HSS Chapter 80
Translated by MadPanda
Extra 3: Winner In Life - Chuan
The cure for autism has always been a difficult problem in the medical field, the vast majority of autistic people can’t integrate themselves into society throughout their whole lives, only a very small number of particularly lucky autistic people can learn how to survive in a normal society.
And among those few autistic people, there are fewer with scholar syndrome. Without exception, very few of autistic people in this category will become very good in their own fields by using their own extremely intelligent brains to enter the society
They can become excellent musicians, conductors, scientists, doctors, or leaders in other industries.
A month ago, Professor Feng received an invitation, which was a seminar on autism organized by the World Association for Autism Research. There was nothing surprising in the seminar, which was available every year, but this time, the association made an improvement. Every professor who participated in the seminar must bring an autistic person that they had treated and had recovered well to be able to participate.
Professor Feng turned over his own records for decades, and after going through a thick pile of medical records and pondering about it, he decided that only Bai Chuan can take this role. This kid, since he got married, had recovered better every day. But after the boy recovered, he also began to ignore him and refused to come to the psychological counseling once a month.
He certainly won’t agree if he ask him directly.
Professor Feng thought for a moment and decided to ask Mu Xiaoya for help.
Compared to Bai Chuan, Mu Xiaoya was much better at listening to him, as soon as she heard that this seminar was to help more autistic people, she immediately promised right then and there, not anything like Bai Chuan, that white-eyed wolf, after having a lot of progress himself, he didn’t care about his own kind even for a bit.
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In the VIP waiting room of the airport, Professor Feng frequently looked at the entrance. He was about to board the plane, how come he couldn’t see Bai Chuan and Mu Xiaoya?
While he was still worrying, a little boy in a yellow shirt ran in from the window like a wind all of a sudden, and taking advantage of his small body, he rushed and hid himself under the buffet table.
This is…
“Come out!”
Sure enough, it was the small group of Bai family. Professor Feng saw Bai Chuan who was chasing in, so he wanted to say hello.
“Don’t want! I don’t want to change clothes!” Compared with his father’s simple and concise words, the Bai family’s dumpling’s speech was fast and anxious, but his still childish and cute voice won’t make people feel uncomfortable.
“You’re so dirty.” Seeing his son hiding under the dining table, Bai Chuan wished to carry the boy into the sink and wash him clean right then and there. This child is so disgusting, he spit on the ground when he’s still small, and now that he grew up, he rolls on the ground.
“I don’t want to change clothes, I want to wear this bumblebee.”
“Change.”
“Not change!”
Perhaps the father and son were too good looking, the two quarreled so childishly, but the people around not only didn’t feel impatient, but instead looked at them with interest.
“That… Xiao Chuan ah, what happened?” It took quite a long time for Professor Feng to find the chance to interrupt.
“His clothes are ruined, he has to change it.” Bai Chuan glanced at Professor Feng and explained.
How could this clothes be called ruined?
Professor Feng was confused. Mu Xiaoya ran inside at this time and saw the father and son who were facing each other. She hurriedly greeted Professor Feng and crouched down to coax her son, “Baby, come on out.”
“I don’t want to change clothes.” Bai Little Dumpling was quite determined this time.
“Then you don’t need to change.” Mu Xiaoya coaxed.
“Really?”
“Really.” Getting his mother’s assurance, Bai Little Dumpling immediately climbed out without fear. Daddy is annoying, but he listens to his mother ah.
Just after Mu Xiaoya promised, Bai Chuan became unhappy. He waited until his wife stood up and then grumbled, “You’re helping him.”
“...I, I’m not.” Mu Xiaoya sighed.
“He’s not changing his clothes, I’m feeling uncomfortable.” Bai Chuan frowned.
This… how can she mend it? It’s a dilemma ah. Professor Feng who originally wanted to help, quietly stepped back and sighed, it’s really hard for Mu Xiaoya ah.
“I also won’t let you feel uncomfortable.” Mu Xiaoya waited for his son to crawl out, patted his dirty pants and walked aside with one big boy and one small boy, she asked, “Do you have to wear this clothes?”
“En.” Bai Dumpling looked firm.
“Do you feel uncomfortable with the hole in this sleeve?”
“En.” Bai Chuan also looked firm.
“Alright.” Mu Xiaoya took a table knife from the dining table, and then pulled the sleeve to poke it with a knife. With a tearing sound, the sleeve was ruined with small and large holes.
It looks a bit bigger? Mu Xiaoya then pulled the other sleeve of his son’s shirt, and cut the hole that was only about the size of a rice grain originally.
En, symmetry.
She looked up to Bai Chuan, “Still feeling uncomfortable?”
Bai Chuan shook his head.
After receiving the positive respond from her husband, she asked her son, “Still want to wear this?”
“Wear!”
They were all happy, so Mu Xiaoya put the knife back.
So powerful! Such a simple and crude method was so effective, and Professor Feng, who had witnessed the whole process, admired Mu Xiaoya more.
Mu Xiaoya just settled the little fight in her family before the broadcast announced that they should start boarding the plane. Mu Xiaoya then walked while pulling his son’s hand, but before she can walk two steps, her other hand was held by Bai Chuan.
Fortunately, she already checked all of her luggage earlier.
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The plane took off smoothly, landed smoothly, briought them to country H after eight hours. After taking a rest for a full day, Bai Chuan had to go to the seminar with Professor Feng. At the seminar, Bai Chuan was one hundred percent unwilling, but Mu Xiaoya had promised this in advance, so he had to force himself to go, although he didn’t spare Professor Feng a good look all the way to the seminar. Professor Feng was leisurely firm, anyway, although Bai Chuan was uncomfortable, but he would seriously take responsibility to his promises and did it until its finished.
The process of the seminar was very simple, academic discussion in the morning and summary observation in the afternoon, but the afternoon’s observation was the focus in this seminar.
As for what to observe? Those professors wanted to observe how the autistic people they brought would communicate with each other.
They wanted to find new research directions from the interaction of the autistic people, wanted to know whether there were special communication skills between them, so after they had lunch, they left the dozens of autistic people from across the world in the activity room. The activity room was pre-arranged with billiards, table tennis and various table games.
However, it was a pity that within those dozens of people, none of them seemed to want to play games.
They had no other way, those professors could only run to the room next door, hoping that they could have some communication. However, it was under the premise that they can’t talk about their own profession’s related knowledge, the reason was, they feared that once they talked about their expertise, one person can talk for the whole afternoon, how can there be any communication then? It’d just gonna be an academic seminar. Besides, professional knowledge can’t help them to enter society ah.
Can’t talk about professional knowledge, then what should they talk about? Those people with autism became very distressed. At this time, an autistic person that was engaged in the education industry started, “I prepared some topics that people often talk about in normal situations, or when they meet for the first time. We’ll try it one by one.”
Everyone didn’t have any direction to follow, so they nodded in agreement.
“The first one, today’s weather.”
“Sunny to cloudy, wind power at level 3-4, temperature 26-28 degrees, good air quality, suitable for travel.” A doctor practitioner finished speaking as if he recited the weather forecast.
When everyone heard it, they had nothing to add, so they just kept silent.
“The second question, what did you eat today?”
“Potato chips, hamburger, corn chowder.”
Spaghetti, milk...”
After a while, the lunch buffet menu was basically all finished being recited.
“The third question, when did you first fall in love?”
“20 years old.”
“16 years old.”
“7 years old.”
What?! The eyes of everyone collectively looked over, someone issued his doubt, “A seven year old child does not know how to fall in love.”
“That’s right, their heart and physiology are still not mature.”
“Why do you question me when it’s you guys that are late to fall in love?” Bai Chuan looked with disgust, he was seven years old when he started to like Mu Xiaoya, what? Anyone have any complaints?
Also, not experiencing it themselves, no one has the right to say anything, so they accepted it with open-mindedness.
“This question can be expanded further.” The leader of the conversation continued to ask more questions, “How long did the first love relationship went before breaking up? Explain the reason.”
“One month, because she just wanted to try the feeling of falling in love with an autistic person, and then her curiosity passed. During the period, we kissed, but didn’t go to bed.”
“Two months, it was because I eat chocolate every day to curb my emotions. She said being with me was like taking care of a kindergarten children, except when we went to bed.”
“We don’t break up.” Bai Chuan’s answer was once again different from other people.
“From seven years old until now?” Someone questioned.
“Yes.” Bai Chuan was full of confidence.
“How do you prove it?” Everyone asked.
Bai Chuan raised his left hand and straightened it in front of the person who questioned him, “Wedding ring, MOLO customized model, number 0898, available for inspection.”
Someone silently took out their phone, and after checking, they said, “It’s true, I read their internal list and they do have Bai Chuan’s name. They have been married for five years.” As for how he saw the internal list, everyone was silent.
The crowd finally stopped with this question.
“We’re going to the next question, are you married?”
“No.”
“No.”
“Yes!”
Everyone: I have seen the wedding ring, you don’t need to answer it.
Bai Chuan: I have an OCD, so I have to answer.
“Do you have any children?”
Foreigners were not as conservative as the Chinese, although this group of autistic people were not married, almost half of them already had children, however, their children basically lived with their mothers, it was only Bai Chuan who lived with his child.
“Children are simply disasters.” It was an autistic person who had a child, “I took him for three days before throwing him to his mother and gave them a lot of money.”
“Yes, children are basically demons. I spent half of my salary every month for baby-sitter’s cost.” This was an autistic person who didn’t throw his child to his mother, but was on the verge of breaking out every day.
“Chuan, how do you live with your child? Don’t you want to beat him?”
“Yes, every time I want to beat him, I just throw him away.” Bai Chuan answered.
“It’s illegal to throw away a child.” Everyone exclaimed, otherwise, they also would like to throw their child away.
“I can throw him to my parents, parents-in-law, or elder brother, it’s not only not breaking the law, they will also be very happy.” Bai Chuan answered.
“China is a really miraculous country.” The few autistic people who were living with their children, were all infinitely envious. Their parents were reluctant to accept their children , so they could only employ a nanny.
“I don’t want to have children, because they can’t inherit my IQ.” A patient with a scholar syndrome said, “Too stupid, such a simple thing as calculus, they have to learn for several years.”
“That’s right, Chuan, is your child also stupid?”
“Stupid.” Bai Chuan thought about his three year old son who can only count to one hundred and showed a disgusted look, “It took him three years to learn how to count to a hundred.”
“This is also too stupid.” Everyone expressed their sympathy, so there was a point where Chuan was unsatisfied with, “Your wife must have a broken heart.”
“Nothing like that.” Bai Chuan answered, “Our family has money, so it doesn’t matter if the child is stupid.” This was what the whole family said to him when he said that his child was too stupid, especially his brother Bai Zheng, who rolled his eyes towards him for the first time.
But, thinking about it, although his elder brother’s calculus didn’t seem to be very good, but he still can make money.
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Then they asked some other questions, which were common problems that can be found in the lives of ordinary people. After asking, everyone summed up and analyzed: Bai Chuan has love and marriage, has money and work, IQ and pursuit, wife and son, a complete state of life. It meets the current definition of a winner in life.
“You’re a winner in life.” The crowd was sincerely envious of him.
“Yes.” Bai Chuan wasn’t humble.
The professors who were hiding in the room next door for a whole afternoon listening, didn’t collect any information, so they turned to consult with Professor Feng, “Feng, how did you do it?”
“...” Don’t ask me, I didn’t do anything. Also, do people who originally come from autism like to compare themselves?
At four o’clock in the afternoon, the seminar was over, and each professors came to pick up their people, preparing to return to the hotel.
“You go.” Bai Chuan was giving a cold-shoulder to Professor Feng.
“We have to return to the hotel together.” Professor Feng explained.
“No, I want to wait for Xiaoya.” Bai Chuan said.
“Xiaoya and Little Dumpling went to the museum.” Didn’t she already say it in the morning?
Bai Chuan frowned, he was about to become unhappy when suddenly a small cannon ball in a red t-shirt hit him, “Daddy, you’re finished with the seminar!”
Bai Chuan picked up his son with one hand, “What did you eat? You’re two pounds fatter than in the morning.”
“An ice cream, a bowl of pasta, a bottle of coke.”
Bai Chuan hummed an ‘en’, then gave his son to Professor Feng who was beside him.
Everyone looked over and found that Professor Feng who was given the child wasn’t unhappy, rather, he was grinning while holding the stupid boy who had studied mathematics for three years, he was infinitely spoiled.
How about we also go to China? Several autistic people with children thought about it silently.
“The seminar’s over?” Mu Xiaoya walked to Bai Chuan.
“En.”
“Tired?”
“Not tired.”
“Any results?”
“I’m a winner in life.”
What’s with this conclusion?
When Mu Xiaoya was still wondering, a blonde foreigner suddenly came over and asked her in English with some unknown accent, “How old were you when you started to like Chuan?”
Mu Xiaoya didn’t know why that stranger suddenly asked, but he replied, “Five years old.”
Everyone: Seems like Chuan didn’t lie, he’s really a winner in life.
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Author’s NOTE:
Tomorrow, I will write about Brother.
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TL NOTE:
Oh my god, I laughed when I was translating this. ((o_△_)o)^▽^;)
Also, don't be mad about them not liking their kids (and the talk about wanting to beat or throwing them away), those people have special conditions ah. (´‐ω‐）=з