non-deacon

Do you understand what you want?

Yes teacher.

【Three years later……】

The weather in London is still full of haze as before, cars are still those cars, people are still those people, nobles are still nobles, commoners are still commoners, but some things are not exciting enough without certain people.

"Stop! Catch that thief!"

Abaline yelled while chasing the young man in front who was running desperately with a black leather bag in his hand.Many people saw it from a distance, but their reaction was to quickly avoid the thief who was running furiously in a panic, for fear that they would offend such an annoying thief.And some people dressed in gorgeous clothes and proud looked at all this indifferently with disgusted eyes, because it had nothing to do with them.

Damn it!Abaline thought angrily, could it be that the police in this city have to rely solely on them to maintain law and order!Looking at the figure running farther and farther in front of him with burning eyes, his heart became more and more angry, and at the same time, he felt a deep sense of helplessness, did he just let him run away like this?

The thief ran wildly while throwing away Aba Lain who was following him, the distance between the two was getting farther and farther. He couldn't help feeling a little proud in his heart, as long as he got rid of this police officer, he would be able to have a good time today.

As soon as he was about to throw the policeman behind him away, two figures suddenly appeared in front of him, and he couldn't help shouting: "Get out of the way!!!"

The figure in front paused but still walked forward on its own. The long windbreaker set off the backs of the two of them very tall and straight. Seeing that the person in front of him was getting closer and closer, he didn't have the slightest intention to get out of the way. He thought I didn't even think about pushing them away with my hands.

The younger figure suddenly stopped, revealing a fair and handsome face, with black bangs covering the other half of his eyes with blindfolds, and the one open eye is fascinatingly beautiful, Deeper than the sea and bluer than the sky, anyone who sees it at first sight will be sucked in by its beauty.

The thief's mind flickered, but the hand that should have been stretched out was only half stretched out.There was a smile on his handsome face, the boy's long eyelashes trembled, and there was a smile in his warm eyes, and he stretched his legs.

Bang!

"what!!"

The thief fell with a bruised nose and a swollen face, a large red spot was rubbed on his forehead, and he lay on the ground unable to get up for a while.

But at this time, Aba Lain was still some distance away from the thief, and the thief had time to get up again before running away.At this time, the boy stretched out his hand and happily tugged at the figure in front of him who didn't look back very much.

Seeing that the thief was about to get up again and run away, the people around couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief. Are they going to let him run away again?Although it's none of their business, it doesn't prevent them from also wanting to catch the thief.

The taller young man finally turned his head, and the person who saw it couldn't help being taken aback. This is an oriental man with black hair and black eyes, but his complexion is fairer than some Westerners. His narrow eyebrows and eyes are full of helplessness and casual , the silver windbreaker set off his tall and straight figure even more slender, making him look extraordinarily casual and free and easy.

But the first action that such a pleasing person made after turning around was——stomped off the thief's foot that was about to get up!

The thief was rolling on the side in pain, and the purse he had stolen was also thrown aside.Panting, Abaline caught up with him and quickly handcuffed the thief who was rolling on the ground. Only then did he have time to look up at the person who was helping him, but he froze as soon as he looked up.

"Charles Phantomhive..."

Abaline murmured, as if he lost his soul, isn't the boy in front of him the one who died four years ago?why...

Albaline was already speechless, he was sure that he did not admit his mistake, the one in front of him was Charles Phantomhive, the queen's lackey, the devil's nobleman.

The same nobility and the same pride, but looking at the young and energetic face in front of him, he always felt that something was different, and couldn't help but take a step forward to get closer.

Charles stepped back a little, raised his eyebrows, and turned to look at the man beside him with questioning eyes.

"Abaline".

Oh, Charles nodded thoughtfully, then gave Abaline a faint smile and left with the young man in front of him.

It wasn't until they walked a long way that Aba Lain came back to his senses, his complex and tangled expression finally turned into a trace of relief.He raised his head and pressed his hat, glanced at the smoggy sky in London, rubbed the center of his brow with some headache, and smiled.

It turned out that he was still alive...

At this moment in Torrance's mansion, the golden-eyed demon knelt down in front of Torrance. The boy had the same youthful face as Phantomhive, but had a different indifference.

"are you sure?"

"Yes sir".

The golden-eyed demon said without hesitation, and there was a suppressed joy and eager desire hidden in his voice. If Torrance would not have heard it three years ago, he would have followed this demon without hesitation and full of confidence and joy. The rhythm is walking, but now, he doesn't believe it...

Three years later, everything is different, maybe it should be said that it has been different since that rainy night.

"Go down," Torrance said, the demon obeyed respectfully, and if you looked carefully, you would find a hint of hidden eagerness.

The door was closed respectfully, a sneer appeared on Torrance's face, and there was a trace of glamour on his already opened face. His navy blue eyes were full of sadness and despair. He turned to look out the window, and the layers of roses blocked the It was a piece of green garden, and a figure suddenly flashed in my mind like electricity.

Raising his hand and gently touching the tip of the right ear, with his eyelids slightly drooping, Tolanxi said to himself expressionlessly.

"There is still a lack of a gardener..."