History of Noble Raising

The reply was also timely, "Thank you."

"Actually, both Clint and I welcome you to London for the winter holidays," Mrs. East continued, "We have been married for so many years and have no children. Every Christmas day, we really hope that a child will be with us." Together. You are Lily's child, just like mine, Eric, don't be so reserved, just call me Aunt Linney, and you can also call me Uncle Husband."

Aunt Linney made Eric feel very comfortable. She and his mother Lily are two completely different people. Lily is a socialite. She cares about family honor very much. She is busy with charity and socializing every day, and has limited concern for the children; But Linney is a typical housewife. She doesn't have so many entertainments. Apart from being an assistant to her husband at work, she does housework and is a good hostess of the Eastwood family.Lily has a strong and stubborn personality, and has been divorced and married several times; while Linnie has a much gentler personality, and has always been very loving with her husband.Eric thought he would enjoy his time in London.

Aunt Linney drove him home after lunch.Linney and her husband live in Ealing, West London. They own a two-story building with a garden. This is a traditional rich area in London, with an elegant and quiet environment, complete facilities, and very convenient shopping.

Eastwood and his wife arranged for his room to be on the south side of the second floor, and outside the window was their well-kept garden.Eric carried the luggage upstairs by himself, spent half an hour packing things, took out his computer and put it on the table, and hung the clothes he brought in the closet.

When he went downstairs, he found that Mr. Eastwood had returned. He had just purchased from a nearby supermarket.Today is December 12th, and the British always prepare a very grand Christmas dinner on Christmas Eve.

"Eric, can you come and help me decorate the Christmas tree?" Aunt Linney called him in the living room, and Eric hurried over to take the colored lights from her and help her hang them on the Christmas tree.Uncle Clint was busy in the kitchen, making the stuffing for the turkey, and Aunt Linney introduced the two of them, laughing and saying that Clint was the Eastwood chef.

In the middle of the work, the phone in the living room rang. Eric was ordered to answer the phone, but when he picked up the phone, he heard a young man's voice, "Uncle Clint, Merry Christmas!"

"Merry Christmas. Uncle Clint's in the kitchen and I'm Eric."

"Oh, I know you. Aunt Linney said you were coming to London for winter vacation. I'm sorry I didn't report my family name. I'm Uncle Critter's nephew. Can you please call Uncle to answer the phone?"

"Of course." Eric put down the phone and ran to the kitchen to find Clint to answer the phone.

Linney has decorated the Christmas tree and is about to hang a green leaf ring on the front door of the house, and Eric walks out with her.

"Who called just now?" Linney asked.

"It was a young man who said he was Uncle Clint's nephew."

"It must be Ed. He is the son of Clint's brother. He is studying in Oxford. Their school is on vacation recently. Ed and his parents live in the North End of London. Clint invited them to spend Christmas together." Linney Introduce to the author Eric, "Don't be afraid of strangers, Ed's family is very easy to get along with, and there is a little girl who is the same age as you in their family, you can go out to play together during the winter vacation."

At this time Clint poked his head out of the window, "Linnie, Eric, come in! The turkey is ready to be put in the oven, you all come to the kitchen to help!"

Linney smiled and pushed Eric back into the door. They buttered the turkey together, and Eric also helped buy and stir the ingredients for making pies.

The Ed family arrived around 7pm, and the family of four dressed up festively - each for a red scarf.Ed's parents both work in the hospital. They are very kind people. The younger sister, Anna, is a very lively girl. She is also a ninth grade student. A prince from a fairy tale - he's about 20 years old, with short pale blond hair in the traditional Eastwood family style (Clint, his brother and Anna all have this hair color), bright pale blue eyes, about the same height 5'11", wearing a long camel coat, greeted him with a smile.

He was literally Eric's dream girl! ! !

gifts and friends

Eric stood by the cabinet next to the entrance, raised his face to look at Ed's handsome face, and other people around him were busy greeting, but he couldn't hear any sound, only him and this man named Ed were left in the world. Eastwood Youth.

It wasn't until Aunt Linney pushed him out suddenly and began to introduce her little guest to the family, "This is Eric, the little guy I told you will come to our house for the winter vacation." Only then did Eric recover Come, he couldn't help the fever on his face, but he still straightened his back and introduced himself gracefully.

Of course, Ed is not the one who is most interested in Eastwood in this group. Of course he is a nice person, but the 20-year-old college student and the 14-year-old boy obviously have nothing in common. It seems that the one who likes Eric the most is Is All the women in the Tewood family, from the 14-year-old girl Anna to Aunt Linney and even the mother Mrs. Eastwood, have a good feeling for him. Maybe Eric wants to thank his mother for giving him the appearance of a good child.

So while waiting for the dinner to come out of the oven, Eric was surrounded by three women of different ages sitting on the sofa. They kept asking Eric about various situations, interests, hobbies, etc. during the three hours. Views on the UK, favorite football teams, views on the weather, etc., etc., etc., as the old saying goes, "the most difficult thing to bear is a beauty".

Ed was out of the child's category, so he sat down with the two Mr. Eastwood and talked about men.Eric was almost overwhelmed by the question, and couldn't help but look in the direction of the men for help, and finally waited for Crete to say "the turkey is roasted" as a life-saving straw.

Everyone stood up and made the final preparations for the dinner. The chef of the Eastwood family was always a man, so the three gentlemen walked into the kitchen and freely divided the work to solve the final process of several big dishes, while the ladies and ladies were in charge of preparing the dishes. Setting the dining table and choosing the music to accompany the meal, the two of them were busy and orderly, and the whole house was full of warmth.

For the first time, Eric discovered that the holidays can be so busy and enjoyable. All the festivals on the Upper East Side are celebrated in the same way-banquets or dinner parties. He has never had the opportunity to decorate the Christmas tree himself, and he has never tried to bake in the kitchen. A turkey, but now he has tried to do it, and it does well, which gives him a sense of accomplishment.

Anna was accused of being careless, and then kicked out of the work team.In fact, Eric knew that the adults were afraid that he would be lonely alone, so he asked the little girl to come and accompany him.

"I'm curious about you," Anna said straight to the point. "You seem to be curious about everything? Don't you Americans celebrate Christmas?"

Apparently Anna didn't know about the luxury and money in New York's Upper East Side, "Of course we also celebrate Christmas. But in New York, we usually have a banquet or something."

"Shouldn't Christmas be spent with the family?" Anna wondered.

Eric couldn't help explaining, "You know, not all adults choose to spend Christmas with their families. Sometimes they prefer to use the name of the festival to get together and socialize." The place where he lives is just a place where these people gather That's all.

So Anna began to look at him with a kind of "you are so pitiful".

Dinner starts at about 7 o'clock, and the table is full of traditional British Christmas meals: a turkey that has been roasted for more than four hours is the main course, mince pies, crispy roast potatoes, served with gravy and cranberry sauce, and dessert is traditional Flaming Christmas pudding and gingko tart with brandy butter.

The adults also opened a bottle of port wine, and everyone poured a full glass, while Eric and Anna could only drink the juice obediently.But they don't mind too much, the juice made from passion fruit is still delicious.

Linney and Mrs. Eastwood chose a Christmas carol sung by Nat King Cole to accompany the meal. The aroma of the food was mixed with cheerful music. The festive atmosphere in the whole restaurant was very strong, and everyone was smiling.

Uncle Clint tried to use his British humor during this time, but Eric really thought his jokes were too cold.

After dinner, Eric helped clean up the table, but was driven out of the kitchen by Linnie, "You don't need your help here, the children should go out to play. Eric, put on your hat and let Anna take you to Winter Wonderland!"

Ana was happy to show him around, but Eric didn't have a hat—the formation was too hasty this time, and he didn't have time to pack properly.

"Then wear my hat," Ed came out to make a rescue. He observed Eric for a while and discovered his embarrassment in time. "London is still very cold in December. If you go out without a hat, your ears may be bruised." Freeze it." He said jokingly, taking out a box from his bag, "This is for you. I heard from Aunt Linney that a little boy was coming to play, so I prepared a Christmas present in advance and opened it. Take a look, maybe it will come in handy now."

Eric felt a little stuffy in his chest. He was very happy to receive Ed's gift, but he was depressed about the "little boy" he said.He unwrapped the gift wrapping paper, opened the lid of the box inside, and found a scarf inside, a deep red long scarf dotted with snowflakes.

"How about it, do you like it?" Ed saw that he hadn't said a word after unpacking the box, thinking that he didn't like the gift, "I picked it together when I helped my family buy presents, I didn't know your preferences beforehand, so I decided on my own .”

"I like it very much," Eric smiled and wrapped the scarf around, "but I didn't prepare your Christmas present, so I feel a little sorry."

"I didn't buy you a scarf just to return a gift," Ed laughed, reaching out to rub Eric's hair, "Go play with Anna, remember to come back early at night, otherwise Linnie will be worried."

He looks so good when he smiles, Eric thought, and was led out of the door by Anna.

"Let's go to Wonderland in Hyde Park first, where we can go ice skating for a while," Anna walked excitedly on the road, talking about the plan while walking, "Then we can go to the street to see the parade, and if it's not too late, we can go to the singing by the way Class singing carols..." She looked very excited, "I have never been a host to receive foreign friends, but believe me, I will take you to the most interesting place!"

Eric followed her to skate. He used to skate on the ice rink in Central Park before winter, and his technique was very good.WinterWonderland in Hyde Park has many winter-specific entertainment facilities. Eric is like a fish in water on the ice rink. On the contrary, Anna promised to take him skating, but ran to ride the roller coaster by herself.Half an hour later, they had a round at the gate of the park. In order to thank Anna for his tour guide, Eric invited her and hot cocoa, and then the two of them ran to Central Avenue to watch the floats with cups in their hands.

It was late when the float parade ended, and the choir had disbanded and gone home.They can only go home with regrets.

Then the street lights, and the two children went home arm in arm, talking about what they had seen and heard that night, and arguing with each other about which float was the prettiest.While walking, Anna suddenly turned to her and said, "Thank you, Eric."

"It's me who should say thank you," Eric was a little puzzled, "You took me around to play, why did you say thank you instead?"

Anna said sincerely, "Thank you for running around with me today. You know, I have been attending a girls' school in Buckinghamshire since September. I grew up living in the North End of London, and all the foreigners lived on the same street. Going to school and going out of county now so I can't find friends to hang out with every holiday. So it's great that you can come to London, the first time I can take friends to hang out at Christmas. So, thank you very much you."

"Can we continue to be friends?" she said cautiously.

"Of course!" They smiled at each other.

Anna stayed at Uncle Clint's house tonight. She agreed with her parents and brother to spend more time at her uncle's house and spend more time with her new friend Eric.When they got home, Clint and Linnie had already gone to bed first, and left the lights in the yard and living room for them.

The little girl and the boy said goodnight to each other, and then they separated at the stairs and went back to their rooms.After changing his pajamas, Eric fell asleep before he had time to recall what he had done that day.

On Christmas Day the next day, it snowed heavily outside the window.Anna was too tired to get up yesterday, and when Eric went downstairs, only the Eastwood and his wife were sitting in the dining room having breakfast.

"Good morning, Eric."

"Good morning, Uncle Clint. Good morning, Aunt Linney."

Breakfast was buttered bread and fried eggs prepared by Linnie. Eric had a big appetite today and ate his share.Then followed Clint into the study.

This is the real reason Eric came to England, to check if he has any psychological problems.

Sitting on the sofa in the study, he saw Clint Eastwood put on his glasses and took out the notebook, "Now let's talk about your dreams."

Eric began dictating what he had experienced while in a coma, and he is now able to recall the memory calmly.But half a year later, it was difficult for him to recall the details in his memory, so he could only say as much as he could.

Clint was writing and drawing in the notebook—all psychiatrists are like this, while guiding Eric to speak at the right time.He kept writing down a few strings of key words: clear thinking, logical organization of language, calm mood, slightly reserved attitude...

After yesterday's family gathering, he had already been exposed to Eric's wariness to a certain extent, so today's communication can proceed more smoothly.After finishing the dictation, Eric put forward his own interpretation of this dream: he projected reality to form an independent world, or he really went out of his body for a time travel.Finally he himself concluded: "I hope you don't think I'm crazy."

Clint didn't immediately direct himself indirectly: "I believe that the soul really exists, but we still need to continue to analyze your real situation."

gain and loss

"who am I?"

This is the crux of what Eric has been worrying about.He is Eric van der Woolsen, or Cui Heng.Are they two different people, or has the same person lived two lives?Is he a character who cannot get rid of the script, or is he an independent self with the ability to think and act?

Eric actually already had the answer.

Clint Eastwood also has an answer.

"A single dream can do a lot," he said, "and the average person will see it as a fantasy and forget it. We know from Freud that dreams are the most common and universal psychic phenomenon in human beings." One of them, but it is very mysterious. We can simply regard it as a projection of reality, or we can regard dreams as the externalization of your spiritual world. We can try to explain it, but dreams still have There is a name - 'Sphinx', and it is unsolvable."

"But in fact the question that's bothering you isn't the dream itself, it's the question of 'who are you?

"Maybe you had an ego disorder, but I think you've worked that out by now." Dr. Clint Eastwood closed his counseling book, "Eric van der Woossen, I don't think you have any psychopathology. question."

"So, don't show your age-appropriate deepness anymore, let's go play with Anna!"

Clint stood up, walked over and opened the study door.His speed and posture are the same as usual, but in Eric's eyes, Mr. Eastwood's short steps to the door seem to be as long as a century, and every movement of him seems to be slowed down. Countless times.Eric watched the door slowly opened with a blank mind. Outside the door was a piece of clear sunlight. Aunt Linney and Anna stood there, and they were all smiling.

Eric couldn't help smiling too.

Eric followed Anna on the street, and they were going to check out the second-hand market in the next block.He was in his review all the way, the expression of Clint Eastwood sitting in the chair, that serious and serious demeanor, made him more convincing than usual.And what he said, Eric van der Woolsen, does not have any psychological problems, let alone a mental patient.He's as normal a person as anyone around him.

"Eric! Come on!" Anna called back, "We're here."

Eric had a momentary illusion that Anna was like the guide in The Chronicles of Narnia, as long as he caught up, a new world would open up in front of him—a brand new world that he had never seen before. .

Of course, it can only be an illusion. What Eric saw was a bustling second-hand market.

But even if it is a second-hand market, it is a new world for Eric.

Eric has never been to such a large-scale second-hand market. A simple shed is built on the street, and under the shed are various stalls that stretch the entire street.Because it is the first day of the Christmas holiday, a large number of local residents come here to set up stalls in their spare time to deal with idle items at home.The customers in the antique market are also mainly London citizens, with a small number of international students and tourists from other places mixed in.

"Let's go in!" Anna pulled Eric's sleeve and walked in. "You must follow me closely, or I won't blame you if you get lost." She squeezed into the crowd with a smile, looking at the stalls one by one.

"What do you want to buy?" Eric asked curiously. He had little experience in buying second-hand items, and was a little at a loss in the face of such a huge second-hand market.

Anna turned around and lectured him solemnly, "Who said you have to buy things when you come to the market? I'm just showing you our British culture who haven't come here to see it!" She even laughed herself, "We're just looking around." As soon as she finished speaking, she was attracted by an old teapot next to her, and she squatted down and stretched out her hand to touch it, "Oh, this is so beautiful... I can buy it and take it to the school dormitory, maybe it can be the same as the one I bought before. Make a set of teacups..." He couldn't stop muttering.

Miss Anna, who just came to take a look, was constantly attracted by all kinds of small things. She liked this and that, and bought a bunch of them without holding back.On the contrary, Mr. "Hillbilly" Eric has not been able to adapt to the crowd, and has been pushed forward by the crowd, and soon lost Anna's figure.After finally being able to stop in front of a second-hand bookstore, he hurriedly called Anna.Unexpectedly, Anna simply announced that the two of them are free to move around. She also knew that it was not easy to find someone in the second-hand market.

Eric could only learn from Anna to go with the situation, bought a cup of coffee and rejoined the crowd, and wandered aimlessly.He tried to find things that fit his aesthetics from the rows of stalls on both sides, and he could buy them as a Christmas gift for the Eastwood family, or take them back to the United States as souvenirs.

As he walked, he saw a young man with pale blond hair sitting in a street cafe.

Ed Eastwood, Anna's brother, Linney and Clint's nephew, this 20-year-old blond youth is sitting in the street cafe.

Eric's heart beat suddenly. He stood on the side of the street and looked in through the glass, looking at Ed like a voyeur.Eric suddenly felt that the coffee cup in his hand was in the way-if he hadn't bought it, he would have walked in to buy coffee and meet Ed by chance.

However, now that he hastened to finish the cup in his hand, he can still go in and order a cup of hot cocoa or something.Eric finished the hot drink in twos and twos, quickly found a trash can to throw away the trash, and when he turned around, he found that the situation had changed.

There was a person sitting next to Ed, a young man with brown hair, about the same age as Ed, and more importantly, the two were very close.

Eric felt sensitively that their relationship was unusual. Ed smiled dotingly on the man, while the brown-haired young man showed a dependent expression.

Are they friends, or relatives?

Eric couldn't help but think, he watched these two people fight outside the window for a long time, but he couldn't hold back the impulse to open the door and walk in.

He stood in front of the bar and ordered, pretending to read the menu carefully while trying to build up his mind to strike up a conversation with Ed: he would say that he and Anna were separated later, and then it was too cold outside to come in and order a drink, insisting that he was It was only when I was ordering that I found out that Ed was also here. Maybe I should learn from Blair's innocent expression, expressing that it is rare for me to meet someone I know when I am alone in a foreign land, and finally let Ed take the initiative to invite me to sit with him.

I just didn't expect Ed to see him in advance. Before Eric was holding hot lemon chocolate, he heard the other party's greeting, "Hi, Eric, I didn't expect to see you here," his face Always with a hearty smile, "Do you want to sit together?"

"Oh, okay, okay." Eric was a little flustered, why didn't things develop according to his script, he sat down with great energy, "What a coincidence, Ed." His nervous face didn't know what to say don't know what to say.

"Why are you here? I thought Anna would be with you." Ed thought he was not used to the new environment, so he offered to help him find a topic.

"Enn, yes," Eric said in one breath about the lost encounter that he had thought about before, "Anna and I are separated... We will make an appointment to have a round behind the market gate and go home later."

"Then just take a rest here," Ed said, "have a cup of hot drink to warm your body." He took the initiative to move the syrup and milk to Eric, "By the way, what did you order?"

"Hot lemon chocolate," Eric replied.

"I thought only children would like to drink this." The brown-haired young man who had been silent all this time suddenly opened his mouth. His voice was very clear, and he should be an adult, but he still had a childlike air.

"Who said only children can drink this!" Eric felt a little ashamed, but felt that this young man was very disrespectful, so he was very angry when he said it.

"Eric is only 14 years old!" Ed smiled, and introduced the two of them by the way, "This is Lauren, my classmate in Oxford and my boyfriend; Eric, from my uncle's house My little guest, come to England for winter vacation this year."

Eric's mind was blown by the word "boyfriend". Ed's understatement contained too much information, he was gay!There's nothing wrong with that, of course, since Eric himself is gay.But the timing is not right now. How should Eric feel after confirming that Ed is gay?Probably happy, but now he is only full of shock and loss in his heart-oh, the boy he fell in love with for the first time already has a boyfriend, not to mention that Eric is still a real kid in his eyes!For a 14-year-old, it's perfectly fine to order lemon chocolate.

His first love ended before it even began.

Eric sighed, stretched out his hand to grab the handle of the teacup, and drank the hapless lemon chocolate in one, two, three sips.He really wanted to get up and leave immediately, Eric really didn't think he had any reason to stay here any longer.

Well, he's sitting next to a frank same-sex couple, and one is his brief crush.What face does he, a lovelorn dog, have to sit between a sticky couple?

So Eric wisely packed up his things, greeted him and went out, while Ed and Lauren watched him leave.His arrival and departure did not cause any impact between the two, he was just an insignificant soy sauce passerby.

It couldn't be more cruel!

Monster

Eric struggled to go home, and Anna tried to find out the reason for his depression along the way but failed, and finally could only comfort him in vain.

Eric complained crazily in his heart, could he tell Anna that he had a crush on her brother and broke up before he could confess.I can only continue to work hard.

When they got home, they found that both Linney and Clint had gone out, and they had left a note at the entrance explaining their orientation—the couple had gone out to watch a movie, so they had to settle for lunch by themselves.

Eric can't cook - of course, no one expects him to, and Anna can't cook - you can't expect a 14-year-old girl to be good at cooking.So the boy and the girl looked at each other for a while, and finally decided to order pizza.They debated for a long time about the taste of pizza, and finally each took a step back and ordered a pizza with assorted flavors.After lunch, Eric felt better, and then the overseas calls from the United States came one after another.

The first was a call from mother Lily. She should have already talked to Clint, so she didn’t ask about his psychological condition, but asked some questions about his daily life and diet. Lily was not too worried about whether her youngest son would be able to eat enough. In her opinion, there is no problem for a 14-year-old boy to order meals by himself. Instead, Eric asked about Lily's situation-she and Bart made their relationship public during the Christmas holiday.

"I'm an adult, and I can still handle my relationship issues by myself," Lily finally said. "I just hope you have a good time in England. If there is nothing else, I have to hang up."

Immediately afterwards, Serena's name flashed on the phone screen, Eric pressed the connection button, and Serena's laughter rang out, "Hi, Eric, Merry Christmas!"

"Merry Christmas!" Eric returned.

Then they spent more than an hour talking about her and Dan's Christmas Eve $50 gift contest. A romantic artificial snow, while Dan sneaks a Christmas tree into their hotel suite.

"So you're here to show me what a romantic Christmas Eve you've had?" Eric heard the "Dandan Dan" in his head, and naturally he couldn't feel better, "I'm the one who can't even go back to Christmas !"

"I'm sharing! Sharing my happy experience!" Serena emphasized, and then changed the subject, "You also want to share with me your experience in the UK."

Eric could only tell her about his failed first love in a sleepy manner.

"So you fell in love with a man with a boyfriend?" Serena didn't expect Eric to have such a wonderful experience in such a short time in London.

"That's right, and he still treats me like a child." Eric is still brooding about this.

Serena said a few words of comfort on the phone, "Okay, Eric, you just haven't met the right person." At this time, Blair's urging voice came from the phone, "I have to hang up, Blair and I I made an appointment to go shopping, I wish you a happy stay in London."

"I also wish you a happy winter vacation!" Eric had just finished speaking, only the busy tone remained on the phone.

Christmas passed so peacefully. Eric thought he would be tossing and turning that night. In the end, he and the Eastwood family went to the gymnasium to finish bowling for two hours. At night, he was so tired that he touched the bed and fell asleep. , I don’t even have the energy to take a shower.

The next morning, Eric was woken up by the snow outside the window.It started to snow in London late at night the night before, and the amount of snow this year is surprisingly heavy. When I woke up in the morning, the snow was half as thick as a person. Eric forgot to close the curtains when he went to bed at night, and he was naturally awakened by the reflection of the snow in the morning.

Eric grabbed the phone next to the bed to check the time, it showed 6:55, not even 7:[-]!He wailed, he didn't want to get up, but he really couldn't fall asleep, so he could only struggle to get up and walk into the bathroom.He turned on the hot water valve in the shower and waited until the water heater filled the bathroom before taking off his pajamas and taking a shower.

In winter, there is nothing more refreshing than taking a hot bath, Eric thought while flushing the hot water.After taking a shower, he stood in front of the sink in a bathrobe, slowly squeezed toothpaste on his toothbrush, and the mirror clearly saw Eric's appearance.

He is 14 years old this year, and he will be 15 when his birthday is in January, and he is very close to adulthood.But his appearance in the mirror is still between a child and a teenager, his hair is blond, his hair roots are not as brown as in the first season of "Gossip Girl", his eyes are bright and bright God, the iris is the same color as Lily, and the facial features also show that he is Lily's child-he looks exactly like the Roz family, not at all like the father he has never met.He is only 5 feet 5 inches tall now, and he is still a kid in the average European and American height of 6 feet, and his appearance has not yet shaken off his childishness.

So does he deserve to be treated like a child? !Eric thought despondently, looking at himself in the mirror full of toothpaste foam, he could only sigh sadly in the end, could he justify that he was just late in development?

The next half of the month was spent very peacefully, no scandals, no gossip, no reception of dating broadcasts from my mother and sister, only the snow that couldn’t be swept outside my house every day in winter—since the first snow fell , Eric, as the only second male in the Eastwood family, has to carry a broom and go out to sweep snow with Clint after getting up every day.

The snow accumulated at the gate of the yard and on the road in front of the house is within their scope of cleaning. Aunt Linnie will get up early and prepare a hearty breakfast for them, so that they can go to work after a full meal.The days of snow plowing like this usually lasted for more than a week, and then the snow fell less frequently, and the Christmas vacation of Uncle Clint and Aunt Linney was almost over.

After the Eastwoods started to go to work every day, Eric became very free every day. He was the only one at home during the day. Anna often took him around London at first, but her back-to-school day was more serious. Early, I have already gone back to school early, so the last few days of winter vacation are really boring, Eric can only go to the nearby library to pass the time by himself every day.

But the closer it was to returning to the United States, the more Eric felt reluctant to leave here.The Eastwood family made him feel a family atmosphere that he had never experienced before. He liked everyone in this family and every day here was very happy. Even if Ed made him feel broken in love, this experience was also interesting.

In the last few days of the winter vacation, Eric carefully prepared gifts for everyone in the Eastwood family, said goodbye to everyone seriously, revisited the places he visited in London, and took many photos Take a souvenir.Then it was unlucky to run into Lauren Fernandez.

At that time, Eric was trying his best to raise the camera at the entrance of the London Library, trying to put himself and the library logo behind him into the lens. Lun appeared in front of him with a smile on his face, "Little brat! What are you doing?"

Eric didn't want to talk to him, but his politeness prevented him from doing such a rude thing, so he could only patiently explain that he was taking pictures as a souvenir.

"What's there to take pictures in the library", Eric heard him mutter, and then the bastard stretched out his hand, "Give me the camera, and I'll take pictures for you!"

Eric really needed to find someone to help, and since Lauren offered to do so, he could save himself the hassle of others.With his help, Eric quickly took the ideal photo—in the photo, he was standing under the signboard of the London Library and giggling brightly.Lauren's photography skills are not bad, and then he is too embarrassed to continue to be cold to him.

"Tell me you