Chapter 130:

Wu Anze stayed up almost all night. The joy, excitement, anticipation, and worry about his brother's safety that he would soon see his brother left him with no sleep at all that night. He had insomnia until seven in the morning, got up, washed his face, ate breakfast, and drove directly to the airport.
The flight to Vancouver was boarding at 8:30 in the morning. Anze sat at the boarding gate and waited until 8.20. The radio announcer suddenly heard a clear voice: "Dear passengers, flight CA1206 to Vancouver, because Weather is delayed until 10:30 in the morning ... "
Wu Anze frowned.
I looked out the window, and it turned out that there were dark clouds. The wind violently rose, a flash of thunder and lightning, and a sudden downpour in the sky. The drive to the airport just now was cloudy. I didn't expect to start raining as soon as I arrived at the airport, so that the flight was delayed for two hours. The surrounding passengers watched this kind of weather complaining one after another.
Anze was sitting at the boarding gate, and suddenly he was a little stunned.
The strange anxiety made him unable to calm down and wait. He always had a bad hunch that he felt like something had happened to his brother. The more I thought about it, the more I worried about it. I took out my mobile phone and dialed the number directly given by Ming Lang, but there was a long unattended state.
什么 What is he doing? Why don't you answer the phone?
When Wu Anze was upset, he had to go to the next bookstore to buy the magazine and read it, but the magazine was turned page by page, but he didn't know what was being said, and there was no way to concentrate.
The two-hour wait is as long as two centuries.
Wu Anze was very regretful and annoyed. In fact, as long as he was more careful, he could find that his brother's birthday was the same as An Luo's sacrifice date, his brother's age and the plane crash time were so obvious. However, the evidence found by Yu Minglang at that time was solid, and An Luo always insisted that "I'm not your brother", which caused An Ze not to continue to insist on the idea that "he might be brother".
He even forced him to leave indirectly because he did not know how to get along with him, forcing him to go abroad alone.
If he had an accident abroad, Anze would not forgive himself in this life.
Anze waited nervously for two hours, holding his mobile phone, and the rainstorm finally stopped. On the electronic version of the boarding gate, the flight to Vancouver was changed to "Begin Boarding", and Anze immediately brought his bag. , And line up at the gate with the surrounding passengers.
After getting on the plane, I finally felt a little relieved. Long-distance flights would be very tiring. Anze, like everyone around him, leaned on his seat and planned to sleep for a while. Because of not sleeping last night, Anze actually fell asleep very quickly.
An Luo appeared again in Xun Meng. This time, An Ze no longer suffered from confusing the two. The older brother and the later Anluo had similar personalities, and the slight tenderness hidden under the indifferent expression always fascinated Anze.
梦 He dreamed that he was nestling in his brother's arms when he was a kid, and quietly let him feed porridge to drink.
After dreaming about growing up, An Luo awakened from the dream at midnight, his face was very pale and distressing, and he embraced him tenderly and comforted him patiently ... Then, the brother was like that Go to sleep in your arms.
I watched him look quiet after he fell asleep in his arms, and Anzai felt particularly satisfied.
What about my brother? An Ze only knew that that person was the only one in his life who wanted to cherish and protect him.

Strangely had a very long and beautiful dream, the aircraft had reached the end point when waking up, the flight attendant conducted a final inspection in the cabin, An Ze opened the sun visor and glanced at the clouds outside the window. The city gradually showed a clear outline ... this is where my brother lived for a few years, belonging to his previous life.
Now that I think about it, I do n’t really need to mind if he has memories of previous lives. An Ze even thinks that his brother who has memories of previous lives will be more complete. He has more than twice as many people ’s painful experiences in his mind. .
出来 After coming out of the airport, An Ze immediately took a taxi to the address given by Yu Minglang and flew away. He didn't even appreciate the exotic style outside the window along the way.
The taxi finally stopped in front of a small villa in the suburbs. Compared with the bustling and bustling downtown area, here seemed clean and free. An Luo always hated the noisy environment. Choosing this place as his residence also fit his personality.
Step by step closer to this chic little villa, An Ze suddenly found that he actually became tense, just like the young man who was preparing to confess to his loved one for the first time, even seeping a layer of sweat in his heart.
He took a deep breath to calm his emotions. Anze stood at the door and rang the bell. After pressing it several times, a footstep finally came to the door.
The door opened and saw Anze standing in front of the door, An Luo's face suddenly stiffened.
He stared at each other for a moment, before An Luo said coldly, "What are you doing here? Didn't you say you wouldn't contact you again?"
"I……"
Before Anzai finished, she slammed the door and closed it close to her nose.
Wu Anze touched his nose that was almost crooked, and his heart was helpless.
I cut off all contact and stopped contacting each other, which is indeed what he said to An Luo. He knew that An Luo must be angry. After all, he had driven him away at that time, and now he came to him with a cheek. Naturally, An Luo didn't want to care about him.
Wu Anze gently patted the door with his hand in remorse, and said softly, "You open the door, I have something to tell you."
An Luo's cold voice came from the squatter room: "Nothing to say, you go back."
"... Would you like to open the door first? Let's have a good talk." Anze's tone was like coaxing an awkward lover.
Luan Luo apparently did not eat this set, still cold and indifferent at all, and turned to the living room.
Wu Anze did not expect that Da Laoyuan came to eat a closed door. Of course, he also understood that An Luo did not want to see him. Some time ago, he did go too far, and he was very indifferent to An Luo. He also doubted that he would take away his property and even indirectly drive him away ...
Even if he is not his brother, he is an innocent victim and should not be treated like that.
Wu Anze regretted it and wanted to return to the past and give himself a slap.
Seeing that Anluo was completely motionless, Anze continued to knock on the door without much meaning, so he had to wait patiently at the door.
About half an hour later, the door suddenly opened. An Luo walked to the door with a calm face and handed Anze a card. "When I went abroad, I took a sum of money, principal and interest from your brother's credit card. It's all here and it's back to you now. "
"..." As he said, Anza's heart was even more uncomfortable. When he was impulsive, he said in front of him, "You can never replace my brother." An Luo must have been very sad when he heard such words ... so he would put away everything related to his brother, not even a penny. Even interest is liquidated.
Tong Anluo looked up at Anze, and said with a cold face, "With my ability, I can fully support myself. I live here very well and I am very calm. Now that I have decided to make two cuts, please don't bother me again."
The door was closed again gently.
Anze obviously could block his closing motion, but at this moment, Anze suddenly found that he was not qualified to break in regardless of the other party's wishes. He wanted to see An Luo and show his heart to An Luo, but he must learn to respect An Luo. Having completely harmed this person, Anzai did not want to turn into a terrible, unreasonably bad image in his heart.
I walked across the door and after a long silence, Anze whispered, "I'm sorry."
Juan An's back was a bit unnaturally stiff.
Wu Anze continued to whisper, "I'm sorry ... An Luo."
I do n’t know if Anluo in the room heard this. This is the first time Anze apologized to his brother. , Will not say "sorry" to him again.

Anluo in the squatter house was also in a mixed mood.
He did not expect that An Ze would run abroad to find someone. The moment he saw him, he thought he was dreaming.