family of doctors

After finishing volunteering that day, Chen Linlin was called to a dinner party by some of her girlfriends. Xu Jinnian went back first because he had something to do at home. Shao Rong walked to the bus station by himself, and suddenly received a call on the way. The caller ID showed Ann Lo's profile picture.

Why did An Luo call him?

Shao Rong frowned slightly.

In Shao Rong's impression of this little uncle, he was always cold and quiet, with a pair of deep black eyes that seemed to be an unfathomable dark abyss. When he stared at him, it made people feel a chill down their spine.

People who have worked in the mall for many years are low-key, steady, and deep-minded. Shao Rong doesn't like to deal with him, and he doesn't seem to like to talk to Shao Rong. Shao Changgeng obviously doesn't like An Luo, and Shao Rong doesn't like this little uncle very much because of his influence. .Although they have a close blood relationship with An Luo, they are actually like strangers.

However, after reading the diary left by his mother, Shao Rong faintly felt that this little uncle might be more complicated than he thought, and when he called at this time, he wondered if it had something to do with the safe...

Thinking of this, Shao Rong couldn't help feeling a little nervous. He answered the phone and said as calmly as possible: "Uncle, are you looking for me?"

An Luo's voice was as cold as he remembered, "Where are you?"

"I just got out of school."

"Let's have dinner together."

"I……"

Before Shao Rong could finish speaking, he was interrupted by An Luo: "You wait for me at the school gate, and I will pick you up."

"okay."

Hang up the phone over there.

Ten minutes later, a black BMW appeared at the school gate of No. 10 Middle School.

An Luo rolled down the car window and saw that Shao Rong was quietly playing with his mobile phone with his head lowered against a big tree. His white and slender fingers quickly slid across the phone screen. The soft light from the phone screen shone on his face, making his face look like Some pale.

I haven't seen him for a long time, he seems to have lost a lot of weight, and he is quieter than before...

Did something happen during this time?

An Luo frowned slightly, and whispered, "Shao Rong."

Shao Rong raised his head, met his eyes and smiled slightly, put away his phone and walked quickly towards this side.

"Uncle." Shao Rong opened the car door and got in the car, fastening his seat belt while saying, "I haven't seen you for a long time."

An Luo whispered, "Well, I've been abroad for a while, and I just came back yesterday."

Shao Rong doesn't know exactly what kind of business he is doing, but he doesn't seem to want to stay in China. Since a few years ago, he has gradually shifted his business focus abroad. countable.

The two people in the car were speechless for a while, and fell silent.

After a while, An Luo asked, "What do you want to eat?"

Shao Rong said, "Whatever you want."

An Luo nodded, and the car drove directly to the highway leading to the suburbs, and the speed of the car was gradually increasing, and the scenery along the way quickly passed by the window.

"Uncle." Shao Rong asked suspiciously, "You don't need to go so far to eat, do you?"

An Luo said lightly: "Take you back to An's house."

Shao Rong was startled.

--settle down?

He has a very vague impression of An's family. When he was a child, he lived with his mother in a small villa in the suburbs. He only went to An's house a few times during his uncle's funeral. He only remembered that the An's house was very large. It is magnificent, and there is a large green lawn and a garden in front of the villa, which covers a very large area, comparable to a small square.

However, what did uncle bring him back to An's house?

As night fell, the street lights beside the road were turned on, and lights of various colors were projected on the car windows, illuminating An Luo's face flickering.

At this moment, Shao Rong took a closer look and felt that this little uncle was actually very beautiful.Although his face was cold, his facial features were very delicate, his eyes were dark and deep, and his slightly raised chin carried an indifference and arrogance that could not be ignored.

The very unique iceberg temperament makes the temperature in the car seem to become colder.

Shao Rong looked at him for a while, and found that the other party ignored him completely, so he lowered his head silently and continued to play with his mobile phone.

"Shao Changgeng gave you the latest mobile phone?" An Luo asked suddenly.

He was obviously concentrating on driving, but he didn't know how his eyes drifted over, and he saw the value of the phone at a glance.

Shao Rong was stunned for a moment before saying, "He gave it to you, what's the matter?"

An Luo remained expressionless, "He treats you very well."

Shao Rong hesitated for a moment before saying, "Well..."

"Did he give you your mother's inheritance?"

"Uh……"

"It's agreed that it will be handed over to you when you become an adult. We made the plan together for the treatment of Anfei's inheritance."

——Sure enough, he found that he had something to do with the safe.

Shao Rong was silent for a while, and then said: "I have already got the inheritance. After my birthday, my father entrusted a lawyer to complete the transfer procedures. There is a deposit of 100 million and a house."

An Luo looked at Shao Rong from the rearview mirror, his eyes were a little sharp, "That's all? Nothing else?"

"Is there anything else? These are already a lot..."

"Your mother didn't leave any other relics for you?"

"No." Shao Rong paused, and asked with a puzzled expression, "What relic did uncle say?"

An Luo looked at him silently.

He couldn't see anything wrong with this child's face, this child's face was more and more similar to Su Zihang's, and when he smiled, he was as dazzling as that person.

Also dazzling.

An Luo frowned slightly, and couldn't help wondering, did Shao Changgeng really not give the relic to Shao Rong?

Shao Rong looked at him and asked, "Uncle? What's the matter?"

"Oh. Compared with An's property, the money your mother left you is not too much." An Luo took this topic lightly, "Speaking of which, your mother still has some shares of An's Group under her name. Now She's gone, and what belongs to her should be given to you, come home with me tonight, and settle the matter by the way."

Shao Rong was stunned, "Shares? Mom didn't mention this."

"She has no interest in doing business at all. If you give her money, she only knows how to deposit it in the bank to earn interest."

...Isn't this normal?

Shao Rong thought silently.

If he had done it before, he would have kept the money in the bank to earn interest. This is the most stupid and safest way to deal with people who don't know how to do business.

But now, he suddenly had another idea.

Seeing Shao Rong lowered his hair in a daze, An Luo was silent for a while, and said, "Actually, you can also keep this part of the equity in An's, and get dividends every year. I think it will be more cost-effective."

Shao Rong raised his head and said, "Uncle, you can decide this matter."

An Luo said lightly: "Well, anyway, you have so much money, and you don't know how to spend it."

"..." The embarrassment of being despised by him made Shao Rong hang his head in embarrassment.

The black car was running fast on the road, the buildings outside the window gradually became rare, and Shao Rong gradually felt sleepy.

Since the day of his birthday, he has not slept well for several days, and his spirit is very tense, even if he falls asleep, he always has nightmares.

At this moment, sitting in the heated car, the car has been driving smoothly along the straight expressway, looking at the endless road in front of me, my eyelids began to fight slowly, and my head was bit by bit like a chicken pecking rice.

Finally, with his head tilted, Shao Rong fell asleep on the backrest with peace of mind.

An Luo glanced at him sideways, the boy, the youthfulness on his body has not completely faded, just sitting next to him defenseless and dozing off like this... It's unbearable.

Even though he has a very similar face to Su Zihang, he is not the undercover police officer surnamed Su after all.

He doesn't have that person's handsome skill and keen insight, and naturally he doesn't have that person's deep scheming.

So many years of grievances, maybe...the innocent him shouldn't be involved.

An Luo looked at Shao Rong snoring against the back of the chair in the rearview mirror, his eyes suddenly became complicated.

After an unknown amount of time, the car finally got out at an intersection and turned into a spacious concrete road.

When the car stopped firmly in front of An's house, An Luo patted Shao Rong's shoulder lightly, and said in a low voice, "Xiao Rong, you're home."

Shao Rong suddenly woke up from his dream, turned his head to meet An Luo's deep gaze, rubbed his eyes with his hands, and said, "Uncle, I... unexpectedly fell asleep."

An Luo looked at him in a daze, and a rare smile appeared on the corner of his lips.

Shao Rong was stunned for a moment.

He had never seen An Luo's smile before, and even thought that his little uncle's facial nerves had already been paralyzed.In his impression, the little uncle's face was like a layer of glue, always cold and expressionless.But at this time, just such a slight smile made people feel unreal as if the iceberg was melting.

An Luo ignored Shao Rong who was in a fugue state again, opened the car door, turned around and said calmly, "Get out of the car, let's go eat."

"Oh……"

Shao Rong followed An Luo into the An family's ancestral house. It was the same three-story villa as in memory. After so many years, it still looked brand new. Obviously, it was often cleaned and maintained.

It is said that grandma is a well-known architect who returned from studying abroad. She designed this house herself, and the interior decoration also has a strong British flavor.

As soon as An Luo entered, someone came up to take the suit he took off, and said respectfully, "Mr. An is back."

An Luo hummed lightly, and ordered in a low voice, "Let the kitchen prepare dinner." After a pause, he turned back and asked Shao Rong, "What do you like to eat?"

Shao Rong said, "You can do whatever you want, I'm not picky."

An Luo nodded, and said to the servant beside him, "Then make a few home-cooked dishes and deliver them to the restaurant in half an hour."

"Ok."

After the servant left, An Luo turned around and said to Shao Rong, "Xiao Rong, come with me to the study."

Shao Rong followed him upstairs and passed a room. The door of that room was just opened with a gap. It could be seen that the curtains, carpets and bed sheets inside were all uniform white, which was very similar to the style of mother's bedroom in the small villa.

Shao Rong stopped in front of the door and asked curiously, "Uncle, who owns this room?"

An Luo replied, "It's the bedroom your mother used to live in when she was in An's house."

Shao Rong thought for a while and said, "I want to go in and have a look, is that okay?"

"Okay." An Luo thought for a while, and then said, "If you want to take something back as a souvenir, you can take it with you."

"..." Shao Rong looked at him suspiciously.

An Luo explained: "I plan to immigrate to the UK at the end of the year, and I have already negotiated a price with the real estate agent to sell all the land around here. This place will be converted into a resort in the future, and your mother's room will be demolished."

"Oh." Shao Rong nodded, "Is uncle planning to...never come back?"

An Luo didn't answer, but just glanced back at the living room downstairs.

In the deep eyes, there was an imperceptible pain.

After a long silence, he said calmly, "There is no need to come back to this place."

Shao Rong always felt that something was wrong with his emotions, but he couldn't figure out what he was thinking, so he walked into his mother's bedroom and looked around curiously.

Anfei's bedroom is very simple and tidy. Apart from some of her paintings, there is nothing particularly worth taking away. There is also a thick photo album on the desk of the desk.

Shao Rong took out the photo album and looked through it. The photos in it were not very interesting. Obviously, they were all snapped by his mother out of boredom after she bought a camera. Beautiful women, handsome guys on bikes at school, etc.

It seems that she really liked photography back then.

Turning to the middle of the album, Shao Rong suddenly saw a photo.

That photo is actually not special, it's just that the people in the photo...

It turned out to be Alen who happened to meet at the door of Xu's house a few days ago and left his phone number for him.

This is obviously him many years ago, young, handsome and personable.

In the photo, he is wearing white casual clothes, sitting under a tree with a smile, the sun shining on his face, making him look very warm and soft.

Strangely, there is another person in the corner of the photo.

Because of the distance, the face of that person became blurred, and it was impossible to see who it was, but from the perspective of that person, his line of sight should be projected on Alen.

For some reason, the originally warm and beautiful photo suddenly became uncoordinated because of the insertion of that figure, as if a black spot had been intentionally smeared on a corner of a pure white and clean paper.

There seems to be a strong emotion, gradually revealed through the old photos.

When that deep staring gaze enveloped the man in the photo...

The air is almost frozen by it.

Holding this photo, Shao Rong's heartbeat suddenly started to speed up.

This is my mother's photo album, and the man in the photo is located on the lawn in front of the Anjia Villa, that is to say, the man in the photo is my mother's twin brother—An Yang!

And the person who was hiding in the dark and staring at An Yang, judging by his body proportions, cold aura, and the position he was standing in, was probably his little uncle An Luo!

That is to say, many years ago, there might have been an ulterior secret between An Yang and An Luo? !

That kind of gaze, even in the photo, is enough to make one's heart tremble.

— But aren’t they brothers?

Shao Rong looked at the photo with complicated emotions, raised his head, and happened to meet An Luo's eyes.

"What's wrong?" An Luo asked.

Shao Rong flipped through a few pages of the photo album as if nothing had happened, and said, "Uncle, can I take this photo album with me? It seems to be my mother's photo album, which is very interesting."

An Luo took the photo album from him, flipped through a few pages, and found that they were all boring landscape photos.

"Yes." An Luo said.

Shao Rong secretly heaved a sigh of relief. He doubted it, and picked up a few beautiful paintings, "Are these also okay? It's my mother's painting... I want to take it back as a souvenir."

An Luo was silent for a moment, and said, "It's up to you."

"Mr. An, dinner is ready." Someone came upstairs and said respectfully.

An Luo nodded, turned and went downstairs, "Let's go, go down to eat."

At the dinner table, neither of them spoke, the atmosphere was very dull,

Looking at the face of the little uncle who was holding vegetables with no expression on his face, and thinking of the gentle smile on An Yang's face in the photo, Shao Rong suddenly had a very strange idea in his heart.

Could it be that the little uncle is secretly in love with his own brother?

... This ... this kind of speculation is too scary.

Shao Rong hurriedly went to eat sullenly, suppressing the turbulent waves in his heart.