That night, An Luo slept soundly because of taking sleeping pills, and had no dreams all night until he woke up at 7:30 the next morning because of his biological clock.
When he woke up, An Luo found an unfamiliar arm around his waist, and another arm domineeringly across his chest...
An Luo is used to wrapping a quilt when he sleeps. During this time, he slept in the same bed with An Ze. An Ze always found a blanket to cover. Last night, he obviously did not have another blanket. Maybe it was too cold without a quilt in the middle of the night. Because of this, he actually stretched out his arms and hugged his brother and the quilt in his arms like a pillow.
He was hugged tightly from behind like a koala, An Luo couldn't help but stiffen.
He pulled open his brother's arm across his chest, An Luo sat up from the bed and turned his head. Seeing that An Ze was sleeping soundly with his eyes closed, An Luo didn't bother to bother with him, and threw the quilt back with a frown. On his body, he then leaned on the edge of the bed, moved to the wheelchair with difficulty, and went to the bathroom to wash his face.
When I saw my face in the mirror, my lips seemed to be strangely red and swollen... Maybe it's because I've been eating all kinds of hot dishes from An Zebo recently and got angry? During this time, An Ze supplemented him with nutrition every day according to the doctor's instructions, and An Luo's complexion was getting better and better.
An Luo touched his slightly swollen lips, then took a handful of cold water and slapped it on his face.
When he returned to the bedroom, Anze had already woken up. He seemed to be in good spirits and was folding the quilt in the bedroom. It may be a good habit he developed while studying in the military academy. Every day he gets up, he folds the quilt like a brick and puts it squarely on the head of the bed, and then puts the pillow on it. Unlike An Luo, who directly flattened the quilt.
After An Ze folded the quilt, he turned his head, An Luo met his gaze, remembered the scene of being held in his arms by him just now, and felt a little uncomfortable, so he couldn't help but look away. On the other hand, An Ze seemed to be unaware of this. He walked in front of An Luo, leaned over to look at him, and asked in a low voice, "Brother got up so early, did you sleep well last night?"
An Luo nodded: "Well."
An Ze looked at his red lips and smiled.
An Luo felt that his brother smiled a little inexplicably, looked at him suspiciously and asked, "When did you come back last night?"
An Ze said, "About twelve o'clock."
An Luo asked again: "Are you going to perform the mission? Is it going well?"
"It's going well," Anze said.
An Luo nodded, "Oh."
Although he really wanted to ask him about his specific mission process, An Luo didn't care much about others, and he seemed very verbose when he asked too much, so he used the word "oh" as the concluding remark.
An Ze said, "Brother isn't curious about what mission I'm going to perform?"
"If it's a military secret, you don't need to tell me," An Luo said.
An Ze said, "It's not a secret this time. If my brother wants to know, I can tell you."
An Luo looked up at him, "Then talk about it."
Clearly curious, but pretending to be indifferent, An Ze especially likes his brother's duplicity and soft-hearted personality, he couldn't help smiling slightly, and explained: "Last night, the police asked us for help to track and intercept a plane in the air. Drug smuggling planes."
Smuggling drugs
An Luo frowned slightly. He was not unfamiliar with this word, because the An family in the previous life had a business in this area in the underworld. Later, when his father died and his brother retired, An Luo gradually left the underworld and took a sum of money in the underworld. Serious business in Vancouver. Unexpectedly, after so many years, those drug dealers still give the police a headache, and now they use private planes to transport drugs, which is really more and more arrogant.
An Ze continued: "Later, the special case team rushed to the scene, and sure enough, nearly half a ton of drugs were seized. The drug dealer who returned from abroad has already been jailed, but the domestic drug trafficking group he was in contact with has no clue yet, and the police still have no clue. We are continuing to investigate."
Hearing An Ze's obvious disgust when he mentioned drugs, An Luo's mood suddenly became a little complicated.
If he knew that the brother in front of him was also a gangster before, would he hate it
However, as long as they don't tell them, these family members after rebirth will never know this secret. Maybe it's a bit selfish to do so, but compared to letting them accept that An Luo is the heir of an underworld family and reborn into this body, maybe it's better for each other to let them believe that An Luo is just amnesia
An Luo quickly suppressed the unease in his heart, turned around and said, "I'm hungry, let's go have breakfast."
An Ze said, "I'll make you two poached eggs."
An Luo wanted to stop him, "Don't bother, there is bread in the refrigerator..."
An Ze smiled slightly, "No trouble, just eat it if you like."
He quickly disappeared in front of him, looking at An Ze's busy figure in the kitchen, An Luo suddenly felt an indescribable warmth in his heart. This younger brother is really good to him, and during the time he takes care of him, he is more responsible than the servants hired at high prices.
***
On Monday afternoon, An Luo was sent to the military hospital by An Ze again. At this time, it was the flowering season in June. Many flowers were planted on the roadside of the Xilin Military Region. The sky is as blue and clear as washed brocade, and the breeze also conveys a faint floral fragrance.
Anze breathed the fresh air, and his mood suddenly became brighter.
After removing the plaster today, I will go to the hospital for rehabilitation regularly in the following days, and I will be one step closer to the goal of being able to stand up and walk.
An Luo is not in a hurry, he will take it slowly, take care of his body first, and then take care of those black hands who want to be detrimental to him.
He has always been calm, and he will never sit still.
When he arrived at the orthopaedic ward, Dr. Song was already waiting there, and when he saw An Luo, he showed a hearty smile, "An Luo, your complexion looks much better."
An Luo nodded at him, "Can the plaster be removed now?"
Dr. Song said, "Okay, I'll take you to the treatment room."
Taking An Luo to the treatment room, he carefully removed the plaster, the heavy plaster was removed, An Luo only felt relieved and his whole body relaxed. The calf that has been covered in plaster for a long time looks a little sickly pale, the skin even has ugly wrinkles, and the smell is quite unpleasant... However, An Luo is not worried, he believes that he will get better.
After being brought back by An Ze at night, An Luo carefully washed himself in the bathroom and wiped his calf with a warm towel. Although he didn't feel anything, it was still much better than being wrapped in a plaster cast before. Going in a good direction, An Luo is not discouraged.
Even in the toughest times, he never let disappointment bring himself down.
When he came out of the shower, Anze was tidying things up in the bedroom, stuffing a suitcase full of all kinds of clothes. Tomorrow, he will officially go to the military hospital for hospitalization. For An Luo, it is just a change of place to sleep, but An Ze's expression is not so relaxed.
Aware of his brother's approach, An Ze turned around and said in a low voice, "Brother, after you arrive at the hospital, Dr. Song will take good care of you. The nurse sent to your ward is called Song Yuan, who is a very attentive girl, except for the two of them. In addition to people, if there are other people approaching, my brother must be more careful."
His eyes were serious, An Luo also realized the seriousness of the situation, nodded cautiously and said, "I know."
An Ze walked to the wheelchair and stood still, leaned down, and held An Luo's hand gently, "Although the military hospital is very safe, it is a public place after all, so it is hard to guard against it. Brother, don't be careless."
An Luo nodded, "Don't worry, I will handle it carefully."
An Ze was silent for a moment, "My brother will live in the hospital for treatment with peace of mind from tomorrow. The latest treatment method researched by Dr. Song is very effective. I will visit you every day."
An Luo said: "Okay."
***
That night, An Luo lay in bed for a long time and had trouble falling asleep. Although he had been in the same bed with An Ze for the past week, An Luo still couldn't get used to sleeping peacefully with someone around him. Every night, An Ze would quickly fall asleep, but An Luo was stiff and needed to adjust for a long time before falling asleep gradually.
Even though the bed is very wide and the distance between them is half an arm, the shallow breathing of the people around him is very clear in the silent night, the warm smell belonging to Anze fills his nose, and the sound when he rolls over As well as the scorching temperature of the body contact, An Luo felt very uncomfortable.
In the early hours of the morning, An Luo finally fell asleep, but a terrible scene reappeared in his dream—
A car accident, the car rolled down the highway, he heard little An Luo screaming for his mother, but there was a dazzling fire in front of him... Then there was another car accident, he dreamed that he and An Yang drove out together on the highway Being knocked off the hillside, An Yang, whose face was covered in blood, held his hand tightly and said, "Xiao Luo, you'll be fine..."
Xiao Luo, Xiao Luo...
Who is calling him? Is it the mother with the gentle smile? Or the older brother An Yang from the previous life
A heavy stone seemed to be pressed on his chest. An Luo couldn't even breathe. He pressed his hands firmly on the position of his heart. An Luo tried his best to open his mouth like a drowning person...
A low voice suddenly sounded in my ear, softly calling out: "Brother...Brother wake up..."
An Luo struggled to wake up from the dream, and found that the lamp by the bedside was on, and under the warm yellow light, close at hand, was his younger brother An Ze's eyes full of concern.
"Did brother have nightmares again?" An Ze took a towel and gently wiped the cold sweat off An Luo's head.
An Luo clenched his fists to calm his heartbeat, exhaled a long breath, and said, "Well, I dreamed of some strange images."
An Ze asked, "What picture?"
An Luo frowned and did not answer.
Seeing that he didn't want to answer, An Ze didn't ask any further questions, and comforted softly: "Dreams are often unexplainable, and my brother doesn't need to be too concerned." Then he got up, poured a glass of warm water over, and took a sleeping pill and handed it to him. He said, "It's only three o'clock, brother, take the medicine and then have a good sleep."
An Luo nodded, took the tablet and ate it with warm water.
After turning off the lights again and falling asleep, An Luo was a little uneasy. The strange picture he didn't tell An Ze just now was... The two car accidents in the dream happened in exactly the same way. Also on the highway, the same car hit the hillside, also rolled down the hillside, and then exploded into ashes.
However, when An Yang rushed over to protect him, he also dragged An Yang out of the car with all his strength. Although the car exploded behind him, the two brothers were able to escape smoothly. In another car accident, Xiao Anluo's mother and Xiao Anmo's parents were bombed to ashes before they could escape.
The two crashes... Aside from the very similar patterns of occurrence, could there be other connections
An Luo frowned slightly.
It stands to reason that not only did the time and space have undergone tremendous changes after being reborn in Xilin City more than 20 years later, but also there was no relationship between those who were in that year and the current Anjia, so the two car accidents cannot exist objectively. contact.
However, I frequently dream of two car accidents in my dreams, and the pictures of the car exploding even overlap... Is it just because the two car accidents are too similar? Or... what are those fragmentary memories implying
correct-
An Luo suddenly flashed a key doubt in his mind!
Back then, the car accident between him and An Yang was a murder. Does this mean that little An Luo's mother died when he was seven because of a murder? Otherwise, how can a good car suddenly slide down a hill and explode? What connection did the mother's death have with An Luo's disappearance this time
Some messy thoughts flashed through his mind, as if an answer was about to come out, but because of the effect of sleeping pills, his thoughts slowly stopped running. An Luo finally couldn't resist the drowsiness, closed his eyes, and fell into a deep sleep again. .
***
The next day, An Luo slept until two o'clock in the afternoon before waking up.
The messy thoughts that flashed in his mind last night made him very uneasy for some reason. He always felt that some things seemed to be completely connected by a line. As long as he found that clue, he could explain many doubts. Think about it. Go, I still can't figure out the connection between An Luo's mother's death and An Luo's kidnapping.
This An Luo and An Luo twenty-seven years ago are completely different life forms. He should not have such a strong feeling about this An Luo. But the strange thing is that since he was reborn, he always had some strange dreams, and in his dreams he often saw pictures of Little Anluo playing happily with his mother...
Such a real scene, the kind smile of that strange woman, her warm palms when she stroked her hair, and her gentle voice when she called "Xiao Luo"... It made him even mistakenly think that the child in the dream was him.
An Luo wondered how to explain such a strange phenomenon.
After grooming in the bathroom and calming himself down, An Luo walked out of the bedroom and found that An Ze was actually sitting in the living room reading a newspaper, and lunch was prepared on the table. An Luo couldn't help but ask doubtfully, "Aren't you going to work today?"
An Ze said, "Well, today is a holiday." Then he put down the newspaper, walked over and pushed An Luo's wheelchair to the restaurant, "Brother, come to eat, I will take you to the hospital after eating."
An Luo nodded and had lunch with him.
For more than a week, An Ze would cook himself whenever he was free. An Luo's appetite had been spoiled by him, and he was used to drinking the soup he cooked. Got a greedy cat.