Uncle************

"You finished playing the piano and went backstage to cry." His lips moved to the side of her neck and pecked the little mole, "I followed you." "You..." "I was at the top of the stairs when you ate your first bowl." "…" "The second bowl, I'm outside the window." "…" "The third bowl," Gu Yanshen suddenly tightened his arms, hugged her whole body on his lap, rubbed his nose against hers, and his voice was as low as a sigh, "I was at the locker behind you, watching you cry while eating, all your makeup was stained by tears." Shen Zhiyi froze in his arms. She thought of that night, the backstage where she thought there was no one, and the loneliness of being abandoned by the whole world. It turns out that at that time... It turns out that he was always there at that time? "Why..." Her voice trembled, "don't you tell me?"