Although his whole body was lying stiffly on the ground, Wen Zhichen was surprisingly not jealous at this time.

The knot that had been entangled with his heart seemed to be completely untied after Tang Mu's few questions.

Yes, why do I have to compare myself with him, and why do I have to live a replica of him?

Is the path my parents arranged for themselves the right one? Why do I always choose to accept it, and I don’t even have the courage to talk to them and tell them my true thoughts?

If I really want to compare, there are so many excellent people in all walks of life in the world. Do I have to compare one by one and always live in futile inferiority?

Not to mention the distant ones, the geniuses who are taking the assessment now, Mo Gucheng, Yan Fenglin, Feng Boliang, these shining names that are so dazzling that they can't open their eyes. Even if I fall behind them, how could I have ever felt jealous?

All is because Tang Mu was the first friend he met, the child of his neighbor's house, and the object his mother used to compare with him again and again.

Jealousy will always be directed at the person closest to you. If you get 55 points, you will not be jealous of a distant genius’ 100 points, but you will be displeased with the 60 points of a friend.

Yes, I have always been in my own cocoon.

Tang Mu was right, he was just "thinking too much".

There are many ways to succeed. As long as you identify the one that suits you best and continue firmly.

Becoming a heavenly sci-fi master is your dream. In the future, I will work hard for it wholeheartedly.

"Tang Mu..." Wen Zhichen looked at the figure standing on the ring, still dazzling, and struggled to touch the corner of his mouth, "Since you think so... why can't you tell me earlier?"

If he could say it earlier, he wouldn't have spent so many years on being angry.

From now on, they are no longer opponents. If they take off that cruel cloak of competition, they will be just real good friends.

And, also his best friend.
Chapter completed!