Rebirth of Brotherly Love

The next morning, when An Luo woke up, he found a honey-colored chest in front of him. He took a breath and smelled a familiar smell. He actually buried his head in his chest and slept all night...

"Brother, are you awake?" Anze's voice suddenly rang in his ears, An Luo's face was pressed against his chest, and he even felt that his voice came from his chest. When he spoke, his chest vibrated, and his voice was deep The shock made An Luo's scalp tingle.

An Luo froze, quickly moved his face away from his chest, turned around and sat up.Recalling the scene of him trembling while hugging him last night, An Luo's face flushed slightly from embarrassment, coughed, and said, "I... last night..."

An Ze also sat up, glanced at An Luo, smiled slightly, and helped him out: "I know, my brother was just having a nightmare last night."

An Luo was silent for a moment, then shook his head, "Perhaps... it's not just as simple as dreaming."

Anze was a little puzzled, "Brother?"

An Luo didn't know how to say it.He especially didn't want to tell Anze about being diagnosed with schizophrenia. For some reason, he always felt embarrassed to tell Anze about this kind of thing. In addition, he was not even sure which one was the real one. An Luo, which one is the hallucination caused by schizophrenia is even more difficult to say.

In his dream last night, a very bloody and cruel scene reappeared. He saw himself being taken to an abandoned factory. The faces of those people were blurred and their laughter sounded hideous. Someone tied his hands and feet. He got up, picked up a whip, and whipped him hard.

The shirt was all shredded, and bloodstains were drawn out of his body. An Luo gritted his teeth and didn't make a sound of resistance. Those people seemed unwilling, and picked up an iron rod and hit his leg hard.

The dull sound of the iron rod hitting the bone rang clearly in his ears, and the sharp pain as if his whole body was being knocked off finally made him completely faint.

Before he lost consciousness, he kept hinting to himself repeatedly, don't die, just get through it, he must not die...

An Luo recalled the moment when he was reborn. When he woke up in the hospital, he did have a lot of whip wounds on his body, and his legs were indeed broken. From this, it can be inferred that the dream last night—maybe it shouldn't be called It was a dream, but a reappearance of An Luo's memory.Otherwise, it will not be clear enough to empathize.

It seems that this An Luo was indeed beaten after being kidnapped, but he still held his breath so that he would not die. So, did he die in the end?

Who am I?Is it a hallucination produced by his schizophrenia?Or An Luo who borrowed his body to be reborn?

Which of the two possibilities is true?If it is schizophrenia, how can the past events about An Yang be explained?If it is resurrection from a dead body, why does it resonate with this body?

The more An Luo thought about it, the more he had a headache, and he couldn't help but put his hand on his throbbing temple.

Suddenly, someone gently held his fingers, and Anze's deep voice came from next to his ear: "Brother, don't think about it anymore, it doesn't matter if you can't remember, don't force yourself."

Stop pushing yourself...

Everyone is pushing An Luo, and everyone hopes that An Luo can remember the past.The family hopes that he can remember the past and return to the An Luo they are familiar with, and the police hope that he can remember the past to help them solve the case.But Anze said, it doesn't matter, don't force yourself...

Because only Anze truly cared for his brother.No matter what his brother has become, no matter whether his brother remembers the past or not, he still loves him as before.

Anze's feelings for his brother are much deeper than imagined...

An Luo suddenly couldn't bear to tell An Ze the cruel fact that "your brother is dead".

***

After breakfast, An Yang called An Ze to the study to talk, but An Ze was blocked from the door, so he had to go back to the living room to watch TV with Susie.

Susie is a very special woman. Wearing a wig and a dress, she is a delicate and gentle lady, but when she takes off her wig and picks up a gun, she is a shrewd and capable young policewoman.

An Ze looked at her, was silent for a moment, and couldn't help asking: "You pretended to be Xu Wan, but no one saw through it?"

Su Xi smiled and said: "Xu Wan was sent abroad to study since she was ten years old, and she stayed at home for no more than seven days a year. After I pretended to be Xu Wan and returned to China, her adoptive father was too busy to see me , her brother Xu Shaoqian is also a trapeze artist, and he managed to meet each other without talking more than ten sentences. If this is still discovered, then I can go to jump the Yangtze River."

Anze was silent for a moment, then nodded, "After Xiaowan went abroad, she really seldom had contact with the country. It's easy to pretend, and you also look seventy percent similar to her." Wei Wei paused, "You don't need to continue now. Are you pretending to be her?"

Susie said: "No, Miss Xu's plane left the country this morning, and I found what I wanted to check."

Anze asked: "You pretended to be her to investigate my brother's case?"

Su Xi said: "Well, it's to check Xu Shaoqian's background."

Anze frowned slightly, "Is Xu Shaoqian also related to this matter?"

Susie said: "He has known your brother for many years, and his feelings for your brother don't seem to be as simple as friends."

Anze suddenly turned his head, "What did you say?"

Suzy was taken aback by his reaction, froze for a moment, and then said: "Uh, I mean, his feelings for your brother are not simple, he has your brother's picture in his wallet, and there are many two in the bedroom. In the photo with two people, the relationship should be much deeper than that of ordinary friends. However, during the time your brother had an accident, he had been shooting commercials in Paris, so there should be no suspicion."

Anze frowned slightly.

Susie gave him a strange look, "Are you familiar with Xu Shaoqian?"

Anze said coldly: "Not familiar."

***

In the study, An Luo sat in a wheelchair expressionlessly.

An Yang poured a cup of coffee and handed it to him, "Do you want coffee?"

An Luo shook his head, "No need."

An Yang smiled slightly, took back the coffee cup, and took a few sips, "You said before that your brother only drinks Blue Mountain coffee. Is there any special reason?"

An Luo was silent for a moment, and said: "He likes something, he never looks for the reason, he just cares about his own happiness. For example, he fell in love with the black rose after seeing it at a flower show back then. His character is like this, Very reckless."

An Yang touched his chin thoughtfully, "It seems a bit like me."

An Luo gave him a cold look.

An Yang smiled slightly, "You still refuse to see a psychiatrist?"

An Luo shook his head, "No need, because I'm sure that my memory is not a hallucination caused by schizophrenia."

An Yang looked at him with interest, "But An Luo, what mental patients have in common is that they never think they are mentally ill. Don't be stubborn. As long as a psychiatrist comes to give you an evaluation, you can be sure whether you are mentally ill or not. Not sick."

An Luo lowered his head and pondered for a moment, then suddenly said: "If I am schizophrenic, then my hallucinations must be related to abnormal brain function, and that abnormality can be treated with corresponding drugs. Symptoms of hallucinations will be reduced or even disappear."

An Yang nodded, "From a medical point of view, it is true."

An Luo took out the box of medicine from his pocket, "This box of medicine was given to me by Miss Su. It is said that it is the chlorpromazine that I used to treat schizophrenia before I lost my memory. If I continue to take it now, what about my brother? But the memory still does not disappear, can it be proved that those are not hallucinations?"

An Yang thought for a while and said, "If the condition is very serious, the medicine may not be effective."

An Luo said with a cold face: "Are you sure that I must suffer from schizophrenia?"

"I just believed in the doctor's diagnosis," Anyang said.

An Luo was silent for a moment, raised his head and said, "You said that the memories in my mind are all hallucinations, and the people and things in my hallucinations don't really exist, right?"

An Yang nodded, "Of course hallucinations are illusions that don't exist."

"What if the person in my hallucination really exists, and...his description is exactly the same as my memory?"

An Yang shook his head, "That's impossible."

An Luo rested his chin and was silent for a moment thoughtfully, as if he had thought of a way. When he raised his head, there was some rare joy in his eyes, "Perhaps, I can find evidence. Can I borrow your computer?"

An Yang glanced at him suspiciously, but still held the computer in front of An Luo.

An Luo turned on the computer, "Can I use your mailbox to send an email by the way?"

"Of course." An Yang nodded, opened the webpage and logged in to his mailbox.

An Luo quickly typed an email address in the recipient: [email protected], and then wrote a few simple words in the email: "Xiaorong, are you okay? Do you remember your two uncles?" What happened in the air crash? An Luo once made a will, and all the property was inherited by An Yang, but their brother died in the same air crash. You are the only person who has the right to inherit the property. Did the lawyer find you later? If you I’m still using this email address, please reply quickly.”

An Luo pressed the send button, and then began to wait silently.

An Yang was a little curious, "Is this Xiao Rong also the person in your hallucination?"

An Luo gave him a cold look, "Xiao Rong is not a hallucination, he is my nephew. When I passed away, he was less than 20 years old, and he must be alive now."

An Yang rubbed his nose, "When you died..." He felt that An Luo's schizophrenia was so severe that he needed to be locked up in a mental hospital and he should be sent to a doctor as soon as possible.

An Luo looked back at him and said, "I know you won't believe it. Even I find this incident unbelievable. I had an air crash on a plane returning from Vancouver 27 years ago. When I woke up, I came to here."

An Yang touched his nose again, "Rebirth Time Traveling, this kind of TV series is outdated, and science fiction themes are more popular now."

The chicken talked to the duck, but An Luo didn't bother to talk to him.

Looking back at the computer, there was still no response from the mailbox, An Yang couldn't help but said: "Your little Rong didn't reply, have you given up now?"

An Luo was silent for a moment, "No... At this time, he should be in the operating room, and it's not necessarily true that he hasn't seen the email."

An Yang smiled and asked, "Is he still a doctor?"

An Luo said: "Well, he works as a doctor in the UK. Together with his father, he specializes in the problem of multi-organ combined transplantation." After a slight pause, "He is a very good boy. In fact, my brother and I did a lot back then. I'm sorry. His matter, but he didn't blame us, he still treats us like relatives... I don't know what's going on with him now..."

An Yang listened to what he said, and finally suppressed his smile slowly.

The hallucinations of mental patients are usually fragmented fragments, which are difficult to connect and explain with common sense, but An Luo's hallucinations are a very complete life, and even everyone in the hallucinations has their corresponding personality, Occupation, even love and hatred...

Is it really just an illusion?

An Luo looked normal, calm, and rational, not like a psychopath at all.

Seeing An Luo's serious expression, An Yang's heart softened, so he had to compromise and said: "Okay, I will believe what you said for now, and I will give you two more days. If the email is still not received by the night after tomorrow Respond, then you must follow my arrangement and see a psychiatrist."

"Okay, just wait for two days." An Luo nodded, turned the wheelchair, turned and went out.

Just as the wheelchair slid to the door, there was a beeping sound from the computer.An Yang turned his head and moved the mouse, and saw an unread letter displayed in the lower right corner, and the sender was from doctoravin.

"An Luo, wait." An Yang stretched out his hand to grab An Luo's wheelchair, with a serious expression on his face.

An Luo turned around suspiciously, and An Yang said with a serious face: "The Shao Rong you mentioned has replied."