CHAPTER 31

I didn't answer him and just remained silent. Until the car stopped in front of a big house that I think has three floors.

I turned to him. "Is this your house?"

He smiled and nodded. "Yeah, it is really big, but I live alone," he answered as he got out of the car. I also opened the door and got out of the car. "Follow me. Let's get inside," he said and started walking towards the big door of the house.

I just followed behind him.

When he opened the door and we got inside, we were greeted by the vintage theme inside.

The furniture there is obviously old-fashioned or an antique, such as a brown rocking chair. There are old photos of the Beatles and Michael Jackson hanging on the wall near the door. There are also old types of musical instruments displayed around.

His wide living room like a museum.

"You just like to collect old things," I said.

"Some of them were personally purchased by me at auctions and the others was given to me by my parents and grandparents. My family are antique