my autistic boyfriend

Chapter 24 Amazing Grace
The taxi passed the Hengcheng Center shopping plaza, and there were Catholic congregants doing activities.They sang Amazing Grace loudly in the square, and the gentle and emotional melody brought the scene back to the days when she first arrived in the United States many years ago.

The first time Sheng Zhaoxi saw Jin Siyu was in the church. She passed the door of the community church and heard many people singing "Amazing Grace" in chorus.

At that time, she didn't know the name of the hymn, but she was inexplicably attracted by the lyrics and melody: "Amazing grace, How sweet the sound, That saved a wretch like me. I once was lost, but now I am found. Was blind, but now I see." (Amazing grace, so sweet, to save a sinner like me. I was once astray, but now I am found. I was blind, but now I see again. )
She stood at the door of the church, the cold winter sun hung in the sky, making the church dark and dark.All she could see was a ray of light above Jesus' head, like a holy light shining on the cross.guide her forward.

Sheng Zhaoxi walked in anxiously and sat in the last row, watching them read the Bible and sing hymns together.

A priest came up to her and asked, "Son, are you new here?"

She shook her head: "I'm just passing by."

"It doesn't matter. It is the Lord's will that you sit here now. Would you like to come and get to know everyone?" The priest held out his hand to her.

The priest looked very enthusiastic, but Sheng Zhaoxi didn't understand a word. She was in a hurry to go abroad. She was still learning the language, and her English skills were far from being able to communicate with the locals freely.She blushed with embarrassment: "Sorry. Pardon?"

The priest seemed to understand her difficulty, and smiled kindly: "Are you Chinese?"

She understood this sentence, and nodded fiercely.

"Steven, come here." The priest called over there.

A black-haired boy turned his head, and Sheng Zhaoxi could only see a silhouette against the light, with a very tall and straight figure and clean facial lines.

It was only when Sheng Zhaoxi got closer that he could see clearly that the boy was wearing a white shirt and a black cardigan.The figure is slender and neat, but looks a little thin.

Looks about her age.It should be the age of Zhang Yang, but the brown pupils seem to contain mountains, rivers, lakes and seas, gentle and clear.With a sense of elegance that has not been seen for a long time, it also vaguely gives people a sense of alienation.

The priest turned his head and said something to the boy named Steven, but she could only vaguely understand a few words.I had no choice but to stare at him eagerly, waiting for him to translate.

The boy turned his head and said only one sentence: "Come with me."

that's it?Before she could react, the boy walked towards the front of the church on his own.The priest still looked at her kindly, with encouragement in his eyes.She had no choice but to bite the bullet and follow.

"Hello, my name is Sheng Zhaoxi. You can call me Joyce." Surrounded by a bunch of foreigners, the only compatriot seemed extremely precious.She took the initiative to introduce herself and extended her hand in a friendly manner.

It's a pity that this compatriot wrote "I'm not interested in your name" all over his face, and directly ignored her outstretched hand.Let her silently take back the first impression that he was very gentle just now.

Probably Steven introduced her to the rest of the congregation, and everyone greeted her in a friendly way.I don't know if it's because people with faith are extraordinarily kind. Although she still can't quite understand what they are saying, she can feel the kindness they are trying to convey.

Sheng Zhaoxi smirked and nodded one by one, half of her body was hidden behind Steven.Follow him closely like a chick.

Steven looked at her with a frown, as if impatient, but he didn't make a sound to chase her away.Just treat her like air, and do her own thing on her own.

He stood in front of the cross and restrained his mind.Put your hands together and say silently: "Glory to the Father, to the Son and to the Holy Spirit, as it was in the beginning, so it is today, and forever. Amen."

The index finger, middle finger and thumb of the right hand pinched together and made the sign of the cross on the forehead and shoulders.

She is not a believer, but she respects people of faith.Sheng Zhaoxi waited quietly for him to finish praying.

"What's your name? I mean your Chinese name."

Steven raised his eyelids lazily, as if he was considering whether to answer her question.After hesitating again and again, he said, "Jin Siyu."

His voice is so nice, low but clear, revealing a sense of cool abstinence.

"So what do you do in church every day? Pray? Read the Bible?" Sheng Zhaoxi sat on a long wooden chair, shaking his feet.

"Repent." I don't know if it was Sheng Zhaoxi's illusion, but Jin Siyu's answers were always as short as possible, truncating every topic abruptly.And as soon as the eyes are in contact, they will avoid it like an electric shock.

One of Sheng Zhaoxi's qualities is that she is good at observation. Since she was a child, her mother said that she is suitable to be a psychologist.But everyone has a hidden disease in their hearts, and she is not interested in getting to the bottom of it.

(End of this chapter)