PRECIOUS TIME

CHAPTER 15

When the lights are turned on ,the layout of the house can be seen.

In a small house of forty to fifty square meters, children's supplies piled up everywhere, squeezed the originally small living room space into a more crowded space but the eye-catching areas are cleaned up in order.

The living room is equipped with gray fabric sofas and a drape on it. Layers of light blue cushions, a bunch of white Eustoma (a flower name), dotted with eucalyptus leaves in a glass vase on the table, can be seen.

Alan looked at the house silently.

Although Jeff made the room very cozy, he still couldn't help frowning.

All the furniture reveals a sense of antiqity. The corners of the wallpaper on the wall have been wrinkled, the floor is slightly swollen and there will be creaking noises when you walk up.

There is rust on the bathroom door handle and the coffee table is missing. The one with a sharp corner was wrapped in tape for fear of being hit by Lil Rak.

Jeff took Lil Rak to live in such a place for three years.

However, Jeff thought that this was already very good so it is conceivable that he had lived when he first left the Hemmawich family.

Jeff put down the gifts, he did not deliberately entertain Alan but first took Lil Rak from Alan's arms and brought the sleeping little guy to the bedroom. Alan quickly followed.

The bedroom was connected to the balcony and it was a little smaller with only a small bed, and a half-sided wardrobe against the wall.

The carpet next to the bed was covered with puzzles. It was the one given by Alan.

He looked at it. Less than a quarter of it should have been made by Jeff and the toy cars that crashed into the scene of the car accident appeared to be made by Lil Rak.

Jeff went to wash a hot water bottle and put it in the bed to warm it for a while, then slowly took off Lil Rak's coat.

He put the little guy in the bed, tucked him in the quilt, kissed the sleeping baby and then only when he remembered Alan was still here.

Jeff was a little embarrassed when he thought of standing beside him and watching him take care of the little guy quietly.

Fortunately, Jeff didn't say much but just looked at the time.

"It's getting late. I'll go back first."

Jeff stood up, "I will send you downstairs."

"No, you can rest early."

Jeff shook his head, "The corridor has no lights and it is quite steep. There are often some people fall. I will send you down."

Alan couldn't help but let him follow behind him.

When he went downstairs, Jeff yawned and asked him, "Do you remember the way?"

Alan nodded.

Jeff was so sleepy that he yawned again.

Alan looked at him, "Go back to sleep.

"Alright."

"Well." Jeff was really too tired to say more to him, "Goodbye."

Jeff returned home, after washing up he suddenly remembered that the little guy's sweater still in the balcony so he went to the balcony. Picking up the clothes, he glanced downstairs inadvertently and found that Alan hadn't left yet, standing and smoking under a street lamp.

Jeff was a little stunned for a while, the Alan he had seen had always been so proud and superior and for the first time saw loneliness in him.

At that moment he looked down, Alan seemed to sense something and raised his head.