Brotherhood of Robbery

An Chun didn't know how he got home, and he didn't want to eat when he got home, so he sat on the sofa in the living room in a daze, his mind was in a mess, and he didn't know what to do.

Time seemed to pass quickly, but also seemed to pass very slowly. He was in a state of chaos, and when he sorted out his thoughts a little, he realized that he was already in the living room as cold as a piece of ice, his whole body was stiff, and his legs and feet were numb.

The large floor-to-ceiling windows in the living room, the curtains were not drawn, and the cold light came in from the outside, and it was already morning.

In the morning sky, there was a ray of light in the glassy white, but An Chun still didn't feel warm.

He had a sore throat and dizziness, but he didn't want to sleep at all.

He was suffering, but he didn't know what kind of discomfort it was. It was just a depression that he had never experienced before, and it was hard to accept.

He had never been so uncomfortable when he was whipped by the old man of the Gu family before.

Because at that time he knew that after the old man finished beating, he would still be given medicine, food and water, and his mother would hold him in her arms, kiss his forehead, and ask softly with tears, "Chun'er , does it still hurt, mom, I'm sorry."

But now, he knows that no matter how uncomfortable and painful he is, no one will do this to him again.

At that time, no matter how hard it was, he didn't feel that he couldn't bear it, but now, he really felt that he didn't know how to bear it.

Maybe it was because the night was too dark, and he was so stuck in negative emotions that he couldn't get out. When the morning sun slanted into the room, it was so bright red, and An Chun realized that he was not so cold, so he began to think, he had to think about it What method to solve the matter, sitting here in a daze like this will not work.

Besides, what Yin Han said may not be true.

An Chun didn't eat dinner or breakfast, but he didn't feel hungry, so he called Gu Celin.

He seldom calls him, and feels that there is nothing to talk about over the phone. The two of them have nothing in common. Gu Celin will not tell him about the Gu family or his life and business affairs, and he, who has always been constrained For the students in the school, the environment is relatively simple, not only has nothing to say to Gu Celin, but he also feels that Gu Celin doesn't bother to listen.

What An Chun thought before was that Gu Celin's interest in him was only in bed, and it really wasn't that he was causing trouble for nothing, because his contact with Gu Celin for so many years was only for the bed.

It was a very abrupt call, and Gu Celin answered it quickly, even though it was only after seven o'clock in the morning.

The phone was connected, but Gu Celin didn't speak. An Chun could only hear his own heartbeat and breathing. He was actually nervous. He obviously had a lot of things in his mind to question Gu Celin, but all of a sudden there was no sound at all. After the release, An Chun pinched the phone, his fingers trembling slightly.

In the end, it was Gu Celin who interrupted the silence, and said in a low voice, "Chun'er, what's the matter? Why didn't you talk after getting through."

Only then did An Chun come back to his senses because of his voice, and said, "Well...no..."

He didn't know that his voice was so hoarse and weak, his nose was buzzing, it was hard to hear.

Gu Celin said, "What's the matter, are you sick? Have a cold?"

An Chun said hoarsely, "No, no."

He couldn't say any more words, and his head was aching.

Gu Celin said, "You are sick, you need to see a doctor."

An Chun's mind was buzzing, he hung up the phone, and fell down on the sofa. He couldn't directly question Gu Celin, even if he did, what would happen.

The phone rang again, but An Chun didn't answer it.

He left his mobile phone in the living room and walked back to the bedroom by himself. He didn't take a shower or take off his clothes. He just felt cold. The chill from his bones was going to freeze him into ice. He lay down on the bed, Wrap yourself tightly with a quilt.

He didn't sleep all night. Not long after he lay down, he fell asleep in a daze. He fell asleep and was dreaming. The scene in the dream was very unreal. He seemed to be fleeing, but he couldn't escape, and he was in a hurry. Scared again.

He didn't know how long he had slept, until a person came to touch his forehead and probe his neck, he opened his eyes dimly, and saw Gu Celin sitting on the edge of the bed with a sullen face, leaning over and frowning at him .

Gu Celin's pupils are still so light, so light that he doesn't seem to have any emotion at all, but they also seem to contain everything.

Seeing that he was a little awake, Gu Celin blamed him, "You said you were not sick, but you had a fever. I have already called a doctor to see you, or I will take you home."

An Chun stared at him blankly, his head ached like a drill was constantly drilling in it, and he didn't know how to stop it.

Gu Celin didn't know what was going on in his mind, but he was worried about his fever, so he found a thermometer for him to clamp.

After another ten minutes, the doctor came. Besides the doctor, he also followed in with one of Gu Celin's bodyguards.

Gu Celin showed the thermometer to the doctor, and it was already 39 degrees.

The doctor said that after taking the fever-reducing injection, An Chun was young and vigorous. After taking the fever-reducing injection and drinking plenty of water, he would be fine, but taking too much medicine would be useless.

An Chun was in a daze, without saying anything or responding.

Gu Celin didn't ask the doctor to give An Chun an injection, but asked him to mix the injection and take the injection himself. The doctor was taken out by the bodyguards. He asked An Chun to lie on his body, took off his pants, and walked very slowly and carefully. Give him a needle.

The needle is very thin, and it doesn't hurt when it sticks in the buttocks, but it's uncomfortable when pushing the medicine.

Afterwards, the cotton wool was pasted coldly on the needle site, but An Chun was still dazed and unresponsive.

Gu Celin threw the needle aside and checked that there was no bleeding under the cotton wool, so he picked up his pants.

An Chun had a fever, his face was dyed a layer of pink, with a rare beauty, Gu Celin held him in his arms, kissed his forehead, cheeks and lips, with a hot temperature, An Chun closed his eyes. Closed eyes, still motionless.

Gu Celin always thought that An Chun's behavior was due to his illness, but now he was a little suspicious, and asked in a low voice, "What's the matter, are you feeling bad?"

An Chun didn't answer him, just closed his eyes and looked like he was about to fall asleep.

He was hot all over, Gu Celin wrapped him in a quilt, and then went out to order the subordinates who were waiting in the living room to prepare the car and plane to take An Chun away.

An Chun was brought back to M City by Gu Celin, and he didn't say a word the whole way, even though the heat on his body subsided and his headache improved a lot, he still didn't speak.

Gu Celin did not take An Chun back to his old house, but went to the villa on Nan'an Mountain.

An Chun was indeed in good health, and the high fever subsided quickly, but later it turned into a low-grade fever, which remained at 37 octaves. Others were also dazed, silent, and dazed.

Gu Celin asked the old Chinese doctor who had been treating Gu's family to see An Chun. The conclusion was that he was depressed, so he prescribed traditional Chinese medicine for treatment.

As for Gu Celin, he has never been depressed, so he didn't understand why An Chun was so depressed when he was doing well. When he asked An Chun what was wrong with him, An Chun didn't answer him, not only did he not answer him, he asked him When talking, he will deliberately turn his face away from him.

Gu Celin was busy with affairs and couldn't always stay by An Chun's side. On the third day, An Chun still ignored him, and he couldn't help it, so he had to go to work first.

After he left, An Chun got up from the bed, dragged his aching body from a low fever, changed his clothes for going out, tidied himself up, and was going to drive out.

The maid who was guarding the room naturally refused to let him go out, An Chun didn't say a word, but stared at the maid coldly, the maid was chilled by him, so she had to ask for instructions.

In the end, Gu Celin called An Chun, and the maid took the cordless phone to An Chun to answer, but An Chun refused to answer, so the maid had to put the phone to his ear.

Gu Celin asked him, "You are still sick, where do you want to go?"

An Chun felt that he didn't have the strength to speak, and his mouth hurt even when he opened his mouth, so he said in a hoarse voice, "I'm going to see my mother."

After some thought, Gu Celin agreed to An Chun's request.

An Chun sat in the car, the driver drove the car, and under the escort of the bodyguard car, he went to the nursing home where his mother was.

It was already dinner time when we arrived, and An Chun was ill and entered the nursing home. His mother was eating, and her dinner was sumptuous. There were seven or eight exquisite dishes for one person, and the nurse who had been following her was next to her. , a nearly 30-year-old woman named Li Mi, who sat next to her, ate with her, and talked to her.

An Xiangrong had a smile on her face, except for her dull eyes and childish words, she couldn't tell that she was a mental patient at all.

An Chun looked at her from the window, and the doctor came over and said to him, "My wife is in good condition recently. The weather in spring is good, her body and spirit are also good. She also painted a picture a few days ago, which is the backyard. The wisteria flowers in the garden are very nice, Wu Shao, do you want to go and see them?"

An Chun nodded, and the bodyguard behind him said, "Fifth Young Master, why don't you eat dinner first, otherwise it's not good if you're hungry, it's the same for looking at paintings, or after eating."

When the bodyguard said that, the doctor realized the problem and said, "Well, let's have dinner first."

Except for being very stubborn in front of Gu Celin, An Chun is usually gentle in front of others and will not deliberately be stubborn with others, but this time, he is very stubborn, "No, I want to look at the painting first."

The doctor had no choice but to take him to see the paintings first. There are many things in An Xiangrong's studio, but the decoration and other paintings are all in warm colors, which make people feel warm.

On an easel that is still supported, the wisteria flowers are not covered by the cloth, purple and purple tones, warm, wisteria flowers hang down from the shelf in strings, green leaves, dark brown shelf, indeed The painting is very good, and it can only be drawn by people with certain attainments.

An Chun stood in front of the painting and looked at it for a long time, in a daze. Suddenly, a voice came from the door, "Ke Feichen."

An Chun was startled, and looked back, it was his mother who came here at some time and was standing at the door, staring at him in a daze.

He knew that his biological father's surname was Ke, because he had heard the old man of the Gu family scold him once, so he remembered it, but he didn't know his specific name.

An Xiangrong looked at him, this time he didn't go crazy, but walked towards him in a daze, An Chun knew that he looked like An Xiangrong, but he didn't understand why she thought of him as his father again.

Before An Xiangrong took a few steps, the doctor standing on one side had already passed by, and he wanted to pull An Xiangrong, and said, "Ma'am, there is a painting appraisal show you like to watch tonight, it has already started, don't you want to go?" see?"

An Xiangrong glanced at him, then looked at An Chun, and said in a low voice, "Ke Feichen." She was shy and happy like a girl meeting her crush for the first time.

An Chun had already reacted from the daze at this time, rushed over quickly, pushed the doctor away, and hugged An Xiangrong, An Xiangrong was as tall as his chin, being hugged by him like this, his face Buried on his shoulder, An Chun hugged her and whispered, "How are you?"

The doctor wanted to come over and continue to persuade An Xiangrong to watch TV, but An Chun's cold eyes glanced at him, making him stop in his steps.

An Xiangrong looked up at An Chun, with girlish joy in her eyes, "Ke Feichen."

An Chun was in a complicated mood, so he nodded quickly, "It's me. I just saw your painting, it's really good, it's so beautiful."

An Xiangrong relaxed a little, laughed, and said, "I can't draw better than you."

An Chun didn't know that his father knew how to paint, and he couldn't paint himself, so he hesitated for a second before saying, "I still prefer your painting."

An Xiangrong still smiled, looked at An Chun innocently, and said, "Oh, you promised me to go to the beach to sketch with me, when will you fulfill it."

An Chun said, "You can call me whenever you want, you know, I will listen to you."

An Xiangrong said angrily in a low voice, "You know how to be glib. Then go now, are you going?"

An unknown emotion surged in An Chun's heart, which almost made his eyes wet with tears. He said, "It's getting dark outside, how can I sketch now? I'll accompany you tomorrow. Now, what do you want to do?" What."

An Xiangrong thought for a while, and said, "Today is the TV I like to watch, let's watch it."

An Xiangrong didn't get sick all night, An Chun accompanied her to watch TV, it was just for An Xiangrong to watch, it was a very old movie, An Chun had never watched it, presumably it was from An Xiangrong's girlhood films.

After all, An Xiangrong was 50 to [-] years old, she was not in good spirits, she fell asleep just looking at it, An Chun had a low fever, and couldn't hold her, so she asked the tall and strong female nurse to carry her to the bedroom sleep.