Rebirth of Brotherly Love

The space inside the car was originally very narrow. In addition, Anluo had already fastened his seat belt and was pressed by Anzai on the seat. There was no room for escape.

Anluo looked at Anze's face, which was enlarged in front of his eyes, for a while, and realized that his tongue was entangled in him. Then he finally reflected the terrible fact that he was "kissed by his brother".

An An Luo blushed with anger, shoved An Ze hard, and by the way punched his face fiercely, "Asshole! You are crazy!"

Because of his anger, An Luo's lips even shook slightly.

An Ze was punched hard with a stab of blood on his lips, but he didn't care. He wiped it with his back, and looked back at An Luo, saying seriously, "Brother, I'm not crazy, I Very sober, I asked you out today, just to tell you the truth, I like you, I like it a long time ago ... "

"Enough! I'm your brother! How can you ..."

"So what?" Anze interrupted him. "It's not wrong to like someone. Besides, I never thought I could be with you. Just like you silently, isn't it OK?"

Lu Anluo said coldly, "Get out of the car right away. I don't want to see you."

"Brother ..."

别 "Don't call me my brother." An Luo looked back at An Ze, his eyes cold like a sword, "Now, immediately, get out of me."

Anze looked at Anluo's cold eyes, and remained silent for a long time, and suddenly twitched the corners of his ruptured mouth, and whispered, "If this is the last time we may meet, you will let me immediately Get off, right? "

"Anze, get out of the car right away, I don't want to say the third time." An Luo's face was very ugly, and his lips were so angry.

An Ze slightly raised his lips, "I know, you never cared about my brother. But it doesn't matter, you finally know how I feel about you, at least, you will always remember me. And ... remember My kiss. "Then he came over again and kissed An Luo's lips lightly.

"you……"

"Tomorrow's birthday can't be with you, say in advance, happy birthday, brother."

Wu Anze said, opened the door and got out of the car, and took away the box of matcha cake he bought.

Luanluo could clearly see that in the dream, on the box of cakes, a few beautiful characters were written with red jam: "brother, happy birthday".

Familiar handwriting should be An Ze's handwriting. Maybe the box of cake was also made by himself. Unfortunately, the elaborate birthday cake was thrown into a trash can next to the parking lot and fell into a pile of mud.

Wu Anze straightened his back to the distant street, never turning back.

Suddenly, An Luo in the car kept watching his back.

The kind of picture that seems to be farewell, under the rendering of the golden sunset in the evening, seems to have a strong sadness.

Wucheng City did not know when the wind was blowing, disturbing the black hair of Anze, the leaves of the sycamore tree swayed with the wind, and the pieces of sunlight sprinkled on the ground trembled gently with the rhythm, dazzling.

The entire dream has become more and more blurred later, like an old movie with faded colors, but the back image of Ke Anze's departure has always been clearly enlarged in front of his eyes and has become the focus of the entire world.

Anze in the dream, the back looks so lonely.

The road was long, and Anze straightened his back and walked for a long time. The tall back of the young man gradually narrowed into an unclear black spot in his vision.

He stepped out of An Luo's sight step by step in this way, as if that separation really became farewell.

Chapter40

It was early in the morning when Juan An Luo woke up from a dream.

The curtains in the bedroom blocked the moonlight, and the room was completely dark. An Luo fumbled and picked up the mobile phone next to the pillow to glance at the time, at four in the morning, and hours before dawn.

An Luo felt a bit cold, turned on the desk lamp, picked up the remote control and wanted to increase the temperature of the air conditioner. Looking up, he found that the air conditioner was still 27 degrees as usual. He felt cold, probably because the real thing just made The dream he couldn't breathe made him sweat.

I do not know why, after waking up, An Luo suddenly felt a strange suffocation in the chest.

The pictures in the dream are too clear. The straight streets, large sycamore trees, and the lonely back view of An Ze when he left ... The scenes are as if they happened just yesterday. Even the complex feelings of An Luo in the dream seem to be Transferred to myself.

是 Is it that the memory belonging to this body is gradually awakening?

Otherwise, why did you resonate so strongly with that An Luo?

A text message popped up on my mobile phone. An Luo opened it and looked at it. It actually came from An Yan, and wrote a long paragraph: "Brother, Hentai 2 is turned on. I want to go to London with the crew to take a picture. I'll stay there for about a month. Grandpa said that you're basically stable now, but you're still in the ward to prevent visits, so I won't come to say goodbye to you, get better soon-by loving you An Yan ^ _ ^ "

"..." An Luo was a goosebump with a layer of goosebumps in the last word "love your Anyan", frowned, ignored his smiley face, and directly pressed the return key.

新 A new text message popped up on the screen, from a strange number, An Luo opened in doubt, with a simple line: "I'm at the airport and I'm flying to London. I hope you will be discharged when I return. Xu Shaoqian."

Compared with An Yan's long story, Xu Shaoqian's text message is concise and clear, with a bit of strange coldness.

Lu Anluo thought, presumably they were all at the airport at the moment, and sent him a text message together before boarding.

Wu Anluo always felt that Xu Shaoqian was not friendly with him, and he couldn't know why. He can only infer that the relationship between An Yan and Xu Shaoqian seems to be a bit complicated. At first, An Yan had never played the role of Endless 2. I wonder why he changed his mind now? Xu Shaoqian and An Luo before amnesia are really just simple friends?

Wu Anluo thought about it carefully, and his memory of Xu Shaoqian was still blank, so he had to let go of this doubt temporarily.

In the dream, sweating too much, An Luo felt thirsty, took a crutch and stood up, slowly moved step by step to the living room to drink a glass of water.

When I walked into the living room, I suddenly saw a dark shadow by the window, and An Luo out of alert, clenched the crutch in his hand. I just wanted to speak, but found that the back of the person standing by the window was very familiar ... seems to be Anze?

Wu Anluo stopped and looked carefully at the moonlight, and it turned out to be Anze.

He stood quietly by the window, his long strong fingers lightly supported on the window sill, and the silver moonlight sprinkled on him through the window, it seemed to cover his whole body with a cold coolness.

His gaze is looking into the distance, I do not know if he is looking at the night view outside the window, or just thinking about something. You can see clearly by moonlight. At this moment, there is no expression on his face.

Such a lonely man standing alone at the window in the middle of the night suddenly made An Luo feel like he had known him.

In many late nights of the previous life, when he woke up in the middle of the night, he would stand in front of the window silently like Anze at this time, or think about his mind, or daze, or just wait for dawn.

During the darkest period before dawn, many people enjoyed a peaceful sleep, but An Luo rarely slept until dawn. He often woke up in the middle of the night without any drowsiness, but looked out the window silently, watching From the darkest night, the sky gradually glowed with the glimmer of dawn.

Because he had experienced the kind of suffering in person, at this moment, watching An Ze stand quietly in front of the window, An Luo's heart suddenly felt a strange distress. Half of them are distressed by Anzai, and half are distressed by their elder brother's suffering.