In the girl's memory, there is a boy wearing an X-colored shirt, which is painted in her mind and cannot be forgotten.
A back view, a smile, every gesture can make people excited, be it gentle, sinister, or domineering...
But! If that person is an "uncle", he is extremely guilty, extremely joyful, and unrivaled in his wretchedness.
Maybe you should just look up to the sky and scream.
But... Every girl has a unique "uncle" in her heart.
As time goes by, it is buried deeply in my heart and buried in the long river of memory.