Their Love Stories

Gu Yian made breakfast and went to the study to push Viscount Guan.

Viscount Guan didn't feel awkward this time. No matter how close Gu Yi'an got, he looked very natural. Gu Yi'an secretly smiled, like a fox that is sleazy.

Gu Yian pushed Viscount Guan to the dinner table and brought his own breakfast to him.

He quickly walked over and sat down opposite Viscount Guan. He stared at Viscount Guan intently, expecting him to take a bite and make his own breakfast.

Viscount Guan looked at his expression, shook his head helplessly, took out his chopsticks, took a breath of green onion pancake, the fragrance of eggs and flour, with a hint of green onion and salt, it really tasted very good.

Viscount Guan finished the first bite and then took the second bite.

Gu Yian looked at the expression he was eating, and the corners of his mouth softened involuntarily. He silently looked at Viscount Guan, as if waiting for him to praise himself.

This is his own breakfast!

Viscount Guan had already noticed the change in his mood, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth. After taking two mouthfuls, he slowly said, "What are you doing in a daze? Eat quickly. Breakfast will be cold for a while."

Gu Yi'an nodded repeatedly and hurriedly lowered his head to take a bite of the pancake, but after he stuffed the pancake into his mouth, he somehow noticed something was wrong. Isn't it the meal he cooked? Why did he have an illusion of a stunning conversion between them, telling him that this is not true!

After watching the Viscount Guan solve most of the pancakes, Gu Yi'an quickly bowed his head to eat.

After eating, Gu Yian pushed Viscount Guan to the bedroom.

In fact, Viscount Guan wanted to read a book, but Gu Yian insisted that he go to the bedroom to rest.

Seeing Gu Yian's appearance as a loyal dog, Viscount Guan really wanted to take what he said yesterday and frustrate him fiercely.

Didn't he say that he needs to speed up blood circulation in a noisy environment to speed up wound healing.

Finally, after thinking about it, he could only shook his head helplessly. This guy handles things entirely according to his own preferences, so he shouldn't tell him, otherwise, he may be able to say a lot of wrong reasons.

In the end, Viscount Guan was sent to the bedroom to rest by Gu Yian.

Gu Yian quickly cleaned up the bowls and chopsticks, and then took the painting of himself, like a treasure, and went to find Viscount Guan.

Viscount Guan watched Gu Yian standing in front of his bed with a smile, and raised his eyebrows.

"What's your face?"

Gu Yian laughed twice, "I have a happy expression. I am very happy, so I can't help but want to laugh.

Zijue Guan glanced at him lightly, "Well then, you continue to laugh, I will go to bed first!"

Gu Yian immediately became anxious, "Oh, don't you, it's not fun at all, I still have something to look for you!"

"Let's talk, what's the matter?" Viscount Guan didn't even bother to look up.

Gu Yian suddenly took the painting out from behind, "Look, what is this?"

Gu Yi'an opened up the **** color. In the painting, the young man stands against the **** light. It looks like a special taste, which can make people produce many kinds of emotions, sadness, passion, or sadness...

Guan Zijue was stunned. He knew what he was doing. Gu Yian regarded this thing as a treasure, and nobody could move it. He wanted to buy it at a high price, but he didn't buy it.

This shows how important this thing is to him.

Viscount Guan said lightly, "What are you doing to show me this?"

Gu Yi'an was startled, "Don't you feel surprised? Why does this painting appear here."

"Guan Zijue raised his eyebrows, why should I be surprised, you can appear here, why can't it appear here, isn't it your thing!"

Gu Yi'an was silent for a moment. How did he forget how he thought of this thing as a treasure at the beginning? Yes, the thing is indeed his, but now he wants to give Viscount Guan.

Moreover, he saw that Viscount Guan wanted this painting so much.

He said dullly, "I didn't think you wanted this painting, so I brought it to you. If you don't want it, then I will tear it up!"

After Gu Yi'an finished speaking, he took the painting capriciously and tore it off.

Guan Zijue stared at his hand intently and said nothing.

Gu Yi'an was stunned. He glanced at Viscount Guan, "What do you see me doing?"

"I see how you tore the painting, but you tore it, I'm watching it!"

Gu Yian's breathing was stagnant, is he stimulating himself? He just wanted him to stop him, who knows, he even added a fire behind his back to encourage himself to tear it off, he suddenly felt very sad, how could he break it?

Viscount Guan looked at him and sighed helplessly, "Forget it, just put it there if you don't want to tear it, don't look like you're going to die, I don't have the ability to do anything to you!"

After he finished speaking, his eyes fell on his lap.

Gu Yian sat boringly on the wheelchair in front of the bed and threw the painting in his hand onto Viscount Guan's bed.

"Forget it, let me tell you, I brought this painting specifically for you!"

"I don't need it!" Viscount Guan refused mercilessly.

Gu Yi'an was dumbfounded. Didn't he really want this painting before?

"Then you had to buy this painting before, didn't you frame me?"

Zijue Guan raised his eyebrows faintly, "I don't want it now!"

"You...you..." Gu Yian said you for a long time, staying in the wheelchair, unable to speak a word.

Viscount Guan shook his head helplessly, "I was shocked. I wanted this painting just to find someone. The child was named Xiao Ping An. We met before. I wanted to buy it because I wanted to find him. This painting, this painting, made me feel deeply that during the days we were together, it seemed that the weather was like this, and the blood was filled with...

Viscount Guan looked at Gu Yi'an, he seemed to be watching Gu Yi'an, but also like watching others through Gu Yi'an.

Gu Yi'an was startled. It turned out that he bought this painting entirely to find himself!

He had really wronged him before. Some time ago, when he opened his own painting exhibition, he had to buy his own painting, and he directly equated Viscount Guan with the Beijing bully.

Now it seems that I really didn't think of this aspect.

It's just that I kept this painting myself, also for...

He looked at Viscount Guan seriously, and slowly said, "You bought this painting first to find a small and peaceful person. It's amazing. The goals of the two of us are the same. I left this painting, too. In order to find someone who became my elder brother, I was too young at that time to remember what he looked like. I could only draw a side face vaguely. I always felt that if he could see this The sub painting already recognizes me!"

After he finished speaking, both of them were silent. Viscount Guan looked at Gu Yi'an without saying a word. Gu Yi'an also stared at him deeply, and the two looked at each other quietly.

After a long time, Gu Yi'an spoke slowly.

"Brother, I finally found you!"

Zijue Guan sighed helplessly and shouted, "Little Ping An..."

Gu Yian looked at Viscount Guan, took a deep breath, and said slowly this time, "Brother, you might not know it. When I was taken away, I was really unable to resist. Some of them said, I am the son of a British gang boss, but he has a Chinese face, and some people say that he is just looking at me and want to recognize me as a godson, but no matter what kind of statement, he is indeed Take me away, and adopted me, but, do you know? I was not happy, I seem to have plunged from one pile of dead people into another pile of dead people."

Gu Yi'an took a deep look at Viscount Guan, and continued to speak, "Moreover, in this pile of dead people, no one will stand up to protect me. They are all looking forward to my death. When I die, they will have more For the chance of survival, I have been thinking about the figure that protects me. It is him that makes me motivated. I crawled out of the dead and survived. Later, it was Ajue who saved me and he was with me. Kill that person, and then we changed the name of the British gang to make it the current crime scene."

Guan Zijue's gaze shrank slightly, and a sarcasm flashed across the corner of Gu Yi'an's mouth.

"Perhaps you don't believe me, I, a person who came out of the dead, will have the heart to save the dead. I went to study medicine and saved countless old, weak, sick and disabled. I will go to you, the American black market boxing The field no longer exists. I want to ask others about you, but I don’t know what your name is. I think it’s the same in this life. How can I find someone who has a vague impression and doesn’t know the name? He, but, I didn’t expect that we would meet in the dark, did you know? Before you got into the car accident, you called me that little peace, my whole person seemed to be knocked on by something, suddenly In time, some fragments of memory ran out from nowhere, slowly pieced together into a complete painting."

Zijue Guan was silent. He had no idea that his life would become like this after he and Gu Yi'an were separated.

However, he now seemed to be such a clean person, why would he experience those cruelties and killings.

Viscount Guan looked at Gu Yian's eyes with distress and self-blame. If he had protected him well, all of this shouldn't happen.

After all, he still didn't take care of him.

Zijue Guan looked at Gu Yian in silence, without saying a word.

I don't know why, Gu Yi'an was a little flustered. He knew Viscount Guan's background a long time ago, but now he told him all the embarrassment and filth behind him, whether he would despise himself.

After all, his hands were once filled with blood.

He said in a slightly uneasy tone, "Do you think I am cruel? In order to survive, I will be so bloodthirsty? Is it because I have become unknown to you? Why don't you speak? With your identity, why did you Where are you talking! Don't **** leave me alone, like a fool, talking to myself here, okay!"