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Chapter 454: May the Night Be Longer
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Amelia saw her mother coughing and quickly picked up a gla.s.s of wine. “Mom, drink! ”
Helena almost choked to death. When she finally swallowed it, she said speechlessly, “Mia, you…” However, Amelia tilted her head and fell asleep in George’s arms. As usual, she fell asleep instantly with a wine gla.s.s in her soft hand.
Helena:
George looked at Amelia helplessly and laid her down.
Andrew took off his jacket and covered Amelia.
Eric asked worriedly, “Is it okay to sleep like this? It’s a little foggy at night.”
Dylan silently took the bamboo basket that was filled with snacks and covered Amelia’s head. The bamboo basket was the flat kind. Because it had to contain a lot of snacks, Chris had specially brought a big one just now, so it could be called a bamboo basket. The bamboo basket was like a small umbrella that covered Amelia’s head.
“That would be nice,” Dylan said.
Everyone:
Dylan said, “Is something wrong?”
Helena looked at Amelia, whose head was covered by a bamboo basket, and her mouth twitched. “Second Brother, you should at least take something to support it.”
Dylan said, “Ugh…”
Eric took off his slippers. “This!”
The Walton brothers glared. “Get lost!”
Helena smiled until her face froze. “Fifth Brother, you’re too bad. What if that slipper can’t stand and hits Mia’s face? Your feet stink!”
Eric looked embarra.s.sed. “My feet don’t stink…”
George stretched out a leg and let Amelia lean against him. He propped the bamboo basket on his lap. “That’s all for now. We’ll go back later and carry her back.
Helena nodded and took another breath. “This wine smells so good!”
Amelia was not a good sleeper. She slammed the bamboo basket to the side with a clang, and George picked her up. After a while, Andrew took Amelia from George’s arms. After a while, Amelia wanted to be in Dylan’s arms again. The uncles carefully took turns carrying Amelia. In any case, they could not bear to go down. They would not stop until they finished the jar of wine. Who knew when they would be able to come again? They only wished that the night
would be long and the moon would hang in the sky for a longer time.
In the end, they finished the wine and snacks. The siblings lay on the roof reluctantly and made small talk.
Downstairs, a slender figure leaned against the dark corner of the stairs. Alex watched in silence. Helena’s eyes curved into crescents as she talked about her childhood. She had a gentle face, but there was a mischievous glint in her eyes. It seemed that Amelia’s personality mostly originated from Helena.
Alex glanced at Amelia, who had fallen asleep. In the end, he gave up on the idea of going up and carrying her away. He did not want to disturb the reunion of the Walton siblings. He quietly turned around and left.
Slowly, in the wee hours of the morning, everyone fell asleep unknowingly. Amelia, who was curled up in Andrew’s arms, rolled over and spread her hands and feet flat, purring like a little pig. The bamboo basket slipped off George’s lap and turned around, covering Amelia’s head.
As the sky gradually brightened, Mrs Walton woke up. As people got older, they didn’t sleep much.
Mrs. Walton looked at Mr. Walton, who was sleeping soundly beside her, muttered a curse, then reached out and kicked him.
Mr. Walton turned over and went back to sleep. He had always slept regularly.
He lay down at ten o’clock at night and fell asleep the moment he lay down.
When the alarm clock rang at six-thirty in the morning, he woke up without
Mrs. Walton looked at the time. It was only six o’clock. She got up and dressed. As was her habit, she went to Amelia’s room first and quietly opened the door to take a look. Usually at this time, she had to see if the children had kicked off the blanket. The room was air-conditioned. It was still a little cold in the morning.
In the end, Amelia was gone!
Mrs. Walton’s heart skipped a beat. She panicked. “Where’s Mia?” She hurriedly went to open the door to Emma’s room. Emma was also sleeping soundly. Amelia was not here. Could it be that she had gone to Harper and William’s rooms? Mrs.. Walton searched all the children’s rooms, but she still did not see Amelia! She hurriedly went to look for George, but George was also gone! After a few rooms, everyone disappeared?!
