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nThe man in front of her was wearing casual clothes and had a surprised smile on his face.

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nMo Rao thought about it for a while and greeted him in surprise, “Brother Zhang?!”

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nZhang Zhe smiled. “You still remember me. Long time no see, Xiao Rao.”

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nBefore Mo Rao’s parents died, she and Zhang Zhe were neighbors and were familiar with each other. Later on, she entered the Fu family and lost contact with him.

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nShe did not expect to meet him here.

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n“Of course I remember you. Why are you here?” Mo Rao was happy and surprised.

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nZhang Zhe’s expression instantly darkened. “My… my son is here.”

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nHis son? Mo Rao was a little shocked. “Brother Zhang, your son…”

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n“He has autism. He has to come here every week for treatment.” Zhang Zhe sighed deeply when he mentioned his son. Then, he asked Mo Rao, “What about you?”

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n“I’m here to volunteer on behalf of Lin Wen,” Mo Rao replied.

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n“You know Lin Wen too?” Zhang Zhe was surprised.

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n“Yes, we’re friends. Let’s go in first,” Mo Rao said to Zhang Zhe.

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n“Okay.”

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nThe two of them entered the classroom together. There were five children in this classroom. All of them were autistic, and the deaf children were in another classroom.

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nThese children were very pitiful. Four out of five of them had been abandoned. Other than Zhang Zhe’s son, the others had been in the organization all year round.

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nTheir fees were also donated by charitable people.

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nZhang Zhe knew the situation here very well. He told Mo Rao everything during the chat. Mo Rao felt very sad.

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nHer heart ached as she looked at the quiet children who were lost in their own world.

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nZhang Zhe’s four-year-old son was also among them. He was moderately autistic. At this moment, he was sitting on a stool alone while holding a small brown bear doll. His small hand repeatedly fiddled with the fur on the doll, and he seemed to have no reaction to the surrounding movements.

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nThe other children were the same. They refused to communicate with the outside world and were immersed in their own world.

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nIt would also be accompanied by language disorders, and social and intellectual disorders.

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nAlthough this special education institution focused on charity, it also hired very professional doctors who would come every week to treat the children and test them.

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n“Momo, what are you doing?” Mo Rao came to Zhang Mo’s side and asked gently.

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nZhang Mo ignored Mo Rao and continued to play with the doll.

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nMo Rao was a little frustrated, but she quickly perked up and decided to talk about this little brown bear doll. “This little bear is so cute. Its fur is so soft!”

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nZhang Mo still did not react, as if he could not hear Mo Rao.

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nSeeing this scene, Zhang Zhe walked over. His words were filled with sorrow. “It’s useless. Even as a father, he rarely responds to me.”

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nZhang Mo’s mother had already chosen to get a divorce, so Zhang Zhe had always been the one taking care of his son.

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nMo Rao was dejected and did not know what to do.

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nAt this moment, a small brown bear was stuffed into Mo Rao’s hand. It was actually given to her by Zhang Mo.

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nShe had praised this little bear just now, so he was going to let her play with it?

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nZhang Zhe was also stunned by his son’s actions and could not believe it.

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n“Thank you. This little bear is so cute, as cute as you!” Mo Rao was encouraged and her eyes lit up. She happily took the little bear.

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nBut Zhang Mo fell silent again and no longer interacted with her.

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nZhang Zhe, who was originally happy, felt his heart sink when he saw this scene.

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nBut it was still progress! Zhang Zhe told Mo Rao that she was the first stranger Zhang Mo was willing to interact with.

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n“I was really surprised to see him give you the doll.” Zhang Zhe’s eyes turned red as he spoke. He was filled with sadness. “It was only today that I felt that sending him here was the right thing to do.”

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n“Brother Zhang, you’ve worked hard all these years. If you persevere, there will definitely be a miracle!” Mo Rao comforted.

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nZhang Zhe tried his best to hold back his tears and nodded. “Yes, you’re right. I’ll definitely continue! I don’t want much. I just want him to be able to speak, take care of himself, and live happily and peacefully in the future. I’ll be satisfied.”

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nMo Rao handed a piece of paper to Zhang Zhe. When she saw tears welling up in his eyes, her heart ached.

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nZhang Zhe took the tissue and wiped his eyes, revealing an awkward smile. “This is embarassing since we’ve just reunited.”

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nMo Rao shook her head. This was not embarassing. This was a father’s love for his child. She only felt touched and saddened.

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