Guardian [Rebirth]

Liang Zhou looked away from the computer, looked at Guan Bowen who came in slowly, and wondered, "Why are you here?"

"Come and invite everyone to dinner." Guan Bowen spoke nonsense with his eyes open, leaned back on the sofa, looked around, and asked pretendingly, "Why aren't you here? Isn't there a regular meeting on Friday?"

Liang Zhou glanced at him up and down, and raised his eyebrows, "Come and treat us to dinner? I remember last week when Zhang Qian moved and invited us to dinner, you said that you were very busy recently and didn't have time. Why do you have time now?"

"I'm done with work." Guan Bowen passed vaguely, "Actually, I also want to move a little...so I came here early to invite you to get together."

"You want to move? You don't want the holiday villa you just bought?"

"No more."

"Where do you want to move?"

"I think the villa area you live in is not bad. The environment is quiet and not remote. The staff is simple and suitable for the elderly."

Liang Zhou leaned back in his chair, looked at him indifferently, and didn't speak.

Guan Bowen moved around, tried to maintain a calm and elegant face, and continued to talk, "And the security of your villa area is also good, even Yan Wei can stop it... I know the paparazzi in other places, so I'd better buy a new one." better."

"Today is Thursday."

"what?"

Liang Zhou nodded the calendar on the desk, and said lightly, "Today is Thursday, there is no regular meeting, and He Long is indeed back from a business trip, but I gave him three days off, and he accompanied his father back to his hometown to visit relatives , so...do you want to leave or not?"

Guan Bowen was finally willing to look him in the eye, but his eyes were a little dull, as if he was out of power, and his expression was twisted or not, which was a bit funny.

"This reaction... You really have a crush on He Long." Liang Zhou looked at him with interest, and curled his lips, "Tell me, how long have you been thinking about this?"

"What, what are you thinking, what are you talking nonsense..."

"He Long is not young anymore. Uncle He took him back to his hometown this time, in fact, he wanted to introduce someone to him. I heard that the girl is a dance teacher. She looks good, has a good figure, and has a good temper."

Introduction, introduction, right, like!

The pretended calmness on Guan Bowen's face quickly disappeared. What kind of elegance, what image, what kind of actor demeanor, all go to hell!He stood up quickly, stepped to the desk, slammed the table hard, and approached Liang Zhou, "How old is Xiaolong, he is still young! Liang Zhou, you and Xiao Yu are today, thanks to my love back then. Enlightenment, now... help me!"

Liang Zhou squinted at him and smiled, "Bowen."

"Say."

"I won't help you."

Guan Bowen looked at him in disbelief, "What about loyalty?"

"But if you want to buy a house, I happen to have one."

The two looked at each other, then moved away tacitly.

Guan Bowen stood up, regained his calm and elegant appearance, and smiled, "How much is the house...?"

When He Long accompanied He Bo back from his hometown, he saw Guan Bowen who came out for a "walk" as soon as he entered the villa area.

Uncle He was a little puzzled, "Xiaolong, why does that person on the side of the road keep looking at you...it looks a little familiar."

"It's Guan Bowen." He Long glanced at the direction Uncle He was pointing at, froze for a moment, frowned, and answered in a low voice, then stopped the car, rolled down the window, looked at Guan Bowen who was standing on the side of the road smiling, and asked politely, "Mr. Guan, why are you here? Looking for the boss?"

Guan Bowen nodded kindly to Uncle He as a greeting, and replied, "No, I moved here to live...would you like to sit at my house?"

He Long frowned, and shook his head decisively, "No, I'll take my dad home first, excuse me." After speaking, he quickly started the car and ran away.

Guan Bowen was sprayed with car exhaust all over his face, but he was not angry at all. Instead, he was a little happy, "I haven't seen you for a month, and Xiaolong has become more energetic... Well, not bad."

"Dad, that person just now, remember to stay away from him." He Long seriously urged.

He Bo withdrew his gaze from the rearview mirror, and disagreed with his words, "He is the young master's partner, right? You can't do this, you have to be more tactful, you will offend people by doing things like this."

He Long frowned into knots.

"I'll call him back later, ask for the address, and ask Aunt Liu to prepare something and come over for a sit-down. Now that you've moved here, we'll be neighbors from now on and get along well."

He Long's face darkened.

"Did you hear that?" Uncle He stared.

"I understand..." He Long responded aggrieved.

After arriving home, He Long called Guan Bowen under He Bo's stare, and then went out with the snack prepared by Aunt Liu.

Guan Bowen's villa is very close to Liang Zhou's villa, only 200 meters away, and the first one is the first one after turning around a garden.

The doorbell rang and the door opened. Guan Bowen stood at the door with a smile, holding a green onion in one hand and wiping it on the apron with the other, looking like a good man at home.

"Here you come? Come in first, the meal will be ready soon."

He Long choked back all kinds of polite words that came to his lips, and followed him into the door in a daze. After holding back for a long time, he asked, "Do you know how to cook?" In my impression, the image of the picky eater, gossip, narrow-minded and annoying film king is seriously inconsistent...

"Of course." Guan Bowen gave him a funny look, led him to sit down in the dining room next to the kitchen, and pointed to the beans on the dining table, "Please peel them for me, the soup is boiling in the pot, I have to watch over it. "After speaking, he turned and went into the kitchen, leaving He Long with a handsome back.

...with no chance of rejection at all.

He Long opened his mouth, with a stern face, and began to peel the beans with his head down... Forget it, let's say goodbye after peeling.

"Do you like spicy food?" Guan Bowen poked his head out of the kitchen and asked with a smile.

He Long was really not used to his appearance, so he reacted for a while before replying, "I don't like it or hate it."

"Then come and help me taste it." Guan Bowen beckoned.

He Long obediently got up and went over.

Guan Bowen scooped up a little with a spoon and handed it to him.

He Long looked at his hand holding the spoon and didn't move.

"Drink."

"..."

"Too hot?" Guan Bowen made a gesture to blow the scalding in the spoon.

He Long's serious expression cracked, and he hurried over to drink the hot water from his hand, and quickly replied, "It's not hot, the temperature is quite good."

The corners of Guan Bowen's mouth curled up successfully, and then quickly pressed down, with that natural and friendly look again, "How does it taste?"

The taste of the mutton soup slowly dissipated in the mouth... It was a very rich and mild taste, different from what he had tasted before. I have to say, it was delicious, um, very delicious.

He nodded, "Not bad."

"Will it be spicy?"

"No, just right."

Guan Bowen turned around, took a bowl from the cupboard, scooped up half a bowl of soup and stuffed it into his hand, "Take it to pad your stomach, you must be tired from driving all afternoon."

He Long looked down at Tang, and then at Guan Bowen, who was completely different from his impression, suddenly felt a little awkward, "Thank you."

Guan Bowen smiled kindly, "You're welcome, have you finished peeling the beans?"

"I'll peel it now." He Long hurriedly turned around and peeled the beans, as if he owed the other party something if he didn't finish peeling.

Guan Bowen stopped him with a smile, "Don't worry, peel it after drinking the soup, I'm not in a hurry to use it, please trouble you."

"……No trouble."

"Stay here and have a meal together? It's lonely for me to eat alone, and there are too many dishes, I can't finish it."

Such a kind and easy-talking actor who doesn't make fun of others... It's weird.

He Long hesitated for a moment, nodded, turned back to sit down at the table with some confusion, frowned and reflected.Maybe what Dad said was right, my previous attitude towards Guan Bowen was really too bad...you can't look at people with colored glasses, this actor Guan... doesn't seem to be that annoying.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but look up at Guan Bowen, who was cutting vegetables with his back turned to him, his gaze paused on his naturally loose hair, and he lowered his head to drink the soup.

... Forget it, let's say goodbye after dinner.

Guan Bowen saw his series of reactions from the reflective place on the cabinet, the corners of his mouth twitched triumphantly, and a sly smile flashed in his eyes - the first step in chasing someone, changing the other person's impression of himself, should be So, half done?

By the way... from Xiaolong's angle, my back should be the most handsome angle... Tsk, I should have set up a camera to take a picture if I knew it earlier.I don't know if the angle of the wrist was too high when I was chopping vegetables just now... Sigh, chasing people is so difficult.

Chapter 85 Extra 3. Retired actor ([-]) [Guan Bowen extra] Life is like a play, all depends on acting after a quiet and awkward dinner.

"I am full?"

"Ah."

"Do you want something to drink?"

"No, thank you for your hospitality, let me first..."

"I just moved here today, and I haven't packed some things. If it's not troublesome...help?"

He Long glanced at the dishes on the table, silently swallowed the farewell that came to his lips, and nodded, "Okay." Forget it, cannibals are short-mouthed, help pack up and leave before leaving.

There are not many things to pack, only a few cardboard boxes, He Long neatly put all the things in the utility room, and said goodbye again, "It's too late, I will..."

"Thank you." Guan Bowen interrupted him and handed him a bag, "Return the gift, thank you for bringing the snacks."

Guan Bowen, who was wearing home clothes, was smiling and returning the gift... He Long felt his thinking became a little stiff.

"Thank you." He took the bag, paused, and said, "Call me if you need help in the future."

Guan Bowen smiled kindly, "I will."

"Farewell."

"I'll take you out."

A natural farewell and a flat departure.

After He Long walked out of the courtyard, he couldn't help but look back at Guan Bowen, who was still standing at the door with a smile on his face, and frowned.I always feel that something is wrong...it's weird...what is wrong...

After returning to Liangzhou Villa, He Bo opened the return gift from Guan Bowen.

Tea, high-quality tea, very expensive tea... Uncle He's favorite tea.

"This Mr. Guan...has a heart." Uncle He picked up the tea with a serious face, and clenched it tightly, as if he didn't want to let go.

He Long: "..."

"Mr. Guan must have had a lot of discomfort when he just moved here. Remember to help others."

"..."

"Did you hear?"

"...I heard it." All of today...what's wrong?

On weekends, Guan Bowen cooks for dinner.

He Long was sitting in the dining room peeling beans in a delicate mood, Liang Zhou and Yu Shulin were watching a movie in the living room, Zhang Qian and Zhao Zhi were setting up a barbecue grill in the yard, Ling Chun had just finished a case in S City, exhausted, paralyzed Waiting to eat on the sofa in the small hall.

It's harmonious...but something doesn't feel right.

"He Long, go to the refrigerator and get something to drink. Zhang Qian and the others must be thirsty."

He Long got up to get it.

"He Long, Xiao Yu said he was hungry, you can bring some snacks over there."

He Long went to look through the snack cabinet.

"He Long, oil was splashed on Zhang Qian's clothes, you can give him an apron, by the way, Aunt Liu sent over the seasoning, you go and pick it up."

He Long looked around the restaurant, went to the corner shelf to get the apron, and then sent the apron to get the seasoning.

"Xiaolong, come, help me string potatoes."

He Long put down the seasoning, took the stick, and then stopped moving.

"Hungry?" Guan Bowen looked at him suspiciously.

He Long frowned, "What did you call me just now?"

Guan Bowen raised his eyebrows, smiling kindly, "I heard Uncle He and Aunt Liu call you that. I'm older than you, and I call you Xiaolong. Is there a problem? I don't mind if you call me Brother Guan or Bowen."

"...No problem, you can do whatever you want."

"Okay, take out this plate of chicken wings, it can be roasted first, this one is cooked slowly."

He Long took the plate and walked out, stopped within two steps, looked back at Guan Bowen who was busy with his head down, and then looked at Ling Chun in the small hall who didn't know whether he was alive or dead, and continued walking, passing by the living room, sweeping and eating snacks Liang Zhou and Yu Shulin, who were watching the movie, squinted their eyes, looked at Zhang Qian who was bluffing in the yard, and Zhao Zhi who was working on the grill, and shook their heads.

I still feel... something is wrong.

On the weekend, He Long came to see He Bo, but unexpectedly saw Guan Bowen in the garden.

"Pouring so much?"

"That's right, if you water too much, the roots of the flowers will rot. Not bad, you're quick to get started."

"That's what He Bo taught well."

"No, no... By the way, the seeds you asked for last time have arrived. I'll get them for you. Your garden is bare, and you need to take care of it. If you don't understand, just ask me."

"Then thank Uncle He in advance, I really don't know much about tending flowers and plants."

"You don't have to be so polite." Uncle He looked relaxed and seemed in a very good mood. He turned his head and saw He Long poking at the gate of the courtyard with a stern face, "You also know that the old man who comes to visit me in a week is not as many as blog posts... ...Come here, talk to Bowen, and I'll get the seeds."

He Long said he was baffled.

Guan Bowen watched Uncle He enter the door, then looked at He Long, "Here we are, have you eaten yet?"

"No."

"What do you want to eat? I'll make it for you."

"Mr. Guan, you..."

"You can call me Bowen, I don't mind."

"..."

Uncle He came out with the seeds, again with a relaxed and happy expression, "Your Aunt Liu has cooked dinner, stay for dinner?"

Guan Bowen glanced at He Long, who was a bit overwhelmed, and nodded with a smile, "Okay."

The two walked into the house while chatting, He Long was a little taken aback, "Dad, I..."

"What are you shouting for?" Uncle He turned around and scolded him, urging, "Go in and help Aunt Liu serve the food, the young master and young master Shulin are going to the Zhou family's old house, there are only four of us for lunch, hurry up."

"..."

At the dining table, Guan Bowen coaxed Aunt Liu to be happy with a few words, and a few casual words made Uncle He talk about the old days. Finally, he took the time to scoop a bowl of soup for He Long.

He Long stared at the soup in front of him, expressionless.

Guan Bowen glanced at him, then naturally picked up the sesame oil on the table, and poured a few drops into the soup, "Drink it, the temperature is just right, not too hot."

He Long felt his neck was a little cold... Why did Guan Bowen know that he likes to add sesame oil to his soup...

After dinner, He Long was driven out by He Bo to send Guan Bowen home.

"What's your purpose for doing this?" After sending the person to the door, He Long finally couldn't hold back, and asked the doubts in his heart.

Guan Bowen was stunned, "What did you say?"

"What's your purpose in currying favor with my dad?" He wasn't stupid, Guan Bowen's behavior of currying favor with his dad was too obvious.

Guan Bowen looked at him, the smile on his face slowly faded, he lowered his eyes, paused, and asked in a low voice, "You really don't know why I did this?"

He Long shook his head resolutely, "I never understand you." Whether it was the gossip actor who was a gossip before, or Guan Bowen, who is gentle and good-tempered now, he has never understood it.This kind of person who can change his face at any time, in his principles of handling things, needs to be on guard and keep a distance... Although the other party doesn't seem to have done anything to apologize to him.

"You hate me, don't you?"

He Long frowned and didn't speak.

"Sure enough." Guan Bowen sighed and laughed at himself, "Before I retired, I was an actor with friends all over the world. After I retired... He Long, this kind of gap is too uncomfortable. It's very precious... I don't want any of you to hate me. You all have your own careers to fight for, but my life is only a pale retirement life... Or, have you never regarded me as a friend?"

Yes, never did.

...But it seems too hurtful to answer that now.

He couldn't speak the truth, couldn't hold back the lies, thinking of the meal a few days ago and the tea leaves that his father carefully put away, He Long's expression twisted, he just looked at Guan Bowen and didn't speak.

He really didn't know what to say.

Guan Bowen also looked back at him, looking at each other silently, then slowly lowered his eyes, slumped his shoulders, tilted his head slightly, pursed his lips, and smiled, "I see, Xiaolong... no, why? Sir, sorry to disturb you father and son... Thank you for your help during this time, I... sorry, thank you for sending me back, goodbye." After speaking, he turned around, opened the door, entered the room, and closed the door.

He Long was dumbfounded, he took a step forward and wanted to knock on the door, hesitated for a while, then took it back.

I misread it just now, Guan Bowen's eyes are red?Why do you feel that the other party is a bit pitiful... Also, the other party didn't do anything bad, and I am like this...

He Long hesitated, turned and left.

Inside the door, Xiao Guo stared dumbfoundedly at Guan Bowen, who instantly changed from "red eyes and extremely frustrated face" to "slapping face" and trembling, "Guan, Brother Guan... what you want, I will Sent, sent to you..."

Guan Bowen brushed his hair and squinted at him, "Why are you still here? Just leave when the things are delivered, by the way, help me take out the garbage when you leave. There is nothing in the refrigerator, remember to buy some tomorrow."

"……Oh."

"Help me hire a few more flower farmers. I want to make a garden. Take some time to go to the suburban flower shed and pick some flowers that are easy to feed." Guan Bowen said, putting the seeds in his hand on the coffee table, comfortably She nestled on the sofa and touched her phone, "Kneel down."

"..."

Sure enough, the actor is still the actor... Everything I saw before was fake...

fake!

Xiao Guo viciously wrote down what Guan Bowen said on the notepad, and walked out without daring to speak out.

"Trash, don't forget."

"..."

After Xiao Guo left, the living room became quiet again. Guan Bowen changed his posture, raised his phone above his head, and squinted... This chasing rule...seemed to be useless.

Life is like a play, it all depends on acting skills, as expected, I am more reliable.

He pouted, threw the phone on the sofa, got up and went upstairs.

He Long began to feel restless. As soon as he was free, the suspiciously red eyes of Guan Bowen that day began to become clear in his mind. Various conjectures circulated in his mind, and guilt began to gradually gain the upper hand.

The most important thing is that he was very concerned about some things that he talked about during the phone call with He Bo.

Guan Bowen made a garden.

Guan Bowen sent someone to return the gift to Uncle He.

Uncle He invited Guan Bowen to dinner, but was rejected by the other party on the grounds that he had something to do. Then on the day of the meal, Aunt Liu saw Guan Bowen's assistant secretly delivering food to the villa.

Guan Bowen didn't go out for a few days.

Guan Bowen appeared alone in the community garden, looking haggard.

Guan Bowen seemed to be deliberately avoiding Uncle He.

Guan Bowen seems to be preparing to move.

Guan Bowen, Guan Bowen, Guan Bowen...

He Long couldn't sit still anymore, when Bo He called again to mention Guan Bowen, he hung up the phone and drove to the villa area.

First he went home and had a chat with Uncle He. After confirming that Guan Bowen was indeed at home, he sorted out his thoughts and strode towards Guan Bowen's villa.

The garden has indeed changed its appearance, it is full of colorful flowers and is very beautiful, but He Long feels that it is a bit deserted.The curtains on the first floor of the villa were all drawn, the gate and courtyard gate were closed tightly, as if no one was at home.Seeing this, he frowned, and felt more and more guilty for his blunt speech that day, so he hurriedly raised his hand and rang the doorbell of the courtyard gate.

The bell rang for a long time with no response.

He felt more and more bad in his heart, so he simply climbed over the courtyard wall and entered the courtyard, trotted to the gate, and began to knock on the door.

"Guan Bowen! Are you there? Open the door."

Still no response, he became anxious.

Just when he was knocking anxiously and was about to knock on the door, the door opened.

Guan Bowen, dressed in pajamas and with disheveled hair, stood inside the half-open door, with dark circles under his eyes, bloodshot eyes, and a listless look, "Xiaolong? Why are you here?" After speaking, he seemed to have a sudden reaction, Looking down at the clothes on his body, he adjusted the crooked collar a little slowly, and smiled embarrassedly, "Look at me, it's a mess... What do you want from me? Do you want to come in and say it?"

He Long frowned at him, glanced at the dimly lit room, and asked in a deep voice, "Are you sleeping?"

Guan Bowen nodded, "I suddenly felt a little tired after eating, so I went straight to bed."

He Long looked at him carefully, and suddenly raised his hand to touch his forehead, then frowned fiercely, and pushed him in, "You are sick, go into the room and lie on the bed, where is the thermometer, take your temperature."

Guan Bowen was obviously stunned by his push, and stopped him with a smile, "I know whether I am sick or not, don't be nervous, I'm just a little tired..."

"Go and lie down." He Long looked at him with a straight face, and pointed to the sofa, "Or lean on the sofa and cover it with a blanket."

Guan Bowen looked at him, then at the sofa, and suddenly smiled, "Are you caring about me?"

He Long frowned and said nothing.

"You don't hate me anymore?"

With a tense face, He Long pulled him directly to the sofa, pulled out a blanket to wrap him up, turned and walked outside, "I'll go to my dad's to get the thermometer and medicine, trust me, I'll be right back."

Guan Bowen grabbed him directly, with obvious joy on his face, "Do you not hate me anymore?"

"Don't move." He Long broke away from his hand, feeling that it was very awkward to chat with another big man like this, discussing whether you like it or not, so he said stiffly, "Be honest, I'll be right back." After finishing speaking, he said loudly step out.

Guan Bowen watched him leave, raised his hand to touch his forehead, squinted his eyes, and smiled like a fox, "It seems that the cold water is not in vain... I know you are soft-hearted, hehe."