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Chapter 475 Will Robots Miss Little Fish? (Part 52)

Lin Huanming heard the echo of footsteps on the stairs, and it seemed to be more than one person; judging from the footsteps, there were probably two.

Lin Huanming thought that it should be someone who lives in a nearby residential area, and it might take a while to get there.

Worried that the boy might wander off and get lost, Lin Huanming sat by the flower bed and watched him.

The boy seemed to be still immersed in his own world. He left the place where he was cooking and picked a few leaves to use as decorations, throwing them on the pile of bush leaves.

Seeing this behavior, which was clearly different from that of his peers, Lin Huanming felt that his previous guess might have been correct—this child might really have some mental problems.

After watching for a while, Lin Huanming couldn't help but ask, "How old are you this year?"

The boy didn't answer, perhaps because he hadn't heard him at all.

Lin Huanming watched the boy run around, plucking leaves from each plant and then throwing them onto the pile of shrub leaves he had previously created.

Then the boy seemed not to be satisfied with everything he could reach effortlessly, so he began to reach for the wisteria blossoms.

The top of the wisteria trellis was a little high off the ground, and the boy struggled to reach a few wisteria blossoms.

The boy seemed happy. He ran back and placed the wisteria blossoms on the pile of leaves in the bushes.

Everything was normal up to this point, until Lin Huanming saw the child trying to walk through the crowd of people dancing in the square and run to the river to pick willow leaves.

"It would be terrible if he fell into the river," Lin Huanming said, grabbing the boy who was running wildly through the square dance crowd.

The boy was suddenly pulled back by Lin Huanming. Since Lin Huanming was not familiar with him, he was bound to struggle.

Lin Huanming could only try to drag the boy back while explaining the situation to the people who were watching them in astonishment as they danced in the square.

After struggling to defend himself for a while, Lin Huanming heard a woman's voice coming from his phone and from afar at the same time: "Think about it! Think about it!"

Following the sound, a man and a woman ran over from a distance.

The couple looked to be between 30 and 40 years old. As Lin Huanming listened to the voices on the phone and the direction the woman was running from gradually overlapped, he guessed that they must be the boy's parents.

"Are you his parents?" Lin Huanming heard his own voice coming from his phone, confirming that these were indeed the child's parents.

"Yes, that's right, we are." The woman in the couple caught her breath and thanked Lin Huanming. "Thank you so much. This child... I was just making a meal, and when I turned around, the child was gone."

"You're welcome," Lin Huanming said, releasing his grip on the boy's hand. "Then I'll be going now."

"Okay, thank you, thank you," the woman kept saying thank you.

The man in the couple who had just been explaining the situation to those around him also thanked Lin Huanming repeatedly.

Lin Huanming took a few steps and watched the couple and the boy from a distance that wasn't too far away.

"Think about it, think about going home." Lin Huanming saw the father reach out his hand first.

However, the boy didn't seem very close to his father. When the man reached out his hand, he just stared blankly at him. When the man was about to touch him, he pushed the man's hand away.

"Think about it, look at Mom, look at Mom." The woman also stretched out her arms to draw the boy named Xiangxiang's attention to her.

He turned his head somewhat blankly—he still wanted to cook, but as he was garnishing the dishes, a strange person suddenly grabbed him.

Then this strange man handed him over to two other people who looked familiar, but he couldn't place them.

A moment later, Xiangxiang heard her mother's voice. Xiangxiang's eyes lit up, and she reached out her hand, saying, "Mom."

Seeing the child extend his hand to them, the couple breathed a sigh of relief and then took their child home.

The child seemed normal at birth, but things started to go wrong, and a hospital diagnosis revealed that he was an autistic child.

The couple couldn't always be by Xiangxiang's side, so they tried their best to keep an eye on her while teaching her basic life skills. They hoped that if they were no longer around, Xiangxiang could live peacefully with the help of the community.

Lin Huanming watched the couple walk away with the child, then turned and left, going straight home.