Shen Weiyi had eaten the midnight snack Shen Juanzhi brought for her in the car and went straight to her room when she got home.
She set down her school bag, preparing to wash up, when a message suddenly popped up on WeChat: "Are you available? Little Bao wants to talk to you."
Shen Weiyi glanced at the time—it was almost ten o'clock.
Why hadn't Little Douding gone to bed so late?
Automatically, Shen Weiyi sent a video call.
The first thing that appeared on the phone screen was a face with sharp features, probably just after drying his hair, looking quite fluffy. With the indoor lighting, he looked softer than the last time she had met him.
"Wait a moment," he said.
Before Shen Weiyi had a chance to look closely, the phone screen turned, and soon, a little head wearing a tiger onesie replaced it.
Adorable to death.
"Sister," the little guy said as soon as he saw her, straightening his small body and staring at the screen with his big, sparkling eyes.
