Carson Flores went upstairs and saw Leah Frost leaning against the doorway of her room, gazing at him with a distant look in her eyes.
For some reason, Carson felt somewhat guilty.
"Auntie..."
Leah Frost extended her finger and poked Carson, her tone carrying a hint of reproach, "You..."
Carson knew Leah Frost was blaming him for not planning to return, and could only offer an awkward smile.
Leah Frost didn't say much, just pushed open the door of the room opposite her bedroom, "Pajamas, towels, toiletries are all new. Go wash up and sleep early. Tomorrow you don't have to get up early, just wake up when you've slept enough. You're at home, don't be inhibited. I at least am going to sleep until nine or ten."
"Okay!"
Leah Frost waved her hand, "Good night."
"Good night!"
After Leah Frost went back to her room to sleep, Carson quickly took a shower, then changed into his pajamas and lay on the bed.
It was quite late, but Carson had no desire to sleep.
