Just like when I was a child, when I came back from Sakura class that day, there were tears in the corners of my eyes, but I was stubborn and didn't say anything because my mother went out to buy groceries and hadn't come home yet.

Not wanting to tell anyone about being bullied in Sakura class, Xiaolan hugged her brother and kept holding her quietly, not expressing any sadness.

Same now.

Lan pointed at the earlobe at the corner of her mouth, opened her mouth, and spoke.

"You move into that apartment, and my sister will transfer you back later..."

Suddenly there was a friction from my waist.

The hand on the back gently pressed Mao Lilan's back, and the gentle force slowed down the girl's trembling voice with a hint of crying and whimpering.

It went back and forth like this, allowing the girl who was trying hard not to cry to calm down.

"Who said when I was little, everything that belongs to my brother belongs to my sister."

When I grow up, it’s not as fun as when I was a child.

Gongsheng complained, but his tone was softer than a girl, so it didn't sound like he was complaining.

"Because everything my mother buys belongs to twins, whether it's a toothbrush for brushing teeth or a towel for bathing, we both get confused. Many times I've used your toothbrush, brother, but don't your things belong to me?!"

It's really a foul to use this kind of excuse.

Xiaolan felt that the memories were poked out by her younger brother again, the happy memories of her childhood sweetheart.

As long as you think of the two of them when they were children, everything Kousei has done for you now will be integrated into your memories, without the burden of adults, and it will no longer seem heavy.

This is a good medicine that makes Xiaolan not feel uncomfortable inside.

"Yes, we are twins, one year apart. Everything I own belongs to my sister, because my sister gave me half of everything I own."

Half of the things are shared by Gong Sheng.

After loosening his arms, Kousei leaned back on his chair and stared at the scenery in front of the car. He could already see the hot springs in the distance.

And on my shoulders, I felt the weight again.

Xiaolan leaned on Gongsheng's shoulder next to her, and her hands were still around the other person's waist as before, deliberately clinging to him, trying to rub the sticky and smelly sweat smell from her body onto Gongsheng's body.

"Brother, let's go to Fusha's press conference on Saturday."

So warm, so safe, so comfortable.

When I was little, I would sleep like this in my brother's arms.

Ten years ago, the way the two siblings went home was in the Metropolitan Police car driven by Kogoro Mori. The two of them were in the back seat, cuddling each other and resting just like now.

"Well, I'll pick you up, sister."

His hand was still on the girl's other shoulder, allowing Xiaolan to sleep on it.

Mr. Gongsheng raised his left hand and looked at the time on it.
Chapter completed!