Little One Has Autism

Seeing his grandson finally respond, however slight and heartbreaking that response was, the museum director still felt deeply reassured. He soothed him gently. "It's all right, it's all right. Xiao Yu actually likes you very much. Otherwise, he wouldn't have come up to you on his own."

Hearing this, Fang Yao lowered her head and gazed gently at Little One before her. "So your name is Xiao Yu. I'm Fang Yao. Let's get to know each other." With that, she slowly held out her hand and quietly waited for his response.

The museum director froze for a moment. He had never expected Fang Yao to do something like this.

He was about to say something when Secretary Xiao Lin quietly held him back. Secretary Xiao Lin gave him a look, seemingly signaling him to be patient.

Understanding what he meant, the museum director said nothing more and silently watched Xiao Yu's response alongside Secretary Xiao Lin.

Time ticked by, and the museum director gradually began to feel discouraged. Just as he was about to tell Fang Yao that she need not keep waiting, a miracle happened—Little One moved! He carefully placed his small hand in Fang Yao's, then gently shook it, imitating the way Fang Yao had shaken his grandfather's hand in greeting earlier.

The museum director's eyes went wide, as if he could not believe what he was seeing. He even rubbed his eyes hard. Secretary Xiao Lin was just as astonished. Although he had stopped the museum director from interrupting earlier, he had not actually expected Xiao Yu to respond. Now, he too was stunned.

"Xiao Lin, did you see that? Xiao Yu responded! Does that mean he's getting better?" the museum director asked Xiao Lin excitedly in a hushed voice. Holding out his hand, he looked expectantly