"Speaking of which," Chen Shiyu walked to Chu Jiatao and said, "In my memory, you do often fall and fall." Chen Shiyu squatted again in front of Chu Jiatao. They had a big height gap, so Chen Shiyu squatted down and just raised his head a little. Chu Shiyu could see that Chen Shiyu's thick and short hair was right in front of her.
"I... I'm not very brainy... I've been said like this since I was a child..." Chu Jiatao leaned back a little and kept a certain distance from Chen Shiyu.
"Xiaotao..." Chen Shiyu spoke again and suddenly called her. Chu Jiatao's face was flushed, and Chen Shiyu's face seemed to be closer than before. Looking closely, his head, hands, and body all felt very big. "Is the boy really different?" Chu Jiatao thought.
"Do you remember? I said that we had met before.
