The video begins with Can Can's face, as he stares intently at his phone screen, seemingly poking at something. However, the camera quickly switches from a selfie to a rear camera.
In the video, he briefly glimpsed himself sitting on the sofa, leaving Shen Jiazhou puzzled, but he soon saw the answer.
He saw "himself" staggering towards the kitchen. No, what was he going to the kitchen for?
As if knowing what he was thinking, Can Can's camera followed him.
Wen Shuqiao is in the kitchen.
Drunk, he stood behind Wen Shuqiao like a wall, completely blocking her view from Cancan's perspective.
Shen Jiazhou's eyes widened in disbelief. What was he doing? Why was he blocking Wen Shuqiao's way?
His mind seemed to be spinning, like it was stuck and unable to load. Then, he saw Wen Shuqiao take his hand. Can Can was a great photographer, capturing the helplessness and doting on her face clearly.
"You'd better not remember when you wake up."
Wen Shuqiao muttered something, which was recorded very clearly.
This video is actually not long, at most two minutes or so, but it contains a lot of information.
First, he knew Wen Shuqiao well; she wouldn't just hold his hand for no reason. Second, he knew himself well too; he was definitely being indecent… definitely…
Shen Jiazhou felt like he was about to faint. The phone slipped from his hand and hit him squarely in the face, leaving him stunned.
Ignoring the pain, Shen Jiazhou quickly grabbed his phone, abruptly got out of bed, and sat up, watching the video again from beginning to end in disbelief.
He's being a scoundrel.
He's just tagging along.
He was acting cute with Wen Shuqiao.
Shen Jiazhou screamed, then, as if remembering something, he covered his mouth tightly.
Let him faint, let him faint, let him faint!
This can't be real, this can't be real! The person in this video can't possibly be Shen Jiazhou, hahaha, how could it be him, Shen Jiazhou? This is hilarious, impossible, absolutely impossible.
But the face in the video is him.
Every glance, every expression, every movement—it's him.
Shen Jiazhou leaned back against the headboard, his face blank.
He sobered up quickly that day and asked Can Can if he had done anything out of line. Can Can said no.
He also indirectly asked Wen Shuqiao, who also said no.
Seeing this short video, Shen Jiazhou felt as if his soul had left his body. He tried hard to recall what happened that day, but he just couldn't remember anything.
What exactly did he do?
Wen Shuqiao was too good-natured; she didn't even punch him.
The phone vibrated, bringing Shen Jiazhou back to his senses. He glanced down at his phone and saw that it was a message from Wen Shuqiao.
Upon seeing the name Wen Shuqiao, Shen Jiazhou felt like he was holding a hot potato; his hands slipped and fell onto the blanket, his gaze involuntarily drawn to her.
What's wrong? I think I heard you call out when I passed by your door. Do you need my help? I'm at your door right now.
She... was at the door...
Shen Jiazhou didn't dare touch his phone, and soon Wen Shuqiao sent another message.
Are you alright? Should I come in?
Shen Jiazhou's brain had already crashed. After a moment of buffering upon seeing the message, the next second, a knock on the door reached his ears.
"Jiazhou, are you alright?"
Shen Jiazhou mechanically looked towards the door, not even knowing how he managed to lift the covers and get out. He walked over awkwardly, took a deep breath, pressed the doorknob, and opened the door.
Wen Shuqiao stood at the door, hesitating whether to go in or not, when the door opened.
She looked in with a hint of curiosity, her gaze rising, and saw... Shen Jiazhou, his face flushed red.
Wen Shuqiao was startled and quickly asked, "Why are your face and neck so red? Are you alright?"
As she spoke, she subconsciously reached out to touch his forehead. Her hand was slightly cool, and Shen Jiazhou trembled slightly when it touched his skin.
Wen Shuqiao asked, "Are you feeling unwell anywhere?"
Shen Jiazhou looked at her worried face, her red lips that were opening and closing, and her fingers.
That day, she held his hand with the same hand that's now touching his head...
"Jia Zhou?" Wen Shuqiao was getting anxious as she didn't get a response. She withdrew her hand and asked, "Are you feeling unwell?"
Shen Jiazhou stared at her and blinked slowly twice, as if a rusty machine had been lubricated, his voice becoming noticeably hoarse: "I'm fine... I'm just hot." Or more accurately, I'm just embarrassed...
Hot?
Wen Shuqiao was even more puzzled: "Are you really okay? I feel like you're not doing very well right now, and it seems like you're getting more and more famous..."
Especially the ears, they felt like they were bleeding.
“It’s nothing…” Shen Jiazhou replied awkwardly, “I, I might have had a little to drink tonight, it’s normal, I’m fine, really fine.”
Shen Jiazhou thought desperately that his rationality had returned somewhat, but now he felt a pulling sensation in his brain whenever he saw Wen Shuqiao.
On one hand, let him calm down, and on the other hand, let him bravely ask the question.
And his heart, ever since he saw the video, has been pounding non-stop. When he saw Wen Shuqiao, he even wanted to play an electronic drum for her, using his heart as drumsticks.
Wen Shuqiao slightly raised her head to look at him, but Shen Jiazhou's eyes were fixed on her. She flinched for a moment before realizing that she had crossed a line by touching his forehead directly.
She took a breath: "Then call me if you need anything, I'll be right next door and I'll be there soon."
Shen Jiazhou gave a dry "oh," and Wen Shuqiao nodded: "Go to sleep early, goodnight."
Seeing that Wen Shuqiao was about to return to the children's room, Shen Jiazhou, not knowing where he got the courage, suddenly spoke up: "Could I..."
Wen Shuqiao stopped and turned to look at him.
Shen Jiazhou forced a smile and said, "May I make... an impolite request?"
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