Rebirth of Brotherly Love

Chapter 11

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When father mentioned Anze, there seemed to be some pride in his smiling eyes. An Luo bowed his head and was silent for a moment - the youngest commander of the Air Force Base? It seems that the fourth brother is indeed very capable.

An Luo was a little curious. Since the An family was a business family, why did they allow the Fourth Young Master to go to the military academy. You must know that the military and the business world are completely two different systems. It is hard to imagine how a pampered child in such a big family can adapt to the strict and cruel military training model.

Seeing his son bowing his head in deep thought, An Yudong smiled and said, "On the day of your accident, An Ze also called me and said that he was going on an urgent mission, and there was no way to come back to see you right away, in fact... he cared about you very much. "

Seeing that there was no expression on An Luo's face, An Yudong continued to explain: "The military's system is very strict, especially when performing tasks, Anze's personal mobile phone has been turned off these days, he can't come back to see you, you Don't mind too much."

"Oh, it doesn't matter." An Luo shook his head, indicating that he didn't mind.

Perhaps worried that his son will feel panic and uneasy after amnesia, the gentle father always uses words like "They all care about you" to allay his son's concerns. In fact, An Luo thought it was nothing. It didn't matter to him whether his younger brothers cared about him, and he didn't need them to care.

The name Anze was still a completely unfamiliar word to him. From his father's description, we can probably guess that Anze is a very powerful and principled soldier. For some reason, just listening to his father's description, An Luo felt that this fourth brother should be very honest.

***

The car finally stopped in front of Anjia's door after half an hour.

In front of it is a three-storey villa with a very unique shape. There is also a garden in front of the villa, full of flowers of unknown species. The white flowers are blooming brightly, and the layers of petals are connected together , looks very nice.

There is an artificial lake not far away, surrounded by a wide lawn, open the car window, a gust of breeze blows head-on, the air is mixed with the faint fragrance of flowers, the environment here is completely like a summer resort for leisure and vacation.

After being pushed out of the car by his father, An Luo quickly looked around, only to find that the An family's villa covers an area larger than expected, and there are no other residents around. It is probably that Mr. An bought the land directly. . Because of the small number of people, it is very quiet here, and you can even hear the crisp chirping of birds on the trees.

An Luo really likes this clean place.

Uncle Wu stepped forward to open the door, and An Yudong pushed the wheelchair into the villa.

"Is brother back?" A soft voice suddenly sounded beside him.

An Luo turned his head and saw a man in a white shirt standing at the door of the bedroom. After meeting his own eyes, he showed a gentle smile.

He is probably An Mo...

The man in front of him has a very soft face and looks like a kind of intimacy unique to the boy next door. His voice is clear and his eyes are not stressful. His black hair hangs down to his ears, and he feels very good and easy to bully. look.

- This is what a brother should be like.

An Luo was very satisfied with this younger brother who looked more pleasing to the eye, and nodded friendly to him and said, "Are you An Mo?"

An Mo smiled and said, "Brother guessed it right."

After speaking, he stepped forward and greeted An Yudong politely, "Uncle."

An Yudong smiled: "Little Mo, when did you come back?"

An Mo said, "I also just got home half an hour ago."

"Oh, is the exhibition going well?"

An Mo nodded: "It went well." After a pause, he turned his head to look at An Luo, his eyes full of concern, "Is my brother's injury better? I heard from cousin Chengping that my brother's legs just After surgery..."

An Yudong didn't seem to have the heart to talk about this topic directly in front of An Luo, and hurriedly coughed and winked at An Mo. An Mo realized that he had asked a question he shouldn't have asked, and closed his mouth awkwardly.

But An Luo himself didn't mind, and replied lightly, "I have casts on both of my legs. After the removal next month, it may take a long time for rehabilitation. The doctor said that it is uncertain whether I can walk in the future."

An Mo hurriedly comforted her softly: "Brother, don't worry too much. I know a few authoritative experts in orthopedics. I will contact them when the time comes and take a good look at it for you."

An Luo liked this obedient younger brother very much, so he couldn't help but smiled and said, "Okay, then I'll leave it to you."

An Mo and An Yudong were both stunned.

An Luo can actually smile... I didn't even dare to think about it before.

The two looked at each other, and then An Yudong coughed lightly and said, "Xiao Mo is hungry just after getting off the plane, right? It's time to have dinner together." Then he turned around and instructed Uncle Wu, "Let the kitchen make some light dishes. , the eldest young master just finished the operation, the doctor said that he can't eat too greasy food."

Uncle Wu hurriedly nodded respectfully: "Yes, I see."

***

Uncle Wu turned around and went to the kitchen to give instructions, and An Mo helped An Yu Dong push the wheelchair into the living room.

The living room of the An family is very large. There is a huge Chinese landscape painting on the wall. There are many precious-looking collections on the antique shelf next to it. It can be seen that the owner of the An family, Mr. An, is a very nostalgic person with dark colors. The carpet and sandalwood furniture give the whole living room a heavy atmosphere.

An Yudong went to the study to answer the phone, An Mo came over and poured a glass of water for his brother, smiled and said, "Brother, drink some water first."

An Luo took the glass and took a few sips.

An Mo turned on the TV and asked, "Have you seen An Yan before?"

An Luo nodded, "Yeah."

"I saw some news reports about you abroad. Unexpectedly, my brother directly announced the loss of memory to the media... I thought you would find a way to hide it."

An Luo said calmly: "Unless I don't go out for the rest of my life, I can't keep my memory loss secret forever."

An Mo was stunned, "Yes."

The two stopped talking and looked at the TV in silence.

The TV is reviewing the scene of the 59th Film Festival Awards Ceremony, and the sexy hostess in a black tight dress smiled at the camera: "The following is a very important award to be announced, and we have our mysterious guest to announce it in person. …”

A woman who looked very temperamental walked up to the stage, wearing a cheongsam that complemented her exquisite figure. She took the envelope from the host, opened it, and read out clearly, "Won the best prize at the 59th Film Festival. The actor of the lead actor is—"

The faces of the four nominated actors flashed quickly on the TV, and then, as the final result was revealed, the camera also froze on that person - "Endless City, An Yan!"

Deafening screams and applause erupted from the scene.

On the screen, An Yan smiled, hugged his friends who congratulated him, and then blew a kiss to the camera and walked to the stage.

At the award ceremony, he was wearing a handsome white tuxedo, and his chestnut hair was neatly combed to one side, and he looked like a very graceful gentleman.

Taking the trophy from the presenter, An Yan picked up the microphone and gave an acceptance speech to the camera: "When I went out this morning, I told my family that if I don't get a single award today, my name will be reversed. Write... If I can get the prize, at least I don't have to be called Yan'an by them..."

There was a burst of laughter below.

An Yan always speaks in such an informal style, obviously everyone is used to it.

"I am very grateful to the organizing committee for this award, and I am very grateful to my economic company for their strong support. Of course, I also want to thank my fans!"

The fans sitting under the stage were obviously very excited, and several girls cried directly.

An Yan continued with a smile and said: "Here, I would like to thank my brother An Luo and my brother An Ze. Today, the two of them were able to come to the award ceremony and witness my most handsome appearance. I really Very pleased."

An Luo and An Ze under the stage were given a close-up shot by the camera.

At that time, An Ze was sitting next to An Luo and was leaning over to say something in his ear, so only a mysterious back was left to the audience, and An Luo's face was half-obscured by his leaning over and whispering. Only the other half's face was shown on the TV screen, looking cold and expressionless.

It's just that An Ze's action to talk to his brother's ear is very ambiguous from the perspective of the camera.

An Luo was sitting in a wheelchair, watching this picture on the TV - what did An Ze say to An Luo at that time

An Luo always felt that this picture was very familiar, as if he had experienced the scene in the picture. However, he had just been reborn into this An Luo, An Ze and An Yan were completely strangers to him, why would there be such a trance... as if that person was his familiarity

An Luo frowned slightly, lowered his head and fell into contemplation.

What did he say? Why can't I remember? No, it's impossible to remember, because I'm not the An Luo before...

An Mo, who was sitting beside him, looked at the picture on the TV and asked curiously, "Brother, what did An Ze tell you at that time? I remember that you were very angry after you came back, and you shut him out and ignored him."

An Luo suppressed the slightly confused thoughts in his mind and said lightly, "I don't remember."

An Mo scratched his head embarrassedly, "Ah, I'm sorry, I forgot that you lost your memory..."

"It doesn't matter." An Luo obviously didn't want to talk about this topic, and fell silent with a stiff face.

At this moment, An Yudong walked out of the study, glanced at the TV screen, and said with a smile, "This kid An Yan has been on TV all day, haven't you been bored yet?" After turning on the TV, he pushed An Luo's wheelchair to the restaurant, "I'm ready to eat."

***

A table of side dishes has been served in the restaurant, and the dishes look very rich.

An Yudong pushed An Luo to the dining table, while he sat opposite An Mo, took a bowl of rice and handed it to An Luo, and said gently, "Come on, son, eat more. Your illness, Much thinner than before."

An Luo nodded, "Thank you Dad."

An Yudong was startled.

An Luo thought to himself, probably because the previous An Luo was colder than himself and didn't like to laugh much. Every time he smiled or said thank you, this group of family members looked surprised.

An Luo didn't care either, calmly took the bowl he handed over, and silently bowed his head to eat.

Halfway through the meal, I suddenly heard a knock on the door, followed by Uncle Wu's respectful voice: "The Fourth Young Master is back."

An Luo looked back suspiciously.

The sound of leather shoes stepping on the floor gradually approached, and then a tall man walked over from the corner of the living room.

—An Luo couldn't even find a suitable adjective to describe him.

This is a man who can become the focus of the audience and catch everyone's attention the moment he appears.

Different from An Yan's unrestrained and romantic, An Ze in front of him is completely the fortitude and handsomeness of a bloody man. The neat and tidy military uniform makes his figure look very tall and straight, and the badge on his chest that symbolizes his identity invisibly reveals the commander's majesty.

The belt around his waist and the military boots on his feet gave him the integrity and ruthlessness unique to a soldier.

Looking up to meet his eyes, An Luo's heart was suddenly startled, and the chopsticks that he stretched out to pick up the vegetables suddenly froze—

Those were the darkest, deepest eyes he had ever seen.

The sharp eyes are like a cold and sharp sword, as if it can cut through all obstacles and pierce directly into his softest heart.