Chapter 89:

Looking at the calm and confident look on his face, An Yang could not help but smile a little, and said, "Your reasoning is indeed reasonable, but we need evidence to investigate."
An An Luo glanced at him and said, "There is another clue. When I was at home, I found that my room had a monitor installed."
Wu Anyang nodded, "It seems that our inference is not wrong. The person who wants to get rid of you this time is the family who knows you very well."
The two stared at each other and silently inadvertently.
Although Luanluo didn't have much affection for those "family members" with the surname An, it can be inferred that such a result was not very good for her. If there is an inner ghost in Anjia, An Mo's suspicion is of course the biggest. After all, he saw the death of his parents with his own eyes. Therefore, he may bury the hatred in his heart. It's just that An Mo looks very obedient, and has a very gentle temper. It's also very distressing to lose his parents when he was young. An Luo really can't imagine his killer look.
But if not An Mo, who else?
An Luo just wanted to share his thoughts with An Yang. At this moment, An Yang's phone suddenly rang. An Yang picked up the cell phone and said, "I found it so soon? Okay ... trouble faxing the information. Here, thank you. "
The information came quickly, An Yang turned around and took a stack of information, and looked back at An Luo's confused eyes, explaining: "Colleagues of the Intelligence Department have found the information of An Zhi."
An Luo nodded, "Is there anything you can find?"
Wu Anyang shook her head. "It looks normal. After divorcing An Yudong, she rented a house outside and lived alone. There was very little contact with Anjia and there was no record of having children again."
An Anluo frowned slightly, so how could the little boy in the dream who called his elder brother explain? Is it just a strange dream?
安 Just when An Luo was puzzled, knocking suddenly outside the door, followed by An Ze's voice: "Brother, would you like to have some supper?"
Wu Anluo looked at his watch, only to find that it was eleven o'clock at this time, and he unknowingly stayed in the study for four hours.
Wu Anyang sighed, "Your four younger brother, An Ze, is really good to you, and I will go to prepare you late at night."
An Anlu whispered, "He is only good to his brother, not to me."
An Yang slightly smiled, "In fact, as long as you do n’t say anything, An Ze will never know. If you want, you can continue to be a brother with him, so that he will not be sad because his brother died, The best of both worlds, isn't it? "
An Anluo was silent for a moment before he said, "I don't want to lie to him."
He said, he pushed the wheelchair towards the door.
Wu Anyang looked at his back thoughtfully, always felt that An Luo was very proud, but also very lonely.
Even if such a rational decision would undoubtedly make him lose all his affection and leave him alone in this world, he would not bother to let go of his self-esteem and become a substitute.
Anluo is obviously a kind of person whose reason is greater than emotion. Once such a person makes a decision, it is difficult to change. An Yang did not want to persuade him to change, but felt that it was a pity.
It's a pity that Anze didn't know that Anluo in front of him was no longer his beloved brother. It's a pity that Anluo obviously cares about Anze's feelings. He likes his brother very much, but out of pride and self-esteem, he has to cut off the brotherhood.

When he opened the door, he just met An Ze's eyes. For some reason, An Luo didn't dare to look directly into his eyes, subconsciously looked away, and said softly, "It's so late, haven't you slept yet?"
Wu Anze looked at him and whispered, "I'm afraid you're hungry and made your favorite fish fillet."
Juan Anluo quickly shook her head and said, "It's all right, I'm not hungry."
It's a pity that the empty stomach sold him, and when he said this, his stomach suddenly groaned.
"..." An Luo's ears appeared red because of embarrassment.
Tong Anze looked at him with red ears, his eyes became tender, and he smiled slightly, and said, "Go back to the bedroom, I'll get you some food."
"Um." An Luo turned back to the bedroom, just parked the wheelchair, saw the bedroom door was pushed open, and An Ze quickly brought a bowl of fish fillet to his hand.
An Luo was a bit hungry. In addition, his favorite fish fillet was in front of him. The savory flavor quickly evoked appetite. An Luo also politely took the spoon and lowered his head to sip the porridge. ate up.
Wu Anze looked at him and asked, "Are you full?"
An Luo nodded. "Yes."
Xi Anze took the empty bowl from his hand and set it aside, caring authentically: "You just talked to An Sir so long ago. Has the case progressed?"
Juan Anluo shook her head and said, "Not yet."
Wu Anze was silent for a moment. "You have been in the study for four hours. I don't believe you are chatting."
Seeing that An Luo was still silent, An Ze went to the bed and sat down, holding his hand gently and saying, "Brother, do you have anything to hide from me?"
Feeling the warm temperature on the back of his hand, An Luo's mood was suddenly contradictory.
In fact, even if the truth of rebirth is told, Anluo believes that Anze will not take him like that. However, Anze has always respected his brother so much. If he knew that his brother had already died, he would be very sad. Anluo did not want to see Anze sad.
安 Since rebirth, Anze was the only one who really cared about him and the only one who had given him warmth.
Perhaps it was Anze who was too gentle and caring for him during this time, making him rare and soft to Anze, and he was very concerned about Anze's feelings. He didn't want to deceive him or hurt him directly. .
Seeing that An Luo was in deep thought, An Ze gently pressed his shoulders and whispered, "Brother, what happened? I will be very worried about you."
Juan An met his gaze, and after a long silence, he said, "I'll tell you everything when it's appropriate."
Anze wants to say something, but sees that Anluo turns to support his body with his arms and wants to go to bed. Anze has to temporarily relieve his doubts, help him lie on the bed, and shift the topic: "Are your legs better? "
An Luo nodded, "I feel conscious in both legs."
Wu Anze said, "I'll give you a massage again."
He Anze said, sitting next to the bed, holding up An Luo's trouser legs, gently pressing his legs with his fingers.
An Anluo was lying on the bed, relaxing, feeling the comfort of his fingers when pressing his calf.
Maybe it's because of the gentle movement of An Ze's massage. Gradually, there was a drowsiness, and An Luo actually fell asleep.
"Brother, your legs are recovering well. Why not try to stand up tomorrow?" An Ze said as he massaged. He didn't get a response for a long while. He looked up and saw that An Luo had closed his eyes and breathed evenly. Obviously Is asleep.
He Anze could not help but smile slightly, retracted his hand, covered him with a quilt, leaned down and kissed his forehead gently, saying, "Good night."
Juan Anluo didn't notice his unconscious change. In the life of the previous decades, he was very alert and never fell asleep with someone beside him. However, at this time, he was able to fall asleep beside Anza without any precaution. Because of habits, or something else?