Hearing An Ze say thank you, An Luo was embarrassed instead. In fact, An Luo himself didn't know why he rushed to the hospital in such a hurry. It seemed that there was a voice in his heart telling him that he had to rush over. All the actions last night were just out of distress and loyalty to Anze. Especially at the moment when he hugged him and cried silently, his heart was so soft that it almost melted...
"No thanks." An Luo quickly changed the subject, "What are your plans next?"
An Ze was silent for a moment and said, "Grandpa must never know about this, otherwise his heart can't bear it, maybe he will..."
Speaking of An Guangyao's old man, An Luo couldn't help feeling a little uncomfortable. In addition to heart disease, his heart has always been filled with guilt for his daughter An Zhi and his second son An Yuqiu. If he learns that his only remaining son and daughter-in-law have also died in a car accident, he will definitely be caused by excessive sadness. heart disease.
An Ze wanted to hide his grandfather's idea, and An Luo naturally agreed.
An Ze continued: "I will inform An Yan and An Mo to come back and hold a funeral for my parents. The funeral does not need to be too extravagant, nor does it need to invite too many relatives and friends, just our brothers and the Zhou family's uncle. Dude, just go to the grave and make a simple worship. As for grandpa, just tell him... Mom and Dad went abroad."
An Luo nodded, "Well, that's fine."
An Ze turned off the computer, stood up and said, "I'll call An Yan and An Mo first, and I'll go to the hospital later." After a while, he looked at An Luo and said, "Go back. Rest, this matter has nothing to do with you, you don't need to be busy with this."
An Luo was silent for a while before saying, "I'm still your brother in name now. If I don't show up at this time, it will arouse suspicion from others. I'd better go to the hospital with you."
An Ze frowned and thought for a while, then said, "Okay, it's hard for you."
"… It's ok."
Because he knew that the other party was not his brother, An Ze's tone also became polite and unfamiliar. An Luo was not used to such a tone. He suddenly realized that what he liked most was An Ze looking into his eyes. The way he looked when he seriously called him "brother".
***
At about ten in the morning, An Luo and An Ze came to the hospital together and met An Mo and An Yan who had arrived in a hurry. The two of them went to the mortuary to see the body, and then An Yan hugged An Luo in the corridor. cry. Compared with An Ze's silent cries, An Yan cried very pitifully. Hearing his sobbing, An Luo could only helplessly pat his head and comforted him in a low voice, "Don't cry..."
This comfort, An Yan cried even more sadly, An Mo's eyes were red, and she secretly wiped her tears there.
At this moment, An Ze had a calm expression, and silently handed An Yan and An Mo a few tissues. He had already cried, and last night, he completely vented the pent-up sadness in his heart. Probably only An Luo could see his fragile side.
The next step is to cremate the body, choose a cemetery, and hold a funeral.
The brothers of the An family were busy with the funeral arrangements for their parents, and they had to try their best to hide from their grandfather. It could be said that they were exhausted. After a few days, An Ze lost a whole lot of weight, even the stubble on his chin grew out, his eyes were bloodshot, and he looked extremely tired. A sleeping pill to let him get some sleep.
It's ridiculous to think about it. In the past, when An Luo often suffered from insomnia, An Ze always thoughtfully brought pills to him to eat, but now it was An Luo's turn to take care of An Ze, and he seldom took the initiative to care for people. An Luo, doing this kind of thing seems a little clumsy, but fortunately, An Ze's mind was completely on his parents' funeral, and he didn't notice it.
The funeral was scheduled for next weekend, and the cemetery was chosen in the same cemetery where An Zhi and An Yuqiu were.
On the day of the funeral, it rained again in the sky. In the drizzle, everyone brought An Yudong and Zhou Bizhen's ashes and buried them together.
An Luo wore a black suit with black gauze on his arms. As the eldest son of the An family, he was the first to bow.
Looking at the portraits of the husband and wife, An Luo's mood is actually very complicated. An Yudong died in a car accident before the police arrested him, which may be better than the result of being sentenced. The poor thing is that Zhou Bizhen was innocently implicated... Of course, this is just An Luo's guess is that it is still unknown whether Zhou Bizhen is related to the drug cartel.
Seeing An Ze and An Yan bowing deeply in front of the tombstone, with sad expressions on their faces, An Luo couldn't help sighing in his heart. Although An Yudong and Zhou Bizhen's deaths were sad, at least they were at the mercy of their sons. There is no stain left in my heart, which is the only good thing in this tragedy.
An Luo met An Ze's two uncles at the funeral, and only then did she know that Zhou Bizhen was the youngest daughter of the Zhou family. She had been well cared for by her two brothers since she was a child. For this funeral, the people of the Zhou family were dispatched together, and they were talking abroad. Uncle An Ze, who was in the business, also put down his business and flew back. Zhou Chengping's family and Zhou Yueping's family all arrived. An Ze's two uncles stood in front of the grave, choking and weeping at the portrait of his sister.
The atmosphere of the funeral was quite depressing, and the cries of the elders made the An brothers fall into sad memories again.
Until the afternoon, everyone gradually stabilized their emotions and left the cemetery one after another.
At the entrance of the cemetery, An Luo and An Ze were called over by his uncle.
An Ze's uncle said earnestly: "I know that Mr. An has separated the two companies in order to avoid conflicts between your brothers. Even so, you are still the closest relatives to each other. No matter who has difficulties in the future , the other person should help, you are all descendants of the An family, the best brothers, I hope you will always remember this."
An Ze glanced at An Luo and said calmly, "Uncle, don't worry, my brother and I will take care of each other."
An Ze's uncle nodded in relief, "Yueping and Chengping don't understand business matters at all, so they can't be of much help, but at least your uncle and I are still in the mall." The man stretched out his hand and patted it lightly. An Ze's shoulder, "If you encounter difficulties in the future, come to me at any time, don't be polite to me, you know?"
"I know, thank you uncle."
"Well, it's time for me to go back. You guys should also go home and have a good rest for a few days."
Zhou Yueping's parents got into the car one after another and were sent away by the driver. Zhou Yueping drove alone. When he walked to the side of the car, he suddenly stopped, turned around and said to An Luo, "An Luo, come here, I have something to tell you."
An Luo walked up to him and asked suspiciously, "What's the matter?"
Zhou Yueping opened the car door, "Get in the car and talk, I'll take you back by the way."
An Luo looked back at An Ze, saw An Ze nodded, and then turned to Zhou Yueping's car.
Zhou Yueping is the only person other than An Yang and An Ze who knows his identity has been exposed. An Luo always has an inexplicable intimacy with him in his heart, probably because he is a psychiatrist by profession.
At first, because he was worried about Zhou Yueping, An Luo also went to check his details later. Zhou Yueping did go abroad to study after graduating from high school. He studied diligently during his study abroad, and didn't even have time to fall in love. His grades have always been among the best, and after graduation I took the doctoral exam... Probably because I really love the subject of psychology.
Zhou Yueping looked at An Luo carefully and asked softly, "How are you feeling recently? Do you still have a headache? Did you think of anything else?"
An Luo shook his head and said, "No."
Zhou Yueping was silent for a while, and then said, "I heard you say that last time. After I went back, I checked the literature and studied it. Hypnosis can only stimulate the relatively superficial memories that exist in your subconscious. If you want to recall more and more Deep memory may require direct physical stimulation of your brain."
An Luo, who was a layman, was very at a loss for this. He turned around and asked, "Can you be more specific?"
Zhou Yueping nodded and explained patiently: "It's like this, the principle of human memory is the interconnection between nerve cells, which is similar to an information network composed of a large number of nerve cells, and the hippocampus acts as a role in this process. It is the function of a transfer station. For example, the first time you hear a person's name, your brain will convert the information and temporarily store it in the hippocampus. If you don't use it for a long time, the information will be automatically deleted by the hippocampus. , which is called forgetting. And once the name is repeated many times, the hippocampus will transfer it to the cerebral cortex, forming a longer, even permanent memory.”
"Your cerebral cortex has not been seriously damaged. It is reasonable to say that you can retrieve your memories. Those memories still exist, but there is an accident that makes the information unreadable. I asked my tutor abroad. His suggestion is Direct physical stimulation of your cerebral cortex completely opens the way for information reading…”
"But this approach is quite risky, the stimulation intensity is too low to be effective, the intensity is too high and it may damage your brain or even turn you into a vegetative state, and this practice requires craniotomy..."
"I personally still don't recommend you try it. It's too risky, think about it for yourself."
An Luo was silent for a long time before he made up his mind and said in a low voice, "I won't try."
Unexpectedly, he refused so decisively. Zhou Yueping was stunned and turned around and asked, "You... don't you really want to restore the memory that belongs to An Luo?"
An Luo said in a low voice: "I wanted to restore the memory belonging to An Luo, just to find out the truth of An Luo's kidnapping, but now I don't have to. Besides, once I use this method to forcibly open An Luo's memory, I will gradually I don't know who I really am, and I don't want to be his substitute. I think An Luo himself doesn't want another person to live with his memories. "
The investigation on this matter has completely disrupted his original plan. An Luo didn't want to waste any more time on this, and calmly said that An Luo had nothing to do with him at all. Besides, An Ze had decisively put forward a two-dimensional statement, Even inadvertently chased him away...
Why should he stay here with the cheeky face, to find out what the truth is ridiculously? Why take the risk of becoming a vegetative person and forcibly remember memories that only belong to An Luo
Even if he remembered An Luo's memory stored in his mind, he was still not the brother An Ze loved.
***
Another weekend after the funeral, An Luo finally got the passport and visa he had applied for.
This week, An Luo and An Ze have not seen each other again. An Ze's mood has stabilized. He goes to work in the company as usual every day. His ability to bear has always been very strong. It made him sad, but it was impossible to break him down.
An Yan also returned to the crew. The filming of Endless 2 is coming to an end. The conflict between him and Xu Shaoqian seems to have been resolved. The news on the Internet is all about the positive publicity of the movie. The early promotion of Endless 2 is very good, look At the awards ceremonies of major film festivals at the end of this year, An Yan will definitely not come home empty-handed.
An Mo found a job as a teacher at an art academy. The school was in a suburban university town. He also moved out of his home for the convenience of work. The studio run by his parents during his lifetime was turned into a small exhibition hall by him as a memorial to his parents. One of the walls is full of his own paintings. The framing of the picture is very unique, or a shell on the beach, or a ray of sunshine in the corner of the street, or a small umbrella in the drizzle. Mo likes to paint these details very much, and it can be seen that he is a very careful and sensitive person.
An Ze and An Mo moved out one after another, and An Yan rarely came home to live because of his celebrity status. The An family's house seemed to be empty all of a sudden. At night, only An Luo and An Guangyao's grandparents and grandsons ate together. Compared with the lively days when the four brothers and An Yudong and his wife were together a few days ago, the home of only the grandparents and grandchildren seemed a little desolate.
After dinner that night, An Guangyao sat in the living room watching TV, An Luo walked up to him and sat down, and finally said his decision, "Grandpa, I plan to go abroad."
An Guangyao was stunned for a while, and said in a loss, "Xiao Luo, are you leaving too?"
He seemed to have noticed something, and looked at An Luo with an unconcealed sadness in his eyes.
An Luo avoided his gaze and said in a low voice, "The business that Dad went to Canada to discuss has not been finalized. I have never discussed business with foreign businessmen before, so this time I will consider it as a study abroad."
An Guangyao was silent for a moment before saying, "When will you be back?"
"Probably... in a few months."
Lying to this old man made An Luo feel a little uneasy, but An Luo really didn't want to stay in this place. Luo" such a terrible idea, he didn't want to lose himself because of it.
An Guangyao seemed to believe An Luo's explanation, patted the back of his hand with a smile, and said, "You are still young, you can go abroad to experience it. Remember to take good care of yourself when you are abroad."
"I know… "
While the two were talking, there was a sudden sound of the door opening. An Luo turned around in surprise and just met An Ze's line of sight.
How can he come back
It was very late at this time, it seemed to be raining outside, Anze's hair was wet and hanging on one side, and he was carrying a large suitcase in his hand. He went into the house to change his shoes, dragged his suitcase into the living room, glanced at the two of them, and said, "Grandpa, what are you talking about? Haven't you slept yet?"
An Guangyao asked doubtfully, "Why did you come back?"
An Ze said: "The decoration of my house is very inconsistent. I asked the decoration company to re-edit it according to the drawings I designed. During this time, I plan to go home and live first."
"So that's the case." An Guangyao said with a smile, "You two brothers have a good understanding of each other. You just came back when your brother was about to go abroad."
An Ze and An Luo looked at each other, relatively speechless.
After a moment of silence, An Ze said, "Brother is going abroad? It's a coincidence."
An Guangyao nodded, "Well, I'm sleepy first. You and your brother have a good chat. It's the first time he's been out so far, so help him pack his luggage."
"Okay, good night grandpa."
After An Guangyao left, An Ze turned around and put the suitcase in the bedroom, but when he came out, he found that the lights in the living room were off, and An Luo had already returned to his room.
Anze pushed open the door of An Luo's bedroom and found that he was looking down to pack his things. His bag was empty with nothing in it. Watching him bend over to organize the extremely simple document bag, An Ze suddenly felt a slight pain in his heart.
Standing silently for a long time, An Ze said in a low voice, "Don't you bring some change of clothes?"
An Luo lowered his head and said, "No, these are your brother's clothes. I will buy them myself in the future."
Probably because the words "You can never replace my brother" a few days ago were too decisive and hurt him. He seems to mind these now, and draws a clear line between himself and "Brother Anze", He didn't even want to take any of the clothes his brother had worn.
An Luo quickly packed his luggage, his luggage was very simple, only a passport, visa, air ticket and some money.
When he came to this world, he was alone, and when he left, he also wanted to be a little more dashing, and he didn't want to take anything with him.
An Luo stood up, turned around, looked at An Ze who was standing by the side, and said in a low voice, "I originally thought that if you were not at home, if I were to leave, Grandpa would be alone... I'm really happy to come back and live here at this time... I know that the decoration issues you mentioned are all excuses. You are a person with a big picture and can come back when you need it most, so I also believe that Anjia is your hard work. It will definitely get better.”
An Ze's heart trembled slightly. In this case, it sounded like a goodbye.
After a moment of silence, An Ze pretended to be casual and asked, "What did you just say... What do you mean?"
An Luo explained calmly: "At the Hua'an Hotel, I have already arranged everything, you can temporarily take my place after you go there. I hired an assistant some time ago, named Yu Tingting, who is a very smart girl. The work efficiency is also very high, and she will fully assist you in the future."
"… "
"If I want to survive in this world, I have to temporarily borrow your brother's ID card. Apart from this, I won't take anything that belongs to him. You can rest assured that after a while, I will find a way to apply for a new ID card. , and send your brother's back to you."
An Ze lightly clenched his fists beside him, and after a long silence, he whispered, "Where do you want to go?"
"Since I have decided not to see you again, there is no need to tell you where I am going. Anyway... I will never contact you again." An Luo paused, lowered his eyelashes, and said softly, "It's very late, go to bed."
"...You also rest early." An Ze turned around stiffly and left the bedroom.
An Luo looked at his back and suddenly wanted to stop him to say something, but the words reached his lips, but were blocked by his closing the door.
What are you trying to say? Perhaps even An Luo himself hadn't figured it out. At that moment, the thought of keeping Anze saying something was probably just a subconscious impulse.
***
The next morning, when An Ze woke up, An Luo was no longer there, so he left An's house without leaving a goodbye, perhaps because there was no need for goodbye between them.
At eight o'clock in the morning, Anze went to work in the company and heard the sound of text messages as soon as he walked into the office.
An Ze took off his suit and hung it on the hanger, walked to the desk and sat down, took out his mobile phone, and saw a line of text pop up on the screen.
Unread text messages, form An Luo: "I'm leaving."
Three simple words, and a period that means the end.
An Ze looked at these three words, and suddenly felt sour in his eyes. He didn't even want to open the text message, as if doing so would mean the real end between them. Although he never started anything with this An Luo, when An Luo really left, An Ze suddenly felt a little inexplicable.
Now, his parents passed away at the same time, and even his brother's last shadow will leave. From now on, Anze's world may only be left with deep loneliness.
An Ze was silent on the phone for a long time, finally took a deep breath, calmed down, opened the text message, and typed out four words with his fingers stiffly: "Safe journey."
The text message was sent successfully, but no reply was received.