Lu Hongbin sat in the car, somewhat lost in thought.
It had been a really long time since he'd felt this way.
Back in the day, their father used to be out hustling during the day and only came back home at night.
So, it was always him who looked after these two mischievous kids.
Back then, Xiaobu was frail and sickly, and he was terrified of him getting bumped or scratched, while Wenhao was a clam, clocked with high IQ but lacking in EQ.
You know the type, they are often seen as nerds and misfits at school, subtly ostracized by everyone.
Back then, he really worried himself sick over his two younger brothers.
It's said that the eldest brother is like a father, and he truly lived up to these words.
That's also why, nowadays at home, he often behaves even more like a father than their actual father.
But, this feeling had almost vanished as Wenhao's academic credentials increased, their father's business improved, and Xiaobu became more and more of a spendthrift.
