Emotionally stable, but continuing to go crazy

Chapter 126 Mother

Wei Zhe'an felt a little relieved after hearing what Li Jinhe said.

The two of them stayed in bed for a while before getting up, washing up and eating breakfast. After breakfast, they walked to the cat bed together to check on Seventeen.

Wei Zhe'an picked up Seventeen. The cat in his arms was like a soulless doll, falling into a deep sleep and completely ignoring his manipulations.

Wei Zhe'an was a little surprised: "This guy is sleeping so soundly, longer than any real cat I've ever seen." He gently picked up Seventeen's front paw and showed it to Li Jinhe who was sitting at the other end of the sofa.

Li Jinhe looked at Seventeen's indifferent expression and couldn't help laughing: "Just let it continue sleeping. He doesn't have to go to work, so why should he get up?" Li Jinhe said easily.

Wei Zhe'an nodded, thinking that what Li Jinhe said made sense. He put Seventeen back on the sofa and let him continue to enjoy his sweet dream.

Then he stood up and walked towards Li Jinhe, put his arms around his neck, and started an intimate fight. The laughter and playfulness of the two filled the whole room.

Just as they were about to roll over, the doorbell rang suddenly. The sudden sound interrupted their playfulness and made them both stunned.

Wei Zhe'an's already rapid heartbeat went out of control again because of the doorbell. He raised his head and looked over the back of the sofa towards the door.

"Who is it this time? Is it the butler again?" he asked curiously while adjusting his breathing.

Li Jinhe was also a little surprised. He shook his head, saying that he didn't know who it was. "I didn't call the housekeeper." He answered while adjusting his breathing.

The two looked at each other and saw confusion in each other's eyes.

Li Jinhe turned over on the crowded sofa while holding Wei Zhe'an in his arms. Their positions were switched. Li Jinhe looked at Wei Zhe'an under him, and there was only one word in his mind - a beauty to behold.

He kissed him hard on the lips as a period to end this intimate contact: "Stop bothering me, I'll go open the door."

Wei Zhe'an's face turned red after being kissed deeply by Li Jinhe, and his legs became weak as if all the strength had been drained away.

He did not let go, but lingered on Li Jinhe more, as if asking for the last bit of intimacy. Li Jinhe looked at him like this, a smile flashed in his eyes, and he responded to his kiss again.

Wei Zhean let go of Li Jinhe contentedly, with a smug smile on his face, like a little fox.

Li Jinhe looked at him, shook his head gently, smiled and said there was nothing he could do to him.

When the doorbell rang again, Li Jinhe got up and went to the entrance to open the door. As he walked, he gently smoothed his hair, trying to make himself look less rude.

Before opening the door, he subconsciously glanced at the screen of the video doorbell. His expression suddenly became solemn and he stood stiffly at the entrance as if he was frozen.

The doorbell rang for the third time. The crisp and urgent sound echoed in the air, and Wei Zhe'an's mood fluctuated with it.

He was lying on the sofa, trying to calm his inner confusion, but the doorbell kept interrupting his thoughts. He sat up curiously, stuck his head out again, and called his brother: "Brother?"

The partition between the entrance and the living room blocked his view, preventing him from directly seeing what was happening in the entrance. Didn't his brother go to open the door? Why hasn't there been a response yet? Wei Zhe'an felt a little uneasy, so he decided to get up and go to the entrance to check what was going on.

He walked out and stood up from the sofa, heading towards the entrance, and around the partition, he was seen standing at the entrance, as if he was frozen in place, completely motionless.

"Brother? Why don't you open the door?" Wei Zhe'an walked to Li Jinhe and asked softly. Li Jinhe came back to his senses, he glanced at Wei Zhe'an, a complex emotion flashed in his eyes.

"I..." Li Jinhe hesitated to speak. He turned to look at the woman on the screen, a trace of struggle and helplessness in his eyes.

Wei Zhe'an followed his gaze and looked at the screen on the side of the door. Standing outside the door was a lady wearing an elegant light green cheongsam.

Although she was noble, dignified, and even gentle, Wei Zhe'an could not feel a trace of intimacy. He felt an indescribable sense of separation.

He noticed that in addition to a handbag, the woman was also holding a snack box.

Wei Zhe'an stared at the box and suddenly felt familiar with it, and a guess came to his mind. He turned to look at Li Jinhe and found that although his expression was better than before, he still couldn't hide his displeasure.

Wei Zhe'an never asked Li Jinhe about his childhood in detail, but he knew that period was not a good time for Li Jinhe.

He didn't know what had happened between Li Jinhe and his mother, but at this moment, he stood firmly by Li Jinhe's side.

Wei Zhe'an approached Li Jinhe, held his hand tightly, and let him know that he was always by his side.

"If you don't want to see him, then don't make it hard on yourself." Wei Zhe'an said softly. He took Li Jinhe's hand and led him back to the living room.

They returned to the bedroom together. Wei Zhe'an did not forget to pick up Seventeen from the cat's nest. He put Seventeen on the bay window, then returned to Li Jinhe and hugged him tightly.

Li Jinhe was a little surprised, he didn't expect Wei Zhe'an to do this. He was actually struggling in his heart, on the one hand he didn't want to see his mother, on the other hand he felt that rejecting his mother was somewhat contrary to his upbringing.

Wei Zhe'an covered Li Jinhe's ears with his hands, trying to block out all the sounds outside the door: "Let's pretend that no one is home and no one opens the door for her. She will leave soon."

Li Jinhe felt helpless and amused by Wei Zhe'an's behavior. He gently pulled down Wei Zhe'an's hand that was covering his ears, and then kissed the back of his hand to express his gratitude and comfort.

However, he did not tell Wei Zhe'an that since the housekeeper could let someone come up, it meant that the owner was at home at this time. This was an unavoidable reality, and it was also the reason why he felt conflicted and struggling.

He knew that Wei Zhe'an did this out of protection and care for him, but he also knew that doing so would not really solve the problem.

Li Jinhe took a deep breath and finally decided to continue the escape.

He really didn't want to see his mother. The complicated emotional entanglement and the shadow of the past made him feel unable to face it.

There was no more doorbell ringing, which made him feel a little relieved. She should have left.

Wei Zhe quietly observed Li Jinhe's expression and found that he was in a much lower mood. The way he played with his fingers revealed his inner struggle.

He gently held Li Jinhe's hand and said softly, "Brother, don't be unhappy."