Rebirth of Brotherly Love

Perhaps it was because the temperature of the air conditioner was too low. An Luo didn't sleep well that night. He always felt a strange chill all over his body. No matter how tightly wrapped the quilt was, that cold feeling couldn't be relieved. He was half asleep and half awake. In the meantime, many strange pictures suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.

The woman in the photo became three-dimensional in the dream, with a gentle and friendly smile, smilingly beckoning to Xiao Anluo, "Little Luo, Xiaoluo, come and take a picture, here and here." Xiao Anluo in the dream was very reluctant Walking over, she held hands with an aggrieved face, pinched her face, touched her head, and posed in various strange poses to take pictures.

The dream was very messy, and many strange scenes about that woman were quickly played back in front of my eyes, the bright sunshine in the suburbs, the delicious beef on the grill, the warm palm of the woman holding little An Luo... Finally, the frame was fixed when the car rolled over the hillside and exploded At that scene, he heard that little An Luo screaming at the top of his lungs—Mom—Mom! !

An Luo suddenly woke up from the dream, sat up straight from the bed, and then met a pair of dark eyes.

"What's wrong, brother?" An Ze sat on the edge of the bed, stretched out his hand, and gently touched An Luo's forehead.

"It's okay, it's just a nightmare." An Luo turned his head away from his hand, clenched his fingers under the quilt and gasped for breath. The terrible dream made his face a little unnaturally pale, and his clothes were messed up. The buttons were all undone, revealing a large white chest.

Anze looked thoughtfully at his pale face and gasping for breath, his eyes gradually became deep.

After a while, An Luo finally calmed down, controlled his violent heartbeat, and looked down, only to find that his upper body was in a mess and almost completely naked, and An Ze's gaze was...

Although they were all men, An Luo was a little embarrassed to be stared at so early in the morning, and said with a sullen face, "I ask you to knock on the door before entering my bedroom. This is the most basic courtesy."

Anze said in a low voice, "I knocked, but you didn't hear me."

"..." An Luo didn't bother to pay attention to him, and wanted to turn around and get out of bed, but he gently grabbed his arm.

"What's the matter with the injuries on your body?" Anze pointed to the shallow scars on his lower abdomen.

When An Luo just woke up, he was lying in the hospital ward with severe whiplash on his chest and abdomen. During the few days in the hospital, he had to clean the wound and change dressings every day. After a period of treatment, those wounds are now It has basically healed, but there are still obvious pale pink scars, which are very obvious compared with the fair complexion.

An Luo looked down at the scar on his abdomen, frowned and said, "I don't remember, it was probably beaten during the kidnapping."

Anze's pupils shrank slightly, and after a moment of silence, he stretched out his hand and gently touched the wound, "Does it still hurt?"

An Luo said lightly: "If it were you, would you mind this little injury?"

An Ze didn't speak, but the expression on his face already gave the answer.

An Luo said, "Me neither."

As a man, there is nothing to mind if there is a small wound on his body. An Luo doesn't care about this kind of scar at all. In his previous life, he walked on the tip of a knife a lot of time. His leg was shot with blood, he gritted his teeth, tore off his shirt and bandaged his right leg, took out his gun and killed the killers, then climbed into the car with his injured right leg and escaped smoothly.

The current whiplash is nothing more than a piece of cake for him.

An Luo lowered his head and fastened the buttons of his pajamas. Although An Ze's gaze made him feel uncomfortable, An Luo quickly ignored the discomfort of being watched... He lifted the quilt and sat on the edge of the bed, looking at An Luo. Ze glanced and said, "Take me to the bathroom, I want to wash my face."

Hearing his commanding tone, Anze couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips slightly, stretched out his arms to gently hug him, put him on the wheelchair he brought just now, and pushed him into the bathroom.

An Luo said, "You can go out first."

Anze didn't go out.

An Luo glanced at him, "If you're interested, you can also watch me brush my teeth."

Anze nodded.

Then he really stood there, watching An Luo brush his teeth with an upright face, as if he was watching a serious military exercise.

An Luo ignored him, and turned around to wash his face and brush his teeth. After grooming, he said, "Take me downstairs."

"Okay." Anze walked over solemnly, bent down to hug him, but suddenly stopped when his hands passed under his legs, looked up at him and said, "Brother doesn't seem to mind me hugging you today." Going downstairs?"

An Luo said: "Because I don't want to climb downstairs with my hands like a zombie."

Anze imagined the scene for a while, and couldn't help but smile, "My brother can tell bad jokes."

An Luo said, "I didn't tell a joke."

"Well, this one is colder."

"..." An Luo didn't bother to refute.Anze's personality is probably like this, it is useless for you to refute what he believes.

When the two walked out of the bedroom, they saw An Mo who had just woken up. An Ze said to him, "Morning." He ignored him and continued to walk downstairs with his brother in his arms.

An Mo smiled, followed up and said, "Why did brother get up so early?"

An Luo said, "I was woken up by someone."

Anze glanced at him, but didn't speak.

***

At the dining table downstairs, An Yudong was sitting there reading the newspaper. Seeing An Luo being carried downstairs by An Ze, he smiled and said, "An Luo, what are you doing up so early, you can sleep a little longer."

An Luo said, "It's okay, I went to bed early last night."

While talking, breakfast was already on the table.An Yudong put down the newspaper and said, "Then have breakfast with us."

An Luo glanced at the newspaper and found that it was the latest weekly entertainment magazine. The headline on it seemed to say Huaan Group. An Luo had already learned something from watching the news every day during the hospitalization. Huaan Group was under the name of An Jia. Industry, one of the three giants in today's entertainment industry, has cultivated a large number of first-line stars, including the second brother An Yan.

An Luo asked with some doubts: "Dad, is there something wrong with the company?"

An Yudong smiled and said, "You don't need to worry about this, as long as you can rest at home and recuperate."

Even though he said that, An Luo felt that since he was reborn in An's family, he couldn't eat their food and live in their food, but he didn't care about anything and just be a rice bug.But I can't help much now that I have limited mobility, so I can only talk about it after a while.

An Luo bowed his head and ate breakfast in silence. After finishing eating, he said, "By the way, Dad, I want to move the bedroom downstairs."

Anze said: "Brother, just change with me. My bedroom is on the first floor. You can come and live directly."

"No need." An Luo refused him without hesitation, and turned to look at An Yudong, "Dad, is there any room downstairs? I want to rearrange a bedroom."

An Yudong smiled and said, "There is an unused guest room downstairs, can I use it as your bedroom?"

An Luo nodded: "Okay."

***

After breakfast, An Yudong went to work in the company, An Mo said that he was going to have a party with friends, and An Luo and An Ze were the only ones left at home.

The dexterous servant quickly tidied up a new bedroom, and it was completely furnished according to An Luo's instructions. The sheets and quilts were all newly bought. After tidying up, it was already lunch time. An Luo wiped the sweat from his forehead , sitting in a wheelchair, looking with satisfaction at the new bedroom that was arranged according to his own preferences.

Suddenly, Anze opened the door and walked in, closing the door behind him.

The expression on his face was calm, without showing any emotion, he just whispered: "Just change it with me, why bother to clean it up again?"

An Luo didn't speak.

Anze looked at him and asked, "Brother hates sleeping in my bedroom?"

An Luo was silent for a while, then raised his head and said, "An Ze, come here."

An Ze frowned, and walked in front of An Luo.An Luo beckoned him to get closer, and An Ze got closer, so close that he could feel each other's breath.

The ambiguous distance made the air almost freeze, and after a while, Anze finally asked in doubt, "Brother?"

An Luo tilted his head slightly, leaned close to his ear, and said word by word, "I suspect that someone installed a bug in my bedroom on the third floor."

"..."

Different from the coldness on his face, the breath in his ears was warm and soft, like a feather gently brushing against the bottom of his heart.

An Ze raised his head, and met An Luo's calm but serious eyes.

"I don't want you to be bugged, understand?" An Luo said.

Anze nodded, leaned into his ear, and whispered, "How did brother find out?"

An Luo said, "Intuition."

Anze was silent for a moment, "That is to say, my brother just judged based on intuition, without any evidence?"

An Luo was a little unhappy to be questioned by Anze, but he couldn't refute Anze's conclusion.

He did make judgments based on intuition. An Luo, who has been walking on the tip of a knife for many years, is almost always on guard against traitors and undercover agents around him, so his senses are also sharper than ordinary people.He had a strange intuition that he must be being watched, otherwise, Young Master An would not have disappeared for three days and almost died, but the police couldn't find any clues.

When picking up the photo frame yesterday, An Luo keenly noticed that the photo frame was sandwiched, and it seemed to have been opened, and the angle of the photo frame was not placed in the front, and it was obviously moved by someone. If someone put a bug in it ...

An Luo decided to tell Anze about this doubt, "I found out..."

Unexpectedly, Anze turned around suddenly.

An Luo, who originally wanted to talk in his ear, had no time to brake, and kissed his lips firmly.

The author has something to say: take the initiative to kiss your brother, ahem, this is not good, Xiao Luo?

An Luo (blushing in embarrassment): I didn't do it on purpose, who knew he would come over suddenly...

Anze (smiling): It's okay, I don't mind.

An Yan: Not only do you not mind, but you are looking forward to it ==

Anze: ^_^

An Yan: Don't learn how cute I am!