"Aunt Li, you're here?" Kong Shi turned her head to look at Aunt Li, smiling faintly, "Don't worry, I haven't been crying. I just miss Niuniu a little." Kong Shi took a photo frame out of the bedside table drawer. The photo in the frame showed a month-old baby, plump and cherubic with a bun face, wrapped in a pink little blanket, with big, clear sparkling eyes, extremely adorable.