Chapter 3:

During the car accident in An Yang, he was young and carried the burden left by his father alone. He gradually became accustomed to going through various difficulties. He was accustomed to waking up late at night and looking at the dark room. The only faint light in it.

That was a delicate lighter. At the age of eighteen, An Yang made a high-priced birthday gift for him. It was engraved with the word "Luo" and he regarded it as a treasure on the bedside, and he was reluctant to use it.

A small night pearl is set in the middle of the lighter, which will glow brightly at night.

Whenever he woke up late at night and was devoured by the terrible darkness, An Luo would hold the glowing lighter in his hand, look at the faint light, and feel the cold temperature of the metal. Will make him more calm.

Many years have passed.

He is no longer the little An Luo who was curious about smoking after seeing Anyang smoking; he is no longer the little An Luo who secretly hid his brother's lighter in his pocket; he is no longer that Behind the older brother quietly looked up at the younger brother of the older brother's back.

Now he is the owner of the house and already has the highest rights.

He is always cold in front of outsiders. He is accustomed to expressionless expressions and used to talk coldly. No one knows. In fact, there is a gap in his heart that can never be filled.

缺口 That gap is Anyang.

The secret feeling of crushing on a person is actually difficult to say clearly in words.

I have been secretly in love for so long that I can't remember when I first fell in love with Anyang for the first time, or even the original opportunity.

Only the first time I met An Yang was still clearly engraved in my head.

It was still an adolescent youth. When he was raised in grandma's house from an early age, he came to a strange home for the first time. He was completely unfamiliar with the home environment. Anyang from the clothes stepped downstairs, stretched her arms with a smile, and gave him a strange but warm embrace.

I remember he whispered in his ear, "Welcome home, An Luo. I am your brother, Anyang."

I was at that moment, that person was identified as his close relative. Even later, it slowly became the love in my heart.

It is a pity that such a secret love is destined to have no results.



Lu Anluo looked at the dark night outside the window, and a slightly bitter smile appeared on the corners of her lips.

Turned around and took the delicate lighter from the bedside, and gently held it in the palm of the hand to feel the familiar temperature ... Never told Anyang, in fact, he liked this gift very much, this is what he received from childhood to age, best gift.

Alas-even if he can't get his love all his life, he never regrets everything he did for him.

I just, if there is an afterlife, I hope that they will not meet again.

Because of this doomed road, he has no energy and continues to go on.

☆, Chapter02

The first rays of morning light spilled through the window screen into the room, reflecting the cold outline of the sleeping man's face in the bedroom.