under the filth

Before Tang Cen's submissive life in the first 25 years slipped into an irreversible collapse, he had been living alone in an extremely restrained depression.

This was He Xiu's only thought after talking with Tang Cen on and off for a month.

He Xiu has seen many patients, some are hysterical, some are insane, and some are lonely and world-weary, but none of them is as restrained and calm as Tang Cen.

Restraint in this situation meant that Tang Cen had been suppressing his emotions to the outside world, and for a long time, He Xiu couldn't help feeling worried.

"What does Doctor He want to know?" He Xiu remembered that when Tang Cen said these words that day, his thumb, which was half covered by the quilt, rubbed his index finger several times.Nothing could be seen on Tang Cen's face, but the details revealed his inner hesitation and anxiety.

He Xiu leaned forward, put his elbows on his knees, and clasped his hands.He looked down at the intertwined fingers, and slowly raised his head under Tang Cen's uneasy gaze: "There are many, but let's take our time, there are some things you can tell me when you want to talk to me."

"Then... let's start from the beginning. Doctor He can also ask me directly, isn't he going to cooperate with the police investigation?" Tang Cen's hand that was hanging on the drip grabbed the wrist of the other hand vigorously and rubbed it repeatedly.

According to experience, it will be difficult for Tang Cen to start from the beginning. In the case of memory loss, many processes in the too long memory may be blurred.And even though Tang Cen took the initiative to ask to see him, and his attitude was quite gentle, He Xiu could see that he was still afraid of communicating, and also resisted talking about himself with others.

So He Xiu didn't rush him, just sat quietly on the sofa and looked at Tang Cen.He is not in a hurry, and he doesn't care about the attitudes of the people on the other two sides. The Tang family is now in charge of Tang Qian. He has always put Tang Cen's health as the most important thing, and if the police can get any valuable information from Tang Cen's mouth will not come to him.

Tang Cen is now like an abandoned cub, fragile and uneasy, but once someone reaches out to him, he will lean towards him obediently after a short trial.

It has to be said that Lu Sheng is indeed a cruel and ruthless person, he didn't even show mercy to Tang Cen, even after so many years, he was still able to force Tang Cen to experience that kind of heart-piercing pain again.

He Xiu pushed his glasses: "Then let's start from the beginning."

Eighteen years ago, 18-year-old Tang Cen, like other people of his age, was a high school student studying hard in the classroom, repeating a boring and boring life every day.

If there were any differences, it would probably only be Tang Cen's excellent competition results and affluent family background.It's just that Tang Cen has always been low-key and modest, and has a harmonious relationship with most of his classmates. Most people habitually ignore this fact.

"Tang Cen, let's watch the basketball game together after school." As soon as the bell rang, the teacher walked out of the classroom, and the boy at the next table lay down on Tang Cen's desk, pressing his textbooks and notebooks shouted loudly.

Suddenly there were more people on the table lying on their stomachs, and the half-organized notes were forcibly suppressed again, and Tang Cen's hand holding the pen was hanging in the air.He first stretched out his hand and pulled the notebook, seeing that the corner of the notebook was wrinkled and he couldn't pull it out, so he reluctantly put the cap on the pen in his hand aside.

Tang Cen took out the other textbooks that were not under the pressure of the boys, and calmly stroked the folded places before putting them in the drawer: "It may not work after school. I have something to do at home today, sorry."

The boy didn't care about being rejected, but scratched his head in embarrassment: "It's okay, I forgot that your family seems to be very strict, next time." After that, he got up from Tang Cen's table and turned his head away. Invite others.

Tang Cen looked down at the crumpled notebook that had been crushed by the boy. He pulled the pages but failed to even them out. He sighed and resigned himself to his fate, picked up the pen that was put aside and continued to sort out the notes from the previous class.

There is only a short 10 minutes between classes, and after being delayed by the boys for a while, there is not much left.Tang Cen looked at the rest, and thought that if he writes faster, he might be able to finish it before class.

But things went against people's wishes. As soon as the boy left, the girl at the front desk turned around with her textbook.She looked at Tang Cen who was writing and asked shyly, "Tang Cen, can you tell me about the knowledge point the teacher just said? I almost forgot, and I didn't understand it just now in class."

Tang Cen knew that he would not be able to finish organizing his notes during this break, and he was used to such a busy break, so he asked patiently, "Okay, what don't you understand?"

The girl put the textbook in front of him, and pointed to several places on the book: "Here, and here..."

As a result, it was the self-study class before school that Tang Cen finished sorting out the notes that had been pushed two times in a row.The self-study class was very quiet. With the teacher present, no one would disturb Tang Cen, so Tang Cen was able to finish most of the written homework in the constantly squeezed time.

Before going out in the morning, the butler of the Tang family had notified Tang Cen that his father would see him when he came home from school today.After Tang Songyuan went on a business trip to Europe, the father and son hadn't seen each other for nearly two months. During this period, even the phone calls were just routine greetings.

If it wasn't for the housekeeper, Tang Cen still wouldn't know that his father had returned to China, but he no longer had the feeling of looking forward to his father's return when he was a child.And the so-called asking him for something was nothing more than asking him about his studies, or some competition he had arranged for him to participate in.

Thinking of this, Tang Cen suddenly didn't know what the next step in the calculation process he had deduced was when the pen that was still calculating on the draft paper just now stopped.

Tang Cen rubbed his temples, supported his head with his hands, tapped the pen tip on the paper a few times, and wrote a new line of numbers after a while.

The result of his distraction was that Tang Cen wrote down the final answer to the last question one second before the bell rang for the end of get out of class.He hurriedly packed his schoolbag, followed the crowd out of the school gate, and got into the silver-gray car that was already waiting at the gate.

When they got home, the butler took Tang Cen's schoolbag and pointed upstairs: "Mr. is waiting for you in the upstairs study."

Tang Cen nodded and went straight to the second floor.Standing in front of the study, Tang Cen took two deep breaths before raising his hand and knocking on the door.

A deep male voice came through the door: "Come in."

After entering the study, Tang Cen walked to the desk and stood still, not surprisingly, he saw the document on the long solid wooden table in front of him: "Father, you are looking for me."

Tang Songyuan flipped through the documents in his hand and said without raising his head: "I have someone apply for the A-level courses in the UK for you, and the visa has been completed, and I will go to a school in the UK next month." The file pushed towards Tang Cen, "Take a look."

Tang Cen was arranged to go abroad without saying a word, and before Tang Cen had time to digest this fact, the expression on his face almost tensed.He was stunned for a few seconds before picking up the document on the table, and after flipping through a few pages, he lost the intention to read it.

But at this point, Tang Cen couldn't help but refuse, he had no choice but to go to England.Same as every time he came to the study before, Tang Cen responded obediently: "Got it."

Tang Songyuan didn't look up at Tang Cen the whole time, and he didn't see the expression on the eldest son's face at this time, so he thought his hesitation was because he was worried about other things: "Other things have been taken care of. After you go to England, you can study with peace of mind. Tell Lao Chen what you need."

Tang Cen's hand holding the document gripped those few pages with such force that even his fingernails turned bluish white, and finally he silently let go of his hand: "Well, I'm going back to my room to study first."

Leaving the study room with the documents, Tang Cen threw himself into the bed after returning to the room, and the documents also came out of his hands and fell to the ground.

Tang Cen's class is a key class. Although they are only halfway through the second semester of the second year of high school, they have already finished all the new lessons at this time and have entered the review stage of the third year of high school.In just a few days of review class, Tang Cen's review notes have already taken more than ten pages, and he just wrote the review plan for this semester last month.

Unexpectedly, when Tang Songyuan came back, all his plans were disrupted.Perhaps part of the business trip he mentioned was also for this matter.

It's not that Tang Cen has never thought about studying abroad, and based on what he knew about his father, it was expected.Unexpectedly, Tang Songyuan didn't ask his opinion at all, and sent him out of the country without Tang Cen being prepared.

No, Tang Songyuan didn't mean to let Tang Cen go abroad unprepared, at least he let Tang Cen take the IELTS test during the winter vacation.It's just that Tang Cen didn't get the final report card, and he didn't think too deeply about it.

Now it seems that Tang Songyuan may have planned to let Tang Cen go abroad a long time ago, but he never told him.

IELTS, UK, A-level... what will happen after A-level, Tang Cen can already guess a general direction in his mind.

Turning over, Tang Cen hugged the soft pillow and buried his face in it.

It's not a bad thing to follow the path set by his father, at least he doesn't need to think hard about planning the future.What's more, this is already a life that others envy, so why do I have any reason to feel sorry for myself?

Tang Cen kept persuading himself, just like every time before.

The bed was soft and comfortable. Tang Cen lay down on the pillow and took a breath. The fragrance of the fabric softener filled his nostrils, and his restless heart became a little calmer.

While turning over, Tang Cen caught a glimpse of the document he had accidentally dropped on the floor just now, and he stared at it for a while before getting up from the bed.Stepping on the ground with bare feet, Tang Cen bent down to pick up the document, shook off the dust that didn't exist on it, and then sat down at the desk with it.

It was not difficult for Tang Cen to read the document in English, and even a few unfamiliar words could guess the general meaning based on the context.But Tang Cen understood that this was not enough, this level could not meet his father's requirements.

Tang Songyuan gave him a month, the reason is self-evident, and Tang Cen doesn't know what else he can do besides study.

Then learn, Tang Cen thought as he looked at the thick dictionaries on the bookshelf.