Alan did not tell Jeff what he did abroad and Jeff didnt ask either.
Alan still sent him a message every day, reminding him of the weather and reporting his whereabouts.
It was more frequent and bolder than when he is in Thailand.
Jeff would read the text sometimes and sometimes not.
Starting on the third day, Alan suddenly stopped sending messages to him without warning.
Jeff originally thought that he would not care, but after two days he couldn't hold it back and went to inquire with Charlie.
"I'm not responsible for this. I don't know anything about what P'Alan is doing in abroad."
Charlie scratched his head, "I knew that he was looking for someone, and he's been looking for that person for a long time. Only recently found some clue about it."
Looking for someone? Jeff was confused, "Do you know who he is looking for?"
"I don't know, it seems to be very private matter. No one knows except our boss."
Charlie shook his head, "The file you sent last time seems to be related to it."
Why did this become more and more mysterious. Jeff lowered his voice, "It shouldn't be something dangerous. Right?"
"What can be dangerous when finding someone? P'Alan is doing serious business, don't worry so much."
Charlie smirked at Jeff. "Hey, how come you care about him suddenly? P'Jeff, you actually fall for P'Alan?!"
"What nonsense are you talking about." Jeff glared at him and explained, "He used to send me messages every day but suddenly went silent, so I was worried if something happened to him. Did he contact you in the past two days?"
"P'Alan wouldn't send me a message about this kind of things. At most, he will find me when he has work for me to do. How could he contact me? You think he treats everyone like you?" and then Charlie laughs, "You can relax, P'Alan is not as useless as you think. He is at most busy for the past two days and has no time to contact you. Don't worry, he will definitely contact you as soon as he is free!"
"I don't like chatting with you." Jeff said, "Today there is no lunch for you."
"Huh!? I swept the floor all morning and you told me that you wouldn't give me food?! P'Jeff, you are so cruel!"
Although Charlie said that, Jeff was still not at ease.
He still feels that with Alan's temperament, if there is nothing wrong with him, he would not stop contacting him without saying a word.
No matter what the relationship between the two is now, he does not hope that Alan will have any accidents, so he sends him a text message anxiously: How are you?
Alan never responded.
Jeff had to find Charlie again. Seeing that Jeff cared so much, he had to call his boss and ask Alan what's going on.
The phone call soon ended, then Charlie rushed to Jeff and said, "I've asked him. He said it's okay and he is fine."
Why didn't Luo Qin reply him?
Jeff suddenly jumped up with an anger, and silently left Charlie then went to the back kitchen.
He shouldn't take what Alan said seriously!
He shouldn't worry about him either. Alan is fine, and he don't need to care about him.
Jeff thought bitterly, just because his character is too soft and easy to talk, he is always bullied by him.
The bad breath remained stuck in his chest until he went home.
After having dinner and taking a bath with Lil Rak, Jeff felt a little refreshed when he lay down in bed.
But not long after he lay down, the door of the room was knocked.
The knock on the door was very soft, that person should be thinking of the little guy who has fallen asleep.
Jeff tiptoed to the door and opened it gently.
He thought it was Sister Pan, but he didn't expect that it was Alan who made him angry during the day standing at the door.
Jefg looked at the man in front of him in shock.
After a few days, Alan seemed to have changed. His hair covering his eyebrows and bloodshot eyes with blue stubble on the corners of his mouth, tired face and a strong smell of alcohol on his body.
He had never seen Alan in this state with the frustration and sadness clearly visible between his eyebrows, Jeff involuntarily lowered his voice.
"Why are you..."
Alan suddenly pulled him into his arms before he finished speaking.
Alan's unique piercing aroma mixed with the alcohol, wrapped his whole person tightly.
They had never tried such an intimate act between them.
Jeff was frightened by this sudden embrace. He subconsciously wanted to break free but was held tighter by Alan.
Then, he heard Alan whisper in his ear, "Let me hold you for a while. A little while."
Alan begged him.
Thinking of his fragile look just now, Jeff sighed and let him hold it obediently.
After a long time, Alan whispered suddenly.
"She's dead. She died before I could talk to him."
He said in a low voice and Jeff suddenly understood in a daze.
He knew who Alan was looking for. Suddenly understand why Alan has become so abnormal.
He patted Alan's back gently like he does it to Lil Rak, soothing the awkwardness.
"I saw my elementary school, high school and there is heavy snow when I was in the place where she lived. There were so many pictures. I knew she had been secretly looking at me for so many years. She didn't want me. Why didn't she ever meet me? It turned out that among the people who passed me by, there are people I have been looking for but why didn't she tell me. I have been looking for her, I thought she didn't want to see me. I thought she was very annoying I..."
Alan's voice gradually choked and at the end, it turned into a sobbing sound like a sleepy beast.
Jeff sighed deeply in his heart. Alan, who was said by outsiders to be as cold
was actually just a poor man who was hitting a wall in the family relationship and longing for nothing.
Like an iceberg, it looks dangerous and scary but in fact it is nothing more than a duckweed floating on the surface of the sea.
Jeff said softly, "At least, you are sure she loves you. She must have been very reluctant when she left you at the time. She must have very much thought of you for so many years."
"I don't blame her, I'm just sad. I finally found her but I still couldn't see her. If I found her earlier... I would like to see her, sit down with her for a meal and tell her, I don't blame her for leaving me. Tell her that I have missed her for so many years..."
"She knows, she knows you won't blame her."
"But I didn't say a word to her." Alan forcibly endured the tremor in his voice. "If I could find her earlier, why didn't I find her..."
Jeff didn't know how to comfort him, so he continued to gently pat Alan's back until he was completely calm.
Alan loosened Jeff in his arm and looked at him with his red eyes.
It's a bit embarrassing.
He didn't expect that Alan would cry in front of him, even crying so hard.
Jeff saw his embarrassment and deliberately changed the subject, and asked sternly, "So why don't you return my text?"
Alan hesitated, not knowing how to say it.
Should he tell Jeff that he is in a particularly bad condition these days, and can only hide and drink.
Desperately wanting to see Jeff but dare not, and then rushed back thousands of miles away as soon as he received the text?
Alan felt ashamed of himself.
Seeing that he finally got out of his grief, Jeff was relieved, "Go take a bath. You're full of alcohol smell."
Alan agreed in a low voice, then took a change of clothes and went to the shower room.
When he came out, he thought that Jeff had fallen asleep and would not care about him anymore but saw Jeff still standing at the door.
Looking down at the floor in a daze, hearing his footsteps, and immediately regaining consciousness.
"Is it better now?"
Alan looked at Jeff in a gentle and calm manner, thinking that when he hugged him just now, the soft and very small one made all his defences defeated.
"Yeah."
Even though he said 'Yeah', Jeff could see that Alan's condition was not very good.
His face was sullen and the tip of his hair was dripping with water but he didn't seem to know it at all.
"Are you going to sleep now?"
Alan nodded.
"Wait for me."
Jeff turned back to the room, took a hair dryer and gave it to Alan, "Dry your hair before going to bed."
Alan still had that expression, and Jeff was suspicious that he would numb him.
He sighed, took the hair dryer, pulled Alan and went to his bedroom.
After moving back to this home, Jeff had a lot of room for activities but only the study and this bedroom that he had never step in.
Jefg turned on the light and looked at the unchanging installations in the house, feeling that life is really wonderful.
The same place, the same person but a completely different state of mind.
After not much thought, he retracted his thoughts, pulled Alan to sit by the window then stood beside him and helped him blow his hair.
Because Lil Rak takes a bath before going to bed every day and usually halfway through the soak, he will start to get sleepy.
In order to prevent the little guy from catching a cold, he always has to use a hair dryer to dry him up, so Jeff has recently been able to blow his hair proficiently.
He fiddled with Alan's hair, pressing his scalp from time to time.
Alan's hair is very soft, which is different from Jeff's imagination.
He said to himself, "Didn't you say that people with soft hair have a good temper?"
Alan didn't hear clearly, and raised his head to look at him, "What?"
"Nothing."
Alan did not lower his head but maintained this slightly upward face posture, looking straight at Jefg.
Originally, he didn't think that the action of helping to blow the hair was ambiguous but only to comfort a fragile person.
Jeff, who had no distractions suddenly felt that the atmosphere had become weird.
He pursed his mouth and casually fabricated an excuse, "If you don't lower your head, water will splash into your eyes."
Alan still looked up, looking at him with the kind of eyes that made Jeff's face hot.
Jeff's eyes flickered and his movements slowed down.
"Honey..." Luo Qin said, "If it weren't for you to send that message. I might not come to see you today."
"Why?"
"It's not a happy thing. Telling you about it might even make you bored, feel that I'm pretending to be pitiful." Alan looked at him, "but when I received that message. I think you actually care about me, so I'm here. I didn't think I perceive it was wrong, didn't I?"
He gently held Jeff's wrist, and the hot wind from the hair dryer made Jeff face and heart hot.
"I'm afraid that you have an accident abroad and can't come back. What about the trouble you left me?" Jeff said grimly, "You really think too much, I didn't care about you."
Alan smiled faintly, "No."
This smile was very eye-catching.
"I think you are so pitiful today and I won't quarrel with you." Jeff angrily threw the hair dryer into his arms, "Blow it yourself."