Rebirth of Brotherly Love

An Luo picked up the pen and was about to sign the will when Lawyer Zhang asked in a low voice: "Mr. An, have you... thought it through?"

An Luo signed his name resolutely, and said lightly without raising his head: "Well, it's very clear."

Donate [-]% of his private property anonymously to Shao Rong and his son's organ transplantation research center in the UK, and the rest of the property will be inherited by his brother An Yang. This is the best and only way An Luo can think of.

Anyway, I don't plan to get married and have children in this life. The only relative around me is An Yang. If An Yang is unwilling to accept this inheritance, then it's up to him how to deal with it.Maybe he will leave all his property to Shao Rong, not necessarily.

After making the will, An Luo turned around and came to the meeting room, and drove home in a hurry after the meeting.

For some reason, he always felt a little restless today. It may be that the nightmare about the car accident last night reminded him of many things in the past. Just now he was distracted frequently in the company, and his state has been very bad.

I'm going back to China in the afternoon, why not go back and pack my luggage now.

When I got home, An Yang was sleeping. An Luo pushed open the door of his bedroom and saw him lying on the bed smiling after falling asleep... Driven by the instinctive desire in his heart, An Luo walked gently Arriving at his bedside, slowly leaning over...

The heartbeat began to speed up uncontrollably, and the person he was thinking about day and night was right in front of him, just a few centimeters lower, and he could touch his eyebrows and lips.

How many times have I kissed him in my dreams, but now, with him in front of me, An Luo found that he couldn't make such an outrageous gesture as a kiss.

An Yang wears a ring on his hand. This wedding diamond ring has been worn by him for many years, which proves that Su Zihang's status in his heart is unmatched. At this moment, it seems to be the most intuitive mockery... He There was a smile on his lips, maybe he dreamed of the beautiful scene with Su Zihang in the past, he would show such a warm and happy smile even in his dreams...

There was no way An Luo could kiss him in this situation.

He even felt that what he did was an insult to him and Su Zihang.

I had no choice but to suppress the surging emotions in my heart, turned around stiffly, walked out of An Yang's bedroom, and then gently closed the door.

It's not that he doesn't want to fight for himself, it's just that he knows An Yang and Su Zihang too well. He has seen everything from their acquaintance to their love, and the relationship between the two has no room for anyone to intervene.

He didn't dare to show his heart to An Yang, and he didn't want to make himself a sad laughing stock, so he could only keep this feeling in his heart, let it rot and mold in the bottom of his heart, and gradually turned into a tumor-like existence.

An Luo took a deep breath, slowly relieving the suffocating pain in his chest, then turned and walked back to the bedroom, took out the suitcase and packed his luggage.

***

At two o'clock in the afternoon, An Yang woke up, went to the living room and found that An Luo was sitting on the sofa watching TV, and a ball game from last night was being replayed on the TV. An Luo's attention was not on the game, but hung down. His head was staring at the floor, and his head was moving bit by bit, obviously fighting against drowsiness.

An Yang couldn't help smiling, walked to him and patted his shoulder lightly, "Xiao Luo, if you're sleepy, go to bed."

An Luo suddenly woke up from a daze, and when he met An Yang's smiling eyes, his face blushed a little, coughed, and said, "I... am not sleepy."

An Yang asked, "Why sleep on the sofa? I'm not afraid of catching a cold."

An Luo touched his nose and said, "I was afraid of missing the flight, so I didn't go back to the bedroom..."

Seeing his embarrassed face, An Yang smiled slightly, and changed the subject: "Have you booked the ticket?"

An Luo nodded: "Well, it's the plane at 03:30 in the afternoon, what time is it?"

An Yang looked down at his watch, "Two o'clock."

An Luo said, "Then get ready and go to the airport."

An Yang nodded, turned around and walked to the bedroom, "I'll change my clothes, you go get the car."

An Luo looked at his back and asked, "Do you want to call the driver over?"

An Yang waved his hand and said, "No, I'll drive."

***

An Yang's driving skills are very good. After staying in Vancouver for two years, he has been able to roughly write down the road signs here, and he will not get lost when he often drives out.

Looking at the buildings flashing by outside the window, An Luo suddenly realized that he was still very unfamiliar with this city.

Perhaps because he is a nostalgic person, the hometown in his heart has always been the small town where he grew up when he was a child. As for the city where he has lived for a long time and now settled in Vancouver, it is just a place for him to settle down, and he does not spend time on it. To care about the folk customs, architecture and traffic of this city.

Unlike An Yang, in just two years, he has been able to get along here like a duck to water.

An Yang didn't like playing music while driving, and the car was very quiet. Being alone with him made An Luo flustered, so he had to turn his head to look at the scenery outside the window.

Seeing that his younger brother kept pointing the back of his head at him, An Yang couldn't help asking in doubt, "What are you looking at?"

An Luo's back stiffened, and he hurriedly said, "It's nothing."

An Yang didn't notice his abnormality, so he smiled and said, "I want to stay a few more days when I return to China this time. You don't need to talk to me, just go back to Canada after finishing your business."

"Hmm..." An Luo paused, "Is there anything important for you to stay for a few more days?"

An Yang shook his head: "No, I just plan to stay for a while and visit the place he once said."

——The "he" mentioned by An Yang is naturally Su Zihang.

An Luo's nose suddenly felt a little sour.

An Yang could mention Su Zihang without hesitation in front of him, but he could only pretend to be a listener as if nothing had happened.An Yang will never know that the person who listened silently has actually always liked him for many years.

Along the way, An Luo didn't speak any more.

The car finally arrived at the airport at three o'clock, and there wasn't enough time. The two didn't stop at the airport for too long and went directly to check in. When they arrived on the plane, the seats were indeed linked together.

The two put their luggage away, sat down and fastened their seat belts, and turned off their mobile phones as required.After the well-worn safety video was played, the plane finally slid off the course and took off.

Seeing An Luo frowning and looking exhausted, An Yang said softly, "If you are sleepy, go to sleep." After that, he thoughtfully helped him adjust the seat to a comfortable angle.

An Luo looked back at An Yang, and said, "Then... I'll sleep for a while."

An Yang smiled slightly, "Well, go to sleep, I'll call you again if something happens."

An Luo was so sleepy that he soon fell into a deep sleep. Unknowingly, he tilted his head to one side and leaned gently on An Yang's shoulder.An Yang didn't push him away, but adjusted his posture to make him lean more comfortably.

Out of boredom, he took out the magazine on the back of the chair and flipped through it. Just after turning two pages, the plane suddenly started to vibrate violently, and all the oxygen bags used for emergency rescue on the top of his head fell off.

The rest of the announcement was drowned out by the screams of the passengers.

An Yang turned his head and looked out the window. The plane was already high in the sky, and the left wing suddenly burst into flames. It was obvious that an accident had occurred. The plane would explode within a minute. The probability of escape... approximately equal to zero.

The cabin was already in chaos, screams, cries, and various voices of men, women, and children mixed together, causing eardrums to ache.

Do you want to wake An Luo up?

An Yang hesitated for a moment, but finally dismissed the idea.

If he really wanted to die here, it might be a good thing to let him die in a deep sleep without too much struggle.

Compared with the hysteria of those around him, An Yang was very calm, and he even felt extremely relaxed in his heart.Because he has nothing to miss, and the only person he misses is already lying under the cold tombstone.

An Yang gently closed his eyes, waiting for the god of death to come. Many images flashed through his mind instantly, the most of which were the scenes of going through life and death with Su Zihang back then, the gorgeous ball when he first met him, the first The night when I kissed him once, the sky where the stars twinkled... Those clear memories are still as fresh as yesterday.

Everything about Zihang actually doesn't need to be carefully recalled at all, because he... never forgot.

At this moment, a young woman in the aisle suddenly rushed over frantically, and her high-heeled shoes stepped on An Luo's feet in a panic. An Luo, who was sleeping, was stepped on like this, and woke up frowning.

There were crying voices all around, An Luo was stunned for a few seconds, and suddenly realized, he quickly took An Yang's hand and said, "Brother! Go!"

An Yang pressed his hand calmly, "Where can you go?"

Looking at the flames in front of him, An Luo's eyes became hot, and he choked up and said, "Brother..."

An Yang looked back into An Luo's eyes, smiled slightly, and said, "Compared to dying of old age and sickness, it's actually not bad for us to die together like this."

Seeing his flat smile, An Luo suddenly couldn't say a word.

An Yang is so calm and composed at all times, but An Luo can't be so indifferent. He still has a lot of things that he can't let go of... No, actually there is nothing he can't let go of.

Money, reputation, rights, status, and even feelings, these are things that you don’t bring with you when you are born, and you don’t take away when you die. What can’t you let go of?To be able to die with An Yang, on the same plane on the same day, and to be burned to ashes together after death, may be the best end of his life.

An Luo was silent for a moment, held his hand tightly, turned around, and said seriously: "Brother, actually I..."

Amid the sudden blasting sound, everything in front of him was submerged by the flames all over the sky. An Yang's smiling face became the last picture frozen in his memory.

The world was instantly silent, and consciousness became blurred.

Actually I like you.

Silently liked for a long, long time.

This sentence, finally still did not have time to say it.

5月23日，加拿大航空公司一架客机于当地时间15点30分从温哥华国际机场起飞，于当地时间15点50分与控制中心失去联系，随后在距离机场3公里处坠毁。

All 117 people on board were killed and none survived.