There was a very small boy with a malnourished body laying in the bed.
"I'm back, Adrian..." Song Lei muttered. Gabriela had said that Adrian was seven years old, however, no matter how hard Song Lei tried to, he couldn't think of Adrian as seven years old. The little guy looked more like he was four years old. Although this would've made Song Lei's face sour, he knew that he couldn't show a discontent face in front of this lonely child.
Taking out and splitting the bread, Song Lei gave seventy percent of the bread to Adrian. It didn't seem like they had anything to eat other than this bread.
"Thanks, brother..." Adrian said while taking the bread from Song Lei's hands. Although he was sick and had less appetite than a normal seven-year-old, he was still very hungry. It had probably been a long time since he had eaten any meals.