Chapter 421...Goodnight
The uncle and nephew were both very calm now. Wen Shuqiao just looked at them quietly, and no one knew what he was thinking.
As Shen Shiyue listened to Shen Jiazhou's nagging instructions to him, he was a little dazed for a moment.
My uncle has really changed a lot in this life.
It’s all because of Wen Shuqiao.
When you are sinking, take slow, deep breaths, which is really...good.
My uncle in this life will not commit suicide because he can't bear the pressure.
Shen Shiyue now felt a deep sense of fatigue, but something was holding him up. As long as he had a thought, the fatigue would disappear.
It must be that thing urging him.
Chen Shiyue clenched his hands slightly, trying to stay conscious.
"By the way, how's the weather over there? At your age, you shouldn't wear thin clothes in the middle of winter just to look cool..." Shen Jiazhou felt like he had endless things to say.
"That's enough." Shen Shiyue interrupted Shen Jiazhou.
Shen Jiazhou stared at Shen Shiyue.
As Shen Shiyue got off the sofa, his tone became more sarcastic: "Aren't you just trying to urge me to leave by saying so much? Why waste so much time and energy?"
Shen Jiazhou froze in place: "Baby... I'm not..."
"I'm Shen Shiyue, not Cancan, you don't need to call me baby." Shen Shiyue's eyes were red: "You are not my uncle either, my uncle has died in the sea."
He finally looked at Shen Jiazhou deeply, and finally turned his head away stubbornly: "I don't need you to do good for me, you just need to be yourself. With such a small heart, why think so much? It's boring."
Shen Jiazhou opened his mouth and apologized subconsciously: "I'm sorry."
"Who asked you to apologize?" Shen Shiyue was a little angry: "I don't need it either! You are really annoying!"
After he finished speaking, he looked at Wen Shuqiao again and said impatiently, "Take care of him."
Wen Shuqiao sighed, she stood up and said: "Shi Yue, can we talk for a while alone?"
Shen Shiyue just wanted to leave the living room, he hummed hurriedly, and strode towards the children's room.
Wen Shuqiao followed closely behind, and when Shen Jiazhou saw them leave, he also got up and left.
But Shen Shiyue noticed it, turned around and said, “I don’t want to see you, don’t come over.”
Shen Jiazhou stood there in a daze like a child who had done something wrong, and finally looked at Wen Shuqiao with a pleading look.
Wen Shuqiao turned around and said, "Wait in the living room for a moment."
Shen Jiazhou's eyes fell on Shen Shiyue who was about to enter the children's room, and finally, he sat down in silence again.
Wen Shuqiao and Shen Shiyue returned to the children's room.
Shen Shiyue didn't say a word, took off his shoes and climbed onto the bed.
Wen Shuqiao asked, "Are you leaving?"
Shen Shiyue leaned against the head of the bed. He glanced at Wen Shuqiao lazily, and rarely did he choke: "Yes, if you don't leave now, you won't be able to leave."
Wen Shuqiao sighed softly. She said, "He will be very sad if you say that just now."
“When he jumped into the sea to commit suicide, he never thought that I would be sad.” Shen Shiyue raised his head, held back the sour feeling, and took a deep breath: “Forget it, there is no point in talking about this.”
Wen Shuqiao looked at him and was silent for a long time. She said, "Do you need me to help you with something?"
Shen Shiyue didn't quite understand what she meant. He looked up at her in confusion. Their time and space were different. How could she help him? With her useless system?
Wen Shuqiao said gently: "I can negotiate with the system and help you get an opportunity."
"Opportunities are no longer important to me." Shen Shiyue understood what Wen Shuqiao meant, and his tone was deeply exhausted: "That world exists because of me, but in the end it still messed up my life."
Opportunity? His parents and uncle both died young because of him, so what would be the point even if he had a chance?
He leaned against the head of the bed, feeling his mental strength draining away rapidly.
Shen Shiyue sighed softly and murmured: “Aunt, life is like this, always full of regrets, pain, and panic.”
Wen Shuqiao pursed her lips tightly, but Shen Shiyue showed her his first sincere smile: “Thank you for coming here, at least the uncle and Cancan here will not repeat the same mistakes.”
He slowly shrank back into the quilt and wrapped himself tightly.
Shen Shiyue's eyelids had become very heavy. He was already hovering on the edge of danger, and this time snatching control of the body took up all his energy. He murmured, "I'll ask you one last thing. Please take good care of my uncle. He likes to keep everything in his heart, which is really not good."
He looked at the slightly open door and saw his uncle outside.
It's good like this now... He's afraid of seeing his uncle again, and he really, really, really can't bear to leave...
Wen Shuqiao also guessed it. She took a deep breath and said, "...I will, Shi Yue. You have to believe that there will always be a chance."
Chen Shiyue just weakly raised the corners of his mouth.
At this moment, the door of the children's room was pushed open again. Shen Jiazhou still couldn't sit still, so he strode to the bedside.
Shen Shiyue’s eyelids were already a little heavy, he blinked hard, and finally his eyes fell on Shen Jiazhou’s face.
He no longer had the energy to say more. Before closing his eyes, he murmured like a sigh: "Uncle...good night."
Shen Jiazhou's throat was filled with sourness. He forced himself to hold back his strong emotions, bent down, and, as usual, left a kiss on Shen Shiyue's face: "Good night, Shiyue."
Warm tears also fell on Shen Shiyue's ears, but he did not react at all.
The only sound in the room was breathing.
Shen Jiazhou stood up and looked down at the person on the bed.
It’s Cancan. He is sleeping soundly now.
Wen Shuqiao walked forward, tucked the quilt for Cancan, and pulled up the guardrail.
Finally, he pulled the distraught Shen Jiazhou out of the children's room.
The door to the children's room was tightly closed.
Shen Jiazhou stared at the closed door with red eyes. He asked, "He went back?"
Wen Shuqiao looked at him and sighed softly: "Let's go back."
She estimated that this fight for control of the body must have consumed all of Shen Shiyue’s mental energy.
She raised her hand and touched Shen Jiazhou's face: "Don't be sad."
Shen Jiazhou didn't say anything. His back slumped down, and he leaned tiredly against Wen Shuqiao, buried his face in the crook of her shoulder, and whispered, "I'm really not a competent uncle. I really went too far..."
He actually raised Shen Shiyue so poorly.
Wen Shuqiao's clothes were soaked with tears that she couldn't control. Wen Shuqiao touched his head and said softly, "But in Shi Yue's eyes, my uncle is the best uncle in the world."
In another world, Shen Jiazhou's pain was no less than Shen Shiyue's.
There is no such thing as competent or incompetent. If there is anything to say, it can only be said that...it's fate.
Wen Shuqiao stroked his head and said softly, "It will be fine, everything will be fine."
How can I get better?
Shen Jiazhou thought numbly that in another world, Shen Shiyue had already lost his uncle.
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