A retired reincarnator from a certain American film studio

Lu Ke smiled and said, "If you don't remember, then you don't remember. After all, I've never been a good older brother. If it weren't for me, our family wouldn't have encountered this situation."

Lorna saw the sadness hidden deep in Luke's eyes, opened her mouth, and then looked again at the family photo in her hand, which was folded up and seemed to have yellowed marks. It looked like Luke had kept it close to his body and kept it intact for the past four years.

Well known.

A picture is worth a thousand words.

Lorna recalled that she had no memory of Luke in her mind, then reached up and touched the bandage wrapped around her forehead, and looked at the photo in her hand.

And that same night, there was the man in the suit who kicked open the bathroom door and demanded to know where her brother was.

Is it...

"Are you really my brother?"

"No."

Lorna paused for a moment, then looked at Luke.

"what?"

"I'm not your biological brother."

"..."

Lorna looked at Luke's serious face, opened her mouth, and then couldn't help but complain, "I have a concussion, but my intelligence is fine."

Lu Ke smiled and said, "But when I first came home, you were only eight years old, and you kept pestering me that you already had your own older brother."

Lorna's lips twitched slightly.

"That's definitely not what I said."

"This is what you said."

"impossible."

"If you don't believe me, just ask Susan..."

As Lu Ke finished speaking, he seemed to remember something, and his smiling words abruptly ended as his smile vanished.

moment.

The ward fell silent once again.

After a while.

With her head down, Lorna looked at the photos of Susanna, Victoria, herself, and Luke, and finally couldn't help but speak up again.

His voice was slightly hoarse.

"That night, three men claiming to be from the Ministry of Justice's Internal Affairs Department broke into my house..."

"My fault."

Luke interrupted, looking at Lorna with a serious expression filled with self-reproach.

Lorna frowned.

"what happened."

"Bill Kings!"

Without any hesitation, Luke recounted to Lorna, who was lying in bed with him, how Bill Kings recruited him, how he died, how his White House staff member (whose identity was unclear—whether it was his uncle or father) took his anger out on him, and how he instructed the Internal Affairs agents to come to Los Angeles, hoping that Victoria and Susanna would deny his existence so that he could pin all the blame on him.

"Those people may later realize that this method won't work."

Luke took a breath and then looked at Lorna: "Then, the three agents outside went on a crazy rampage and blew up the entire block, trying to frame me as the murderer to cover it up. The day after you finished your emergency treatment, they came to this ward and tried to arrest me."

It is undeniable.

Luke has a knack for storytelling.

When he tells stories, his narrative tone and uniquely magnetic voice always immerse the listener in the story.

When Lorna heard that someone had come to the ward to arrest Luke, her heart skipped a beat, and she asked nervously, "And then, they didn't do anything to you, did they?"

Looking at the nervous expression on Lorna's face, Lu Ke smiled slightly and took Lorna's slightly cold hand: "Don't worry, I'm fine. Besides, there's no need to worry about this anymore. I've already made the person who did these things pay the price he had to pay."

Lorna looked at the large hand holding her right hand, feeling the comfortable warmth that symbolized safety emanating from it. After hesitating for a moment, she chose not to pull away.

"I was planning to go back to reunite with you and Mom and Dad in a few days, but then, those damned things went so far as to blow up the whole neighborhood."

Luke's voice was low and somber. After saying this, he looked at Lorna, then changed the subject, turned to the side, and hugged Lorna in his arms, his voice full of relief: "Thank goodness, you survived. God bless Lorna."

Holding Lorna in Luke's arms, feeling the relief in his words, Lorna's mind flashed back to the events of the night of the explosion.

She couldn't help but open her mouth.

"actually……"

"Ok?"

Luke released Lorna with a look of immense relief and stared at her as she spoke.

"What did you say."

"nothing."

Lorna looked down at the family photo in her hand, at Victoria and Susanna in the picture, and her tone dimmed: "I don't remember you."

She had intended to say that the explosion in the Mil community might have been because of her.

but……

Her instinct of fear prevented her from speaking.

Luke thought Lorna was going to say something, but upon hearing this, he simply smiled and comforted her, "It's okay. When I first came home, you didn't know me either, but you still came up to me and told me that your name was Lorna Dane and that you would be my sister from now on. At worst, we can get to know each other again. This time, it's my turn."

talking.

Luke smiled and extended his right hand to Lorna: "Hello, my name is Luke Dane, and I will be your brother from now on. I will protect you well."

Lorna looked at the right hand formally extended to her, then looked up at Luke, whose handsome face was filled with tenderness and comfort. After a moment's hesitation, she raised her small hand, shook hands with Luke, and said with pursed lips, "My name is Lorna Dane, and I am your sister."

Lu Ke's smile was incredibly bright.

the next day.

Rachel got up very early and rushed to the hospital. When she opened the ward door, she saw Luke holding his sister, sleeping peacefully on a 1.5-meter-wide hospital bed.

fortunately!

Luke was still wearing his suit and leather shoes, and he was sleeping outside the covers.

otherwise……

This scene, this feeling.

It's exactly like a scene from a certain event.

Luke had already opened his eyes when Rachel entered the room. Then, looking at Rachel standing at the door with her arms crossed and a smile on her face, he carefully pulled his right hand out from under Lorna's head and walked out of the bedroom.

After Luke came out and closed the door, Rachel looked through the window at Lorna on the hospital bed and immediately started gossiping to Luke.

"She remembers you?"

"No."

"what."

Rachel was somewhat surprised: "Then..."

Lu Ke smiled and said, "We got to know each other again last night. What's past is past, and if we don't have the memories, then we don't have them. Let's start being brother and sister from now on, shall we?"

Rachel looked at the smile on Luke's face.

"You seem quite open-minded."

"The main reason is that I have a kind and understanding girlfriend who has been with me all these days."

Luke attributed all the credit to Rachel, then smiled and said, "In the East, there's an old saying: 'Marrying a good woman can bring prosperity to three generations.'"

Rachel blinked.

She didn't understand the meaning of the sentence, but she caught a key word in it.

Marry!

Rachel's eyes lit up, and she looked at Luke with a smile.

"Do you really think so?"

"of course."

"So, are you proposing to me?"

"Uh……"

Chapter 130 The Dust Has Settled (Fourth Update, Please Subscribe to All Chapters!!)

A month and a half later.

September 9th.

Forest Meadows Cemetery, Los Santos.

The funerals of Victoria Dane and Susanna Dane are being held here.

A priest invited from the church is leading the group in the relevant funeral rites.

The reason it took so long is entirely because the bombing case in the Mil community a few days ago was only officially closed.

Lu Ke was dressed in a black suit, tall and straight like a towering tree, with a black tie and a white handkerchief stuffed in his breast pocket.

Wearing sunglasses, Luke watched solemnly as the coffins containing Victoria Dane and Susanna Dane were slowly lowered into the ground not far away.

Lorna, with her long, dark green hair, was sobbing uncontrollably.

Rachel was standing next to Lorna.

Rachel, with long blonde hair, fair skin, wearing a black dress with the hem swaying gently at her feet, a black shawl draped over her shoulders, and black gloves on her hands, was putting her arm around Lorna's shoulder, softly comforting her.

Lorna's friends from Orange County High School were also there to comfort her.

Not far behind Rachel and Lorna were Earl, Debbie, and Jack, all dressed in black for the funeral.