Rebirth of Brotherly Love

He said, hugged him decisively from the bed, turned and quickly walked out of the door of his home.

It was raining outside. Anze put on a raincoat and carefully protected his brother in his arms. He opened the door in the garage and carefully put him in the front passenger seat. Then he turned on the car and started the engine.

All the servants and housekeepers were put on leave by him for two days. An Yan and An Mo were still asleep. In the quiet and dark night, a car drove away quietly from the house, but no one noticed it. .

In the car, Anluo tilted his head and leaned lightly on Anze's shoulder, still sleeping soundly and deeply.

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Xilin Military Region Headquarters.

The railings of the vehicle security passage were lowered, the black car stopped steadily at the door, and the young soldier in charge of the duty station stepped out of the sentry holding an umbrella.

显然 He apparently recognized Anze, stood upright in front of the car, and paid a standard military salute to Anze, "Major!"

Xuan Anze nodded, pulled down the window, took out a black card and handed it to him.

The management of the Xilin Military Region is very strict. All vehicles must have a special pass to enter and exit. The car must also undergo infrared inspection when entering and exiting. No dangerous goods are allowed.

The soldier entered the password of An Ze's pass into the computer, and after confirming that it was correct, he returned to the car and went to the window and said, "Major, is this in the car?"

Tong Anze glanced at his sleeping brother resting on his shoulders, afraid of waking him up, and lowered his voice and said, "It's my brother. I'll take him to the hospital for treatment."

The soldier nodded, "Please fill out the registration form."

Wu Anze filled out the information in the registration form he handed in and returned it to him. Anluo's data was recorded in the computer. The camera above his head quickly captured the photos of Anluo and stored them in the database.

After the entry of information was completed, the railings in front of it finally rose slowly, and the soldier saluted again at Anzai, expressing his release.

Wu Anze then slowly drove in.

The Xilin Army is divided into three areas. Area A is a top-secret area where only special personnel with command authority are allowed to enter. Area B is a daily military operation and training area. Both areas are closed and outsiders are not allowed in or out. Only area C is relatively free. There are guest houses, military area hospitals, and department stores. Area C allows relatives and friends to visit, but detailed information registration and strict inspections are required when entering and leaving.

At this time, on both sides of the wide road, the street lights were all on. During the drizzling night, the entire Xilin Military District looked very solemn. An Ze slowly drove the car into the residential area, put it in the parking lot, took An Luo out of the car, and took the elevator to the residence on the seventh floor.

He usually lives here. It is a small single apartment assigned to him by the army. Although the house is small, it is fortunate that it is fully equipped, the kitchen and bathroom are all readily available, and the two people live in the same way.

Because he was going to pick up his brother, An Ze had organized the place well before leaving. The bed in the bedroom was replaced by a large double bed. The bathroom was equipped with non-slip armrests. He could not move in a wheelchair. In the living room, Obstacles such as stools and flower pots were all put away. Even the carpet that affected the wheelchair's sliding was rolled up and put in the cabinet, which was almost fully prepared for the arrival of my brother.

Anze walked into the bedroom, turned on the light, carefully put the sleeping Anluo on the bed, and carefully covered the quilt.

Anluo slept soundly. As soon as his head touched the pillow, he rolled over and wrapped himself in a quilt. This is his habit from small to large. I do n’t know if it is because of his lack of security. Wrap tightly with a quilt.

Tong Anze was afraid that he would catch a cold, and turned back to raise the temperature of the air conditioner, so he lay down beside him.

The quilt was rolled away by him, and Anze had to find a blanket to cover it again.

I turned and looked at him asleep, a face close at hand, handsome facial features, fair-skinned, originally a very charming man, but lonely and indifferent because he rarely showed a smile.

He seems to have been unhappy all the time. He has always been so high and inaccessible from childhood to old age, but I don't know what is the reason for his unhappiness.