Rebirth of Brotherly Love | Detailed Summary

ch 24

An Luo's sleep was dreamless due to the sleeping pills. It was not until 7:30 A.M. the next day that the clock woke him up.

When he awoke, An Luo found a strange arm around his waist and another across his chest ...

An Luo actually thought An Ze must have gotten cold in the night and doesn't own another quilt

(；一_一)

He got out of bed roughly, shoving An Ze away and tossing the quilt onto him. An Ze didn't wake up.

With some difficulty, he got into his wheelchair and went to the bathroom to wash up. He noticed some strange redness to his lips and thought he must be eating too many spicy foods lately...

An Luo touched his slightly swollen lip and picked up a handful of cold water and patted it on his face. When he returned An Ze was awake.

An Luo felt a bit embarrassed about waking up in a full body hug, but An Ze seemed to have no sense of it, "You're up so early, sleep well last night?"

 An Luo nodded.

 An ze looked at his red lips and smiled.

An Luo felt the younger brother smiled somewhat inexplicable, puzzled to look at him and asked, "What time did you get back?"

"About 12 o ' An ze," he said.

An Luo again asked, "Did everything go well?"

"It went well," An Ze said.

An Luo nodded, "Oh." He was curious to know more but felt it wasn't his place to ask.

An Ze said, "My brother is not curious about what I am going to do?"

An Luo said, "If it is military secrets, do not need to tell me."

An Ze said, "This is not classified. If my brother wants to know, I can tell you."

An Luo looked up at him, "then you tell me."

Clearly curious to death, but pretended not to be interested in indifference, An ze particularly liked this kind of stubborn-hearted character, could not help but smile,"Last night the police asked for us to assist in tracking and intercepting a drug-smuggling plane in the air."

Smuggling drugs? An Luo gently frowned, he was not unfamiliar with the word, he was heavily involved in the underworld in his last life. Then father died, brother retired, An Luo also gradually left the black way, took a sum of money to do legitimate business in Vancouver.

It never occurred to me that after all these years, the drug dealers Still let a police headache, and now actually use a private plane to transport drugs, really more and more arrogant.

Would An Ze hate it if he knew his brother was a gangster before?

But, as long as you don't say it, no one will ever know I've been born again. Maybe it's selfish to do this, but it's better than letting them accept that An Luo is a mafia family. To be reborn into this body, to convince them that An Luo is just amnesia, maybe it's good for all of us?

   ***

Monday afternoon, An Luo has another Dr. appt. This time he will get his casts off. It's a lovely day in June with a clear sky and flowers blooming. 

The next day he will begin intensive physical therapy with the goal of being able to walk again.

When he arrived at the orthopedic ward, Dr. Song had been waiting there,"An Luo, your complexion looks much better."

The casts are carefully removed. An Luo feels relieved to have the heavy plaster removed. His leg looks awful, morbidly pale, wrinkled and smells, but he's glad to have the cast off at last.

After being brought back by Anze in the evening, An Luo cleaned himself carefully in the bathroom. Gently wiping his leg with a towel, there is no feeling but he isn't discouraged.

An Luo will stay at the hospital during his therapy. An Ze is packing for him. 

"Brother, Dr. Song will take good care of you. The nurse called Song Yuan is trustable other than those two be careful."

His eyes were earnest, and An Luo was aware of the seriousness of the situation. He nodded his head,"I know."

An ze silence for a moment, "I will come to see you every day."

An Luo said: "Good."

     ***

That night An Luo had difficulty falling asleep. He was intensely aware of how close An Ze is to him and of every breath and movement.

When he finally did fall asleep he had a nightmare that combined the car accident he had with his brother An Yang with the accident this body's mother had.

In a car accident, the car rolled down the highway, he heard little An Luo hoarsely calling mother, but in front of the dazzling flames ...

Then there was another car accident, and he dreamt that he was driving out with An Yang. He was knocked down the hillside on the highway, and his face was full of blood and An Yang held his hand tightly, "Luo, you're all right ...Luo, little Luo ..." Who's calling him? Is the mother who has a gentle smile? Or a brother from a previous incarnation.

"Brother...Brother, Wake up. Wake up ... "

An Luo struggled to wake up from the nightmare. An Ze's eyes are full of concern. "Did my brother have nightmares again?"

An ze took a towel and moved softly and lightly, wiped off an Luo's cold sweat.

An Luo clenched his fists and calmed his heartbeat, and long exhaled, saying, "Yes. There were so many strange images."

An Ze asked: "What image?"

An Luo frowned and did not answer.

An Ze didn't push for an answer, he patted his shoulder and offered a sleeping pill. "It's only 3:00 am still plenty of time to rest."

An Luo nodded accepting the pill and water from An Ze.

After turning off the light again to sleep, An Luo was a little edgy. He didn't tell An Ze what was strange to An Luo is... The two crashes in the dream happened in exactly the same way.

Same

It was on the freeway, it was also hit by a car down the hillside, the same tumbling to the hillside, and then burned to ashes.

The two accidents ...

Apart from the very similar patterns that occur, will there be his connection?

 An Luo gently frowned.

Supposedly, I was reborn more than 20 years after the Xilin city, great changes have taken place. There is no relationship between those people and their homes. There is no objective connection between the two accidents.

An Luo mind suddenly flashed a key doubt!

That year the accident he experienced was made to happen by someone trying to kill them.

Was this An Luo's mother murdered? Otherwise, how can a good car suddenly slide down the hill to explode?

   ***

An Luo is beginning to wonder how he can have such vivid realistic dreams of little Luo and his mother. He even has strong feelings. It really seems like memories.

An Luo came out of the bedroom to find An Ze sitting in the living room reading the newspaper, the table is set for lunch.

An Luo asked, "You don't go to work today?"

 An ze said, "Today is a holiday."

He put down the newspaper and walked over to push An Luo's wheelchair to the table. "Brother after eating I'll take you to the hospital."

An Luo nodded and ate lunch with him.

This one-week time, An ze has been personally cooking for An Luo. An Luo's appetite has been spoiled, grown accustomed to his pot of soup. The original food requirements of An Luo seems to change to became a greedy cat.