Steward of Rebirth

On TV, a handsome man in a black suit spoke to the camera. His brows were soft, his lips curled up, he was polite and humorous. No matter how you looked at him, he didn't look like the boss of a big gangster.

Gu Qianyan narrowed her eyes slightly, her calm eyes were full of coldness and hatred, and her eyes only fell on the TV.Under Lancet's gaze, Gu Qianyan approached the TV step by step, clenched his fists more and more, and finally—

Snapped!

With the slamming of a fist, the 55-inch LCD TV cracked like water waves, and the handsome face on the screen was wrinkled like a chrysanthemum lacking moisture.

Gu Qianyan felt puzzled, the veins on her forehead twitched instantly due to excitement, she clenched her teeth, and when she was about to punch another punch, she suddenly felt a pain in her lower leg.

The old housekeeper grabbed Gu Qianyan's arm with lightning speed, pressed him down, pulled him back, and kicked his leg hard, forcing him to kneel down.When he was attacked, he struggled suddenly, but the old butler's old bones could hardly stop him.

"Sorry, I didn't like him." After subduing Gu Qianyan, the old housekeeper bowed his head guiltily, and apologized deeply to Lancet.

Lancet held the remote control and looked at Gu Qianyan who was biting his lower lip hard. His eyes followed Gu Qianyan's lowered head to his blood-stained white gloves, and said softly: "He's injured. .”

The young man's voice was clear and cool yet soft, with a gentle tone, with a delicateness that could easily penetrate people's hearts.

There was a tingling pain on the back of the hand, which was very hot.

Gu Qianyan lowered his head so low that he almost buried it in his chest. He put his bleeding hand behind his back, and his voice was unsteady: "Sorry..."

Noticing that Gu Qianyan was still a little agitated, the old housekeeper's pressure on his hand did not decrease.Rangster stood up from the comfortable sofa and walked suddenly in front of them.

"Young master..." The old butler was surprised by Lanster who suddenly approached.The young master doesn't like to be in contact with people, even his old housekeeper who has been serving him for a week has never seen him so closely.Realizing that his gaze was too rude, the old butler quickly looked away.

The moment he bowed his head, a cold hand covered the back of his hand.

"He's hurt." Lance said again with certainty.Pulling away the old butler's hand that was suppressing Gu Qianyan, Lanster squatted in front of Gu Qianyan, staring at his lowered face.

Gu Qianyan raised her eyes, her pale face showed calmness, but every change in those eyes that were surging like waves was reflected in Lanster's lake green eyes.

Lanster had never seen such an expression before—the muscles on his face didn't pull at all, his brows didn't twitch at all, but there was strength instilled in it, as if he was frowning hard but there would be no obvious change.

"Your eyes are full of...pain?" Lanster said very uncertainly. He has been in a coma for too long and has very little contact experience with people. For things like emotions and emotions, he can only watch them on TV Judging by the expressions of those people.

Seeing Lanster's confused expression, Gu Qianyan shook her head, her voice was as light as Aoxue's, "Master, that's not pain, it's hatred."

"Hate?" The expression on Lancet's face was that of an ignorant baby, so pure that Gu Qianyan, who suspected that his kindness had been paralyzed, couldn't help but sigh.

At the age of 16, in the Mood for Love, it was just a piece of white paper, without smearing.

This child is more unfortunate than himself who was reborn as a new character.At the very least, he still has 36 years of memory and all the knowledge of common sense for 36 years, while Lanster has nothing but the life he continues to maintain.

What Lanster lacks, he has, and what he cannot continue, Lanster has always insisted on.They are two polarities, one positive and the other negative, neither of which has been balanced, but when put together, they are a complete whole.

There was a soft wave in his heart, and the boy's confused eyes, mixed with worry, made Gu Qianyan feel a tremor in his heart.

Gu Qianyan knelt in front of Lancet on one knee, and gently held his hand. The blood-stained white glove had blood stains like plum blossoms, but it did not hinder Gu Qianyan's elegance. A 20-year-old man, he is as elegant and calm as if he stepped out of a picture scroll.

Gently stretching her soft brows, Gu Qianyan sincerely apologized for her recklessness just now, "Little Master, I'm sorry to surprise you, I promise, there will be no next time."

Lanster frowned. For the first time, he saw someone bleeding in front of him, really bleeding.He bent his nose down like a puppy and sniffed Gu Qianyan's hand. The sweet smell of blood poured into Lanster's nostrils, making his brows furrow even more, and his delicate face also wrinkled. .

"Master, this is blood." Gu Qianyan looked at the confused Lancet, smiled lazily, and declared his loyalty: "As your steward, I will protect you and not let you bleed. Because, blood It hurts."

Pain, not good.