Wen Shuqiao pulled her suitcase into the business lounge and immediately spotted Zhong Qi and Xie Jingbei.
As she walked over, Zhong Qi smiled and said, "Sister, you're here."
Wen Shuqiao smiled and said, "Mm."
She looked at Xie Jingbei sitting opposite her and greeted him, "Teacher Xie."
Xie Jingbei laughed and said, "Why do you still call me Teacher Xie? Just call me Jingbei."
Wen Shuqiao smiled and said, "I'm used to calling you that, but it's easier to call you Teacher Xie."
After speaking with Xie Jingbei, she turned to Zhong Qi and asked, "How long have you been here?"
“I arrived about ten minutes earlier than you. Teacher Xie arrived earlier.” Zhong Qi said with a smile, “I’m really looking forward to this travel photoshoot. I’ve always wanted to go on a travel photoshoot, but I was always scared to do it alone. Now that I have someone I know, I feel much bolder.”
The travel photography itinerary was finalized a week ago. Although Zhong Qi won't be with the entire trip this time, she will be present for the first month.
The two of them happened to have each other's company.
Xie Jingbei, who was sitting opposite them, got up and returned shortly with a glass of warm water, handing it to Wen Shuqiao.
Wen Shuqiao was taken aback for a moment, then reached out and took the paper cup: "Thank you."
Xie Jingbei replied, "You're welcome."
He sat back down and asked, "Didn't Can Can cry when you went out this time?"
Wen Shuqiao sighed: "He was crying. I saw him crying when I came in, but I didn't dare to look any longer, so I quickly came in."
She was afraid that if she looked any longer, she wouldn't be able to leave. Now she understood why some people say that those who have attachments cannot travel far.
Wen Shuqiao only truly felt this today.
She felt bad when Can Can cried.
They've been in this world for so long and have never been apart. Who would bear to let a sweet baby cry?
But there was nothing she could do. This morning, she and Shen Jiazhou had secretly agreed that she would just go into the station and Shen Jiazhou would take care of the rest.
I wonder if Shen Jiazhou has comforted Cancan yet.
Thinking of this, Wen Shuqiao's expression became somewhat indescribable. She wanted to send a message to Shen Jiazhou, but she was afraid that he was currently comforting Cancan.
She quickly composed herself and looked up at Xie Jingbei: "Where's An'an? Is he missing you?"
Xie Jingbei said helplessly, "I hitched a ride with my sister this morning. As soon as we got to the station, An'an urged me to get off quickly because he wanted to go to school to play with your Can Can."
The two children have a very deep friendship, and Can Can is now An An's number one priority. A while ago, when they heard Can Can playing the erhu, he stopped practicing the piano and ran to play the erhu with Can Can. The noise from sawing wood when he came back made Xie Chuying and her husband leave the child with him.
He listened to the sound of sawing wood for several days straight, like some kind of wronged soul, until he almost had a nervous breakdown.
He asked, "How well does your son Cancan play the erhu?"
Wen Shuqiao gave an indescribable look, but still replied, "It's alright, his uncle is in charge of this."
Can Can loved playing the erhu for Shen Jiazhou. He was completely absorbed in the music, and after he finished playing, he would look at Shen Jiazhou with bright, sparkling eyes.
What could Shen Jiazhou do? He praised her a couple of times against his conscience, then turned around and hugged her to complain, hoping that Cancan could use a gentler piece of wood to saw.
But Can Can just loved it, and with An An joining them later, the two kids had company and worked even harder.
It's a pity for other people's ears.
Zhong Qi laughed and said, "Kids are all like that. My niece has been learning a musical instrument recently. My sister and brother-in-law wish they could plug their ears with cement, but the child likes it, so there's nothing they can do."
Wen Shuqiao nodded: "Yes, as long as the child likes it."
The three of them sat in the lounge and chatted for a while before the ticket check began.
Wen Shuqiao lagged behind them by a step, but still couldn't resist taking out her phone to send a message to Shen Jiazhou.
[Tickets checked! Has Can Can arrived at kindergarten yet?]
Shen Jiazhou replied quickly: "He's been crying ever since you left. I'm taking him to the company today, and I'll take him to kindergarten tomorrow."
He then included a photo of them sitting in a cake shop.
Shen Jiazhou: [I only managed to appease him by promising to buy him a small cake. Don't tell him I told him; it's a secret.]
Wen Shuqiao chuckled softly: "Why are you snitching?"
However, she will pretend she doesn't know.
Zhong Qi, who was in front of her in line, heard Wen Shuqiao's laughter and turned to look at her: "What's wrong?"
Wen Shuqiao shook her head: "It's okay, let's go."
After sending another message to Shen Jiazhou, she followed the crowd and embarked on a new journey.
*
Travel photography isn't as wonderful as you might imagine.
Wen Shuqiao has been away for more than half a month, carrying a camera and running around with other people, and she has lost a lot of weight.
In addition, the temperature was high in some places, and despite her being very careful about her health, she still caught the virus.
After Wen Shuqiao and Zhong Qi put their luggage away at the hotel, she felt a little dizzy and declined the invitation to dinner with everyone that night, choosing to lie down in the hotel by herself.
I don't know how long she slept, but her phone rang, waking her from a deep sleep.
I glanced at my phone groggily; it was a video call from Shen Jiazhou.
She's been away for almost half a month, and we've been making video calls almost every time we have a spare moment. Today, however, we haven't had a chance because we've been traveling.
Wen Shuqiao glanced at the time; everyone should be home by now.
She sat up in bed, patted her face to wake herself up, and then answered the phone.
As soon as the video call connected, Cancan's facial features filled the entire frame.
As soon as Can Can saw Wen Shu Qiao answer the phone, she immediately said, "Auntie!"
Wen Shuqiao smiled and asked, "Baby, have you eaten yet?"
“I’ve already eaten,” Can Can said. “My uncle and I ate at Uncle Xingyuan’s shop today. Uncle Xingyuan and Aunt Mingxue are back.”
After Can Can finished speaking, she asked again, "Auntie, have you eaten? Are you in bed? Are you asleep?"
Wen Shuqiao patiently replied, "Auntie has already eaten. Auntie is just resting in bed."
She dared not tell Can Can that she had a cold.
Can Can said "oh," and before she could say anything more, the phone camera shook twice, widening the field of view and bringing Shen Jia Zhou's face into the frame.
He looked Wen Shuqiao over carefully and asked only, "When will you arrive at the hotel?"
"We arrived this afternoon," Wen Shuqiao said. "Are you still on your way?"
"Yeah, I just left the store. He kept insisting on video chatting with you." Shen Jiazhou asked, "Are you going out to shoot again tomorrow?"
Wen Shuqiao nodded: "I have plans for tomorrow, but I'm still considering whether to go or not."
If she feels better tomorrow, she'll go; if not, she'll rest at the hotel.
Shen Jiazhou stared intently at the screen: "Where's Zhong Qi?"
Wen Shuqiao said gently, "She lives next door, but she didn't stay with us this time."
Shen Jiazhou hummed in response. This time, in the car, after only a few words, Shen Jiazhou hung up the phone.
Wen Shuqiao breathed a sigh of relief and was just about to lie down for a while when she received a message from Shen Jiazhou.
Did you call a doctor?
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