The eyes of the two brothers met directly, and neither of them planned to move away. Such a silent look at each other made the air seem to have a suffocating solidification for a moment. The air was pulled away, the surrounding air pressure rapidly increased, and the room was so quiet that the clock ticking on the wall could be clearly heard.
An Mo noticed that the atmosphere was wrong, and hurriedly smiled to round up the field: "An Ze is back, have you eaten yet?"
"No." The short answer, the voice is also clear and clear.
An Yudong also smiled to ease the atmosphere, "That's right, have dinner with us." Turning around, he said to the servant, "Go and get a pair of chopsticks for the fourth young master."
The servant quickly turned around and went to buy dishes and chopsticks for Anze.
An Yudong and An Mo sat opposite the dining table, An Ze naturally walked to the seat beside An Luo.
He didn't sit down, but lowered his head slightly and looked silently at An Luo in the wheelchair.
—A young officer who is close at hand, a resolute and stern face, a dignified military uniform, and a sharp gaze projected on himself... Such a younger brother undoubtedly gave An Luo a strange sense of oppression. Especially at this moment, when he was in a wheelchair, he could only look up at him, which made An Luo feel a little uncomfortable.
After looking at each other for half a minute, An Luo finally looked away first.
Did he see something
They used "amnesia" to explain the bizarre rebirth event. According to common sense, they doubted the authenticity of the amnesia at most. No one should have thought that the brother's body was actually another person's soul.
Thinking of this, An Luo quickly calmed down.
Looking up at his brother again, An Luo's face has returned to his usual expression.
An Ze said, "Brother."
Different from An Yan's coquettish tone, when An Ze called his brother, his tone was very calm and steady as if he was giving a military order, "I have heard about your memory loss."
An Luo looked at him and raised his eyebrows slightly, "So?"
An Ze was silent for a moment, then suddenly pulled An Luo's hand—
"So, you can get to know me again."
With his index finger, he wrote the word "Anze" stroke by stroke on An Luo's palm.
"I'm your brother, Anze."
The clear touch of the index finger sliding on the palm of the hand made An Luo's back feel hairy - such a strong force, it seems that not only the word "An Ze" was engraved on his palm, but also the word "An Ze" was engraved. on his heart.
The temperature of the palm of his hand was as hot as it was being burned, which was obviously caused by the fact that he was writing too hard.
An Luo suppressed the fluctuations in his heart, pulled back his hand calmly, and said lightly, "I remember, An Ze."
The corners of An Ze's lips were slightly raised, "Just remember." Turning around, he said to An Yudong, "Dad, I'll change clothes first."
An Yu Dong nodded hurriedly and said, "Go, come and have dinner after the change."
***
After a while, Anze changed his clothes and returned to the restaurant.
Different from the strong visual impact when wearing a military uniform, Anze who takes off his military uniform looks much more "humanized", and the invisible sense of oppression is much lessened. At the moment, he was only wearing the sky blue short-sleeved shirt underneath, revealing a pair of strong arms, and the buttons on the neckline were also unbuttoned at will to allow ventilation.
Father An Yudong's genetic genes are obviously very good, and the An family brothers are very good-looking, but An Yan and An Ze are completely handsome in two different styles. An Yan is unruly and cheeky. , but it is helpless. However, An Ze was calm and composed, and his handsome face showed confidence and calmness when he smiled, which made people dare not even look directly at him.
An Luo sighed softly in his heart.
I wanted to live a relaxed and dull life in an ordinary family after being reborn to make up for the regret of my painful life in the previous life. Unexpectedly, the An family today is more complicated than the An family in the previous life. The two younger brothers, one is a well-known artist and the other is a ruthless soldier, are not easy to mess with.
In the future, life in Anjia... may be out of the ordinary.
***
Soon, the tableware and chopsticks were brought up by the servant. Anze wrapped the tablecloth around the table to avoid soiling his clothes while eating, and wiped his hands with a wet towel. Then he took the tableware and chopsticks handed over by the servant and lowered his head to start. Have a meal.
- Even the preparations before the meal, he has done so meticulously.
After a moment of silence at the dinner table, An Yudong suddenly asked, "By the way, An Ze, you are going home so soon, have you completed the task you said earlier?"
An Ze said lightly: "Well." After a pause, he explained, "A few days ago, there were reconnaissance planes harassing our airspace, and they have been wiped out by us. This news was also reported in the news of the military channel."
"..." An Luo's chopsticks stiffened.
Although I don't understand the operation process of this kind of military mission, I have seen the scenes of those air pilots flying fighter planes to fight against the enemy in movies. An Ze's words were easy to say, but An Luo could imagine how dangerous he was when he performed his mission.
An Luo didn't know much about the unfamiliar group of soldiers, but he felt quite fond of the soldiers. An Ze became a commander at such a young age, he must be very powerful.
Thinking of this, I couldn't help but look at him one more time, which happened to meet his deep eyes.
An Ze smiled slightly, and took a piece of chicken wing from the plate in front of him, "Brother eat more."
"I'll do it myself..." The chicken wings have been placed in the bowl.
- Such a resolute action style makes it too late to even finish the words of rejection.
An Luo had to be silent, lowered his head to pick up the chicken wing, and ate it silently, ignoring him.
An Yudong glanced at his two sons, then suddenly smiled and said: "Fortunately, I lied to your grandfather and lied to him that you were doing a graduation project. If you knew that you were going to perform a difficult task, your grandfather's heart attack might be worse. It's going to happen once."
An Ze nodded, "I'm being transferred to the Air Force Base. I'll keep it from my grandfather for the time being. He can't stand the excitement."
An Yudong said, "Don't worry about this, I didn't even hide it from your mother and lied to them that you were going abroad to study for a doctorate. They all believed you and thought you were still in New York."
An Ze smiled, "Thank you Dad."
An Yudong also smiled, "Dad will of course support your decision, but you have to pay more attention to your own safety." After a pause, he said, "By the way, can you apply for vacation after each mission? ?"
An Ze said, "Yes."
An Yudong said: "That's right, you take a few days off and spend more time with your brother at home."
An Ze was silent for a moment, looked sideways at An Luo, and said in a low voice, "Brother, I'll accompany you at home these few days."
An Luo said, "No need."
Seeing that the atmosphere became rigid again, An Mo hurriedly came out to smooth things out, "I'll stay at home with my brother, my brother just lost his memory, you can ask me if you're interested in the past."
Still the third brother is cute and looks good.
An Luo looked back at An Mo and said, "Well, thank you Xiao Mo."
An Mo curled the corners of his mouth, "Brother, you're welcome."
An Ze glanced at An Mo coldly and said nothing.
***
The meal ended in a strange atmosphere. After the meal, An Yudong watched TV on the sofa in the living room. An Luo was a little tired, so he said to him, "Dad, I want to go back to my room to rest."
An Yudong thought for a while and said, "Your room is upstairs. It's inconvenient to go up in a wheelchair now. Why don't you sleep in Anze's bedroom on the first floor tonight?"
An Luo shook his head and said, "It doesn't matter, I'll sleep in my own room." He really wanted to take a look at the place where An Luo once lived. In order to survive in Anjia in the future, it is also very necessary to understand the environment. An Luo looked back at An Mo and said, "Xiao Mo, can you help me go upstairs?"
An Mo was about to say yes, but was interrupted by An Ze: "I'll help my brother."
Before he had time to refuse, the action-oriented An Ze had already leaned over, holding An Luo's shoulder tightly with one hand, the other hand passing under his hip, and with a strong arm, he hugged An Luo from the wheelchair. stand up.
"..." An Luo's body froze instantly.
His face was close at hand, and he could smell the good smell on his nose. The jet-black hair even brushed lightly on his cheek when he leaned over just now.
An Luo in the previous life... has never had such close contact with anyone.
Unlike An Yan, the guy with a hippie smile and gentle movements, An Ze has a very strong power in him. Maybe he is used to being a leader in the army. Even the simple action of picking up his brother reveals that he is in charge of everything. Acting style, he picked up decisively without saying a word, and the strength of his arms made the opponent completely unable to resist and escape.
As the successor of the Soprano family in his previous life, An Luo was used to issuing orders and obeying his subordinates, but now he is so easily picked up by his younger brother, which makes An Luo feel… awkward.
The feeling in his arms made An Luo difficult to breathe. I really wanted to push him away, but... Pushing away "the kind-hearted fourth brother who helped my brother go upstairs" in front of his father and An Mo seemed too pretentious. In addition, An Ze's style is unequivocal, An Luo has not had time to object, he has decisively picked him up... Now pushing him away will cause him to fall to the ground in embarrassment.
An Luo had no choice but to ignore the strangeness in his heart, turned his head stiffly, and let An Ze carry himself to the entrance of the stairs.
An Ze's deep voice suddenly came from his ears: "Brother, I want to carry you upstairs, you'd better hold my shoulders to keep your balance."
An Luo was silent for a moment, then reached out his hand reluctantly and put his arm around his shoulder stiffly.
An Ze smiled: "Very good."
"..." This feeling of obeying his orders made An Luo frown slightly.
"Then I'm going upstairs, brother be careful." An Ze squeezed An Luo's arms a little harder, and then slowly walked up the stairs.
His arms are very strong, a well-trained soldier, he looks quite easy to pick up a person weighing more than 100 kilograms, and climbs up the second floor with An Luo in his arms, still calm, with a faint smile on his lips, "Here, brother, this is your room."
An Ze gently kicked open the bedroom door with his foot, walked into the room, put An Luo on the bed, turned around, and locked the door with a click.
An Luo raised his head in surprise, just in time to meet his dark and deep eyes—
There was no smile in those eyes, just a palpitating calm.