family of doctors

Domestically, settle down in the ancestral home.

An Luo sat quietly on the sofa in the living room and looked at the documents in his hand, with no expression on his cold face.

The middle-aged man on the opposite side glanced at him, and said anxiously: "Mr. An, we have searched the villa, but we still haven't found what you said. Could it be that... someone took him away?"

An Luo frowned, and after a while, said coldly: "Understood, let's go down."

After all the subordinates retreated, An Luo stood up, picked up the coat from the hanger, turned and walked out the door, and said to the driver waiting at the door: "Prepare the car, I'm going out."

The driver drove out of the garage and asked respectfully, "Mr. An, where are you going at this late?"

An Luo lowered his head and thought for a while, then suddenly walked to the driver's seat, opened the car door, and said lightly, "Go back, I will drive by myself."

The driver glanced at him suspiciously, then heard him say coldly, "Didn't you hear that?"

"Yes." The driver hurried out of the car and made room for the eccentric Bingshan.

An Luo rarely drives by himself, because many years ago, he was involved in a serious car accident while driving a car.

On the day of An Yang's car accident, An Luo was the driver in the driver's seat. Not long after he got his driver's license, An Yang lent him his car to drive, and sat in the co-pilot to guide him on his driving skills.

The moment before the car accident, An Yang was still explaining the meaning of various road signs to him with a smile.

If... at that time... if you didn't drive by yourself...

An Luo sat in the driver's seat, fastened his seat belt, and looked at his stiff face in the rearview mirror.

The car accident left him with a serious psychological shadow, so that he dared not drive out by himself for many years. After seeing a psychiatrist, he improved a lot and was able to overcome the pressure and drive by himself.

It's just that later on he became the ruler of An's family, and he was no longer the unknown third young master of the An family. He didn't need to drive himself, and he didn't bother to do it himself, so he entrusted the driving to a professional driver, and he sat in the car. Close your eyes and rest in the backseat.

But once it comes to personal matters, An Luo is still used to driving out by himself.

After sitting in the driver's seat in silence for a long time, An Luo exhaled lightly, adjusted his mental state, then turned the key to start the engine, turned the front of the car, and drove the car out of Anjia steadily.

The black BMW was driving fast on the street in the middle of the night, and the lights on the side of the road shone in through the car window, illuminating An Luo's expressionless and cold side face.

No one mentioned the cause and process of An Yang's car accident.

All reports about the car accident were deliberately suppressed by An Luo. The media didn't have much news to report such a sensational event. They just said lightly: a car accident happened on the highway, and An Yang, the heir of the An family, died unexpectedly.

In fact, the car accident was not an accident at all, and An Yang did not die.

The driver who caused the accident skillfully created a collision on the expressway. The speed of the vehicle was well controlled, and An Luo's car was completely crashed down the hillside.However, when the police investigated the accident, they could only judge that the accident was a traffic accident.

An Luo didn't believe it was a traffic accident.

He and An Yang seldom ride in the same car, but an accident happened on the day when they were in the same car, and it was a serious accident enough to kill both brothers...

It won't be a coincidence.

The driver with excellent driving skills was obviously instructed by others.

And besides Ouyang Lin and Shao Anguo, who else is the behind-the-scenes instigator who wants to kill people and eliminate future troubles?

Until now, recalling the scene of the car accident that year, An Luo still feels lingering fear.

He still clearly remembers An Yang's shocked voice at the moment the car hit him.

"—An Luo—be careful!"

An Luo suddenly felt a huge force rushing towards him, and then his body was protected by him in a hugging posture.

The car was knocked out of the road and turned over directly from the hillside. An Luo only felt the world spinning in front of him. He didn't feel much pain when his body was held in An Yang's arms, but he could clearly hear An Yang lying on his body. A groaning sound in the throat.

It wasn't until the end that the car stopped on the flat ground below the hillside, and An Luo could smell a pungent gasoline smell in his nostrils. An Luo suddenly reacted, quickly opened the car door and unfastened his seat belt, and with all his strength, pulled An Yang out of the car. Pulled out of the car.

The loud explosion of the car behind him made people's eardrums ache.

In the firelight, An Yang's blood-stained face was reflected.

"Brother..." His head was smashed, and blood kept gushing out. An Luo stretched out his hand in a panic to wipe the blood on his face. The more he wiped, the voice couldn't help trembling, "Brother, you Wake up...brother..."

An Yang struggled to open his eyes, gently held his hand, and said in a low voice, "Xiao Luo, you're fine... just..."

An Luo hugged him tightly, "It's okay, I'm fine... I, I'll call you an ambulance... Don't worry, just hold on, brother... You'll be fine, brother..."

Speaking of the latter, her voice was choked with undisguised sobs.

That year, An Luo was only 20 years old.

At that moment, An Luo shed tears uncontrollably for the first time in her 20 years of low-key and forbearing life.

And the only time I cried.

In the years that followed, the words An Yang said when he opened his eyes, "Xiao Luo, it's good that you're fine"...every word, like the sharpest knife, was deeply engraved in the bottom of my heart.

Many times, many nights, his voice will clearly echo in my ears.

The image of him jumping over to protect himself with his body, the warm body temperature on his body, and the glaring blood on his face...

Repeatedly, it reappeared in An Luo's dream.

In fact, An Luo knew very well that An Yang protected himself because he regarded himself as a younger brother who needed protection.

just brother...

But even so, at that moment, the fleeting tenderness made An Luo deeply remember it in his heart for many years.

In the following many years, when he faced tremendous pressure alone to rule out public opinion and take back Anjia's equity, when he had the highest right to stand on the top of the An's Group building, when he looked at the bustling crowd downstairs and My own projection on the floor-to-ceiling windows...

Whenever he is in the most difficult and lonely time, he will always think of that moment in those years.

At the moment of the car accident, An Yang rushed over without hesitation and protected him with his body, regardless of the danger to his life.

He held his hand lightly and said in a low voice, "Xiao Luo, as long as you are fine."

Over the years, whenever he thought of that picture, An Luo would feel his heart filled with warmth.

He knew that An Yang's feelings for him were not love, and he also knew that Su Zihang's position in An Yang's heart would never be replaced by anyone.

But... An Yang was willing to die for him.

In An Yang's heart, An Luo has a very important position.

Even if it's just a brother...

For him, it was already enough.

The black car got off the highway and turned into an unfamiliar street.

The night view here is very beautiful, and there is a musical fountain in the middle of the street, illuminated by colorful lights like a hazy dream.

There are few pedestrians on the street, and almost all cars come and go. There are many private cars of famous brands on the road. The identities of the people who come and go here are obviously not simple.

An Luo's car finally stopped at the door of a building.

The five-story building has a unique shape, like a European classical castle, and it is brilliant against the backdrop of lights.

——This is An Luo's territory.

An's family used to do business in the underworld, organ smuggling, drug trafficking and even the porn industry. They have been involved in various underground fields. The destruction of Lanye was a heavy blow to An's family, and his father also became ill because of it. Later, An Yang got into a car accident again, and everything in the An family fell on the shoulders of An Luo, who had just turned 20.

The centipede is dead but not stiff. In addition to the properties on the surface, Anjia also has many underground kingdoms behind the scenes.

This club is one of them.

An Luo looked up at the shiny signboard at the gate, and on the signboard surrounded by neon lights was written a line of beautiful English letters, "BinaryStar", Gemini Star, which was changed by An Luo himself after taking over the club.

Gemini is composed of two stars revolving around each other. They are like brothers, and they will never be separated.

An Luo stood silently at the door for a long time, then looked away, and walked slowly into the lobby of the BinaryStar Club.

The waiter at the door smiled warmly: "Hi sir, do you need any service?"

Many of the VIP rooms here are reserved in advance by customers. It is difficult for people without a VIP membership card to enjoy real services in the rooms above the third floor. Even if the police suspect that there is a sex trade here, they are unable to break into the interior to collect evidence.

An Luo took out a black membership card, and said calmly: "Room 501, bring a bottle of red wine up."

Black card, this is the most honorable membership card reserved for special guests in the club. The waiter quickly put on a respectful expression and said, "Sir, please go this way."

Another waiter hurriedly dialed the manager's phone number to report, "Manager Lin, there is a gentleman who ordered room 501 to deliver a bottle of red wine."

A woman's sweet voice came from the other end of the phone, "OK, got it."

A moment later, there was a knock on the door of Room 501. An Luo looked through the cat's eyes and saw a woman with an excellent figure, wearing a wine-red cheongsam with plum blossoms on it, and wearing pointed high-heeled shoes, standing with a smile on her face. the door.

An Luo opened the door to let her in, turned around, walked to the sofa and sat down, looking at her expressionlessly.

The woman smiled and said, "Boss, why do you come here when you have time? Is it to inspect the performance? I have done well recently and made a lot of money. Should you consider giving me a bonus?"

An Luo interrupted her in a low voice, "Lina, how did I do with what I told you?"

Lina continued to joke: "It's rare for you to come here, why don't you eat something first and then talk slowly?"

An Luo looked at her silently with cold eyes.

Lina looked at him for a long time, and found that he was not moved at all, so she smiled helplessly, "Well, to be honest, this time things didn't go well."

An Luo frowned slightly, "You can't even handle it?"

Lina nodded, "Ouyang Lin, that old fox, is very cunning. He has been staying at the Sands Hotel since he returned to China this time. There are police eyeliners all over the hotel. It's not easy to get rid of him."

An Luo was silent for a moment, and said in a low voice: "Let's find another chance, I know you will have a way."

"Of course." Lina smiled confidently, "As long as the prince orders, I will do my best. You just wait for my good news."

"Okay, go get busy."

Lina smiled slightly, turned and went out, her high-heeled shoes making rhythmic and pleasant sounds on the ground.

—— Lina, whose Chinese name is Lin Na, is one of the famous underworld killers. A bottle of red wine in room 501 is the secret signal to summon her.

This woman is very beautiful, with an impeccable figure like a model. On the surface, she always smiles sweetly, but in reality she is cruel and ruthless. She is agile, especially good at marksmanship, and is used to fatal blows.

Because her parents have received a lot of favor from An's family, she has been doing things for An's family all these years.

She has lived in An's house since she was a child, and she and An Luo grew up together. She actually knows very well about An Luo's deepest thoughts about her brother, but she never reveals them.

Seeing her back disappear from sight, An Luo couldn't help frowning slightly.

The house returned to silence.

In the end, he will be left alone, in this familiar room, repeatedly recalling the past events that have long since become the past.

Room 501 in this luxury club is actually the exclusive property of the prince.

An Luo picked up a cigarette from the table, walked to the French window, and lit it silently.

It had been many years, and he gradually got used to going through all kinds of difficulties alone, getting used to waking up alone in the middle of the night, looking at the only faint light in the dark room.

It was an exquisite lighter. It was a gift made by An Yang at a high price that year, with the word "Luo" engraved on it. He regarded it as a treasure and put it beside his bed.

There is a small luminous pearl inlaid in the middle of the lighter, which will emit a lustrous light at night.

Whenever he wakes up alone in the middle of the night and is swallowed by the terrible darkness, An Luo will hold the glowing lighter in his hand, look at the faint light, feel the cold temperature of the metal, it seems like this will make him calmer.

It has been many years.

He was no longer the little An Luo who was curious to smoke after seeing An Yang smoking, but was choked to the point of coughing non-stop.

He was no longer the little An Luo who secretly hid his brother's lighter in his pocket.

He was no longer the little An Luo who quietly followed behind his brother and looked up at his brother's dazzling demeanor in admiration.

Today, he is the ruler of the An family.

He has the highest power, and his hands are bloody.

He is always cold in front of outsiders, used to be expressionless and sarcastic, but no one knows, every time he returns to this room and plunges himself into darkness, there will be a fragile look on his face expression.

He will always remember the scene where his always gentle brother, when he saw the news of Su Zihang's death, his expression twisted due to pain...

When Su Zihang died, An Yang's heart also died.

Therefore, in the following years, no matter what I do, no matter how much I pay, I can't replace Su Zihang.

——I can give you everything I have, even life.However, the only thing I can't give you is your most precious Zihang.

The living can never compete with the dead.

An Luo looked at the bright night scene outside the window, with a slightly bitter smile on his lips.

Turning around, she took the exquisite lighter from the bedside, gently held it in the palm of her hand, lay down on the bed and closed her eyes, letting herself slowly fall asleep.

He thought, tonight, maybe he will dream about the scene of An Yang protecting himself with his life in the car accident that year.

It was only at that moment that he would feel... a little bit of what could be called "happiness" in his heart.

Even though it was clear that it was impossible to get his love in his whole life, An Luo never regretted everything he had done for him.

only wish...

If there is an afterlife, we will no longer be brothers.