Rebirth of Brotherly Love

The first ray of sunlight in the morning spilled into the house through the window screens, illuminating the cold and hard outline of the sleeping man's face in the bedroom.

It was a very handsome face. The high nose bridge and thin lips added a mature man's sexy charm to the whole face, but this face was too cold, even in deep sleep, it seemed to be painted His expression was tense like a layer of glue.

Even the morning sun could not add a trace of warmth to his body.

The man's slightly pale fingers clenched the quilt tightly. Because of too much force, the blood vessels on the back of his hands were exposed, and his brows were slightly frowned. He was obviously troubled by nightmares, and his lips were even bitten out by his teeth. Row of shallow tooth marks.

The harsh alarm clock rang suddenly, awakening An Luo completely from his nightmare.

He looked up at the clock on the wall, it was already seven o'clock in the morning, and he had to attend an important meeting in the company this morning.An Luo rubbed his sore temples and sat up on the bed, walked to the bathroom in his pajamas, rinsed his face with cold water, shook off the memories of nightmares in his mind, and finished washing as quickly as possible.

He took the black shirt on the hanger and put it on, buttoned it meticulously, and then put on a tie. His whole person took on a completely new look, completely turning into the appearance of a business elite.

The man in the mirror looked young, handsome, and radiant. No one would associate the lonely man standing alone in front of the window smoking in the middle of the night with An Luo at this time.

An Luo looked at himself in the glasses, straightened his shirt collar, and then turned and walked to the restaurant.

An Yang was sitting in the dining room reading the newspaper. The man who read the newspaper with a smile while biting the bread gave off a warm feeling unique to a family man.The sunlight just came in from the window and cast it on his body. Under the rendering of the light, his white body seemed to suddenly become dazzling.

After so many years, I thought my heart would be at peace, but every time I saw him, my heart still couldn't help but tighten for a while. It had become an uncontrollable conditioned reflex, a habit and instinct.

An Luo stood there in silence for a moment, looked away from him, took a deep breath, and then said, "Good morning, brother."

An Yang raised his head and smiled at An Luo, "Come over for breakfast."

An Luo lowered his head, walked to the dining table and sat down, took the bread he had prepared, dipped it in the sauce and took a bite - the bread was baked deliciously, and the milk was just warmed up. An Yang is actually very careful Gentleness, but, his tenderness was as early as the moment Su Zihang left...

Thinking of the name Su Zihang, An Luo felt another stabbing pain in his heart, and hurriedly suppressed all the messy thoughts in his mind back to the bottom of his heart.

The atmosphere was too embarrassing, so An Luo looked for a topic and said, "Brother, what news are you watching?"

An Yang kept reading the newspaper in his hand. Hearing An Luo's question, he handed over the newspaper with a smile, pointed to the headline on the newspaper and said, "Shao Rong and his father participated in a project about organ transplantation." Research, and speaking at the Medical Society in London, this kid is quite promising."

The Shao Rong mentioned by An Yang is the nephew of the two. His father, Shao Changgeng, is a surgical genius. Under the influence of his father, Shao Rong also embarked on the path of studying medicine. He is currently practicing in the hospital where Shao Changgeng works.

An Luo looked down at the newspaper, and it turned out to be a photo of Shao Rong giving a speech with a microphone. The crying little boy in his memory is now a handsome young man.

Time flies, and in a blink of an eye, he and An Yang have been brothers for more than 20 years.

The years don't seem to have left too many traces on An Yang's body. Today, he still looks young, with a warm smile on his face. As a golden bachelor, suitors can line up in a long street, but He never fell in love again.An Luo knew that his heart had been left with his lover Su Zihang under the cold tombstone 20 years ago.

After a long silence, An Luo whispered, "Zihang's memorial day...is tomorrow?"

An Yang said calmly: "Yes, I plan to book a ticket for this afternoon and go back to China to see him."

An Luo said, "Let's go together, I happen to have to book a flight back home too."

An Yang looked up suspiciously, "What are you going back for?"

An Luo whispered: "The An family's ancestral house will be demolished soon, and there are some problems that need to be dealt with."

An Yang nodded knowingly, "Okay then, I'll leave it to you to book the ticket."

An Yang said, "Well, don't worry."

***

Arrived at the company on time at eight o'clock in the morning, and took the elevator to the office on the 28th floor. The young and beautiful assistant Lisa had been waiting there for a long time. After seeing An Luo, she greeted her with a smile, "Mr. An, good morning."

"Morning." An Luo nodded to her, and while hanging the suit on the hanger at the door, he sat on the swivel chair in front of the desk and flipped through the itinerary she handed over, "What's the plan for tomorrow?"

"Tomorrow afternoon, there will be a meeting within the group that requires you to attend, and tonight you will be attending Mr. Zhou's birthday party..."

An Luo frowned, "Find a way to push it off, I need three days of vacation."

Lisa hesitated, "Okay, I see."

She has worked as an assistant here for a year, and she has already figured out An Luo's temper. An Luo is cold and unsmiling, like a moving statue. The consequences of angering him are very serious. How serious is it? People knew, because no one dared to try to provoke him.

As a personal assistant, the only thing she can do is obey orders, absolutely obey orders.

An Luo was very satisfied with this clever assistant, looked up at her, and said, "By the way, I have booked two tickets to go back to China this afternoon. I want to go back. If there is anything that the vice president can handle in the past three days, I can't handle it." Call me again."

Lisa nodded respectfully: "Understood."

"Okay, you go out."

After dismissing the assistant, An Luo stood up from the seat, poured a glass of water in his hand, walked to the floor-to-ceiling windows, and quietly watched the noisy street scene under his feet.

Different from the place where he was born, this city is very prosperous, with high-rise commercial districts, and buildings that rise from the ground have a modern urban fashion design appearance, and the cold and hard metal materials glow in the golden sunlight in the morning. Layers of dazzling gloss.

None of the buildings here are lower than [-] floors. The buildings of the business kingdom look very majestic, but they reveal the unique cruelty and indifference of the business kingdom built by money.

If you stand too high, the vehicles and people on the street below will look very small.

I still remember that when he was a child, he lived with his mother at his grandmother’s house. It was a small country town. There was a big cherry tree planted in the yard of his grandmother’s house. When the cherries were ripe, he would stand barefoot on the tree. Pick cherries, pick a full bowl, and eat them all in a short time.

At that time, he had never seen such a tall building, and the surrounding houses were all two or three-story buildings. Standing upstairs, he could greet friends downstairs; at that time, he had never thought about the strangeness of companies and finance. At that time, he was not as indifferent as he is now, and he even smiled at people.

After his mother died, he was taken back to his family by his father, and his life began to change completely.

Now, finally standing at the highest point of power, An Luo found that he was not happy.

It's hard for him to even have a good night's sleep.

The repeated nightmares always woke him up at two or three o'clock in the morning. Over the past few years, his body has lost weight, and his spirit has become worse and worse than before.Coupled with the unspeakable secret love complex for his elder brother, his mood has been in a state of extreme depression, and he even needs a psychiatrist to relieve his burden.

very tired.But the An family has no heirs until now, and the company left by his father cannot be destroyed in his own hands, so he can only continue to persevere.

I just don't know what the meaning of my insistence is for.It is impossible for the An family to have offspring. No matter how much money they earn, no one will inherit it. When he dies, if there is no successor to the An family's property, after a lifetime of hard work, it will eventually come to naught.

The phone on the table rang again, and An Luo suddenly felt a little bored.

Turning back to pick up the phone, it was indeed the call from the assistant Lisa, and reported to him that all the things explained just now have been completed, and the flight ticket has been booked for the flight at 03:30 in the afternoon. An Luo said thank you and hung up the phone.

Sitting in the swivel chair in silence for a while, An Luo picked up the phone and dialed another number.

"Lawyer Zhang? Come to my office, um, come here now...I want to make a will."

It may be hard to imagine why such a young man suddenly thought of making a will, and only An Luo understood the reason for making a will so early.

He has no parents, no lover, no children, and no other relatives except An Yang.If one day he dies suddenly in a corner of the world, maybe not too many people will feel sorry for him.

Living alone, always prepare for the worst.

Perhaps when he died, the only thing he could do was to leave his inheritance to An Yang.

Although those inheritances were nothing in An Yang's eyes, they were all his hard work.

The author has something to say: Many people have misunderstood. The cp of this article is not An Yang. An Yang and Su Zihang are a pair, irreversible. he.

There will be a good attack waiting for An Luo, An Luo, be prepared >_

An Luo (frowned): I'm not interested in him.

A Gong (appears suddenly from behind, smiling): What did brother just say?

An Luo (the hairs on his back stand on end): ...you didn't say anything, you must be hallucinating.