He said that he turned and left decisively, and his steady steps still looked as firm as ever. It seemed that no difficulty would defeat him.

But no one saw it. At the moment of turning around, An Ze gently clenched his fists and let his nails pierce into the palm of his hand.

Everything he said was very clear. Every sentence was like sprinkle salt on the red-naked wound.

In my brother's heart, whether it is An Yan who likes to play mischievous mischief or An Mo who loves fruit and is very obedient and obedient, is more important than An Ze who has been sensible since he was a child. They also need more care than Anze.

If one day, all three younger brothers are very seriously injured, the older brother must take care of the most obedient and obedient An Mo, and the second must be the poorest An Yan. As for the fourth brother An Ze, he will only I only took a moment to take a look at the end-to see if the fourth brother managed the wound by himself.

If one day, something happens to An Mo, he will be distressed to take care of him by the bed; if there is an accident in An Yan, he will also call and whisper; if one day, the fourth brother An Ze is performing Glorious and sacrificed during the mission, he probably only sighed in front of the grave and said, "It has been said long ago that he should not go to the military academy."

He won't even shed a tear for him.

However, he will never know the real reason why his fourth brother went to military school.

For so many years, he has been accustomed to his indifference or even disregard. He also knows that the least of his three younger brothers is himself. Although it is clear that this is a fact, every time I hear someone speak directly, I still feel sad.

She Anze thought that after years of training in the army, she had experienced so many life-and-death trials, and she had already developed a strong, calm, and hard-hearted personality.

What I can't ignore is that there is a place in my heart that is still the only weakness of that person.

The name An Anluo is the only weakness in Anze's heart.

Chapter17

Alas.

When Anze returned home, Anluo and Anmo were sitting in the living room eating fruit. Anze walked in front of Anluo and whispered, "Is the brother resting at noon?"

An Luo nodded. "Well, I slept for two hours."

Tong Anze smiled, "Hungry or not? I'll make what you want."

The door suddenly rang, and An Yan walked into the room and interjected, "I want to eat noodles."

Wu Anze ignored him and asked, "Brother?"

Juan Anluo smiled at Shang Anyan's eyes and thought, "Eat noodles."

Zhao Anyan smiled proudly and turned to take a shower in the bathroom. Anze gave him a cold look and turned to the kitchen. An Mo continued to lower his head to eat grapes, with an unrelated look.

An An Luo felt that the atmosphere was a bit wrong, and for a moment he could not help but asked, "Xiao Mo, haven't the two of them been together like this before?"

Zou Anmo had a grape in her mouth and said, "Well, yeah, they've never been together since childhood."

Juan Anluo asked in wonder: "Why?"

"Probably the personality differences are too far away." An Mo smiled and said, "Brother don't think about it, it is normal for quarrels between brothers. I have been used to listening to them for so many years, as long as they don't Just fine. "

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