under the filth

"Raymond has landed." Eisen cut off the phone, threw the phone on the bedside table, turned over and hugged Tang Cen who was lying beside him.

A heavy object was suddenly placed on his body, and Tang Cen was so sleepy that he couldn't open his eyes. He was no stranger to Eisen's little habit of hugging himself when he slept, so he quickly found a comfortable position and continued to lie in his arms. Li: "Leaving so early? What time is the plane?"

Tang Cen's hair hasn't been trimmed for a while, and the long black hair can already be spread on the pillow.Eisen picked up a handful of slightly long black hair in front of him and played with it around his fingers: "It's past six o'clock in the morning, and the day after tomorrow is Christmas Eve. He should rush back to the company to finish it off."

After Raymond handed over his mother's Christmas gift to Tang Cen that day, he immediately went back to the branch to handle the rest.Although Eisen had already handled part of the work for him before the holiday, Raymond was still so busy that he had a hasty summary meeting yesterday, and he caught the earliest flight back to London at six o'clock this morning.

Once Raymond left, there was no one who could restrict Eisen's actions.Thinking about not having to go to the company to clock in every day, Eisen lay on Tang Cen's body and began to think about how to spend the next day: "How do you plan to spend Christmas?"

Eisen was in high spirits, but Tang Cen buried half of his face in the pillow, apparently too sleepy to speak.

Tang Cen didn't respond for a long time, Eisen stretched out his fingers and poked the (soft) flesh on Tang Cen's face, but Tang Cen, who was already drowsy, didn't even hide, his eyelids moved slightly, and he didn't even open his eyes , only replied in a daze, and didn't give him half a word.

The day after tomorrow is Christmas Eve, and the day after tomorrow is Christmas. Eisen originally planned to take Tang Cen to Strasbourg for two days. Now, depending on Tang Cen's situation, he will go to the nearby market in La Défense at most at night. change.

But the market in La Défense is only open on Christmas Eve, so you can't sleep like this on Christmas Day.Eisen was not reconciled, he poked several times but Tang Cen didn't respond, he leaned into Tang Cen's ear and blew, "How do you plan to spend Christmas?"

The place where the hot air blew past was a little itchy, Tang Cen hid under the quilt, huddled under the quilt and said in a drawn out voice, "I don't know, I'm so sleepy and cold, otherwise I'll just stay at home."

The sleepy Tang Cen was so confused, Eisen tried to fish him out of the quilt, but was entangled by Tang Cen.Tang Cen wrapped his hands around Aisen's neck, wrapped his two long legs around his waist, and dragged Aisen into the warm blanket like an octopus.

Although it was only eight o'clock, Tang Cen fell asleep on the sofa before ten o'clock last night, and Eisen carried him back to the bed.Perhaps it was because the matter of Lei Meng ended without incident, Tang Cen's tense nerves relaxed, he had been tossing and turning unable to fall asleep before, and now all the accumulated fatigue was fed back to Tang Cen.

From the night when he met Lei Meng, Tang Cen went to bed early and woke up late every day. Even after sleeping for ten hours, he still didn't wake up.

The plan to go to Strasbourg will be postponed until next Christmas.Eisen couldn't hold back Tang Cen, and gave up after a little struggle.I have to say that sleeping with heating and a quilt is the happiest thing in winter. If there is a clingy lover in the quilt, then don’t even think about leaving the warm quilt.

Eisen was lying under the quilt, with Tang Cen's arms around his waist, and Eisen felt that he could even spend the whole winter under the quilt.

The result of indulging Tang Cen was that Eisen and Tang Cen slept together until one o'clock in the afternoon, and Opera Cen was still too hungry to go to bed to wake them up, otherwise they would really stay in bed until Christmas Eve .

After waking up, Eisen warmed up cat food for Opera Cen, and after Tang Cen finished washing, he casually threw the cat strips to him, and then went to the kitchen to prepare today's dinner.

Eisen stood in front of the refrigerator and asked from a distance across the dining table, "Shall we have steak tonight?"

"It's all right." Tang Cen sat cross-legged on the lazy sofa in the living room, tore open the package of the cat strips, and squeezed out a light brown paste-like substance from the torn opening.Opera Cun squatted between Tang Cen's folded legs (legs) when she saw Tang Cen remove the cat strips, her front paws grabbed his hand, her pink tongue quickly rolled away the light brown ointment, From time to time, the small mouth made a "bajibaji" sound.

The cat strip was very small, and Opera Chow ate fast, finishing feeding it in a short while.After feeding the snacks, Opera Cen ran under the Christmas tree, grabbed the ornaments hanging on the branches and played by himself, while Tang Cen, who was still hungry, slumped lazily on the lazy sofa and waited dinner.

There was a Christmas tree in the corner of the living room. That Christmas tree was bought by Tang Cen and Eisen the day before yesterday when they were out shopping.During the days of Christmas, almost all the shops were closed for rest. Tang Cen originally wanted to take advantage of the last business hours before the holiday to go shopping in the mall, but Eisen stood for a long time at the place where the Christmas trees were sold in the mall.

At that time, Eisen's eyes were not on the Christmas tree that had just reached Tang Cen's chest, but on the one next to it that was as tall as a person.Tang Cen was not keen on celebrating Christmas, and he couldn't understand Eisen's idea that he must buy a Christmas tree. He only felt that it took up space, and it was only available for two or three days during Christmas.

However, Eisen, who has always been thoughtful, calm and rational, is like Opera Chow who saw canned tuna cats, no matter how much he can't drag it away.

"How can Christmas be without a Christmas tree!" Eisen squatted in front of the Christmas tree and shouted confidently, completely ignoring the strange gazes of the people around him.

Tang Cen frowned, rubbed his temples vigorously, glanced at the people around him, and said with a headache: "You bought such a big tree, it will take up space everywhere, and after Christmas, this tree will take up space. Where is the tree going to be placed?"

However, Eisen still refused to give up, pointing to the Christmas tree next to it, which was obviously shorter by half, and asked, "Then can I change to a smaller one?"

Eisen showed an attitude of not giving up until he reached his goal, and Tang Cen lost his temper by him. In the end, the two of them took a step back and bought this small tree in compromise.

But now there is a Christmas tree in the house, as well as decorated lanterns and pendants, it has a Christmas atmosphere.

Tang Cen had never deliberately decorated his room at this time of Christmas in the past few years, and even Christmas day was casually passed and it was over.After all, it's not his holiday, no matter how you try to blend in, it will inevitably bring a sense of disobedience, and even the Spring Festival and birthday are nothing worth looking forward to for him.

When I was in China, the Spring Festival was no different from the usual, except that the three of us sat at the dinner table and ate together.The birthday is the same, it will not change just because it commemorates his coming to this world, life will remain the same, pain will not disappear, wishes will not come true, and what you want will always be unavailable.

But now it's a little different. Tang Cen began to look forward to the birthdays and festivals he had deliberately forgotten, and the surprises that Aisen would give him.

It's not about the festival, it's about the people who spend the festival with him. It would be great if I could meet him earlier.

Tang Cen slumped on the sofa and was distracted. Eisen had already put the fried steak on the table.

"It's time to eat." Eisen yelled to the living room, and it was Opera Chow who ran over first.

Smelling the smell of meat, Opera Cen immediately dropped the Christmas tree and rushed from the living room to the dining table, but was hugged by Tang Cen who was following behind.Opera Cub squatted on the ground and yelled in grievance. Since the sterilization operation, Opera Cen has become more and more clingy, and she will act like a baby to Tang Cen if she doesn't get what she wants. Now she is the same, not only has she been caressed by Tang Cen , and a small piece of raw steak trim.

Dinner was the same as usual, but after dinner, when Tang Cen was washing the dishes in the kitchen, Eisen came up behind him, leaned on his shoulder and asked, "It's still early, do you want to go to La Défense?" ? I haven't had time to get you a Christmas present yet."

Tang Cen paused while holding the dishcloth, and after thinking for a while, he turned his head and said to Eisen, "I'd have forgotten if you didn't tell me, and I didn't prepare a Christmas present for you."

"Let's go after you wash it." Eisen said, taking out the mobile phone in his pocket, poking his fingers on it, not knowing what he was looking at.

The hot water washed away the thick black pepper sauce, and the two plates were quickly cleaned. Tang Cen wrung out the dishcloth and hung it back on the shelf, took the paper towel from Eisen to dry his hands Beads, put on a heavy coat again.

Eisen put the phone back into his pocket, picked up the scarf on the hanger and put it around Tang Cen's neck: "Tie the scarf, don't catch a cold."

Tang Cen raised his head slightly and asked Eisen to tie the scarf for him. After everything was packed, the two walked out slowly.

La Défense is a little far from the second arrondissement where they lived, and it would take more than an hour to take the subway. Fortunately, Eisen called a car in advance and staggered the evening rush hour, so the journey was unimpeded.

Although the time spent on the road was cut in half, when they arrived at the square where the market was held, the sky was completely dark.The iconic giant gate of La Défense has been illuminated with silver-white lights, and the square in front of the giant gate is a sea of ​​warm yellow lights, dyeing the white canopy of the stalls with a faint yellow.The warm yellow light spread all the way to the other side of the square, and in the distance, intermittent music sounded vaguely.

"This market is quite big." Tang Cen stood on the steps under the giant gate, and was attracted by the bustling market in front of him. There were many tall buildings around, and the stalls of the Christmas market were neatly arranged in the square. Full of people coming and going.

"I heard that there are a lot more stalls this year than last year, and there will be concerts and puppet shows. You can go and have a look after shopping." Eisen pointed to the Christmas tree in the middle of the square, which was wrapped with colorful lights, and pulled Holding Tang Cen's hand, he walked down the steps, and when he reached the first booth at the southernmost side of the market, Tang Cen stopped in his tracks.

The stalls in the corner usually didn't sell very attractive things, so they couldn't get a good position. The same was true for this stall. All the products they sold were trinkets for Christmas decorations, but Tang Cen was still surrounded by a dazzling array of little ones. Objects attract attention.

A row of glass bottles with small orange lamps tied with a hemp rope hung on the canopy of the stall. Eisen looked at it and didn't think there was anything new, but turned his head and saw Tang Cen looking at the row of glass bottles. Xiao Deng's eyes lit up, he took out his phone and turned off the mute, and secretly pressed the shutter under the cover of his jacket.

After taking several sneak shots in a row, Eisen slid the screen to confirm that the photos were not out of focus, then shook Tang Cen's hand lightly, and asked, "Turn around first?"

Although the scale of this year's Christmas market is much larger than the previous ones, the square in La Défense has limited space, and the market is not particularly large. You can take a slow stroll for at most three hours to finish it.

Tang Cen was fascinated by watching, and Aisen didn't even react when he spoke, only heard the voice.He turned his head and saw Eisen raising his eyebrows towards him, as if he was waiting for his answer, he was stunned for a moment before he realized: "Let's watch as you walk."