under the filth

Eisen took Opera Cen out of Tang Cen's house, and stayed in the middle of the corridor full of sundries for a while, until Opera Chow in his arms uttered a soft cry, he realized belatedly, and took out the He took out the key and opened the room he originally rented.

Opening the door, the room that had been cleaned a few days ago was fairly clean, and there was a strong fragrance of gardenias in the air.Although this room has been vacant, Eisen will come to clean it every once in a while. The most recent time, he also put the air cleaner randomly given by the mall in the ventilation area.

Lying in the cat's litter, Opera Chow sneezed hard twice.Eisen put it together with the cat litter in the corner next to the sofa, threw the freshener into the trash can, opened all the windows in the room, and went to the door to remove the things piled up in the corridor one by one. into the house.

After tidying up briefly, Eisen slumped on the sofa and slowly took out the phone from his pocket.

In just a few months, Tang Cen's illness improved so quickly that Eisen had the illusion that he had recovered.

But that's just an illusion piled up with drugs, which will be shattered at any time.

Eisen turned on the phone and entered the number he secretly wrote down.

Tang Cen's pleading appearance was too humble, obviously they should be equal, but because of his illness, he kept his posture low all the time.

He shouldn't be like this.

Just knowing the identity of the caller was enough to make Tang Cen flinch in fear. Eisen could figure out the reason, but he couldn't figure out why Tang Cen's younger brother knew his phone number.

No matter what the facts are, he must completely solve the problem from the root.

When Tang Cen pushed open the door of his room, the sky outside was still pitch black, and the chandelier at the corner of the stairs emitting warm yellow light was the only light source around him.

Warm yellow light illuminated the entire corridor and stairs, and the soft halo spread outward, but was mottled by the boundless darkness.

Tang Cen looked at the boundless darkness in front of him, and an unspeakable fear suddenly surged into his heart.He clutched the blanket draped over his shoulders, flicking through the key chain in his hand in a hurry, looking for the key that could open the door in front of him.The metal key was rattled by Tang Cen, and the small charm hanging on the key kept wrapping around his fingers.

It took a lot of effort for Tang Cen to identify the correct key. He looked at the key with uncontrollable joy in his eyes.

Tang Cen fitted the keyhole with the key, but when the key was about to be inserted, he stopped suddenly.

At this time, is Eisen already asleep?Would it disturb him if he went in so rashly?

Tang Cen's hand holding the key hung in the air for a long time before it fell to his side as if all his strength had been taken away.He leaned against the door panel, his body slowly slid down, and sat on the ground in front of Eisen's house holding the cell phone whose edge was bumped.

"Buzzing—" when the phone vibrated, Eisen was dozing off on the sofa in the living room with Opera Cake in his arms.

Before leaving, Tang Cen's abnormal appearance stimulated Opera Cen, who was still in shock and was taken to an unfamiliar environment by Eisen. The little cat who had spent the first half of his life in wandering didn't know what happened, and even once thought that Tang Cen ditched it.

Although Opera Chow is smart, his intelligence can only reach the level of a two- or three-year-old child, and he can't understand those too complicated behaviors and emotions at all.

Eisen poured some cat food into Opera Chow's bowl, but Opera Claret, who thought he was abandoned, didn't even look at it, and kept walking around the room uneasily, knocking on the door panel from time to time, making a few shrill noises cry.

One big one and one small one went wrong one after another, Eisen lost his temper because of the quarrel, he hugged Opera Cen, who was scratching the wooden door, stroked its fur, and assured Tang Cen over and over again that he would not abandon them .

Eisen spoke dryly, and Opera Cure finally stopped tormenting. The exhausted kitten drank a few sips of water and then curled up in Eisen's arms and fell asleep.

Seeing Opera Cubella sleeping soundly with his arm pillowed in his arms, Eisen, who had been up for most of the night, couldn't hold it anymore, tilted his head and fell on the sofa.

So when he heard the vibrating sound of the mobile phone, Eisen's sluggish head didn't react for a while, thinking it was the morning alarm clock, so he cut it off casually.

After cutting off the vibration, Eisen wanted to continue to sleep, but he couldn't fall asleep after being woken up halfway, so he could only continue to lie on the sofa and close his eyes to rest.

Not long after lying down, Eisen's dull brain finally turned a corner.He hugged Opera Chow, who was lying on his chest, to the empty seat in front of him, and then hurriedly got up to check his phone.

When he saw the "unread text messages" displayed on the screen, Eisen secretly breathed a sigh of relief.Fortunately, it wasn't Tang Cen who cut off the phone, otherwise he wouldn't be able to explain clearly even if he had ten mouths.

Eisen clicked on the text message, and it was indeed from Tang Cen, but there were only three words on it: Are you asleep?

At 03:30 in the morning, Tang Cen sent a text message asking him if he was asleep, Eisen wanted to laugh but couldn't.He squeezed the space between his brows twice, took out a coat from the closet and put it on, and opened the door with the key.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he opened the door, Tang Cen knocked him back.

The door behind him suddenly opened, and Tang Cen, who had lost his support, fell backward unexpectedly, hitting a somewhat hard object on his back.Tang Cen was taken aback by the bump. He vaguely guessed what he bumped into, but he wasn't sure, so he sat there for a while before remembering to look up.

As soon as he raised his head, Tang Cen met Eisen's green eyes.Pupils constricted, Tang Cen stared at the person in front of him, his lips trembling almost unconscious from the cold wind, unable to utter a word.And Eisen didn't expect Tang Cen to sit at the door, and this weird scene made the two of them stay in place at the same time.

In the end, Tang Cen was the first to break the deadlock.

The cold night wind swept through the corridor, Tang Cen shuddered, realized that he was still sitting on the ground, and quickly stood up.He patted the dust off his body, grabbed the edge of the blanket, and asked awkwardly, "Can I go in?"

Tang Cen didn't know if he disturbed Eisen's rest, but he really wanted to see him so much that he couldn't even care about the time.

As soon as he finished speaking, Tang Cen heard a gust of cold wind whistling past his ears, and with a "click", the door locked.

In the room, Eisen hugged Tang Cen and leaned against the door.Tang Cen exuded a cold air, and the hands around his waist were extremely cold. Eisen hugged him, and his body shook slightly, "Why did you run out with so little clothes on?"

"I want to see you." Tang Cen hugged Eisen's waist, rubbed his cheek against his shoulder, and smelled the familiar scent on him.

Eisen leaned his head against Tang Cen's neck, took a deep breath, his nostrils were filled with a cold breath with a slight smell of smoke, "Smoking?"

"Yeah." Tang Cen's voice was a little hoarse, and he didn't know whether he was freezing or smoking too much, "I can't control it, I'm sorry."

When Eisen asked Tang Cen to quit smoking and drinking before, Tang Cen handed over all the tobacco and alcohol to him, and the quitting effect was very good.But after two months of smoking, Tang Cen found that his dependence on nicotine became more and more uncontrollable. He was still addicted and wanted more nicotine.

Eisen shook his head, "It's not your fault." He specially reserved it for Tang Cen, and the effect of smoking a few cigarettes occasionally would be smaller than increasing the dose without authorization.

Thinking of the medicine he put on the table, Eisen didn't know if he hadn't stared at Tang Cen, whether he had taken the medicine on time, "Have you taken the medicine?"

Tang Cen nodded, "Eat the ones on the table."

"That's good. If you accidentally stop taking the medicine, you'll have to go to the hospital again." Aisen tilted his head and kissed Tang Cen's cheek. His soft hair brushed over the sensitive skin behind Tang Cen's ears. Aisen hugged Tang Cen very tightly. Tight, Tang Cen couldn't dodge, so he could only endure it forcefully.

There was a tremor from the tailbone, and Tang Cen's hand around Eisen's waist unconsciously clenched.

In the dimly lit room, two people leaned against the door and hugged each other, but a weak meow broke the silence.

"Meow..."

Tang Cen leaned on Eisen's shoulder, his over-tired brain was a little drowsy, and he opened his eyes as if he woke up suddenly when he heard Opera Chow's cry, "O Claude!"

Opera Cunningham lay on the sofa, looking listlessly at Tang Cen and Eisen, her fluffy and soft fur lost its luster overnight.

Tang Cen pushed Ai Sen who was pressing on him, Ai Sen sighed helplessly, let go of Tang Cen's arm, took a step back, and made way for Tang Cen.

Trotting into the living room, Tang Cen squatted in front of Opera Cen, stretched out his hand a few times, and retracted it when his fingertips touched the fluff.He wanted to touch it, but he didn't know what was wrong with Opera Chow, and he was afraid that he would hurt it.

"What's wrong with it?" Tang Cen looked at Opera Chow lying pitifully on the sofa, his heart was stabbing like a needle.

Standing beside Tang Cen, Eisen touched Opera Cun's belly, "You must be hungry."

"I didn't eat anything all night, so I drank a little water." Eisen sat on the sofa, hugged Opera Cen on his lap, rubbed its little head, and said to the worried Tang Cen, "It's very worried about you." .”

Tang Cen looked at Opera Cunningly, his lips moved, Eisen thought he was going to say something, but he just reached out and touched Opera Chow's head, and leaned on Eisen's lap, "I'm sorry."

The sound was as faint as a mosquito, but Opera Chow and Eisen both heard it.

Opera Cunningham responded, and Eisen smiled lightly, rubbed Tang Cen's hair not too gently, and then hugged Opera Cen in his arms to the side of the food bowl.Opera Chow, who had been hungry all night, didn't care to pretend to be pitiful, squatting next to the bowl of steamed buns and devouring the cat food in the bowl, the sound of "creaking" echoed in the room.

Tang Cen and Eisen sat beside Opera Chow, watching him eat up the cat food in the bowl bit by bit.After Opera Chow licked up the crumbs in the bowl and drank half a bowl of water, Eisen dragged Tang Cen into the bedroom.

This was Tang Cen's first visit to Eisen's room. The layout was the same as the opposite one, but there were obvious signs of renovation.

Eisen lifted the quilt on the bed, sat on the edge of the bed and patted the seat beside him, "Take off your clothes, let's sleep here for a while today."

Tang Cen sat on the ground for a long time, his clothes inevitably got some dust, but he didn't have the energy to go back and change again.The nerves that had been tense all the time relaxed, and drowsiness swept over his body. Tang Cen nodded lazily, lifted the hem of his jacket, and took off his clothes.

Opera Cun was still staggering behind Tang Cen, ready to occupy the position next to him, but after hearing the first half of Eisen's words, it stopped and stared at its master motionlessly.Seeing Tang Cen take off his shirt, Opera Cen suddenly ran out and got into her kitten's nest, but the two people who were too sleepy to open their eyes didn't notice that it ran back to the living room.

The bed in Eisen's bedroom was very soft and cold. Tang Cen couldn't help taking a breath of air when he got into the bed, but soon Eisen's fiery body pressed against him, and the high body temperature dissipated and enveloped him all the time. The coldness on Tang Cen's body.

Although Tang Cen accepted the bed, his body was already extremely exhausted, and he couldn't spare any energy to care about these things, so he fell asleep as soon as he touched the pillow.