Chapter 82:

"Your brother?" Anyang paused. "Isn't he in the hospital?"
"This is a good show that you and my grandfather performed together. Those deceptive words don't have to tell me." An Ze gave a slight meal, staring straight at An Yang, "Let me see my brother."
Wu Anyang shook her head: "No, your brother is now being watched. I must keep him safe."
"If you don't believe me, you can handcuff me, point a gun at my back, and hold me to see him."
"..." An Yang was silent.
"You can even shut me up and cut off all my contact with the outside world." An Ze raised his eyebrows slightly. "I changed a new set of clothes when I came out today, and my mobile phone stayed at home. There are eavesdroppers. "
"..."
"If An Sir doesn't agree, I'll have to wait for you from the police station every day to get off work. I follow people and I've never lost them."
After a long time, An Yang finally smiled helplessly and said, "You're really stubborn." Turning to the car, when he opened the door, he beckoned again, "Let's keep up."

Twenty-five hours later, the two cars parked in front of the Anyang villa.
Jian Anze opened the door and got out of the car. He looked at the two-storey villa in front of him and asked, "Here he is?"
Wu Anyang nodded: "This is my private villa, which is still safe for now." Take out the key to open the door, An Yang turned back and smiled and said, "Go in, your brother is in the bedroom on the first floor."
Wu Anze walked into the room and rushed to the bedroom door.
I opened the door and saw that An Luo was in the bedroom, leaning on the bedside and reading a book.
When he heard someone coming in, An Luo raised his head and looked at the last pair of familiar eyes—Anze? Why is he here? Before An Luo was surprised, he had no time to speak, and saw that An Ze suddenly rushed over like a large animal.
"Brother." Anze took Anluo into his arms, resting his chin on his shoulder, and tightened his arm, "I'm here to see you, brother."
"..." An Luo's book fell to the ground with a bang.
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Anyang and Suzi walked to the door of the bedroom and saw that Anze was hugging his brother tightly, but Anluo was puzzled, and even made a little helpless by the sudden warm embrace. Books fell to the ground ...
Wu Anyang touched her nose funnyly, and closed the door gently for them.
In the bedroom, Anzao was holding Anluo tightly, rubbing their bodies together with almost the same intensity, making Anluo even have some difficulty breathing. An Luo struggled, but An Ze tightened his arms.
An An Luo frowned uncomfortably, and just about to let him go, he heard a deep, hoarse voice in his ear: "Brother, I thought you really had an accident ..."
An Luo froze, listening to the husky voice of An Ze obviously because of lack of sleep. He couldn't help but be touched. He reached out and patted his back gently, comfortingly, "I'm fine, you put it first. open."
Wu Anze then let go of his arms, stared at An Luo's face, and seriously asked, "Are you really not hurt?"
This ambiguous distance, the distance of the nose is less than five centimeters, and you can directly kiss the other person a little forward ... When he spoke, his breath was warmly sprayed on his face, and those deep eyes were worried, concerned, and intense. Emotions were intertwined, and he could even hear his fierce heartbeat in the quiet bedroom.
Uncle was watching at such a close distance, An Luo was a little uncomfortable in his heart, but strange ... he didn't want to avoid it.
太多 Too much has happened in the past two days. Grandpa was attacked at his birthday party, but when he woke up, he was in a strange place. Someone told him that Anluo had schizophrenia, and then met Anyang ...
Everything was taken by surprise, and my mind became confused.
On the surface, An Luo is pretending to be calm, but his heart is actually very disturbed. He very much hopes that someone can stay with him, but those family members who have settled down have not even had a phone call ... They must think that An Luo was rescued in the hospital. It is impossible to suspect that Anlo in the hospital was fake.
It wasn't until Anze suddenly appeared in front of him that Anluo realized that it was actually this moment that he had been expecting faintly for the past two days ... Anze took a caring look to make Anluo's heart empty, as if Fill in something.
"Brother." Anzay asked in confusion, "I clearly saw you being hit by a bullet, why are you not injured?"
An Luo was drawn back to his thoughts and explained in a low voice: "I was shot by anesthesia and lost consciousness. The gunshot you heard should be another person cheating. At the time, there were a lot of people posing as hotels. Police officers, deliberately created confusion and took me away. "
"Oh, that's it." Anze nodded, glanced at An Luo, and gently held his hand. "You're fine."
The two stared at each other silently. After a while, An Luo suddenly asked, "Yes, why are you here?"
Wu Anze gave a cough. "I followed the police and followed me all the way."
"... It's so ridiculous." An Luo frowned anxiously. "Did they not embarrass you?"
Wu Anze shook his head. "No, they agreed to see me."
"But over the military area ..."
"Rest assured, I took the leave." An Zewei smiled, but he didn't expect his brother to care about himself and could not help holding his hands tighter.
An An Luo was holding his hand, a little awkward in his heart. But I felt that ... between brothers, it did n’t matter if you shook your hand. Anze cared so much about himself and ran over to take leave. He could n’t shake his hand coldly, right?
Ignoring the weird feeling in the bottom of his heart, he let his hands clenched tightly. An Luo didn't know what to say, so he had to be silent.
Neither of them spoke anymore, and the atmosphere seemed to be a little ambiguous between them.
I stayed quietly with him like this, An Luo found that he was not disgusted.
Suddenly, the door was pushed open, and a familiar, smiling voice came to his ears: "Are you two brothers finished telling the story?"
An Anluo quickly withdrew his hands, his face a little awkward.
Wu Anze was disturbed, naturally unhappy, turned back coldly and said, "Is there something wrong with An Sir?"
Wu Anyang smiled slightly, "Can chat fill your stomach? Come out for dinner, and then talk slowly when you are full."
Wu Anze then reacted and quickly turned back and said, "Brother, are you hungry? Let's have dinner first."
He said, he naturally reached out his hand, opened the quilt, and hugged An Luo directly.