After Zhou Chengping left, An Luo opened the box. Inside was a white touch-screen mobile phone. The appearance was simple and stylish, and it felt very good. An Luo tried to press the power button. Light up slowly.
- The background of the screen was actually set by An Yan as his mugshot, and the smiling face looked very awkward.
An Luo frowned displeasedly, pressed in from the system settings, and replaced An Yan's headshot with the starry sky background that came with the system, then pressed back to the main menu and slowly began to study the functions of the new phone.
This mobile phone runs much faster than the mobile phone he has used before, and it also has some fun games installed in it, but An Luo has never been interested in games, so he turned it off after a glance. On the contrary, the function of mobile Internet access is very easy to use. Open the browser and directly pop up a list of commonly used URLs, and the network speed is very fast.
An unread text message suddenly appeared on the screen, and the sender showed that it was from An Yan—
"I personally picked this gift, I hope my brother likes it. Please reply ^_^"
The last smiley symbol made An Luo twitch the corners of his mouth, silent for a moment, and typed three words with a stiff face: "I received it."
At this moment, An Yan had just come out of the shower. Seeing that the screen of his mobile phone was lit, he grabbed it and glanced at it - a text message from his brother, with three simple words: Received.
Thinking of his expressionless seriousness when he sent text messages, the corners of An Yan's lips couldn't help but raise slightly.
"Did brother read today's entertainment news?"
"No."
"If you are interested, you can use your mobile phone to browse the Internet. There are many reports about you."
"Um."
"By the way, Dad called me just now and scolded me, saying that I took the paparazzi to the hospital and caused my brother to be harassed. He wouldn't let me go to the hospital to see you again..." The tone was quite aggrieved.
An Luo frowned, "Then don't come."
An Yan didn't give up and continued to send text messages with a smile: "It's okay, I discussed it with my dad just now, he said he would send someone to pick you up as soon as possible, and I'll see you when you get home ^_^"
An Luo did not reply.
An Yan continued to persevere and stick his hot face to his cold ass: "Don't worry, my brother will be safer at home, and you don't have to worry about the harassment of reporters. I will go back to see you often in the future ^_^"
An Luo did not respond.
An Yan said cheekily: "If my brother is tired, rest early, good night ^_^"
This time there is a reaction, with two simple words: "Good night."
"..." Why did he feel like he was looking forward to this closing sentence
An Yan reluctantly took back the phone.
***
An Luo leaned on the bedside and used his mobile phone to surf the Internet to watch the news. The entertainment headlines of major websites were almost all reports about this incident—
"An Tianwang refused to act in "Endless 2" just to take care of his brother at home?" "An Yan hurriedly returned to China to visit his brother, but the high salary was no match for his brotherly love?" "The eldest son of the An family confessed that he was kidnapped, his legs were crippled and he even lost his memory. ?"
An Luo blankly watched the entertainment news from several major websites, frowned slightly, and put the phone back on the bedside.
Turn off the lights in the ward, lie on the bed silently and close your eyes in the dark, recalling the photos you just saw in the news—or An Yan pushing himself for a walk with a smile on his face, or the two brothers sitting on a bench Look at each other silently.
All this has been interpreted by the media as "brotherhood".
In the eyes of the media, An Yan turned down the expensive invitation from the "Endless 2" crew because he was worried about his brother who was seriously injured in bed. After the Paris Fashion Week ended, he returned to the hospital to visit the hospital, and even took his brother for a walk in a wheelchair... All of these actions show the deep bond between their brothers.
However, looking at those reports, An Luo was a little puzzled...
An Yan is not the "little famous" he said in the entertainment industry, but the focus of the king. The news also mentioned that he won the "Best Actor" and "Best Actor" at the end of last year's awards ceremony. A lot of awards, such as "Popular Artist" and "The Most Popular Online Voting", can be said to be soft on winning.
An artist like him, who has made a good career in the entertainment industry, must be very careful when going out. Even if there is no bodyguard escort by his side, he must at least find a way to get rid of all the paparazzi.
But why, when he was visiting his brother in private, he happened to be followed and photographed by a media reporter
An Luo always felt that An Yan did it on purpose...
Although he didn't know what he was doing, An Luo really couldn't believe the explanation of "accidental".
He gently squeezed his cold fingers and looked at the shining mobile phone on the bedside... In the dark night, such a faint light was so similar to the lighter that An Yang gave him back then.
Recalling the scenes in the last life where he held a lighter and fell asleep alone in many late nights, An Luo suddenly felt a slight tingling in his heart.
Now he is not only without An Yang, but also the souvenir that has been with him for many years.
Really, alone.
I don't know if it was because the environment was too unfamiliar, An Luo even felt a little chill. He frowned and wrapped himself tightly in the quilt, only to realize that the coldness actually came from the bottom of his heart.
***
As An Yan said, in the afternoon of the next day, An Yudong brought someone to the hospital and said that he would take An Luo home.
The middle-aged man standing beside his father was called Uncle Wu, and he should be the housekeeper who had watched his brothers grow up in Zhou Chengping's mouth. The man also looked respectful in front of An Luo, leaning over and calling him: "Eldest young master."
An Luo is not used to this name.
In his previous life, he was the second son of the An family. He used to hear people call him the second young master at home. After being reborn, he suddenly became the eldest young master. He also had a lot of inexplicable younger brothers. An Luo always felt very strange in his heart.
Even so, An Luo's face remained calm, nodded calmly, and called out, "Uncle Wu."
There seemed to be tears flashing in Uncle Wu's eyes.
An Luo thought to himself, maybe he really has some feelings for this young master.
After being tossed into a wheelchair by Uncle Wu and his father, his father An Yudong personally pushed his wheelchair downstairs. Zhou Chengping rushed to the hospital door to see him off, and explained to An Yudong some precautions after returning home, and then, An Luo was pushed to the side of the black private car in the parking lot.
An Yudong was obviously a very attentive father. There was a ramp at the back of the car for wheelchairs to go up and down. When he opened the door and pressed the control button, the ramp slowly descended. An Luo and the wheelchair were pushed into the car by him. It also saves you the trouble of being hugged when getting on and off the bus.
An Luo glanced at his father gratefully and gave An Yu Dong a gentle smile, "Someone will take care of you when you get home, don't worry." He reached out and patted An Luo on the shoulder.
An Luo was a little embarrassed by such an intimate action, and his body was unnaturally stiff. Although An Yudong was the father of this An Luo, in truth, he had only met him a few times, and he was still very unfamiliar emotionally.
Fortunately, An Yudong just patted his son on the shoulder encouragingly and withdrew his hand.
The car slowly drove out of the hospital, An Luo looked sideways at the scenery outside the car window—
This is a brand new city. The streets are very wide. The high-rise buildings on both sides of the road are completely modern and urban fashion architectural style. The greening of the city is also well done. The trees are shady and the flowers are everywhere, making the whole city full of vigor and vitality. .
Next to the square not far away, there is a high-rise building with more than 20 stories. There is a huge poster on it. The smiling face of the young man in the poster seems to be dazzled by the afternoon sun.
The sun rises and sets, time passes, the surrounding streets are full of traffic, and the passing pedestrians come and go in a hurry. However, the man in the poster's flamboyant smile and handsome face, like the brand he endorses, seem to never fade.
An Luo's eyes were fixed on the huge poster, and he couldn't take it away for a long time.
When An Yudong saw his son looking at the poster in the rearview mirror, he couldn't help but smile and said, "That's your second brother, An Yan, you should have met him, right?"
An Luo looked at the poster and nodded slightly.
An Yudong said: "This kid An Yan has been naughty and ignorant since he was a child, and he always made you angry before... However, his nature is not bad and he cares about you very much. He was in a hurry to fly back from Paris when you had an accident this time. , accidentally provoked the paparazzi who were waiting in the hospital, and was scolded by his manager and ordered him not to go out for a week."
An Luo turned back suspiciously, "Didn't you scold him?"
An Yudong was surprised for a moment, then smiled clearly: "He must be talking nonsense in front of you, how dare I scold him, I'm already very satisfied if I don't get mad at him."
"..." An Luo fell silent.
Looking up at the enlarged smiley face on the poster, I couldn't help but move a little—could it be that I had misunderstood? He was accidentally caught by the paparazzi because he was in a hurry to come back to visit his brother. Wasn't it intentional
"By the way, Xiao Luo, let me tell you about the situation at home. Your grandfather is currently recuperating in the hospital. An Mo will return to China today, and he may be able to see him when he gets home."
An Luo's thoughts were pulled back by his father, he nodded and said, "Oh. An Mo... is he the third brother?"
An Yudong said: "Yes, it's your third brother. In fact, he is your uncle's son. His parents died unexpectedly when he was very young, so I took him over to raise him. You grew up together, and your love and affection were closely related to each other. Brothers are not much different."
"Oh." An Luo nodded, remembering that Zhou Chengping gave him the basic knowledge of the Anjia brothers in popular science when he was in the hospital, An Mo seemed to be studying art and participating in some art exhibitions in New York.
After a while of silence, he suddenly remembered another name. An Luo turned around and asked, "By the way, do I still have a younger brother named An Ze?"
An Yu Dong smiled slightly, "Your fourth brother, he is carrying out a secret mission assigned by his superiors, and he can't come back for the time being."
An Luo looked at his father suspiciously, "Secret... Mission?"
An Yudong nodded, "Yes, An Ze is a soldier and the youngest commander of Xilin Air Force Base."