Emotionally stable, but continuing to go crazy

He stood up gently, half-lifted Wei Zhe'an gently, and let him sit firmly against the head of the bed.

He carefully tidied up Wei Zhe'an's slightly messy hair, his voice low and gentle:

"The police are here, let's go and deal with that first."

Wei Zhe'an gradually came back to his senses and felt a little embarrassed about his body's reaction.

He pulled up the quilt and gently covered his waist and abdomen, and said in a vague voice:

"Well...you go first, I'll wash my face and wake up..."

Li Jinhe looked at his cute appearance and couldn't help but kiss the top of his head again, saying softly:

"Okay, I'll go over and take care of it first."

He held Wei Zhe'an's hand and observed him carefully.

The joints were a little red and swollen, but fortunately there was no skin breakage or bleeding.

He rubbed it gently with his thumb, his eyes full of pain: "Does it still hurt?"

Wei Zhe'an felt his care and cherishment, and a warm feeling surged in his heart.

He smiled and shook his head, his voice brisk: "It doesn't hurt anymore."

Li Jinhe picked up the medicine box from the bedside table and found a disposable mask.

He said softly, "Just clean it up. I'll ask them for some ice to help you get rid of the swelling."

Wei Zhe'an nodded obediently, and only then did he remember that he had just beaten someone, and the beating was quite severe.

He asked with some concern: "Am I... am I in big trouble?"

Li Jinhe looked up at him, his eyes full of tenderness and admiration.

He said firmly, "No, you did a great job. Do the same thing again if you encounter something like this. Just make sure you don't get hurt."

He comforted Wei Zhe'an: "Don't worry about anything else, I'm here."

When Wei Zhe'an heard his brother's words, the uneasiness in his heart instantly dissipated.

He looked up at his brother, his eyes full of dependence and trust.

Li Jinhe stood up and straightened his clothes.

He turned to look at Wei Zhe'an and said, "Don't forget to wear a mask when you come out."

With that, he opened the door and walked out, leaving the room just before the housekeeping manager knocked on the door again.

There was still a blush on Wei Zhe'an's face. He buried his face in his hands, savoring the deep affection just now, and his ears turned red again.

Seventeen slowly came out of the space, and said with a sound of disgust: "Look at you, you are so useless. Isn't it time for you to be heartbroken?"

Wei Zhe'an then realized that Seventeen had seen everything that had just happened. He glared at Seventeen in shame and anger and threatened:

"What did you see just now? Tell me the truth!"

Seventeen sat on the bed, wagging his tail leisurely, looking as if it had nothing to do with him:

"I didn't see anything. I blocked you. After all, I am a cultured system that still respects basic human rights."

Wei Zhe'an looked at it suspiciously, seemingly not believing this statement:

"You have this function? How come I don't know about it?"

Seventeen glanced at him and said, "There's a lot you don't know."

Wei Zhe'an felt that Seventeen was angry and spoke in a sarcastic tone.

He stopped dwelling on this point and changed the subject, asking, "Were you not here just now? Why didn't you respond when I called you?"

Seventeen sighed, seeming a little helpless: "You only remember to ask now? Do you know how panicked I was just now? I just went to report to the main system, and it is obvious that there is a bug in this world."

Wei Zhe'an's heart suddenly tightened: "Bug? You mean... my brother?"

Seventeen glanced at him and confirmed, "Yes, according to the rules, no one can see me except you."

"But Li Jinhe saw me. This is an obvious bug. According to the rules, I should be eliminated."

Wei Zhe'an suddenly felt a surge of fear: "Eliminate? Are you saying they want to eliminate my brother?

Seventeen said in a businesslike manner, "Yes, Li Jinhe may be wiped out, at least his memory of this period will be wiped out."

Wei Zhe'an rejected this possibility without hesitation: "No! I can't let them do this!"

Seventeen looked at Wei Zhe'an as if he were a fool and shook his head in pretended helplessness:

"I don't have the final say, and neither do you. This is the decision of the main system, and none of us can change it."

Wei Zhe'an was anxious, he knew how powerful and inhumane the system was.

He and his brother had just confessed their feelings to each other. What would they do if Li Jinhe's memory was erased?

He interrupted Seventeen anxiously: "Is there any other way? Can you think of a solution?"

Seventeen tilted his head innocently and said in a serious tone: "I have reported this problem to the main system and sought a solution."

"The main system judged that this problem was not serious, so she decided to ignore this bug."

Wei Zhe'an was filled with anxiety. He tilted his head when he heard the words. For a moment, he could not understand what Seventeen said:

"Ignored? What does that mean?"

Seventeen couldn't hold back his laughter and explained, "The main system decided not to take any measures against Li Jinhe. It will neither kill him nor erase his memory."

Wei Zhe'an then realized that Seventeen was teasing him. He breathed a sigh of relief and finally felt relieved: "That's good."

Wei Zhe'an hugged Seventeen tightly in his arms, roughly ravaging his fur, with an angry tone:

"When did you become a bad person? You really scared me to death!"

Seventeen let him do what he wanted, feeling quite satisfied with his little prank.

It smiled smugly and said, "Who told you to only think of Li Jinhe and completely ignore my feelings?"

Wei Zhe'an then realized that he had indeed not considered Seventeen's situation before. If it was exposed...

He sincerely apologized to Seventeen: "I'm sorry, Seventeen, I was negligent..."

Seventeen shook his head to show that he accepted his apology:

"Okay, I forgive you. Fortunately, the main system didn't take it seriously, otherwise I would have to hide from Li Jinhe."

When mentioning Li Jinhe, Wei Zhe'an's mood suddenly became cheerful and he couldn't hide his smile.

He tidied up Seventeen's hair, which he had messed up, and said excitedly:

"Brother He will be able to chat with you from now on, and you two will definitely get along very happily."

Seventeen raised her chin somewhat proudly: "I'm not a real pet cat."

Wei Zhe'an smiled and rested his chin on Seventeen's head:

"You can be. From now on, you will be the kitten that my brother and I share."

He suddenly had an idea: "Hey, Seventeen, you can follow Brother He in the future, so that we can pass on the news through you..."

Seventeen's expression of resistance interrupted his fantasy:

"As far as I know, your phone has the same function. Would it be a waste of my talent to use it?"