Emotionally stable, but continuing to go crazy

Li Jinhe was drinking water. When he heard Wei Zhe'an's call, he responded, "Yeah." Then he put down the cup and looked at Wei Zhe'an. He found that his eyes were red and tearful, so he hurriedly asked, "What's wrong?" and reached out to wipe his tears.

Wei Zhe'an's voice had a hint of tears in it, as if he was acting coquettishly: "I want to hug you."

Li Jinhe smiled gently and took Wei Zhe'an into his arms. He gently stroked Wei Zhe'an's head and said softly: "Your mood changes too quickly. Why are you crying while talking?"

In Li Jinhe's embrace, Wei Zhe'an felt the vibration of his chest when he spoke, his strong heartbeat and warm body temperature. He buried his face in Li Jinhe's shoulders and neck, enjoying this rare closeness.

In this strange world, Wei Zhe'an finally found his sense of belonging and security. From this moment on, he seemed to have taken root and grown in this world, and truly started his new life.

"Brother, thank you, thank you so much." Wei Zhe'an put his hands on Li Jinhe's shoulders and deepened the hug.

"How old are you that you love to act like a spoiled child?" Li Jinhe smiled and gently rubbed his temples with his chin, and said gently: "You're welcome. There's no need to be polite between us."

Wei Zhe'an also rubbed his shoulder and responded with a hint of mischief: "I'm seven years old this year." He raised his head, with tears in the corners of his eyes: "I'm just saying thank you. I won't be polite to you in the future. Brother, don't think I'm annoying in the future, and don't think I'm impolite."

Li Jinhe raised his hand and gently wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and said gently: "It depends on the situation. If I agree to you, will you become more and more naughty?"

Wei Zhe'an immediately burst into laughter, showing a brilliant smile: "No, I'm being good."

"You'd better," Li Jinhe said, and then asked with concern, "Do you want to eat anything else?" while handing him a tissue.

"Now that we're full, shall we set off now?" Wei Zhe'an took the tissue and wiped his face, while using the phone screen as a mirror to tidy up his appearance.

"Well, don't leave anything behind," Li Jinhe glanced at Seventeen who was already fast asleep at the table, then stood up and walked to the door to pay the bill, "Go to your company first and pick up your things."

"Yeah, okay." Wei Zhe'an packed up his phone charger while calling Seventeen softly, "Wake up, Cat, go back to sleep, we have to leave."

Seventeen completely ignored him and continued to be immersed in a sweet dream, lying comfortably like a cat.

Wei Zhe'an shook his head helplessly, wondering how this fake cat could sleep so well. In desperation, he had to hold Seventeen gently in his arms.

The black car drove through the street like a flowing shadow, and half an hour later it stopped steadily in front of the side door of Cashew Entertainment Company.

Wei Zhe'an was a little worried about Seventeen's deep sleep. Although his stomach was still rising and falling, he seemed to have no reaction to anything in the outside world. Wei Zhe'an almost doubted whether the cat was still alive. He kept trying to call and touch him gently, but Seventeen remained motionless.

Although Shiqi was as light as a feather, he was going to pick up his luggage, and it was not convenient to hold the cat in his arms, so he had to leave the cat and Li Jinhe in the car temporarily.

After all, this cat is invisible to the outside world and doesn't shed, so there shouldn't be any problems.

Although Li Jinhe wanted to go in with Wei Zhe'an, Wei Zhe'an insisted on going alone. He comforted Li Jinhe and said, "Don't worry, brother. I'm not a child anymore. I will be careful. If there is any problem, I will call you directly. You just wait in the car and I will come out soon." After that, he opened the car door and stepped onto the ground.

Li Jinhe nodded in agreement and watched Wei Zhe'an push the door and get out of the car. He sat in the driver's seat, but his heart was full of uneasiness and worry about Wei Zhe'an, but he still chose to respect Wei Zhe'an's choice and waited here.

His eyes inadvertently fell on Seventeen who was sleeping soundly in the passenger seat.

He was curious about the cat, and he noticed that Wei Zhe'an was able to interact with the cat, and the cat always liked to squat on Wei Zhe'an's head. He couldn't help but wonder, since he could see and hear the cat, could he touch it?

With such curiosity, Li Jinhe tentatively stretched out his hand. He confirmed again that Wei Zhe'an had walked into the door and had not come out yet. Looking at Seventeen curled up in a ball and sleeping soundly, he gently touched the fluff on Seventeen's tail.

Unexpectedly, he could actually feel the cat's presence. Seventeen's fur was warm and soft, no different from any small animal he had touched before.

Li Jinhe began to think deeply about the rationality of the cat's existence. First, he could clearly feel the cat's entity, its warmth and softness were truly present under his fingertips.

However, this cat does not exist for other people. Wei Zhe often puts it on his head and walks around, while other people seem to ignore it. This contradictory state of existence confuses Li Jinhe, and he can't find a reasonable explanation.

Beyond these basic questions, this cat also possesses some more incredible abilities, such as the ability to speak and think.

These characteristics seemed almost impossible to Li Jinhe, unless there was an advanced civilization. This made him begin to doubt whether the world setting they had discussed before really existed.

Li Jinhe was immersed in these thoughts, his fingers unconsciously stroking Seventeen's hair.

It was not until Seventeen moved that he came to his senses and quickly withdrew his hand nervously. He turned his eyes to the Cashew Entertainment building, while keeping a close eye on the cat's every move.

Seventeen just adjusted his posture and continued to sleep, seemingly unaware of Li Jinhe's actions. Seeing this, Li Jinhe breathed a sigh of relief, but the confusion and curiosity in his heart did not dissipate.

Wei Zhe'an walked out of Cashew Entertainment Company with a 32-inch suitcase in one hand and a folder in the other. Li Jinhe immediately got out of the car to help.

He opened the trunk of the car and prepared to help Wei Zhe'an put the suitcase into the car. At the same time, he asked with concern: "Is this all your luggage? Have you checked it? Is there anything missing?"

Wei Zhe'an smiled with a relaxed look, waved his hand to indicate that Li Jinhe didn't need to help, and just handed the folder to Li Jinhe:

"Don't worry, brother. Nothing important is missing. This is the contract I signed at the time. The box only contains some daily necessities I use at school. The rest are in the dormitory of the program team." He easily put the suitcase into the trunk and said confidently, "This box is not heavy. I can move it myself."

The two then returned to the car, and Li Jinhe looked through the contract, which was a common trainee contract on the market. He glanced at it and found no overly harsh terms except that the profit-sharing ratio was unreasonable. The specific situation needed to be taken back for a more in-depth review by the legal team.