Even so, they are somewhat of the same type of people.

After Jing Guang understood the whole thing, he finally began to dig out the old things that he had hidden deep in his mind and dared not look back on.

"Come to think of it, that voice is..."

"It should be someone pretending to be Yukimura-kun's voice."

Atobe Keigo added: "The old man spent money and found a celebrity."

Jingguang pondered over and over the "familiar" voice, trying to unravel it. He always felt that he had seen that person's habit of false voice somewhere before.

For a moment, it was unclear.

Because at this moment, his heart was filled with great surprise.

"Brother, I..." want to see him.

"Stop."

Atobe Keigo raised his hand and interrupted Keimitsu directly.

"I know what you want to say. I will give him this opportunity. If he can come in six hours, I will no longer object and will fully support him."

Akashi Seijuro nodded in agreement.

The heterochromatic Akashi also appeared: "I...will see how he performs first."

Jingguang: “…” Awkward Seijuro.

He was being watched by two, no, three people.

But even so, he still took out his cell phone and sent a message secretly and nervously while going to the bathroom.

Soon, I got a reply.

The message was simple, just a few words:

【Wait for me, I love you! 】

Atobe Keimitsu washed his face with cold water for a long time before his eyes looked less red and the temperature on his face seemed to have dropped.

Listening to the sound of water rushing in the small bathroom,

Atobe Keigo, who was sitting on the only sofa in the living room, looked at Akashi, who was sitting on the chair in front of the desk.

Pretend nothing happened.

But in my heart I couldn't help but sigh: εu003d(´ο｀*))) Alas.

How come he was eaten so badly?

Silly brother (dumb brother).

That night, Keigo Atobe angrily drove Akashi Seijuro away and asked his bodyguards to escort him to the most luxurious hotel in the county to stay for one night.

He and Jing Guang squeezed into a small room of less than 20 square meters.

Squeezed on that 1.5 meter bed,

Under the cool moonlight, the two faced each other in the darkness, their similar faces smiling at each other.

It's been a long time since we lay together and talked like this.

Jinggo talked about his grandparents and his mother, but he didn't mention Shinichi Atobe.

Jingguang talked about the seniors and peers he met in the volleyball club, listened carefully to his brother complaining about his grandparents, talked about which country his mother's business had expanded to, and talked about how the Atobe family had risen a few places in the world's richest rankings.

Talking about his current business in Japan and France,

We whispered all night.

Until dawn, the two were still tireless.

When the sky suddenly brightened, Jingguang suddenly remembered something.

"Brother, how did you find me?"

Jingguang felt that he had not contacted anyone and had not met any acquaintances.

Atobe Keigo glanced at him and said, "Don't even mention dyeing your hair black and putting on light makeup to disguise yourself. Even if you turn yourself... into a wild flower on the roadside, I can still recognize you."

I wanted to say that I would recognize him even if he turned into ashes, but I felt it was not auspicious, so I didn’t want to say it.

Jingguang: “???”

Atobe Keigo flicked his stupid brother's forehead, but he didn't want to use too much force.

How come my brother becomes so stupid after not seeing him for a while?

"I was passing by a TV store and when the owner was choosing a channel, I happened to see the broadcast from your Miyagi Prefecture TV station."

Jingguang suddenly realized.