under the filth

The cooperative project has entered the next stage ahead of schedule. After a busy day in the company, Eisen returned home after five o'clock in the afternoon.

As soon as he entered the door, Eisen saw Tang Cen who was lying on the table and fell asleep hugging the pillow.He closed the door carefully and walked in lightly.Although he tried his best not to make a loud noise, Tang Cen still hummed a few times uncomfortably.

There were a few dishes on the dining table that were still emitting a faint heat, and the smell of rice was also faintly wafting from the kitchen. Eisen looked at the dishes that sold worse than his own cooking, and then looked at the food that was lying on the table. Zhengxiang's person smiled helplessly.

Just when he picked up the chopsticks and was about to taste the taste, probably because of his uncomfortable posture, Tang Cen twisted his stiff shoulders and reluctantly raised his head.As soon as he opened his eyes, Tang Cen saw Eisen standing in front of him with a gentle smile. He was stunned for two seconds before he realized, "You're back?"

"Hmm." Standing in front of the table, Eisen gently pinched the tip of Tang Cen's nose, "Why are you sleeping here?"

"A little sleepy." Tang Cen wanted to avoid Eisen's hand, but his sore waist couldn't bear the large movements, and his body froze in place after a slight movement.

Eisen noticed the slight stiffness of Tang Cen's body, let go of his nose, slid his hands down his back, and pressed back and forth on his sore waist, "You did that?"

"En." Eisen pressed just right, and the soreness on his waist was relieved, and Tang Cen let out a soft hum in comfort.

When he woke up at noon, Tang Cen was still sore and weak, but Aisen left in a hurry and didn't have time to cook. Tang Cen who didn't want to go out could only endure his discomfort and make something to eat.He hasn't cooked for a long time, and Eisen has always been cooking, and his skill, which was only at a mediocre level, has regressed terribly now.

Barely filling his stomach, the weak Tang Cen began to feel lazy again.After he put the tableware in the sink to soak in the water, he didn't care about it anymore, and nestled on the sofa near the balcony to play with his mobile phone.

Tang Cen registered several accounts on social platforms, but didn't post anything, just because it was easier to hang out with an account.

There are a lot of new news releases on the social platform every day, but in one night, the new news has crowded his homepage.In a bunch of eating, drinking and having fun, Tang Cen saw a very unique one.He glanced at it hastily and swiped over it, but when he was looking at other news, he suddenly opened the memo on his phone by mistake.

Tang Cen's mobile phone memos not only recorded what Eisen said and what he agreed to do, but also had many trivial notes. The contents were numerous, complicated, and illogical. convenient.

Thinking about his current state, Tang Cen began to sort out the records in the memo with the mentality of giving it a try.

What happened yesterday is still vivid in my mind. Although the pain left by the past has not fully healed, and the remaining problems have not been completely resolved, at least the shadows that once enveloped him and were almost crushed have drifted away with Eisen's words in the air.

That person loves to talk beautifully, and will always use high-sounding reasons to persuade him, but he still accepts his tricks.Tang Cen secretly slandered Eisen, but the corners of his mouth raised unconsciously.

Tang Cen feels that he likes Eisen now, and wants to be with him more and more. Although he doesn't know how long this kind of life can last and how far his future is, maintaining the current life is his only wish now .

After thinking a lot, Tang Cen finally wrote down a very loose but regular schedule in the memo.The content of the schedule is nothing more than what time and what to do, but except for when to get up and go to bed, most of the activities Tang Cen made are similar to the daily life of the elderly.He has no job or anything he particularly enjoys doing, and all his plans are centered on distraction.

A few pigeons landed on the railing of the balcony, tilted their heads to look at Tang Cen, and let out a "cuckoo" sound.

Hearing the sound, Tang Cen raised his head and stared at the pigeon for a few seconds. He got up and grabbed a small handful of rice grains from the kitchen and sprinkled them ten centimeters away from the pigeon. Jumping over, he yelled twice and started pecking at the rice grains.

Pigeons jumped happily on the balcony, fighting against the rice grains, and Tang Cen's hands still had the unique scent of raw rice.After staring at the rice grains spilled on the ground for a while, Tang Cen suddenly walked back to the kitchen, cleaned the tableware that had soaked in the sink at noon, and then opened the refrigerator.

It was agreed to take turns doing housework before, and today Eisen was not at home, so Tang Cen decided to try to cook a dinner after much deliberation.During this period of time, Eisen has been cooking. He doesn't know how to cook Chinese food. Even if he cooks it differently, Tang Cen will get tired of it.Although Tang Cen's cooking skills are not very good, they are only limited to the appearance. He thinks the taste is still within the acceptable range.

After counting the ingredients in the refrigerator, Tang Cen began to process the ingredients. He hadn't cooked for a long time, and Tang Cen couldn't remember many steps, so he had to turn to his phone for help.

After finishing dinner in a hurry, Tang Cen was too tired.He didn't feel very comfortable in the waist, he kept bending over while chopping vegetables, and almost kneeled on the ground when he straightened up.

After tidying up the kitchen briefly, Tang Cen dragged two pillows from the sofa, hugging one and cushioning the other.He sat on the chair and stared at the dinner he made for a long time, his head was empty, and he didn't even know how he fell asleep on the table in the end, but he still heard Eisen come back in a daze The door slams.

After Eisen pressed it for a while, Tang Cen pushed away his hand, and put the dish in front of him, with a coy and expectant expression on his face, "Taste it."

Before Tang Cen cooks, Eisen still has expectations for his cooking skills, but now looking at Tang Cen's cooking, he can guarantee that his cooking must be better than his.

Tang Cen made two very simple dishes, so simple that Eisen probably knew how to cook them at a glance, but with such a simple dish, the finished product Tang Cen made was still horrible, and even made Eisen appear. Is it an illusion that you want to poison yourself?

But Eisen thought about it again, Tang Cen didn't poison himself to death after studying abroad for so many years, so his cooking skills shouldn't be too bad.

Under pressure, Eisen bit the bullet and took a taste with his chopsticks.

Well, Tang Cen is the same as him.

"It's delicious." Eisenba smacked his lips, licking his lips with unsatisfactory taste.

Having received Eisen's affirmation, before Tang Cen had time to be happy, he heard Eisen add another sentence: "It's just a little ugly."

Aisen's words completely stepped on Tang Cen's tail. He picked up the pillow in his arms and threw it at Aisen, cursing as he hit it: "You don't look very good!"

Both Tang Cen and Aisen cook poorly but taste good, but Tang Cen is a little worse than him.

Unexpectedly, he was hit by Tang Cen, and Eisen stood on the spot for two seconds before recovering and grabbed the pillow from Tang Cen's hand, "But I can make dessert!"

"It's ugly too!" The pillow in his hand was snatched away, Tang Cen was not to be outdone, picked up the pillow on his waist and greeted Eisen, completely ignoring the discomfort on his body.

The two naive adults fought in the restaurant for a long time, until Tang Cen's unbearable waist protested, Tang Cen took the lead in admitting defeat, and this boring pillow fight ended with Eisen's victory.

Sweating all over, Tang Cen ran to take a shower after eating, and left a table of messes for Eisen to clean up.He threw it away without burden, and Eisen picked it up smoothly. He didn't move the table after clearing it, and turned on the computer directly to start working.

He has only been free for half a month and has a new job. When Eisen thinks that he will have to go to work on time again tomorrow, he feels a sharp pain in his temple.

Hearing the sound of water coming from the bathroom, Eisen suddenly envied Tang Cen, but he quickly dismissed this thought.

People are always envious of what others have but what they can't get, but they can't see the pressure and pain behind others, and they will make sarcastic remarks when others complain.If he hadn't seen Tang Cen's collapse, he would only have seen Tang Cen's superficial relaxation, but not the pressure he was under.

When Tang Cen came out of the shower, he heard the sound of typing from the dining room again. He looked around the corner and glanced at Eisen who was processing documents, "Still busy?"

"Yeah." Eisen didn't stop moving his hands, but he kept complaining, "I'm going back to work from tomorrow."

Tang Cen saw the irritability faintly revealed in Aisen's eyebrows and eyes, and said wittily, "Then you finish your work early and come in to sleep."

Eisen's hand that had been typing on the keyboard paused, and the haze on his face was swept away immediately, "Want me to accompany you?"

This rhetorical question was completely out of Tang Cen's expectation. He threw the wet towel back into the laundry bucket in the bathroom, leaned against the door frame and said helplessly, "I didn't say that. I went to bed so late yesterday. Don't stay up late today."

"I won't bother you anymore." Tang Cen said, waved his hands, and went back to the bedroom, leaving Eisen alone in the dining room.

Eisen watched Tang Cen's back disappear behind the door, and returned his gaze to the computer screen.Looking at the complicated data and dense English, he gritted his teeth and tapped his fingers frantically on the keyboard.

Tang Cen left Eisen behind the dining room, and sat on the bed alone flipping through the book he hadn't finished before, but the sound of typing from outside was more intense than ever.Tang Cen tried to focus on the book. After the third time his mind wandered, he closed the book and took out the cell phone under the pillow.

"What are you looking at?" Eisen leaned on one knee, half lying on Tang Cen's back, and kissed his neck with his head down.

When Eisen spoke, his breath hit Tang Cen's neck and the back of his ears, making it itchy.Tang Cen shrank his neck and hid for a while, but Aisen was on his body, unable to move at all, "Watching a movie."

No matter what happened before, Tang Cen seemed to have no problem now.Eisen pinched the nipple on his earlobe, and leaned over to look at the screen. The familiar name and picture reminded him of the content of the movie immediately, "The first one?"

"Yeah." Tang Censhu watched half of it and suddenly couldn't get it in. He simply looked for a movie to pass the time, and couldn't find what he liked. Finally, he saw the new trailer and remembered the relationship between himself and Eisen. It was agreed to promptly dig out the first part and start over from scratch.

Thinking about it, Tang Cen suddenly pressed the pause button, looked up at the person who insisted on pressing him to watch the movie, kissed him quickly under his surprised gaze, and then clicked on the movie, ignoring the stunned person behind him. Eisen caressed his cheek.