Rebirth of Brotherly Love

Looking at An Luo's calm and indifferent profile from beginning to end, An Yang couldn't help but admire, "Your marksmanship is really good."

Seeing the blood on his thumb, An Luo immediately grabbed his wrist and said, "Let me see the wound."

Rolling up his sleeves, An Luo couldn't help but frowned when he saw the glaring blood on his arm and the hideous wounds left by the bullets into his muscles, and said in a low voice, "Is it serious? I've lost so much blood." Blood."

An Yang smiled slightly, "It's just a small injury, a little blood won't kill you."

"Don't move." An Luo interrupted him with a cold face, but his voice became much gentler, "I'll bandage you first."

As he spoke, he lowered his head, tore open his shirt sleeve with his teeth, and carefully bandaged An Yang's injured arm.

An Luo didn't notice that An Ze, who was sitting in the front row, didn't say a word from the beginning to the end. He just occasionally glanced at the picture of An Luo in the back seat bowing his head to bandage An Yang from the rearview mirror inside the car, and his heart gradually rose. There was a wave of doubt, and a strange sense of discomfort.

——Brother and An Yang, when did you become so familiar?

——Why would he be so nervous about a strange policeman?

***

According to An Yang's instructions, the car drove to a residential area in the center of the city.

An Luo inexplicably felt that the environment outside the window was a bit familiar, especially the square that he passed by just now, where he seemed to have seen it before.But it was late at night, and the scenery outside was not clear, and An Luo didn't want to think too much. After An Ze parked the car, he got out of the car with An Yang and walked towards the elevator together.

The elevator stopped on the top floor of the 40th floor. An Yang walked to room 12, took out the key card and swiped it, and then entered the password to open the double security door. Then he invited the two of them into the room and turned on the headlight in the living room.

This is a living room of about 120 square meters, with three bedrooms and two living rooms. The layout is reasonable and it looks very spacious.

The furniture and decoration in the house are in European style. A double-layer crystal chandelier is installed on the top of the living room. When the switch is turned on, the lit lamp looks like a lit candle, which is very beautiful.In addition, the sofa, wine cabinet and table are all in a uniform ivory color, with exquisite carvings on the corners of the table, and a soft white carpet on the floor.

The owner of this home obviously enjoys life very much, and the whole living room is furnished extremely comfortably.

As soon as Anze entered the door, he said coldly: "You talk, I'll go to the bathroom."

Looking at his back, he seemed to be in a hurry. An Luo thought that he probably drank too much water. He was so anxious after holding back in the car for so long. He looked in the direction of the bathroom and didn't care. An Luo turned his head and rushed to An Luo. Yang said: "This is your secret stronghold?"

An Yang smiled slightly and said, "This is my home."

An Luo was a little surprised, "The house in the western suburbs is..."

An Yang said: "It's just left by my parents, and I live here occasionally. This is my real home. I usually come back here after get off work. Colleagues, friends, many people know my place. It faces the Xilin City Police Station , the opposite is the Central People's Hospital where you lived before."

No wonder the surrounding environment seemed familiar when the car drove in just now. It turns out that this place is the location of the city center.

An Yang looked out the window and said, "They probably wouldn't have thought that I would take you directly to this most dangerous place."

An Luo nodded and said, "I didn't expect you to be so bold. Perhaps, they are still searching your unknown hiding places. I didn't expect that you would take me directly back to the city center."

An Yang said: "I also have a house in a resort by the sea. I think they are probably chasing there at the moment."

An Luo was silent for a moment, and couldn't help asking in doubt: "How do you have so many houses?"

An Yang said flatly: "My parents are in business, they are very rich, and they left those two houses when they went abroad."

An Luo was puzzled again: "Your parents are businessmen, why did you become a policeman?"

An Yang seemed to rub his brows in distress, "If you say it's a dream, you will definitely be laughed at... However, it is strange that I have been very fond of the police industry since I was a child, and I also feel very fond of people in police uniforms. Kind, I also found it unbelievable that I became a policeman by accident." Wei Wei paused, "Of course, I like my current job very much."

An Luo fell silent.

In fact, he became a policeman, perhaps not by accident.

The moment he entered the room just now, An Luo was in a trance, and actually had the illusion... that he had come to his brother's residence.

Nordic-style furniture, chandeliers in the living room, murals on the walls, soft carpets, white sofas... The layout and preferences of the room are all similar to An Yang's, even the color of the curtains is exactly the same as the lounge chairs on the balcony.

An Luo still remembers that his brother used to like to lie on the balcony and bask in the sun. Su Zihang would sit next to him and read a book quietly while eating apples. Sometimes when he fell asleep while watching, Su Zihang would lean on him and gently Snoring, the unfinished fruit occasionally rolled to his hand, he didn't mind, picked it up and continued to eat the other half.

Many afternoons, when An Luo brought a bunch of documents to his brother for advice, he always saw such a warm and peaceful picture.

And every time, An Yang would put his index finger to his lips and make a silent movement.

He was afraid that the sound of An Luo's footsteps would wake up the sleeping Su Zihang, so he always leaned over and carried Su Zihang carefully to the next bedroom to cover him with a quilt, and then turned around and came back to analyze An's situation with An Luo calmly and even coldly. Questions, sometimes a single sentence can decide a person's life or death.

The gentleness that appeared in his eyes seemed to be just an illusion.

In his previous life, he could be the ruthless prince of the underworld family, and in this life, he can also be a just policeman.An Yangcong is a very complicated person. The two colors of black and white are mixed together on his body, contradictory but compatible.

Looking at the familiar decoration style in front of him, An Luo suddenly felt pain like needle pricks in his chest.

He is An Yang...

The young police officer in front of him, he is really An Yang...

An Luo suddenly felt ironic.

People who died once thought that they could be completely freed from the hopeless and entangled feelings in their previous life, but they never expected that they would meet An Yang again after rebirth.What's even more sad is that, regardless of past life or present life, he will always be a passer-by in his life, and he doesn't even leave any traces in his memory.

Only now did he realize that no matter whether An Yang is alive or dead, no matter what he becomes, the only one in his heart will never be An Luo.He will become an excellent policeman because of Su Zihang, but he will completely forget the name An Luo.

An Luo is just a younger brother.

A younger brother who can be forgotten.

"What's wrong?" Seeing An Luo's pale face, An Yang couldn't help asking worriedly, "An Luo?"

An Luo came back to his senses and looked up at him. The young man in front of him was wearing the same white shirt as he remembered, and his familiar eyes were full of concern... But at this moment, An Luo felt very strange.

"It's okay, I have a headache..." An Luo pressed his throbbing temple, and said coldly, "I want to rest first."

An Yang nodded, "Okay, I'll help you to the bedroom."

***

An Luo lay down on the bed and closed his eyes, but he didn't feel sleepy at all.

If it weren't for the appearance of An Yang, An Luo might gradually forget everything about the past, but now, An Yang is always in front of him, and when he sees him, An Luo will think of many things in the past, and those memories are still fresh As before, it is impossible to erase.

Maybe I should leave here as soon as possible, even if I live alone in a strange country, it's better than seeing this face exactly like An Yang's torment every day.

It's just that there are no clues in this case...

By the way, An Luo sat up, and a picture suddenly flashed in his mind.

He took out his mobile phone from the bed, and his fingers slid on the keypad of the mobile phone imitating the movements in the dream.

In the dream, when he turned on the phone, the passwords looked like a strange pattern...

Is it a triangle...or...

Last night's dream became blurred at a critical moment. He couldn't remember what shape it was. He rubbed his temples with a headache. An Luo tightly grasped the painful head that seemed to be bursting with both hands. inserted into the hair.

At this moment, the light in the bedroom was suddenly turned on, and Anze walked in.

Seeing An Luo sitting on the bed and hugging his head vigorously, An Ze hurried to his bed and sat down, gently hugging him into his arms, "Brother, don't force yourself to think about things you don't remember, your spirit will Crashed."

An Luo quickly regained his composure, pushed him away and said, "It's okay, I can hold on."

An Ze watched him fall silent.

An Luo raised his head and met An Ze's eyes, always feeling that something was wrong with him. He didn't speak all the way just now, and seemed to have something on his mind.An Luo looked at him and said, "What's wrong?"

Anze didn't answer.

An Luo frowned and said, "Speak up if you have something to say."

Anze was silent for a long time before he whispered: "Brother, I really want to know... when did you learn to use a gun?"

An Luo's back suddenly stiffened.

It wasn't until now that he remembered that on the way to escape just now, he accurately shot through the bulletproof glass, and shot two consecutive shots at two tires at such a high speed. Accurate marksmanship, no one can do it.

An Luo's face gradually turned pale.

Anze's eyes also turned slightly cold, "I remember, from childhood to adulthood, you have always been protected by bodyguards, and your father never let you touch a gun."

"..."

"Why are your marksmanship so accurate? You even shot so calmly when you were being chased, and shot two tires of the car in a row?" After a slight pause, Anze's tone became cold, "I I received professional shooting training in the army, but I couldn’t be as accurate as you in the situation just now, how did you do it, you who have never held a gun before?”

"..."

"Is it hard to answer?" An Ze looked at An Luo expressionlessly.

Such a cold and sharp gaze made An Luo feel a chill suddenly in his heart.

Since his rebirth, Anze's eyes were mostly warm, occasionally gentle, with concern and distress for his brother.But at this moment, such sharp eyes...maybe it is Major Anze's true colors.

In fact, all that tenderness is an illusion, and it shouldn't belong to me.

An Luo ignored the fluctuations in his heart, met his eyes, and said calmly: "This is not difficult to answer, but my answer will be difficult for you to accept."

"Tell me the truth." Anze's expression was very stubborn.

"Okay, I was going to tell you." An Luo paused slightly, and said calmly, "The reason why my marksmanship is so accurate is because I have more than ten years of experience in using guns. I have encountered this kind of fleeing scene at least six times. In one of them, my leg was hit by a bullet from the other party, and the blood flow continued. , may have died under my gun long ago."

Anze didn't speak, and there was a suffocating silence in the room.

An Luo looked up at An Ze, with a very calm expression on his face, and he said slowly, "An Ze, I'm not your brother."