Can Can lay in Shen Jiazhou's arms, deep in thought, her whole face showing her effort.

But it took too long, for a little kid like him...

Shen Jiayi understood just by looking at his face. He sighed softly, "I thought the baby was the smartest baby in the world with the best memory. It seems that your uncle was wrong. It's okay, if you can't remember, you can't remember. Your uncle was just asking casually, don't take it to heart."

Upon hearing this, Can Can panicked and exclaimed, "I remember! I remember!"

He tried hard to think, and finally remembered. He scrambled to his feet and struggled to find the words: "Uncle, that day you were... you were... uh... you were..."

Can Can hesitated; he didn't know how to describe it to his uncle.

Teacher Shen Jiazhou patiently guided the child: "If you can't say it, can you try to recreate it with actions?"

Cancan quickly nodded: "I can!"

He thought for a moment, then plopped down next to Shen Jiazhou. But when he leaned his head over, he found that he could only rest his head on his uncle's arm. So he quickly took off his shoes, stood on the chair, and knelt down on the chair with a thud. Now he could rest his head on his uncle's arm.

Can Can exclaimed loudly, "Uncle, so this is who you are! And you're still like this!"

He nudged him, and Shen Jiazhou was a little stunned: "I'm like this?"

Cancan nodded and said, "Yes!"

Because they were so loud, passersby couldn't help but look at the two of them. After seeing their faces, they couldn't help but praise, "Your child is so cute."

Cancan exclaimed loudly again, "Thank you, Auntie! You're beautiful too!"

The passerby smiled and walked away.

Shen Jiazhou couldn't help but say, "Keep your voice down."

Are you afraid others won't know about your uncle's affairs?

Then, unable to resist asking, "How am I?"

Can Can straightened her head, thought for a moment, then sat down and swung her legs.

Shen Jiazhou took a breath, bent down, picked up his shoes, and put them on him.

Can Can jumped off the bench and reached out his hand to Shen Jiazhou. Shen Jiazhou reached out his own hand in confusion, and Can Can grabbed it tightly: "You're still like this! You want your aunt to lead you around!"

Shen Jiazhou's eyes widened. He looked down at his and Cancan's tightly clasped hands and subconsciously replied, "No, I don't think so."

"You do!" Can Can shouted back, but then, remembering something, she covered her mouth with her other hand and muttered, "Can I whisper it?"

Shen Jiazhou no longer cared whether Cancan was speaking loudly or not; he retorted, "Impossible, I didn't."

Can Can was a little angry. He pouted and said, "You do have it, Uncle! You can't not believe me!"

Shen Jiazhou had a headache, but patiently asked, "What else did I do?"

Can Can sat back down next to Shen Jiazhou and said earnestly, "Uncle, as I said before, you're just like a child."

Shen Jiazhou had a vague feeling that something was wrong.

Can Can hadn't remembered being angry that day, but now, as she kept recalling it, it all came back to her.

Can Can said with a bit of helplessness and a little anger, "You insist on Auntie holding your hand, otherwise you won't walk. Auntie has no choice but to hold your hand and then use her other hand to help me get my toys. I can't even hold Auntie's hand anymore!"

Shen Jiazhou's mind went blank for a moment.

As Can Can recounted his memories through a combination of words and gestures, he seemed to recall a few fragmented memories as well.

"I'm not stupid."

Why didn't you hold my hand?

"It's not President Shen, it's Shen Jiazhou."

"..."

Can Can shook his and his uncle's tightly clasped hands: "Uncle, what's wrong?"

Shen Jiazhou snapped out of his daze, his gaze sweeping over their clasped hands: "...It's nothing."

Can Can didn't believe it: "Uncle, Auntie said that if there's anything that makes you unhappy, you should talk about it, otherwise you'll feel uncomfortable and cry."

So you should talk about happy things, and you should talk about unhappy things even more.

Shen Jiazhou patted his head and said, "Baby, your uncle has a question for you."

Can Can straightened up: "Uncle, go ahead and ask."

Shen Jiazhou didn't ask the question for a long time, and Can Can was getting a little bored.

But just then, he saw his aunt return, and immediately forgot about his uncle's matter.

"Auntie~"

When Shen Jiazhou heard Can Can call Wen Shuqiao, he subconsciously looked up. Wen Shuqiao had a smile on her face, her long hair was flowing in the air, and she was holding a bright bouquet of flowers in her arms. The sunlight was also gently enveloping her.

Flower Fairy, Shen Jiazhou thought.

He no longer had any questions; upon seeing Wen Shuqiao, he already had a 100% answer and certainty.

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