The actor's white rabbit ran away【ABO】

When Song Nuo rushed to the hospital, An Luo had just finished the procedures.

He has not yet passed the danger of life, he is wearing an oxygen mask, his face is so pale that there is almost no blood.

The police and Song Nuo briefly explained An Luo's situation.

At one o'clock in the morning, someone found An Luo unconscious on the side of the road. He was lying in a pool of blood. The red blood almost stained his clothes. Mixed with the heavy rain, it gathered into a trickle.

Passers-by called the police and sent An Luo to the hospital.

Except for the torn clothes, An Luo's cell phone and wallet were all gone.

The police only found a note in An Luo's pocket.

Song Nuo's name was written on the note.

It was also because of this note that the police and the hospital were able to contact Song Nuo.

Song Nuo took the note from the policeman.

On it are delicate and small characters belonging to An Luo.

The first line has his name and mobile phone number, home address.

The second line is a short sentence.

birthday, sunflower.

On that day, there was only one week before Song Nuo's birthday.

Song Nuo immediately realized that this should be the note An Luo wrote in advance when he wanted to go to the flower shop to order flowers for himself.

The police transferred the surveillance video. The area where the incident happened is a high-end residential area. There are many villas nearby, and the security is also very good. Almost every household has surveillance cameras.

Song Nuo didn't see the surveillance that night. The police just told him tactfully that there were about seven or eight people on the other side, and three of them had been arrested so far.

But the other party claimed that An Luo was voluntary, and the specific situation could not be clarified until An Luo woke up.

Song Nuo was about to go crazy.

Volunteer……

How could it be voluntary.

At that time, An Huai was already in prison, and An Mu's phone was not connected all night. Song Nuo was alone in the hospital until An Luo woke up the next day.

Song Nuo had prepared words of comfort, but to his surprise, An Luo didn't make noise or cry after waking up.

Even after learning that the child was gone, An Luo just let out a ignorant "Oh" and stopped talking.

It was a gentle policewoman who took notes for An Luo.

She sat by the bed and said softly, "Don't be afraid, no one will hurt you here, you are safe. Tell me what happened yesterday carefully, okay?"

Song Nuo was a little suffocated.

Going through this kind of thing is just a nightmare for everyone.

An Luo wanted to tear open the wound abruptly, especially those details...

again and again.

In order to pursue the authenticity and accuracy of the transcript, the police, the doctor... took turns, and An Luo's voice trembled from the beginning to almost numb at the end.

Song Nuo finally couldn't stand it anymore, "It's almost done, how many times do I have to ask?"

How many times did he have to tell what he had experienced.

Xia Zhuxing has also rushed to the hospital to accompany An Luo.

When his best friend arrived, An Luo seemed to let go of his vigilance a little. He leaned into Xia Zhuxing's arms and fell into a deep sleep.

After staying in the hospital for a week, An Luo was discharged.

Xia Zhuxing accompanied him back home, and the police investigation continued.

An Luo still needs to repeat what happened that night from time to time.

He and Xia Zhuxing stayed by An Luo's side almost day and night, for fear that An Luo would do something stupid.

Half a month later, all seven people that night were arrested by the police.

But at this moment, An Luo suddenly changed his mind.

He told Song Nuo that he did it voluntarily.

Moreover, no matter how the police asked again, An Luo insisted on this statement and did not say another word.

Because of An Luo's changed confession and withdrawal of the case, the seven people were finally acquitted.

That is, since then, An Luo seems to have opened an invisible distance from everyone.

Even Xia Zhuxing only existed in An Luo's lines and was never seen by Song Nuo again.

Worried that something would happen to An Luo, Song Nuo often invited An Luo to his home to play.

In most cases, An Luo would reject him.

He had to use Chihi as an excuse.

An Luo likes his little niece, and only Xixi will let him come out of his volute.

He was talking and laughing, eating and drinking, and he looked no different from the previous An Luo.

At that time, Song Nuo was still wondering whether An Luo was too simple, so even if he encountered such a thing, he would not think so much.

He is still the same An Luo from before.

However, it was Xixi's first birthday that year, and An Luo came to his house as a guest.

There was also such a thunderstorm that night.

He saw An Luo, who was eating potato chips with a smile, suddenly burst into fear and panic.

He looked around, his breathing was short, his eyes were scarlet, like a fawn lost in panic.

Song Nuo had to let himself accept a fact.

That is, An Luo will never return to the previous An Luo.

No matter how normal he pretends to be, or if he really wants to work hard to get out.

However, just an unusual thunderstorm would drag An Luo back into the abyss.

Tonight, it is such a big thunderstorm.

I don't know where An Luo is now.

……

Li Family Villa.

Second floor, bedroom.

The suppressed small cry was mixed with the man's deep panting.

It almost merged with the torrential rain outside.

I don't know how long it took.

Everything finally returned to calm.

Li Hanxiao got up and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

An Luo was like a soulless doll, crouching on the messy mattress, staring numbly at the raindrops rolling outside the window.

Ten minutes later, Li Hanxiao came out of the bathroom.

He glanced at An Luo, and his voice was a little hoarse with satisfaction: "I will ask someone to bring you the contract tomorrow, at the price previously set."

After finishing speaking, Li Hanxiao lifted her foot and left the bedroom.

An Luo still didn't move. After a long time, he slowly reached out, picked up the quilt, and wrapped himself tightly from the beginning to the end.

He had a nightmare.

In the dream, countless hands pulled him tightly. He wanted to shout for help, but his mouth was covered by a bigger palm, and he could only watch helplessly as he sank into the mud.

Six o'clock in the morning the next day.

An Luo got up with a heavy body.

Aunt Du, who was preparing breakfast in the kitchen, was taken aback.

An Luo in front of him was pale, his eyes were full of red threads, and his head drooped, as if he hadn't slept all night.

"Mr. An, are you okay? Your complexion is so bad."

An Luo's head went blank for a while, and then he raised the corners of his lips, "There was thunder last night, so I didn't sleep well."

Aunt Du: "Yes, it rained heavily last night, and there were a lot of roses planted in the yard. I went to see them in the morning, and the leaves were all knocked down. It was really a waste."

An Luo gave a soft "um", walked to the stove, and stretched out his hands to roll up his sleeves.

There was a clear bruise on the wrist.

It was made by Li Hanxiao using too much force last night.

An Luo put the rest back and picked up the egg: "Let me fry the eggs for you."

Aunt Du: "Hey, no need, Mr. An, you didn't sleep well last night, so hurry up and sleep for a while."

An Luo shook his head, "I'm not sleepy."

Breakfast was ready soon, An Luo was sitting in the living room watching TV before Li Hanxiao got up.

The morning news was on the TV.

"According to our station's report, the famous fashion designer Summer just landed at Yuncheng Airport this morning due to a flight delay due to the weather. According to insiders, Summer returned to China this time at the invitation of Huayi Group to participate in the Huayi Chairman Hang The birthday party of the only son, the president of Huayi Group, and the airline company. According to reliable news, the two met abroad and have been in a stable relationship for three years. An engagement ceremony will be held this fall..."

An Luoan sat quietly on the sofa, staring at the tightly wrapped man in the camera who was protected by three or five bodyguards.

Even though it's only six o'clock in the morning.

But there are already many fans who came to pick up the plane.

The voices of men and women holding signs and lamps were noisy.

"summer!"

"Xia Xia!"

"Xia Xia! Mom's big boy!"

"..."

A few fans were too excited, holding the camera and trying to rush in front of Summer, but were blocked by two bodyguards.

Summer whispered something to the bodyguard, and the bodyguard immediately moved out of the way.

Summer took off his mask and sunglasses.

It was a face that was both familiar and unfamiliar to An Luo.

The sweet-looking Omega smiled at the fans, and her voice was also sweet: "Everyone came to pick me up, I am very happy, I will stay in Yuncheng in the future, so there are still many opportunities for everyone to see me .It's only six o'clock, please be obedient, go home early, take a shower, and then go to bed, okay? Don't stay up late for me next time, I won't be angry."

The tender words sent fans screaming.

He waved his hand to let the fans take enough photos, then put on the mask again, and walked away quickly under the escort of bodyguards.

Aunt Du came over at some unknown time, and also glanced at the TV: "Ah, what a beautiful omega, she must be a star."

An Luo immediately said: "His name is Xia Zhuxing, he is not a celebrity, none of those celebrities are as good-looking as him."

Aunt Du: "Really?"

An Luo: "Of course, he is a stylist. He is very good. He has designed many princesses and concubines abroad! Ordinary celebrities can't compare to him!"

Aunt Du couldn't help laughing when she saw that An Luo was quite protective.

Then can our Mr. Li compare to him?

An Luo paused, then pursed his lips lightly: "...they are different."

Aunt Du didn't understand, so: "Yes, an alpha and an omega really can't be compared together. But Mr. An is an omega, and I think Mr. An is also very beautiful, and he is not inferior to him."

An Luo smiled faintly and said nothing.

It was fifteen past seven.

An Luo's cell phone rang suddenly.

He took it out and took a look, it was Wu Senhan's phone.

By the way, Wu Senhan told him to pick him up at home at seven in the morning...

But Li Hanxiao...

An Luo frowned, and was about to put the phone to his ear when a hand suddenly stretched out and took An Luo's phone.