"What on earth is he doing?"
"Whose kid is this? Wasting so much time."
"Hush, you, lower your voice... over there..."
In the afternoon, there was a children's performance.
Lu Anping stood on stage for a long time without moving.
The parents under the stage had begun to gossip.
Yin Ci furrowed her brows.
She stared at Lu Anping on stage, hoping to ease his nerves with her gaze.
"Anping, weren't you all ready since this morning?"
The teacher walked to Lu Anping's side and handed him a piece of paper, "If you can't remember, we'll just read from it."
"Hmm."
The boy nodded lightly and took the paper.
"Hello everyone..."
As soon as he started speaking, Yin Ci quickly applauded, "Go, Anping!"
"My performance today is, telling a story."
The boy lowered his head slightly, "It's the story of the little magpie finding its mother."
...
Yin Ci had tears in her eyes.
Even though the boy's voice was not loud, but each word hit directly in her heart.