When His Eyes Opened

Mrs.

Santos: “Layla, I can be as watching you grow up.

You are very sensible and obedient.

This was to your bad luck, it was not your intention.

don’t blame you.

There is no need to to me anymore.

You stay and eat, I will cook.

”

Layla: “Let me help you!”

Mrs.

“No.

Your uncle will me.

You rest here.

a few days passed since your hospital discharge.

not fully recovered.

”

recovered.

Otherwise, parents wouldn’t let me go out hospital.

Layla replied.

“It’s good… If you are like Eric, I will be even more sad.

” Mrs.

looked at Layla’s face and said, her was untied, “Why watch TV for a while!”

Layla didn’t want to TV.

So she asked: “Auntie, can I go to Eric’s for a while?”

“Go!” Mrs.

Santos replied.

Eric brought Layla to before, and Layla knew room Eric in.

Apart Mrs.

Santos, was the only who had entered Eric’s room.

Eric ever of opposite s-e-x over to the house.

Because he owned real estate he usually invited friends to play at all of which were outside his real estate.

Those could be brought back to their parents’ had a good relationship.

After Mr.

Santos Mrs.

Santos to the kitchen, walked towards Eric’s room.

Every one two months, Eric would return for a visit.

However, it was very clean inside because his room was cleaned almost daily.

Layla open the door saw the almost the same as those she had seen a long time ago.

Wasn’t there a cabinet in room? Her display cabinet was constructed accordance with room’s display cabinet.

There were several cabinets in Eric’s room, which filled with various trophies, very at glance.

were all Eric’s hard work over the years.

Only he himself knew how bitterness and blood and sweat he experienced.

walked the display cabinet looked at trophy carefully.

After reading all the trophies, she walked to the desk by the window.

There was a bookshelf above the desk.

up at the which were mostly magazines.

A large them were he had photographed before.

There were him others.

Layla was a little tired from so she down in chair.

was laptop and an ipad on desk.

This iPad was bit dated, in stark to the laptop to it.

Layla felt that the looked familiar, so she picked it up.

She pressed the power button, unexpectedly, it turned on the directly.

The iPad have a security passcode set up.

on the looked the modern interface, and felt that it was an electronic left over from many ago.

She on the photo album, unexpectedly, she own photo.

She turned over the photos one one, her face redder.

photos were taken by herself with her ipad.

There was even a group photo of take together.

After flipping through the photos, she saw the video in it… and the protagonist of the video it was her.

Familiar memories flooded her mind.

Her singing, dancing and other basically taught from teachers.