Meow~
"Meow meow meow~"
Wen Shuqiao was awakened by the meowing beside her. She opened her eyes and found the room still dim, but the door to the master bedroom had been squeezed open a crack, letting in the light from the living room.
She looked around again, and Shen Jiazhou was no longer in the room.
Wen Shuqiao glanced at the digital clock again; it was only six o'clock.
Last night, she and Shen Jiazhou both had many worries and didn't fall asleep until very late. So where did Shen Jiazhou go so early?
Milk came over on his "motorcycle," and when he saw she was awake, he lay down on her pillow and stomped on it twice, then lay down and purred softly in her ear.
Wen Shuqiao touched the milk a few times, and the cake came in at some point, walking around her. Finally, it put its head on the edge of the bed, wanting Wen Shuqiao to pet it as well.
She looked at the cake, reached out and nudged its head, and the cake comfortably squinted its eyes.
It's a real puppy.
Wen Shuqiao withdrew her hand, sat up from the bed, washed up, and then slipped on her slippers and went out.
Shen Jiazhou wasn't in the living room either. She looked towards the children's room, walked over, and gently pushed open the door. She saw Shen Jiazhou sitting by Can Can's bed, looking down at Can Can, seemingly lost in thought.
He noticed the door open, looked up, and saw Wen Shuqiao. He asked gently, "Why are you up?"
Wen Shuqiao walked to his side and glanced at Cancan. Cancan was still sleeping soundly and had no idea that his uncle had been watching over him for a long time.
She turned her gaze to Shen Jiazhou: "Why didn't you rest a little longer?"
Shen Jiazhou shook his head: "I couldn't sleep, so I came to check on him."
He rested his head against Wen Shuqiao's chest, closed his eyes, and said, "I saw the cake this morning; it's a puppy now."
Wen Shuqiao put one hand on his shoulder and touched his face with the other, without saying a word.
Shen Jiazhou took a deep breath: "Is Shi Yue really gone?"
"Hmm." Wen Shuqiao finally reacted: "He went back."
Shen Jiazhou wrapped his arms around Wen Shuqiao's waist and hugged her even tighter.
Wen Shuqiao knew he was upset, so she touched his face to comfort him: "Don't be sad, he's going back, he'll definitely be doing well."
"I hope he's doing well." Shen Jiazhou opened his eyes, his gaze bloodshot. "Even though I know he's about my age, I still feel like he's a child. How can a child live alone?"
But he said it was all useless; Shen Shiyue couldn't stay, and he couldn't appear in Shen Shiyue's world.
There was an invisible Milky Way separating the uncle and nephew.
“He won’t be alone,” Wen Shuqiao said. “He’ll be very happy and gratified to see you and Cancan like this now.”
Shen Jiazhou murmured, "If only I were... a little stronger."
“That’s why he said he hated you last night,” Wen Shuqiao said softly. “Your nephew knows you well and knows you’ll feel guilty.”
Shen Jiazhou's tears soaked a small patch of Wen Shuqiao's pajamas.
Wen Shuqiao sensed it, reached for a tissue from the bedside table, lifted his chin, and wiped away his tears: "Okay, stop crying. When Cancan wakes up, she'll be sad too."
Shen Jiazhou said, "I... I can't control myself. The thought of him going back to that world all alone makes me feel terrible. He's my nephew, why can't he stay here with me?"
“He won’t be all alone. He knows you love him.” Wen Shuqiao gently patted his shoulder and coaxed him, “We just need to wish him all the best from afar. He’s an adult now and can handle his own affairs. Besides, you gave him a lot of advice last night.”
Last night, Shen Jiazhou wished he could just travel back in time and help Shen Shiyue deal with the Shen family.
"I know." Shen Jiazhou's emotions stabilized a bit: "I know it's no use saying more. If... if Shen Jiachen and Wen Zhixia were still here, that would be great."
Wen Shuqiao rubbed his head: "Don't think so much, cheer up, otherwise I'll really worry about you when Cancan wakes up."
Shen Jiazhou composed himself, released Wen Shuqiao, patted his face, and finally got up: "I'm going to wash my face."
Wen Shuqiao nodded: "I'll go with you."
The two glanced at the sleeping Can Can one last time, then quietly left the children's room.
After washing his face with cold water, Shen Jiazhou calmed down considerably.
Wen Shuqiao wiped his face and then tiptoed up to kiss him: "Let's stay home today, okay? I'll send a message to Can Can's homeroom teacher later. Our family will just have a good rest today, no work or classes."
Both of them are feeling a bit bitter right now, and Wen Shuqiao doesn't dare let Shen Jiazhou go to the company alone in this state.
Shen Jiazhou nodded: "Okay."
Wen Shuqiao said, "It's still early, let's sleep a little longer. Cancan won't wake up until at least 8:30."
It's not even 6:30 yet.
Shen Jiazhou nodded blankly. He hadn't slept well at all last night and hadn't had any dreams, but he was very tired and exhausted.
Wen Shuqiao pulled him back to bed, and Shen Jiazhou buried his face in Wen Shuqiao's arms. Wen Shuqiao hugged him and chuckled, "Can you still breathe?"
“…Yes.” Shen Jiazhou hugged her tighter.
Wen Shuqiao sighed and patted Shen Jiazhou on the back again: "Lift your face up."
Shen Jiazhou was reluctant; he didn't want Wen Shuqiao to see this side of him.
Wen Shuqiao had actually guessed it. Shen Jiazhou was still quite concerned about his image. Although he had long since stopped caring about his image in front of her, he would still feel a little awkward sometimes.
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