Emotionally stable, but continuing to go crazy

Today is a rare rest day. The busy first public race has finally come to an end, and the tasks for the next schedule have not yet been announced, making this rest day seem particularly relaxing and comfortable compared to the previous ones.

At noon, the dormitory was quiet. Most of the roommates were out doing activities, leaving only Tong Yang busy packing and Wei Zhe'an lazily lying on the bed.

While Tong Yang was sorting out his belongings, he reminded her, "An An, your dad Bin brought you some food before he left. If you don't eat it now, it will get cold."

Wei Zhe'an hugged Shiqi and curled up on the bed, unwilling to move lazily, and responded coquettishly: "I know, my dear mother, I will get up and eat in a while."

Tong Yang glared at him, his tone full of urging: "It's no use to act like a spoiled child. I can't watch you eat today. Be more self-conscious and eat at least half of it."

Wei Zhe'an stuck his head out and looked at Tong Yang, with a hint of helplessness in his tone: "Don't worry, I will really eat later."

Despite Wei Zhe'an's assurance, Tong Yang was still worried. After thinking for a moment, he said, "I'd better go find Brother He."

Wei Zhe'an's heart tightened, and he asked hurriedly, "Ah? What do you want to see my brother for?"

Tong Yang smiled slightly: "I thought about it, the only one who can cure your problem is Brother He. I told him that you haven't been eating well recently and asked him to supervise you."

As soon as these words came out, Wei Zhe'an immediately panicked and sat up quickly: "No, my brother is so busy, I'll eat now, eat now!"

Tong Yang looked at Wei Zhe'an's reaction and couldn't help laughing out loud: "It seems that our An An is really afraid of Brother He?"

Wei Zhe'an curled his lips: "This is not fear, but respect. He is so busy every day, how can I have the nerve to bother him all the time?"

Tong Yang smiled and teased: "So you feel sorry for your brother?"

Wei Zhe'an picked up the food with chopsticks and answered after thinking for a while: "I guess so."

Tong Yang deliberately pretended to be jealous: "Oh, so you will eat obediently because you care about your brother, then what about us who are bothered by you every day? Don't we care about you enough? Why don't you care about us?"

Wei Zhe'an responded confidently: "That's different. Isn't it normal to act like a spoiled brat with your parents?"

His words made Tong Yang couldn't help laughing: "Okay, then the retirement matters will be left to you from now on, look at your sweet mouth."

Wei Zhe'an confidently made an OK gesture: "No problem, don't worry, Mom, I will take care of you in your old age!"

Tong Yang had packed his luggage and was ready to go out: "Get lost, you can't even take care of yourself, how can I count on you?"

Wei Zhe'an was not angry, but instead chuckled happily.

Tong Yang was about to leave: "I'm leaving now and won't be back until tonight. Your injury hasn't healed yet, so don't run around."

Wei Zhe'an shook his body and waved goodbye to Tong Yang: "I know, be careful on the road, mom, I'll wait for you at home~"

Tong Yang also waved in response: "Well, be good at home, bye~"

Wei Zhe'an watched Tong Yang leave, his hands' movements unconsciously slowing down, and he casually used chopsticks to pick up the food in the lunch box.

Seventeen jumped onto the table lightly, approached the food box curiously, sniffed the food inside, and commented: "This smells good, why don't you like it?"

Wei Zhe'an was surprised: "You can smell? Then can you eat?"

Seventeen hesitated for a moment, then nodded: "It should be possible, but I've never tried it."

Wei Zhe'an's eyes flashed with cunning, and he encouraged: "Then you give it a try. If you can eat it, you can help me with this food."

He carefully transferred some of the food from the lunch box onto the lid and pushed it towards Seventeen.

Seventeen also wanted to try it, so he lowered his head and tasted it.

Wei Zhe'an looked at it expectantly: "How is it? Can you taste it?"

Seventeen chewed and nodded: "Well, I can taste it. It tastes good. Why don't you like it?"

Wei Zhe'an shrugged: "I think the taste is too bland. Since you like it, I'll leave it to you."

Seventeen did not refuse, and continued to lower his head to enjoy the food, then asked curiously: "So what are you going to eat?"

Wei Zhe'an's eyes flashed with excitement: "We have money now, we can go out for a good meal!"

After the first public performance results were announced, Wei Zhe'an's wallet was finally "unfrozen". In his previous life, his sister spent more than 80,000 real money on her son, which converted into more than 8 million game points. This means that Wei Zhe'an now has more than 8 million in his account.

Of course, Seventeen couldn't give him all the money at once, otherwise he could really consider retirement. Currently, only one tenth of it has been distributed, which is a considerable fortune even for a fledgling college student.

Since the money arrived, Wei Zhe'an has not found a suitable opportunity to spend it. Therefore, he has already planned to treat himself well on this rare day off.

Seventeen shook his head and said disapprovingly, "Not to mention that you may not even know the directions after you get out. You haven't completed the second branch mission yet. You'd better follow the doctor's advice and avoid certain foods to speed up your recovery. Do you like running around with a cast on?"

After hearing this, Wei Zhe'an was a little depressed: "Yes, it is indeed too inconvenient. It's so annoying, why did I have to get hurt?"

Seventeen felt a little guilty: "I'm sorry, I slept too deeply that day and didn't warn you in time."

Wei Zhe'an gently rubbed Shiqi's head and comforted him: "This has nothing to do with you. It's Liu Zhenyu's problem. Kittens should eat, drink and sleep peacefully."

Seventeen said firmly: "I will be more careful and will not let you get hurt again."

Wei Zhe'an smiled and said nonchalantly, "Don't worry. We live in a society ruled by law now. No one would blatantly hurt others. Just think of this as an accident." Then he took some food from the lunch box and gave it to Seventeen, "Come on, eat more."

Seventeen responded gently: "You should eat more too. After you recover soon, you will be able to eat more of what you want."

Wei Zhe'an nodded and began to enjoy the food.

When Li Jinhe walked into the room, he saw a warm picture - Wei Zhe'an was sitting quietly on the bed, lowering his head and eating attentively, while Shiqi was squatting on the table, also enjoying the food on the lid. The two got along very harmoniously.

Li Jinhe knocked on the door gently, breaking the silence in the room.

Wei Zhe'an and Shiqi both raised their heads and looked towards the door. When Wei Zhe'an saw that it was Li Jinhe, a smile of surprise immediately appeared on his face.

"Brother! Why are you here?" Wei Zhe'an said excitedly, preparing to stand up to greet him. However, Li Jinhe made a gesture, telling him to stay seated.