Rebirth of Brotherly Love

An Luo locked the door behind his back in the bedroom, his pale fingers tightly gripping the wheelchair, the feeling of suffocation in his chest, like a surging tide, submerged his entire heart without a gap.

Every time he took a breath, his lungs seemed to be squeezed by a pair of hands, soreness rose from his nose, and warm mist kept rising from his eyes, but he pressed it back desperately——

EndlessLove, unending, unresponsive, desperate love...

An Ze asked him what he thought of this kind of relationship, how should he answer?What should I do if I fall in love with someone who shouldn't be loved, who will never be able to give back?What can be done?

When he met An Yang in his previous life, he was still an ignorant young man, but An Yang was already tall and handsome.In my memory, An Yang always likes to wear white suits. He looks elegant and calm. He grew up in a wealthy family, and he has an innate noble temperament. Even if he sits there and doesn't say anything, It will instantly attract everyone's attention.

An Yang has a twin sister named An Fei. The relationship between the two brothers and sisters has always been very good. Whenever they attend various receptions, the gentle and handsome brother An Yang and the beautiful and charming younger sister An Fei, the twin brothers and sisters will always become the most attractive in the audience. The focus of attention.

The brothers and sisters are often invited by handsome men and beautiful women to dance an elegant waltz on the dance floor, moving, spinning, gorgeous dance steps accompanied by beautiful music, handsome An Yang, beautiful Anfei, a pair of children will always be the greatest pride of the father .

And An Luo, who couldn't dance or socialize, could only stand silently in the corner drinking.

Cup after cup of icy liquid flowed down his throat, not even a trace of warmth in his heart.

Drinking was the first thing the young An Luo learned after returning to An's house.

My father said that a man must have a good drinker capacity. In the future, in the business world, you can only pretend to be drunk, but you can't really be drunk.

The young An Luo was forced to drink all kinds of wine, white wine, red wine, and wine by the bartender invited by his father. His father asked him to learn to distinguish the degrees and brands of various wines within a month. He didn't even care about An Luo before that. Never touched alcohol.

An Luo didn't know how to drink at first, and the strong stimulation when the cold liquid poured into his throat made him even cry, and his stomach felt as uncomfortable as it was being burned.He vomited so darkly while lying on the toilet that he even wanted to vomit out his entire stomach until his mouth was full of sour water... The feeling of twisting and throbbing in his stomach was deeply imprinted in the memory of the young An Luo inside.

After vomiting, the pale An Luo dragged his exhausted body back to the bedroom in embarrassment, sleeping on the bed only to feel a splitting headache... Such a painful night after being drunk, without anyone by his side.

Only the gentle An Yang would bring him a glass of warm water when he woke up the next day.

The warm water was sent to the stomach, and the only warmth seemed to be sent to the bottom of my heart.

He fell in love with An Yang, perhaps because of the coveted warmth An Yang gave him.

An Luo is the illegitimate son of his father outside. He has been fostered at his grandmother's house since he was a child. Even when he returned to An's house, he was secretly picked up by the housekeeper.He originally thought that his elder brother An Yang would hate his unknown younger brother, but he didn't expect that An Yang treated him very well without any prejudice, caring and taking care of him like an elder brother treats a younger brother.

However, An Yang's feelings for him are just the feelings of an older brother towards a younger brother.

An Luo knew very well that the glamorous An Yang was the real successor of the An family, and An Luo was just a spare tire that his father took home to cultivate.The An family has business in both black and white. If something happens to An Yang, there will be no successors with An Luo. My father wants to hold two trump cards, one in the open and one in the dark.

But even if it only existed as a "spare tire", An Luo never blamed his father and brother, and followed An Yang as a small follower with peace of mind, trying to learn everything An Yang taught him.Life was not peaceful, but An Luo was in a peaceful mood. He just stayed by An Yang's side as a spare tire, helping him and sharing the pressure for him. This is very good, and he is already very satisfied.

Originally thought that he could always be a follower by his brother's side, but he didn't expect that An Yang would fall in love with Su Zihang—the young police officer who stayed by his side as a bodyguard, but was actually the young police officer sent by the police to An's family as an undercover agent, Su Zihang.

The love between the two of them is vigorous, An Yang loves Su Zihang so much, he even wants to leave all the underworld business for Su Zihang, take him abroad to get married, do some small business abroad with peace of mind, and live a peaceful and peaceful life...

When An Yang smiled and said to him: "Xiao Luo, I proposed to Zihang today, and he agreed. I plan to take Zihang abroad to get a marriage certificate after a while, and then settle there. From now on, An's business will be I'm leaving it to you..."

An Luo will never forget his mood at that time.

It was a feeling of a heart being torn to pieces and thrown on the ground.

He remembers trying to squeeze out a smile, and said calmly, "Don't worry, brother, there won't be any problems with me in the An family..." Maybe only he knows how bitter he is.

An Yang patted him on the shoulder lightly and said, "Brother believes in you."

The place on his shoulder that he patted was as uncomfortable as a needle prick. An Luo didn't know how to react. He couldn't laugh or cry, so he could only stand silently, watching An Yang's back disappear into the blur in sight.

——Brother, you decided to marry Zihang abroad, what about An Luo?He must take over the burden you entrusted him with, and use his young shoulders to support the huge family business. He doesn't even need to be your follower, does he?

Later, many changes happened. An Yang did not take Su Zihang abroad as he wished. Su Zihang's identity as an undercover agent was suddenly exposed, and he was brutally killed by an accomplice of the underworld in the apartment where they lived together. When An Yang went home and saw Su Zihang's body Almost collapsed... and An Luo could only calmly take the broken brother away forcibly.

Later, a conspiratorial car accident nearly disabled An Yang's legs. An Luo took his brother abroad for treatment. Since then, An Luo, who was a spare tire, officially became the successor of the An family.

An Luo's temper became more and more indifferent, but whenever he faced his elder brother An Yang, the barrier of indifference that wrapped him tightly would involuntarily melt and dissipate...

Because An Yang was the only person who gave him warmth in the long darkness.

Until the moment when he died in the air crash, An Luo's hard-working love finally came to an incomplete end.

Since his rebirth, An Luo has decided to forget the past and start a new life.

Everything about An Yang became more and more blurred under his deliberate neglect.

However, Anze's questioning today instantly evoked the most secret scar buried deep in his heart.

Memories of the past quickly churned in my mind, and the long-lost pain surged out of the gap dug in my heart again... The empty heart seemed to be filled with a sharp cold wind.

Endless, unresponsive, hopeless love.

It turned out that he had never really forgotten.

***

An Luo sat in the bedroom, and it took him a long time to calm down.

Turning the wheelchair to the bathroom, washing his face with cold water, looking at himself in the mirror, his pale face was so similar to An Luo's every time he woke up from a nightmare in his previous life.

Why do they look so similar even after being reborn?How can I completely let go of An Luo in the past?

When An Luo finally tidied up his emotions and came out of the bathroom, he heard a knock on the door.

"Brother, come out for dinner." An Ze's voice was very low, without any emotion, he knocked on the door, then turned and walked away.

Hearing his low voice, An Luo suddenly felt that he had overreacted just now. Maybe An Ze just asked casually, but because he touched his sore foot, he lost control of his emotions, and the behavior of slamming the door in front of his brother, recalled It does sound childish.

But Anze was not angry, and went to the kitchen to prepare dinner...

An Luo opened the door and turned the wheelchair to the dining room. Sure enough, he saw a table of food on the table, all of which were his favorite dishes. There was also a fragrant peanut chicken foot soup in the clay pot specially used for soup.

Beside the fragrant dining table, Anze's expression was not as gentle as usual, but rather cold and stiff.Looking at the sumptuous food on the table, An Luo felt a little ashamed when he remembered the scene of getting angry at him just now, so he smiled at his brother rarely.It's a pity that the younger brother was serving the meal with his head down, and he ignored him at all.

An Luo is not a person who is good at words, and it is impossible to apologize to his brother. Since An Ze did not speak, An Luo did not want to take the initiative to break the silence, so he took the bowl and ate alone.

I don't know how long it took, the two ate silently facing each other, the food on the plate was quickly eaten up, and there was only one spare rib left.An Luo's chopsticks stretched out, trying to pick up the last piece of ribs, but they just collided with An Ze's chopsticks.

Raising his head, he met Anze's unusually deep gaze.

Both of them were holding a rib, and neither of them would let it go first. After a moment of stubborn confrontation, An Luo felt that he was very naive to grab the ribs with his younger brother, so he had to let it go.

An Ze picked up the rib and gently put it in An Luo's bowl.

An Luo heard him whisper, "It was for you, brother."

The corners of his lips were slightly raised, as if he was smiling, but that lonely smile made An Luo feel anxious.

An Luo wanted to say something, but Anze's phone rang suddenly. The unique ringtone seemed to be a summoning call for their army. He immediately stood up and said, "I have something to go out for a while."

An Luo asked suspiciously, "Is there an urgent mission?"

Anze said, "Yes."

He turned around and took off the military uniform from the hanger, put it on quickly, and then put on the hat. The young officer had no expression on his resolute and handsome face. He just looked back at An Luo and said, "Brother, go to bed early after dinner, don't wait I'm back."

An Luo looked at the tall and straight back of his younger brother in military uniform. The black belt around his waist perfectly displayed his model-like inverted triangle figure. The neat military uniform without a trace of wrinkle seemed to add a touch of majesty to his body .

Although he looks resolute, upright, calm and mature, he is already a major at a young age, but he is also a younger brother who is three years younger than himself... The younger brother still needs his elder brother's care, and it must be dangerous for him to go out urgently to perform a mission.

An Luo thought for a while, and still said what a brother should say: "An Ze, be careful."

Anze stopped, his back was unnaturally stiff.

Such concern... how long has it been since I heard it?

After a moment of silence, Anze recovered his voice, and said in a low voice, "Don't worry, I won't let anything happen to me until I get what I want." After a slight pause, he turned to look at An Luo, "I'll come back to see you safely, brother."

Then he turned around, closed the door and left.

What he said just now had a strange and forceful aura, which even gave An Luo the illusion that "no matter what this younger brother wants, he will never escape his palm".

An Luo looked down at the last piece of ribs in the bowl—when Anze and Anze were clamping that piece of ribs just now, the first thought in An Luo's mind was "He wants to eat it too, so he came to grab it", and he took the initiative to let it go. He gave the chopsticks to Anze, but he never expected that Anze was planning to hold them for him.

He picked up the last rib and put it in his brother's bowl.

The complicated Anze, the incomprehensible Anze, what exactly does he want?