Why can't he understand anything? What is "uterus four"? What is "overseas uterus four"?
Can Can's eyelids grew heavier and heavier, but she tried her best to listen before going to sleep.
But Shen Jiazhou only glanced at him before starting to output a long string of numbers.
Hmm... why is it getting harder and harder to understand what my uncle is saying?
All he knew was that there were lots and lots of... toys... zzzZZZ...
Shen Jiazhou gently shook Cancan and said, "Baby, I haven't finished yet, keep listening."
Can Can was shaken awake. He hummed in response, muttering with his eyes still closed, "Listen...listen...zzzzzzz"
He became completely unresponsive, no matter how Shen Jiazhou called him.
Wen Shuqiao turned her head away and couldn't help but secretly laugh.
Shen Jiazhou, holding Cancan, turned his head and saw Wen Shuqiao's smirking face. He said, "Stop laughing. Is my method any different from your method of reciting ancient poems?"
He simply couldn't believe that a child who didn't like classical poetry could love going to work.
Wen Shuqiao shrugged: "You're the one with the best ideas."
She was getting sleepy from talking so much.
Shen Jiazhou asked, "Shall I carry him back to the room?"
He easily picked up Can Can, and he tried to be as gentle as possible, but he still disturbed her.
He opened his eyes groggily, his mind blurring between his uncle's and father's images, and mumbled softly, "Dad?"
Shen Jiazhou paused for a moment, stood still, gently rocked his arm like a cradle twice, and then coaxed softly, "Sleep well, baby."
Can Can gripped the buttons on his clothes and closed her eyes peacefully.
Wen Shuqiao was standing right next to them, so she naturally heard Can Can's mutterings. She looked up at Shen Jiazhou.
She had only glanced at her casually, but at that moment, Shen Jiazhou's gaze was fixed on Cancan's face, his lips slightly upturned, yet there was no trace of a smile on his face. His eyes seemed to be slightly red, and that subtle expression seemed to be mixed with a bit of self-reproach.
What is he blaming himself for?
But that subtle expression vanished in an instant. When he looked up at her again, his expression was almost the same as always.
He asked, "Which room does he sleep in?"
He came here a few times, but he only stayed in the living room.
Wen Shuqiao came to her senses and said, "He will sleep in the master bedroom with me."
Shen Jiazhou nodded and glanced at the master bedroom: "I'll carry him to the door."
He couldn't conveniently go into the bedroom.
Wen Shuqiao nodded and followed him to the master bedroom. She then carefully took the sleeping Cancan from his arms and went into the bedroom. Cancan remained asleep even after being placed on the bed, indicating that he was truly exhausted today.
She tucked the blanket around him to make sure there was no draft before leaving the bedroom.
Shen Jiazhou had already packed his things. When he saw Wen Shuqiao come out, he said, "Then I'll be going too."
Wen Shuqiao nodded and said, "Be careful on the road."
She saw Shen Jiazhou to the door and watched him walk step by step toward the elevator.
She didn't know why, but she always felt that Shen Jiazhou was... very lonely.
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