He forgot how to walk, but he was moving subconsciously. There were no cars on the street. The mottled tree shadows drifted past the man's short hair, flickering and dark.

It was clearly daytime, but it seemed like a different world...

...

"I don't deserve you to be so kind to me, it's because I'm too selfish."

"I, Mo Nanjue, will never pay you back this debt in my life."

"Chen An, I'm sorry."

...

He doesn't remember, he doesn't remember at all.

He is all he has, damn it!

Chen An closed his eyes and walked forward stiffly with his limbs. He didn't know where he was going, so he walked aimlessly.

He walked very slowly, as if he was taking a walk. After ten minutes, he walked out a short distance. Mu Chengfei walked behind him and did not go forward to disturb him. He followed him so far.

Her eyes were always locked on him, afraid that he would have any accidents.

In the room in Chaoyang Capital, a handsome man stood by the window, lifting the curtain with a slender hand and letting out a forbearing gaze.

Chen An's figure was moving away little by little. He was very tall and could be recognized at a glance even in the crowd.

He straightened his back and didn't look back for a moment.

Mo Nanjue's hand lifting the curtains never put down. He looked out the window with a stiff body standing.

A hand leaned over from behind and grabbed his shoulder.

Mo Beiyan said softly, "Jue, he's gone."

“…”

Mo Nanjue withdrew his hand, the curtains slowly fell down, and he stood still without moving. Mo Beiyan held his shoulder and tightened his five fingers, "Is it uncomfortable?"

"I died at the age of five without him."

Without Chen An, he was terminally ill and would not have survived now.

"..." Mo Beiyan's gaze drooped slightly, "Where will Brother An go?"

"He won't have any trouble, nor will he hurt himself," Mo Nanjue stared at the gaps in the curtains, and a trace of light came out, "I beg him."

"He didn't say anything..."

Mo Nanjue interrupted him, "He will not refuse me."

“…”

Mo Beiyan opened his eyes and pushed him on the shoulder, "Damn it, I want to cry so much!"

Mo Nanjue said coldly, "Turn left, there is a foot cloth in the bathroom."

“…”

Damn, I have to choke him.

nature!

Mo Beiyan took a step forward, suddenly raised his palm, pressed his head on his shoulder, "Cry if you want to."

"roll!"

"I am your brother!"

“…”

Mo Nanjue's figure suddenly became stiff. He was one year older than Chen An. When Chen An was a child, he always said that he would recognize him as his brother.

It is impossible not to feel uncomfortable. Since childhood, Chen An has been a closer existence to him than his relatives.

Mo Beiyan suddenly spoke, "Maybe... will he hate you?"

Mo Nanjue was rarely moved, and let Mo Beiyan press him. He closed his eyes lightly, "That's better than he will always hate himself."

“…”

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It was more than an hour after walking back to the apartment. Chen An went upstairs to get the spare car keys and drove out of the community.

Mu Chengfei also took the car and followed him.

Chen An drove all the way onto the highway, and Mu Chengfei glanced at the street sign, heading towards Las Vegas.

He wants to go back to Chen's house?

She held the steering wheel tightly and followed his car for a moment.

After more than eight hours of travel, Chen An didn't rest at all. He didn't drive or bump into the car, and just drove at a constant speed.

After entering Las Vegas, Chen An did not return to the Chen family, but turned to another avenue.

...
Chapter completed!