Chapter 50:

Maybe it is because he rarely cares for others so much, right?



After dinner, the brothers sat on the sofa in the living room and watched the TV. The four big men watched the TV series together. It was boring. Anze directly picked up the remote control and switched the TV station to the sports channel. There were no exciting games today. Sitting in the living room, no one was talking, the atmosphere was a bit embarrassing.

Zhao Anyan suddenly proposed: "How about the four of us, why not play Mahjong?"

Wu Anze was too lazy to ignore him, An Mo was still eating grapes.

Zhao Anyan was ignored and had to walk beside An Luo, smiling flatteringly, "Brother, what do you say? It's been a long time since I played Mahjong, and it's so easy for four people to be here and just open a table."

An Anlu looked back at him, "I can't play Mahjong."

She Anyan said with a smile: "It's OK to play poker."

"I don't know how to play poker."

"Brother ..."

"Go back and sit." An Luo pointed to the sofa opposite.

"..." An Yan had to release the wheelchair and lay back on the sofa.

During the intermission of the game, the television advertisement of An Yan's endorsement was broadcast on the TV. Looking at the anxious and handsome An Yan on the TV, he looked back at him like a pied dog with his arms wide open on the sofa. Yan, Anluo couldn't help pulling his mouth out of the air with a stiff face-this second brother is really a freak.

After watching a boring TV show for a while, An Mo finally finished eating a plate of grapes and went back to sleep before yawning. An Yan also went back to the bedroom to go online. An Ze turned off the TV and looked back at An Luo, whispering, "No It's early, let my brother rest. "

An An Luo did feel sleepy, nodded and said, "OK."

Wu Anze pushed the wheelchair into his bedroom, helped him to the bed, carefully covered the quilt, and said, "Good night, brother."

Lu Anluo felt that his eyelids were very heavy, and the face of Anzai gradually became blurred. Even before the words of good night were too late, he closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

Everyone was asleep, the lights in the living room were turned off, and the house's villa gradually quieted down.

I didn't know when it was raining outside the window. The raindrops of Lili knocked on the window, making a rhythmic ticking sound. The sound of rain became clearer and clearer in the quiet late night, but still could not wake the sleeping people.



一点 At one o'clock in the morning, a very faint light suddenly lit up in a room on the first floor of the home.

The faint light reached the doorway of Anluo's bedroom. As the light source moved, the footsteps of leather shoes and the floor softly sounded clearly in the silent villa, even with a low echo.

The door of Juan Anluo's bedroom was gently opened and someone came in.

Looking at the quiet sleeping face of the person lying on the bed by the light of the mobile phone-different from the expressionless indifference and arrogance when he was awake, after he fell asleep, his long eyelashes covered his eyes and looked gentler than usual. a lot of.

He couldn't help but reached out, and gently touched his cheek, his thumb slid past his seemingly cold and thin lips reluctantly, Anza leaned down, and lightly printed a kiss on his forehead.

"Brother ... I'm sorry."