After taking a bath, Jiashu refused to go to sleep and insisted on waiting for his dad to come back. Shen Zhimei was quite helpless, sitting at the bedside watching cartoons with him.
But in fact, she wasn't really watching what was playing on the tablet; her gaze lingered on her son's small face, lost in thought.
During this year, her son became much more sensible and obedient than before, yet he turned especially sensitive. Anytime he came home and didn't see Brother Three, he would ask every few minutes: When will Daddy be back? Has Daddy gone on a business trip again?
Jiashu was already starting to yawn, but he still tried hard to keep his eyes open, shaking Shen Zhimei's arm with a soft voice. "Mom, this episode is over, can you help me put on a new one?"
Shen Zhimei snapped out of it, turned off the tablet, and placed it on the table beside her.
