Eddie's bedroom.

Once inside, he looked around. The room was clean and tidy. It seemed that Peter usually had someone clean it.

Sitting down on the sofa, he spread out his hands and looked up at the ceiling.

Ann stood in front of him. "You want to say something to me?"

"No, I just wanted to get something."

"What is it?“

Eddie nodded mysteriously. "That's right. Something."

Ann showed a puzzled expression, since he wanted to take something, why did he still sit on the sofa?

"Well, well, I just wanted to come back and see this room after all these years. Let's go. I'll get what's mine, and we'll...