He tentatively asked, "Brother Jingwei, are you serious?"
"Serious?" Zhao Ximo laughed, somewhat coldly, "He's practically obsessed."
Li Heng's interest was piqued upon hearing this.
"Brother Jingwei seems so calm and rational; surely it's not that bad," Li Heng observed their expressions, subtly probing.
Wei Tingyao glanced at him with a half-smile, "Are you tired of living, asking such pointless questions when you have nothing better to do?"
"Hey! I was just asking casually," Li Heng chuckled, looking to smooth things over, but Zhou Jingwei had already walked in.
He was completely different from the restrained calmness he exhibited in Cheng Weiyue's presence, his expression icy.
Zhao Ximo, watching him, slowly crossed his legs in the other direction, pretending not to notice the chill in his furrowed brow and asked indifferently, "Has Weiyue gone to sleep?"
Zhou Jingwei did not reply; he just stood there at the doorway, silent.