After taking a closer look at the two brothers, he suddenly said, "Xiaoguang is taller than Xiaojing now. Hehe, is Xiaojing becoming picky about food in the UK?"

Atobe Keigo, who was struggling with how to comfort his mother, immediately got angry: "Impossible! I am not that unglamorous!"

The boy, with a red face and disbelief, turned to look at his brother and angrily (and adorably) asked, "Jingguang! How tall are you now?"

Atobe Kagemitsu blinked and answered truthfully: "168."

Atobe Keigo suddenly became depressed: He is only 165cm tall!

Three centimeters shorter than my brother!!

The eldest young master blushed, tugged at his brother's clothes, and whispered in his ear,

"How did you grow so tall? Do you have any tricks?"

"Probably... I exercise more. Master prepares hot milk for me every day and he's not picky about food."

The main thing is that I can't be picky about food.

If you don’t eat, you’ll just be hungry.

It’s okay once or twice, but if it happens too often... there will be nothing left.

This is a lesson learned… ahem.

Tomorrow, add milk!!

Add up the amount of exercise!

At night, outside the dormitory, Atobe Keigo quietly instructed the maid: "Starting tomorrow, I will get up half an hour earlier in the morning. Tell the kitchen to give me a glass of milk every morning at 5:30! Don't tell anyone else, especially Jingguang. Do you understand?"

The maid covered her mouth and nodded, trying not to laugh.

After being glared at by Master Jingwu, he was startled and dared not laugh anymore. He quickly retreated and informed the kitchen.

Little did he know that Atobe Keimitsu, who was at the corner, narrowed his eyes and smiled: "Brother doesn't know that his five senses are much sharper now. In such a quiet night, his voice is clearly transmitted to his ears...

However, he did not expose his brother.

On the contrary, the separation of several years has indeed added a lot of strangeness.

Just like Jingwu doesn't know what his younger brother likes now, Jingguang doesn't know what new hobbies his older brother has.

At night, the two still shared a room, one on each side like they did when they were children, but they liked to sleep together holding hands.

Although Master Atobe had a slight look of "disdain" on his face,

He has grown up a long time ago, and now he can't help but think that sleeping hand in hand is too childish!

But looking at my pitiful little brother whom I haven't seen for a long time,

He sighed and lay down on the left side of the two-meter-long bed, compromising silently.

Atobe Kagemitsu smiled and held his brother's right hand, feeling the thick calluses on his brother's palms from playing tennis, and knew in his heart: his brother really put in a lot of effort.

When he came back, he saw that his brother's study was filled with many books on finance and management, and there were also some small company projects on the table. It was likely that he had already started to get involved in company affairs.

It was my father and grandfather's decision...

As for why I didn't receive any news or urging from my family, it was probably because my brother took all the responsibility for me...

My brother...

He is indeed the best brother in the world!

It feels so good to have a brother protecting me...

Jingguang squinted his eyes, rubbed the soft pillow, raised the corners of his mouth and fell into a deep sleep.

After a while,

Young Master Atobe opened his eyes, and with a smile on his face, he looked at his younger brother tenderly.

Feeling the warmth of another person in my palm, feeling the warmth and depression around me,

Feeling the heartbeat and breathing in harmony with your own,

The corners of his lips curved up silently.

The feeling in my heart that had been up and down as if I was walking on clouds finally dissipated, and I finally felt at peace.

Little fool, you finally decided to come back.

Sleepiness is contagious. Seeing the boy sleeping soundly, Jingwu's eyelids also became heavy.

He closed his eyes.

In the dream, there seemed to be two hazy little figures playing tennis together, never separating.

On the two-meter-wide Simmons bed,

In the rose-colored quilt,

The two similar boys fell asleep arm in arm. It was like finding the feeling of their childhood again. The elder brother was still the elder brother, and the younger brother was still the younger brother. The strangeness between the two was instantly eliminated.