No, not here.
No, not there either.
He took a deep breath and was about to call Shen Jiachen again when he heard someone call his name.
"Jiazhou, look up."
Upon hearing this, Shen Jiazhou subconsciously looked up, and Shen Jiachen was not far away, smiling at him.
Shen Jiazhou stood there, completely frozen in place, unable to lift his legs or move.
Shen Jiachen.
That really is Shen Jiachen, a Shen Jiachen who can move and talk.
Shen Jiazhou didn't even blink. Shen Jiachen looked at him in confusion, strode up to him, and flicked his forehead.
A slight pain brought him back to his senses. Shen Jiazhou subconsciously reached out and touched it. Hmm? Wasn't it said that dreams don't hurt? Why did he feel a little pain?
"What are you thinking about?" Shen Jiachen felt that Shen Jiazhou was acting strangely today, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it. He looked Shen Jiazhou up and down and asked in confusion, "Hmm? He looks fine. Are you out of your mind?"
However, it was rare for him to see Shen Jiazhou like this, so he raised his hand and mischievously pinched his cheek.
My younger brother hasn't sculpted them since he grew up. The texture is a bit outdated now. It was more fun to sculpt them when they were still glutinous rice balls.
I thought Shen Jiazhou would be as boisterous as usual, but today, tears welled up in his eyes first.
Shen Jiachen was startled: "Hey, why are you crying again? Didn't you say you don't like to cry?"
Just as he was about to take the paper out of his pocket, Shen Jiazhou hugged him tightly.
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