Emotionally stable, but continuing to go crazy

Seventeen's words also made him start to waver. Yes, it had only been a little over a month since he came into this world. Before that, he had lived for more than twenty years, but he had never really liked anyone. How could he fall in love with Li Jinhe so quickly?

Seventeen continued to point back and forth on the screen, as if looking for more evidence to support his point of view: "I think you may have misunderstood. You just have a feeling of over-dependence on Li Jinhe, and this is not necessarily love."

He asked Wei Zhe'an to look at the screen. Wei Zhe'an looked up and glanced at it. It showed the title of a post on a forum: "Help: I ​​like him so much, what should I do?" This title looked like a primary school student's whining, and he was not interested in it, so he looked away and said lightly: "I won't read it."

Seventeen encouraged from the side: "Although I don't quite understand it, you can look at other people's opinions. What if it can help you?"

Wei Zhe'an hesitated for a moment and felt that what Seventeen said was not completely unreasonable.

So, he sat up and dragged the light screen closer, with a hint of dissatisfaction in his tone: "You have to see something useful, right? What are you looking for?"

Seventeen's mouth moved, as if he wanted to curse, but he finally held back.

Wei Zhe'an thought about it and started typing in the search bar: "How to tell if you like someone"

There are many different answers on the Internet, but they can be summarized into these few points: being interested in him, wanting to be nice to him, enjoying the time with him, changing moods with him, and being afraid of losing him.

Wei Zhe'an thought he met all these conditions, so he turned to Seventeen and said, "Look, everyone says this."

Seventeen blinked in confusion: "But it's the same with other relationships. They say the same thing about friendship. You guys are so complicated."

Wei Zhe'an was speechless for a moment. Indeed, some friendships do show an intimacy similar to love.

He continued to slide his finger on the light screen, trying to find a more accurate answer: "There are many advanced emotions between humans, and love is just one of them. Although their manifestations may be similar, there are still essential differences."

Seventeen curiously asked: "What's the difference? Since they all look the same, how do you tell them apart?"

He didn't know how to accurately explain to Shiqi his special feelings for Li Jinhe. So he decided to explain it through comparison: "Take Li Jinhe and Tong Yang for example. The relationship between me and Tong Yang is also very important and special, right?"

Seventeen nodded seriously, motioning for him to continue.

Wei Zhe'an began to analyze his feelings carefully: "In fact, I have been with Tong Yang for a longer time. I like being with him very much and I also act like a spoiled child in front of him. But the feeling of being with Li Jinhe is completely different."

He tried to find the right words to describe the difference between the two relationships: "I don't have such a strong possessiveness towards Tong Yang. I don't mind him playing well with others, nor do I mind him being nice to others. When I'm with him, I feel very comfortable and relaxed, and I don't want him to play with me alone."

Wei Zhe'an took a deep breath and continued, "But as for Li Jinhe, I can't accept him being too close to others. When I think about the fact that there will be other people standing next to him in the future, I..."

He suddenly fell silent, the words he had prepared swirling on the tip of his tongue, but he couldn't utter them no matter what.

It turned out that all the ways out and compromises he had conceived before were just a delaying tactic to comfort himself. The idea of ​​settling for the second best was just a lie he made up to avoid his true feelings.

At this moment, he finally faced up to his true thoughts deep in his heart: he longed to stand beside Li Jinhe and become his closest lover. Whenever he imagined that Li Jinhe might hug and kiss someone else in the future, his heart felt like it was torn apart and he could hardly breathe.

He clutched the quilt tightly, until his fingertips turned white, trying to suppress the trembling in his heart in this way.

He was not willing to be just friends, he wanted Li Jinhe's heart. Even if Li Jinhe didn't like him now, he was willing to work hard to win. As long as his brother was still single, he had the reason and opportunity to pursue his own happiness.

Seventeen's worry reminded Wei Zhe'an: "Don't take it for granted, okay? What if Li Jinhe doesn't like boys?"

Wei Zhe'an looked back at Seventeen with a confused look on his face: "Like or dislike, what does it have to do with gender?"

Seventeen tried to refute, but was speechless for a moment, and could only say helplessly: "The mainstream concept in this world is still heterosexuality."

Wei Zhe'an smiled indifferently: "That's just that they like to set limits for themselves. I believe Li Jinhe is not that kind of person."

Seventeen was confused by Wei Zhe'an's sudden change in attitude. He didn't understand why he was so confident when he looked so discouraged just now.

Wei Zhe'an has sorted out his thoughts. If he likes her, then he will pursue her. He does not intend to pester her, but to make himself better so that Li Jinhe can see his advantages and be attracted to him.

He got up from the bed and limped to the bathroom to wash his face.

He knew that he could not waste time, and began to make a plan in his mind: he had to prove his worth first, terminate the contract with the original company, and then try to get Li Jinhe to sign him to his own company. In this way, they would not be separated at least in the short term.

He stared at himself in the mirror and thought, even if I can't make Li Jinhe fall in love with me in one or two months, what about one or two years?

As long as they have any connection, Wei Zhe'an firmly believes that he will win Li Jinhe's heart one day.

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In the afterglow of the evening, Wei Zhe'an finished his training in the practice room and returned to the dormitory. He noticed a little girl standing at the door, with anticipation in her eyes.

"Teacher Wei!" The little girl came forward excitedly.

Wei Zhe'an was slightly stunned, then waved his hand to clarify: "Don't call me that, I'm not a teacher." He glanced at the little girl and saw that she was not wearing any staff identification. He couldn't help but wonder if it was an enthusiastic fan who sneaked in?

The girl didn't seem to notice Wei Zhe'an's confusion. She introduced herself, "Hello, Mr. Wei. My name is Xiao Meng. Mr. Li Jinhe sent me to assist you with the cashew-related announcement."

Wei Zhe'an's heart moved: "Are you talking about Li Jinhe?"