Chapter 96:

The furniture and decoration in the squatter house are all European-style. A double-layered crystal chandelier is installed on the top of the living room. When the switch is turned on, the light that looks like a lighted candle looks very beautiful. In addition, the sofa, wine cabinet and table are all in uniform ivory, the corners of the table are carved with delicate carvings, and the floor is also covered with soft white carpet.
显然 The owner of this home obviously enjoys life, and the entire room is extremely comfortable.
As soon as she entered the door, An Anze said coldly, "You talk, I'll go to the bathroom."
Seeing his back seemed very anxious, An Luo thought that he probably drank too much water. He had been in the car for so long. He was anxious, looked at the direction of the bathroom, and didn't care. Young said: "This is your secret stronghold?"
She Anyang smiled and said, "This is my home."
Juan Anluo was surprised. "The house in the western suburbs is ..."
An Yang said: "It was only left by my parents and occasionally lived here. This is my real home. I usually return here after work. Colleagues, friends, and many people know this place. This place is facing the Xilin Police Station. , Opposite to the People's Hospital in the city center you have been in before. "
No wonder, when the car just came in, I felt a little familiar with the surrounding environment. It turned out that this is the location of the city center.
Tong Anyang looked out the window and said, "They shouldn't have thought that I would take you directly to this most dangerous place."
Wu Anluo nodded and said, "I didn't expect you to be so bold. Maybe they are still searching for your unknown hiding place. Unexpectedly, you will take me directly to the city center."
Lu Anyang said, "I also have a house at the beach resort. I think they are probably chasing there at the moment."
An Anluo was silent for a moment, and couldn't help wondering, "Why do you have so many houses?"
She Anyang said flatly, "My parents are in business and they are rich. The two houses were left when they went abroad."
Juan Anluo wondered, "Your parents are businessmen, why do you go to be a policeman?"
An Yang seemed to frown with a little distress. "It is a dream, and it will definitely be joked ... But it is strange that since I was a child, I have a very good opinion of the police industry, and I also feel very embarrassed when I see people wearing police uniforms. Kindly, afterwards, the ghost sent God to be a police officer, and I felt incredible. "Slightly," Of course, I like my job now. "
An Luo was silent.
In fact, he may not have been accidental as a police officer.
When I entered the room just now, there was a kind of illusion in Anluo ... I came to my brother's residence.
Nordic-style furniture, chandeliers in the living room, murals on the walls, soft carpets, white sofas ... the layout and preferences of the room are so similar to those of Anyang, even the color of the curtains is exactly the same as the deck chairs on the balcony.
An Luo remembers that his brother used to lie in the sun on the balcony. Su Zihang was sitting beside him while eating an apple while reading a book quietly. Sometimes he looked at him and fell asleep, and Su Zihang would lean on him gently. Snoring, the unfinished fruit occasionally rolled to his hand, he didn't mind, picked it up and continued to eat the other half.
For many afternoons, when An Luo took a lot of information to consult his brother, he always saw such a warm and quiet picture.
Every time, Anyang put his index finger on his lips and made a snoring motion.
He was afraid that An Luo's footsteps would wake up Su Zihang while he was asleep. He always leaned over carefully and took Su Zihang to the bedroom next door to cover the quilt. Then he turned back and calmly and even coldly analyzed An Luo's home. Question, sometimes a sentence can determine a person's life and death.
的 The tenderness in his eyes seemed to be an illusion.
He was a ruthless prince of the underworld family in his previous life, and in this life, he could also be a just policeman. An Yangcong is a very complicated person. The two colors of black and white are mixed on his body, but the contradiction is consistent.
Looking at the familiar decoration style in front of him, An Luo's chest suddenly felt a pain like acupuncture.
He is An Yang ...
The young police officer in front of him, he is really Anyang ...
An An suddenly felt ironic.
The person who strangled once thought that he could be completely relieved from the desperate and entangled feelings of previous lives, but did not expect that he would encounter An Yang again after being born again. Even more tragic is that no matter his past life or this life, he will always be a passenger in his life, and he does not even leave any trace in his memory.
I only knew at this moment that no matter if An Yang was alive or dead, no matter what he became, the only thing in his heart would never be An Luo. He would become an excellent policeman because of Su Zihang, but he completely forgot the name Anluo.
An Anluo is just a younger brother.
I can only forget my brother.
"What's wrong?" Looking at An Luo's pale face, An Yang couldn't help asking, "An Luo?"
Luan Luo turned back and looked up at him. The young man in front was wearing the same white shirt as the memory, and her familiar eyes were full of concerns ... But at this moment, An Luo felt extremely strange.
"It's okay, I have a headache ..." An Luo said coldly, holding on to his temples, "I want to rest first."
Wu Anyang nodded. "Okay, I'll help you to the bedroom."

Juan An lay down on the bed, closed her eyes, but did not sleep at all.
If it wasn't for An Yang's appearance, An Luo might slowly forget everything in the past, but now, An Yang is always in front of his eyes. When he sees him, An Luo will remember many things in the past, and those memories are still alive. As always, it is impossible to erase.
Perhaps I should leave here as soon as possible, even if I live alone in a strange country, it is better to look at this face exactly like An Yang suffering every day.
I just have no clue in this case ...
By the way, An Luo sat up and suddenly a picture flashed in his mind.
He took the mobile phone from the bed, and his fingers mimicked the movements in a dream and swiped on the mobile phone keyboard.
In the dream world, when he turned on the phone, the passwords looked like a strange figure ...
Is a triangle ... or ...
Last night's dream became blurred at a critical moment. He couldn't remember what the figure was. He rubbed his temples with a headache, and An Luo firmly grasped his head, which seemed to burst like pain, with deep fingers. Ground into the hair.
在 At this moment, the bedroom light suddenly turned on, and Anze came in.
Seeing An Luo sitting on the bed holding his head firmly, An Ze quickly hurried to his bed and sat down, gently holding him in his arms, "Brother, don't force yourself to think about something you don't remember, your spirit will Crashed. "
Juan Anluo quickly recovered his composure, pushing him away and saying, "It doesn't matter, I can hold it."
Wu Anze watched him silent.
Wu Anluo looked up at Anze's eyes and always felt that he was a bit wrong. He had not spoken along the way just now. An Luo looked at him and said, "What's wrong?"