An Luo of Rebirth

When he met An Yijing's dark and deep eyes, Li Yu's whole body was shocked. He withdrew his hand, looked away in a panic, said thank you, and fled away.An Yijing narrowed his eyes and turned to glance at him.

An Yijing has always been the most sensitive to An Luo's gaze. When he noticed that An Luo was staring at him, An Yijing withdrew his gaze and turned around. Jing was slightly taken aback.He didn't go to the bathroom at all, and walked directly towards An Luo.

An Luo pursed his lips, and before he came to him, he turned around and went up to the second floor.

An Yijing had big steps and walked relatively fast. An Luo had just walked halfway up the stairs when he grabbed his wrist.An Luo didn't shake it off, and cast a cold glance at An Yijing.Realizing that he was misunderstood by An Luo, An Yijing was a little bit dumbfounded, "What do you suspect? He is a man, how could I like a man?"

An Luo pursed his lips and said nothing. Originally, he always thought that his father liked men, but An Yijing's expression did not seem to be fake at all.Although he was a bit hateful, An Luo knew that he would not lie to himself at all.However, when he heard his father swear that he didn't like men, not only did he not feel happy, but his heart throbbed as if he had been pinched sharply by someone.

An Luo's mind was a little confused, and he couldn't react. He didn't even know what he was expecting, but at this moment, he knew that all his expectations were instantly shattered by An Yijing's few words.It was as if the scene where I was kissed by my father never existed.Everything was just a dream of his own, and An Luo felt as if several boulders had been crushed in his heart, making him a little out of breath.He just doesn't like men, why is he so uncomfortable?Mingming knew early on that he was just being teased by his father, and he didn't feel too uncomfortable at the time, but now he does.

An Luo pressed the painful part of his heart, and his face turned pale. When he thought of a certain possibility, An Luo's eyes widened suddenly, and he felt a thunderbolt in an instant, and his body was on the verge of falling.Seeing that his face was very pale and he looked like he couldn't stand still, An Yijing frowned, reached out and touched his cheek, "What's wrong?"

When he touched him, An Luo seemed to be stung by something, and slapped An Yijing's hand away vigorously. His head was in a mess, his eyes went black, and he almost fell down the stairs. Fortunately, he held onto the handrails on both sides of the stairs in time.

Seeing that his complexion was really bad, An Yijing was a little anxious, and he didn't care that An Luo slapped his hands away, and directly supported An Luo's waist, "What's going on? Are you feeling uncomfortable? Or is it something wrong with your mental strength?"

The hands around his waist seemed to be a piece of iron. Even though there was still a layer of thick clothes, An Luo felt his waist was numb from the scalding of his father's hands. When he realized that he was wrapped in his arms again, An Luo Gritting his teeth tightly, his hands were shaking a little, and his strength seemed to be drained by someone. He moved several times, but he didn't exert any strength.His head was in a daze, and his whole body trembled with anger. After a long time, he pushed An Yijing away abruptly.After all, the two of them were standing on the narrow stairs. If An Yijing hadn't been prepared for it, he would have fallen down the stairs directly.

An Yijing was taken aback by his desperate expression, he had never seen An Luo like this before, his eyes were so dazed and helpless that it made people feel that his heart hurt so badly as if he was being grabbed by someone for no reason.Even when he pinched his chin and forced a kiss, he didn't panic like this.An Yijing didn't know what happened, but instinctively sensed something was wrong.He stared at An Luo's back in a daze, feeling a little absent-minded, and felt that every step An Luo took, he would get farther and farther away from him.

An Luo ignored him and walked up to the second floor step by step.

His steps were messy, but his back was straight, and he seemed to have exhausted all his strength step by step. His brain was buzzing, and when he heard An Yijing's voice, the hairs all over his body stood on end, and he was so shocked in his heart , and was so dazed that I didn't know what I was thinking at all.But after a while, the clothes inside were soaked, and it was obviously November, but he was sweating profusely.

Hearing the sound, the old man came out of the room. Seeing that his precious grandson looked very bad, he suddenly became nervous, "What's wrong? Is there something wrong?"

An Luo exhausted all his strength before shaking his head slowly and with difficulty.

Seeing that he was so desperate that he was about to cry, it didn't look like he was okay, Mr. An was very anxious in his heart. Seeing his son standing stupidly on the stairs, looking devastated, Mr. An glared at An Yijing At first glance, he intuitively felt that An Luo's appearance had something to do with An Yijing, and he gave An Yijing a look to settle accounts with you later, and quickly pulled An Luo into his bedroom.

"Do you want to drink some water first? I'll call your Uncle Liu over to show you." Uncle Liu is the housekeeper of the An family. He has been in the old house for more than 30 years and has been by the old man's side. Very impressive.Mr. An even felt that if it wasn't for being by his side all the time, he would have gone out to be a doctor long ago.After all, it was something he liked since he was a child, otherwise he wouldn't have studied it for most of his life.

An Luo stretched out his hand and grabbed the old man's sleeve. There was no flesh on his hand, but now that he was pulling hard, all the veins were exposed.

Seeing him tugging on his sleeve and not letting go, the old man understood what he meant, "Don't you want to see Uncle Liu?"

An Luo nodded, and then let go of his hand. His throat was very dry, and it took him a long time to utter a word, "No, I'm just a little dizzy, just take a rest."

Seeing his ugly face, the old man didn't believe his words at all. He reached out and touched his forehead. Seeing that An Luo didn't have a fever, he was somewhat relieved, "Then you sleep for a while, and call me if you have anything to do."

An Luo nodded. He really didn't want to talk now, so he followed the old man's wishes and lay down on the bed.Mr. An tore off the quilt and covered An Luo's body, "If there is anything you can't solve, just tell grandpa, don't hold it alone, do you understand?"

An Luo's eyes became hot, and he almost didn't cry. He was afraid that his grandpa would see him in such a weak state, which would make him worry for no reason. An Luo responded, and pulled the quilt up to completely cover his head.

The old man patted him dumbfounded, "I'm not afraid of being bored."

After An Yijing regained his senses, he went directly to the second floor, fearing that he would come in and disturb An Luo, the old man came out of the house, An Yijing's face was gloomy, and he wanted to rush into the house, the old man suddenly lost his temper Come one way, "Why are you going crazy? Let no one rest."

An Yijing was tall, seeing that the old man blocked the door to prevent him from entering, he passed him and looked in.An Luo was lying on the bed, wrapped himself in the quilt, he couldn't see anything at all, An Yijing frowned irritably, "What's the matter with him? If you are sick, you have to see a doctor. What's wrong with lying on the bed?" use."

The old man drove him downstairs, "You are the only one who is sick. Why are you arguing? If you have nothing to do, you will have trouble."

An Yijing was suffocating in his heart, worried about An Luo, and angry at him, and repeatedly flirted with himself. Seeing that the old man only knew to face him, he was very irritable in his heart, and kicked violently in anger The handrail of the stairs, "What could be wrong? He was clearly trying to annoy me."

Seeing that he still dared to show his temper, the old man immediately straightened his face, "You still dare to rush? He is probably angry with you. Let me tell you, if he wants to do something good or bad, I will ask you." An Yijing wanted to defend , and didn't know what to say, afraid that he would say the wrong thing, and get angry with the old man, An Yijing simply pursed his lips, turned around and went downstairs.

Everyone else was chatting at that time, except for Li Yu, no one saw the scene where An Yijing was thrown away by An Luo.Seeing that An Yijing lost his temper inexplicably, everyone looked around in the living room, and saw that An Luo was not seen, and their hearts were somewhat relieved.An Yijing would only do this when he was angry with An Luo. It was probably because the father and son had a disagreement and turned their faces, but they didn't take it to heart. The two fathers and sons usually have a lot of tossing. It's good too soon, whoever really wants to persuade someone at this time, and accidentally says something bad about the other party, will definitely not be able to please both sides.

Seeing the old man going downstairs, Wen Wen pulled the old man to the sofa, and the two chatted for a while.

An Luo didn't fall asleep. His mind was in a mess and he was covered in cold sweat. It took him a while to calm down a little.Although he is slow, he also knows that his father always likes to tease him, but he is not unaware of the vague ambiguity between the two of them, he just never thought about it deeply.An Luo laughed at himself, but tears poured out uncontrollably. No wonder, he didn't hate his father's kisses at all, and he hated being surrounded by so many women.It turned out that I

Thinking of his previous behaviors, An Luo really felt that he was an idiot.When he didn't understand anything, he just let him press himself under him and kiss chaotically, and in the end he felt ashamed for his reaction.As a result, what about him?Everything is nothing but.

Unable to bear his wronged look, An Luo wiped his face fiercely, and jumped off the bed.After getting out of bed, An Luo went directly to the separate bathroom attached to the bedroom. He turned on the tap and washed his face, and didn't stop until the tears on his face were completely washed away.

The young man in the mirror had a pale face, although his eyes were calm, his lips were still trembling a little, with a sad look of support.So stupid, An Luo uttered three words coldly, clenched his fists as if his heart was ruthless.He didn't look at himself in the mirror until he stopped trembling, and smiled coldly.

At this moment, he not only hated himself, but also hated An Yijing very much.He hates himself for falling in love with his father for no reason, and also hates that An Yijing clearly treats himself as a child, but still does some misleading things. Just because he raised him alone, can he do whatever he wants to himself?An Luo felt sad in his heart, and when he thought of An Yijing's expression when he said he didn't like men, he felt extremely disgusted.

The moment he woke up, An Luo felt that his world had undergone earth-shaking changes. He just fell in love with someone, and he felt like falling into the abyss, and his heart became empty and uncomfortable. .Who is it bad to like?It happened to be his father, An Luo felt that all the unhappiness was caused by himself.He closed his eyes and temporarily suppressed all the crazy thoughts in his heart.

He didn't go back at night, and slept directly with grandpa.

Seeing that his expression was cold and still a bit wrong, the old man couldn't help being a little worried, "Xiao Luo, tell grandpa the truth, has your father offended you again?"

An Luo shook his head. No matter what grievances he suffered before, he never told his grandfather, let alone this time, he couldn't say anything at all, and he couldn't open his mouth.Even if grandpa loves him very much all the time, he can't guarantee that grandpa will still like him after he finds out that he has abnormal thoughts about his father.

An Luo was very bitter in his heart, but he had to find an excuse to get over it, "My mental strength has been stagnant, and I had a few nightmares yesterday, and I feel a little uncomfortable when I think about it during the day."

"What nightmare? Could it be that your father was bitten by a zombie?"

An Luo's expression was a little unnatural. Although the nightmare was nonsense, in the last life, his father was indeed bitten by a zombie, and it was himself.

Thinking he guessed it right, the old man smiled, "You child is just too preoccupied. What do you want to do so much at such a young age? Your father has always refused to admit defeat, how could he be bitten by zombies so easily. That's all, I won't persuade you anymore, just sleep and you'll be fine, you must listen to grandpa."

An Luo nodded obediently.

After waking up, An Luo touched his back. The sweater inside was wet from sweat yesterday, and it didn't dry after being warmed all night. An Luo felt very uncomfortable, so he prepared to change into clean clothes.He took off the sweater on his body, found a turtleneck sweater directly from the space, and put it on.Seeing that he was getting dressed, the old man also woke up, "Why don't you just put on a sweater instead of warm clothes?"

The old man slept with him in the same bed at night, and when An Luo moved, he woke up. Seeing that An Luo's back was a little wet, the old man stretched out his hand and touched it, "Why are you sweating all over your body?"

An Luo had just put his head into the collar of the sweater, and his upper body was still naked. After being touched by the old man, he felt a little embarrassed.

Mr. An touched the sweater he had just taken off, and found that it was also wet. He frowned, "Why didn't you take off the clothes when they were wet? I thought you were used to sleeping in a sweater, and you just wanted to warm and dry your clothes after a long time?"

An Luo actually had too many things on his mind, so he didn't care about it. It wasn't until he woke up that he realized that he was still wearing yesterday's sweater.

After explaining a few words to the old man, An Luo put on his coat and got out of bed.