"I knew it! When did you learn to paint jasmine flowers?" Shen Jiazhou followed behind helplessly. "Turns out you had a teacher."

Wen Shuqiao chuckled: "He learns everything quickly."

Shen Jiazhou thought for a moment: "I hope he can learn knowledge just as quickly."

He recently came across a lot of posts about children's education, and people were getting frustrated and irritable while helping each other with their homework.

We still need to contact a tutor in advance; he and Wen Shuqiao can't afford to be irritable!

He walked quickly into the children's room, but Shen Jiazhou didn't go in: "Come over early, I'm going to wash up."

His gaze then fell on Wen Shuqiao: "Good night, get some rest."

Wen Shuqiao hummed in agreement: "Goodnight."

When Shen Jiazhou left, he thoughtfully left the door to the children's room half-closed.

Can Can urged Wen Shuqiao to go to bed, standing by the bed and staring intently at Wen Shuqiao: "Auntie, go to sleep!"

Wen Shuqiao said helplessly, "Baby, you can go back and rest now. Auntie can sleep alone."

Cancan said, "Auntie, you won't be scared if I'm here!"

But it's hard to fall asleep with those big eyes staring at you, isn't it?

Despite the gaze, she still lay down. Can Can gently smoothed her hair to one side, tucked the blanket around her, and touched her face with her little hand: "Go to sleep, Auntie!"

Wen Shuqiao hummed twice: "Goodnight, baby."

Can Can stood on tiptoe and gave her a big kiss on the forehead: "Goodnight, Auntie!"

Wen Shuqiao closed her eyes and pretended to be asleep. She didn't know how long she slept before she finally heard the light go out and the door make a soft sound.

She furtively opened her eyes halfway; the room was pitch black, and Can Can had already left.

Wen Shuqiao breathed a sigh of relief and turned over in bed. Perhaps because she had rested enough during the day due to the fever, she was actually quite energetic now.

Can Can's bed is against the bay window on the other side. There is a small gap between the curtains, and light shines in from outside, falling obliquely on the bed.

Wen Shuqiao lay back down, her mind filled with the photo albums and texts she had seen at Wen Zhixia's house that afternoon.

Especially the last photo, she and Wen Zhixia were both speechless.

But wasn't she an outsider? Why did she faint? And this fever was also inexplicable. Since coming to this world, she felt that her physical condition was much better than in her previous life. This fever came on suddenly and violently, and there was also that dream she had forgotten.

Her subconscious told her that the dream was important, but she couldn't remember exactly what it was about.

Could it be related to this world?

Wen Shuqiao quietly pulled the blanket over her head, and the small space was filled with the sound of her breathing.

And then there's what Shen Jiazhou said.

Wen Shuqiao tossed and turned under the covers, but couldn't figure it out. Finally, she poked her head out from under the covers again.

I should just go to sleep... I really don't know how to think anymore.