Rebirth of Brotherly Love

An Ze put away his washbasin and towel, and said, "Is your brother hungry? I'll go downstairs and get something to eat."

After seeing him turn around and leave, An Luo suddenly said, "Anze, you like your brother very much, don't you?"

Anze's back snapped, and his fingers even began to tremble slightly.

Seeing that Anze did not answer, Anluo continued to calmly ask, "What would you do if your brother died unexpectedly when he was abducted last time?"

An Ze turned back and whispered, "Don't talk nonsense, aren't you good now?"

An Luo looked up and looked straight into An Ze's eyes. "I mean if."

Anze frowned, without answering.

An Luo said: "If my brother didn't get back in the hospital last time, and there was no memory loss, but he died directly?"

The eyes of the two met in the air, facing each other silently, no one was willing to make concessions.

After a long time, Anze finally said: "Sorry, I can't accept the kind of if you said."

"Anze ..."

"Don't think wildly, I won't let you get into trouble again." Anze interrupted him with a calm face, and turned and walked out. When I came to the door, I suddenly stopped and said seriously, "Brother, this time you can survive, it is my greatest luck ... please don't make fun of this kind of thing."

Anze's stiff back quickly disappeared into sight.

There was a depressing silence in the ward, and An Luo looked at the closed door and frowned deeply.

——Unfortunately, the greatest luck for you is the greatest misfortune for me. I would rather die in that air crash than regenerate in An Luo's body somehow.

Recalling how much the two get along in these days, the little bit of warmth and love, like the mirage in a dream, looks so beautiful, but it is an illusion that does not exist at all.

Anza, how can I tell you ... your brother is already dead?

Chapter27

The week passed very quickly. An Luo stayed at the hospital in peace with Dr. Song's treatment plan. An Ze also persisted in massaging him every day. On Friday afternoon, when An Ze put a hot towel on his leg again. An Luo suddenly felt a little faint warmth. The warm feeling was passed from the place where An Ze's palm touched. Although it was very vague, An Luo's heart was very happy. He knew that his legs were gradually getting better. Regaining consciousness may soon get rid of the wheelchair and walk like a normal person.

The next day was the birthday of Grandpa An Guangyao. Tonight, Anzai stayed in the hospital for the night again. Anluo saw that he had brought a delicately packed box with him, and couldn't help but ask, "What is this?"

"Preparing a birthday gift for grandpa. Does my brother want to see it?" Anzai said, and took the box to his brother, opened it, and saw a palm-sized jade carving inside. The texture of the jade was obviously excellent. It looks crystal clear.

Wu Anze explained: "Grandpa likes to collect ancient jade very much, so I chose a jade carving as his birthday gift."

An Luo nodded, silent for a moment, and said, "Yes, I should also prepare a gift. What do you think is a good gift?" Grandpa's birthday gift, as the elder grandson of the family, can't go empty-handed.

Wu Anze said, "Brother doesn't have to worry about it. This jade was bought by our two brothers together. I have written your name on the greeting card, and the two of us will not give you a gift."

Anluo opened the greeting card, and it turned out that the names of the two brothers Anluo and Anze were written side by side. I did not expect that Anze thought so thoughtfully, and there was no need to worry about his birthday.

An An Luo put the greeting card back, looked up at An Ze and said, "You are very careful."

Anze froze for a moment, feeling happy because he was complimented in front of his brother, and could not help but smile in his eyes, "I don't blame me for making my own opinion."

Juan Anluo said, "Of course not."

Even though he was calm and calm on the surface, he was still a younger brother in essence. When his brother exaggerated a few words, he became obviously in a better mood. An Luo felt such an Anze was very cute. And said, "Tough work for you, Anzai."

Anze was photographed 愣 there, and after a while, he said, "No, it should ..."

Unfortunately, An Luo has turned the wheelchair to the bathroom and did not hear him.

An Ze looked at the back of his hands. It seemed that the unique body temperature belonging to An Luo still remained in the place where he had just been held. Since the memory loss, his brother has treated him much better, no longer as cold as before Don't smell it. The older brother seems to be back in that childhood that makes people feel warm and beautiful. He will personally teach his brother to peel the lychee, and he will pat the brother's hand to express his appreciation and encouragement ...

An elder brother like this makes Anze feel particularly gentle and very exciting.

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The next morning, when An Luo woke up, he saw that An Ze was rubbing his shoulders hard and couldn't help but say, "What are you doing?"

Wu Anze whispered, "It may be that I fell asleep. After waking up, my neck is stiff."

An Luo thought that he must be sleeping because of the distorted posture of sleeping on the sofa, but a brother so tall had to sleep on such a small sofa. It was really nothing to blame. . "

Wu Anze walked to the bed with a puzzled look. "Brother?"

An Anluo pointed to the bed, "Sit."

Wu Anze sat down in bed.

Juan Anluo said, "Turn around."

Wu Anze turned and turned his back to him. Suddenly in doubt, he suddenly felt that his hands were gently placed on his back neck. The familiar feeling was obviously his brother's hand.

Wu Anze stiffened his back, but heard his brother whisper, "Relax."

"... Oh." Anzai obediently relaxed, and his hands began to gently massage Anza's sore neck.

The strength of his hands was very gentle. The stiff muscles gradually relaxed under the rubbing of his hands. The comfortable strength continued from the neck to the shoulders. Even the muscles of the shoulders were carefully taken care of.

Slender fingers, with gentle movements. Between the scratches and presses, Anze's whole heart hung up, as if he didn't grab his shoulders, but his own heart. An Ze held his breath, and even heard his throbbing heartbeat, almost all his blood was concentrated where he touched his fingers.

He is actually massaging me ... He is actually massaging me ...

Wu Anze's mind echoed the unbelievable voice in his heart repeatedly. Even before, he couldn't even dream of dreaming that his brother would sit behind him and gently massage his shoulders. Such a beautiful picture is too luxurious for Anze.

此 At this moment, however, that extravagant hope has become a reality.

Wu Anze sat on the bed, as if he didn't dare to move like a statue, for fear that such a beautiful get along was just an illusion in his dream.