MTL - Rebirth of Brotherly Love-Chapter 122

Speaking of An Guangyao's old man, An Luo couldn't help feeling a little uncomfortable. In addition to heart disease, his heart has always been guilty of his daughter An Zhi and second son An Yuqiu. If he learns that his only son-in-law has also died in a car accident, he will definitely be caused by excessive sadness. heart disease.

An An wants to hide his grandfather's thoughts, and An Luo naturally agrees.

An Ze continued: "I will inform An Yan and An Mo and come back to give my parents a funeral. The funeral does not need to be too extravagant, nor do I need to invite too many relatives and friends, just a few of our brothers and the Zhou family's watch Dude, just go to the grave for a simple worship. As for Grandpa, just tell him ... Parents went abroad. "

An Luo nodded. "Well, that's fine."

An Zeshun shut down the computer, stood up and said, "I'll call An Yan and An Mo now, and I'll go to the hospital again later." After a pause, he looked at An Luo and said, "You go back Take a break, it has nothing to do with you, you don't need to be busy. "

An Anluo was silent for a while, then said, "I am still your brother in name now. If you do not show up at this time, it will cause others to doubt. I will go to the hospital with you."

Wu Anze frowned and thought, saying, "Okay, you've worked hard."

"……It's ok."

Knowing that the other party was not his own brother, Anze's tone also became polite and unfamiliar. Anlo was a little accustomed to this tone. He suddenly discovered that his favorite thing was that Anze looked at his eyes. What he looks like when he seriously calls him "brother".

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Around 10 am, An Luo and An Ze came to the hospital together, and met An Mo and An Yan who hurried to them. They both went to the morgue to take a look at the body, and then An Yan hugged An Luo in the corridor. Crying. Compared to An Ze's silent cry, An Yan was crying poorly. Listening to his sobbing, An Luo could only helplessly touch his head and comforted in a low voice: "Don't cry ..."

With this consolation, An Yan cried even more sadly, An Mo's eyes were also red, and she secretly wiped tears there.

At this moment, An Ze looked calm and handed An Yan and An Mo a few tissues in silence. He had already cried, and had completely vented the sadness of his heart last night, and probably his only fragile side was only seen by An Luo.

The next step is to cremate the remains, choose a cemetery, and hold a funeral.

The brothers of the Lu'an family are doing funeral for their parents, they are in a hurry, and they have to find ways to conceal their grandpa. A few days later, Anze lost a full circle, even the stubble on his chin grew, his eyes were bloodshot, and he looked exhausted. Anlo could not see it, so he gave Anze a meal. Take a sleeping pill to make him feel better.

It's ridiculous to think about it. When An Luo used to suffer from insomnia, An Ze always took the pills thoughtfully to feed him, but now he turns to An Luo to take care of An Ze. He rarely cares for and cares for people. An Luo, it seemed awkward to do such a thing. Fortunately, An Ze's mind was completely on the funeral of his parents, and he didn't notice it.

The funeral was set for next weekend, and the cemetery was also selected in the same cemetery where Anzhi and An Yuqiu were located.

On the day that Xun held the funeral, there was a light rain again in the sky. In the drizzle of Xili, the people carried An Yudong and Zhou Bizhen's ashes and buried them together.

Tong Anluo wore a black suit with black gauze on his arm. As the eldest son of the family, the first one came forward and bowed.

Looking at the couple's portrait, An Luo's mood is actually very complicated. An Yudong died in a car accident before the police arrested him. Perhaps it was better than the result of the sentence. Poor Zhou Bizhen was implicated ... Of course, this It is just An Luo's speculation that whether Zhou Bizhen and the drug syndicate are related is still unknown.

Seeing that An Ze and An Yan bowed deeply in front of the tombstone, with a sad expression, An Luo couldn't help but sigh deeply. Although the death of An Yudong and Zhou Bizhen was sad, at least, they were in the sons' There is no stain left in my heart, which is also the only little benefit in this tragedy.

An Luo met with two of An Ze at the funeral, only to know that Zhou Bizhen was the youngest daughter of the Zhou family, and was loved by the two elder brothers from a young age. This funeral, the Zhou family members dispatched collectively, and they were talking abroad. Business Anzai Aunt also put down the things at hand and flew back. Zhou Chengping's family and Zhou Yueping's family all arrived. Anze's two aunts stood in front of the grave and choked tears at her sister's statue.

The funeral atmosphere was quite depressing, and the cry of the elders caused the Anjia brothers to fall into sad memories again.

Until the afternoon, the people gradually stabilized their emotions and left the cemetery.

At the door of the cemetery, An Luo and An Ze yelled at him together.

An Ze's slang remarked earnestly: "I know that Father An has separated the two companies in order to avoid conflicts between your brothers. Despite this, you are still your closest relatives. No matter who has difficulties in the future , Another person should help, you are descendants of your family, the best brothers, I hope you will always remember this. "

Tong Anze glanced at An Luo, and said calmly, "He is assured, my brother and I will take care of each other."

Anze's uncle nodded comfortably. "Yueping and Chengping don't know anything about business and can't help you, but your uncle, I'm still at least in the mall." The man held out his hand and patted him gently. An Ze's shoulder, "If you encounter difficulties in the future, feel free to contact me. Don't be kind to me, you know?"

"I know, thank you 舅舅."

嗯 "Well, I should go back, you guys go home and have a good rest for a few days."

Zhou Yueping's parents boarded the car and were taken away by the driver. Zhou Yueping drove alone. When he came to the car, he suddenly stopped and turned back to Anluo and said, "Anluo, come here, I have something to tell you."

Juan Anluo stepped in front of him and asked, "What's the matter?"

Zhou Yueping opened the door. "Get in the car and say, I will drop you back by the way."

Wu Anluo looked back at Anze and saw Anze nodded, and then turned on Zhou Yueping's car.

Zhou Yueping is the only person other than An Yang and An Ze who knows his identity. An Luo's heart always has an inexplicable affection for him, probably because his profession is a psychologist.

At first, because Zhou Yueping couldn't rest assured, An Luo also deliberately checked his details later. Zhou Yueping did go abroad to study after graduating from high school. He studied hard while abroad and didn't even have time to fall in love. I went to take a doctorate ... probably because I really love the subject of psychology.

Zhou Yueping looked at An Luo carefully and asked softly, "How have you been recently? Is your head hurting? Have you thought of something else?"

Juan Anluo shook her head and said, "No."

Zhou Yueping was silent for a moment before he said, "Last time I heard what you said, I checked the literature and researched it when I went back. Hypnosis can only stimulate the shallower memories that exist in your subconscious. If you want to recall more, more Deep memory may require direct physical stimulation in your brain. "

洛 An Luo, a layman, was so confused, he turned back and asked, "Can you elaborate more?"

Zhou Yueping nodded and explained patiently: "Yes, the principle of human memory is the interconnection of nerve cells, which is similar to an information network composed of a large number of nerve cells, and the hippocampus plays a role in this process. The function of the transfer station. For example, the first time you hear a person ’s name, your brain will temporarily store this information in the hippocampus, and if it is not used for a long time, this information will be automatically deleted by the hippocampus. , The so-called forgetting. And once that name is mentioned repeatedly, the hippocampus will transfer it to the cerebral cortex, forming a longer-lasting, even permanent memory. "

"Your cerebral cortex has not been severely damaged. It is logical to be able to retrieve the memories. Those memories still exist, but there are accidents that make the information unreadable. I asked my mentor abroad and his advice was Direct physical stimulation of your cerebral cortex, completely opening the way to read information ... "

但是 "But this method is quite risky. If the intensity of the stimulus is too low, it will not be effective. If the intensity is too high, it may hurt your brain and even make you vegetative. Moreover, this method requires craniotomy ..."

"I still don't recommend you try it. It's too risky. Think about it yourself."

An Anluo was silent for a long time before making up her mind and whispering, "I won't try."

I did not expect that he refused so decisively, Zhou Yueping froze, and turned back and asked: "Aren't you ... want to restore the memories belonging to An Luo?"

An Luo whispered, "I wanted to restore the memory belonging to An Luo only to find out the truth about An Luo's abduction. Now, once I forcibly open An Luo's memory in this way, I will gradually I don't know who he is, and I don't want to be his substitute. I don't think Anlo himself wants another person to live with his memory. "

The investigation on this matter has completely disrupted his original plan. An Luo didn't want to waste any more time for this. He calmly said that An Luo had nothing to do with himself. Moreover, An Ze had decisively put forward a stubborn statement. He even accidentally kicked him away ...

何 Why should he stay here with a cheeky face and ridiculously check the truth? Why bother with the risk of becoming vegetative to forcefully remember the memories that belong only to An Luo?

Even if he remembers the memories Anlo stored in his mind, he is still not the brother that Anze loves.

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又 Another weekend after the funeral, Anlo finally got the passport and visa he had applied for.