not."
The two gently closed the door and went downstairs. The doctor whispered reverently: "Luo Shaoye has a special situation, and there is no problem with intelligence and language. It is just a closed heart. The medical method may not work."
Luo lost his head and shook his head. "I don't know if I have a heart disease, but I can't find out what his heart disease is. Why can I find my heart medicine?"
Master Luo Xiao was like this since he was a child. The psychiatrist could not even hypnotize him. No one knows what he is thinking, and no one knows the cause of the illness.
The doctor is silent.
Coincidentally, when I walked to the second floor, Fu Yan came over and hurriedly bowed and bowed. I said, "My grandfather is good. I am going to see my aunt."
Lord Luo looked at her, faintly screamed, reminding: "Don't make him angry."
Fu Yan quickly said: "I know, Grandpa Luo."
Luo Luo nodded his head and said nothing, just walked with the doctor.
Fu Yan licked his lips.
She is a woman of good age who is hard to find, and is a superstitious woman. So in Luojia, she is half a master.
Usually in front of the maids can be arrogant, but because Luo's illness did not improve, Luo's attitude towards her is not hot, not good.
Fu Yan is also anxious... but there is no way.
Fortunately, Luo Yan is the same for anyone. Luo did not let her leave Luo, so, as this develops, she should be the future Lady Luo.
Thinking of the delicate, angel-like teenager, Fu Yan bite her lip intricately.
Why doesn't she want him to be different from himself...
She carefully went to the third floor.
Although Luo Wei is no different from her and other people, as a "dead horse" chosen by Luo, Fu Yan must try hard every day.
She gently opened the door and saw the teenager staring down at the digital Huarong Road, with no expression on her face.
Her breath paused.
... Luo Wei is definitely the best person she has ever seen.
Even if he is not normal, but the appearance and temperament, as well as the quiet time, the cleverness of the human heart... I can't hold it.
She is willing to marry him, and the rest of her life is with him, even if he never recovers.