"So you two are... more than friends but not quite lovers?"
Duan Xian, who was a bit disoriented from the roundabout explanation, could only come up with this summary after a long thought.
Meng Lang furrowed his brows and thought.
"Although there are some discrepancies, the situation is roughly like that."
Duan Xian rolled his eyes.
"You've beaten around the bush so much; aren't you still just consulting yourself?"
I am consulting myself, always have been...
"Bro! If you're set on a target, then don't hesitate, take decisive action!
Come! Tell me about her general situation, like her personality, social relationships, and how far you've progressed; I'll give you some advice."
Meng Lang thought about it, although he still couldn't be entirely sure if his guess was correct.
But offering some professional advice to himself and his brothers wasn't a bad thing either—better safe than sorry!
So he pondered for a moment and said.