WBLNOFY Chapter 32

Chapter 32 – Extra 2: Proof of Love (Part 2)

Extra Story 2: Proof of Love, Part 2

Novel Title: We Best Love: 永遠の１位 (We Best Love: No. 1 for You)

Original Script Writer：林珮瑜 (Lin Peiyu)

Author：羽宸寰 (Yu Chenhuan)

Japanese Translator 1：李佳歆 (Li Jiaxin)

Japanese Translator 2：夏海 (Natsumi)

English Translator: K (@kin0monogatari)

Protagonists: 周書逸 (Zhou Shuyi -MC) & 高仕德 (Gao Shide -ML)

*Please read at knoxt.space, the original site of translation. TQ*

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～Lecture Hall

In a lecture room that could accommodate nearly two hundred students, the professor stood at the podium, explaining the various types of evidence in criminal procedure law.

“Direct evidence,” he said, “is evidence that can directly prove the fact of a crime. For example, if a murder weapon bears the perpetrator’s fingerprints, that weapon is considered direct evidence in a homicide case.”

“Indirect evidence,” he continued, “does not directly prove the fact of the crime, but allows the fact to be inferred from the circumstances it shows. For instance, if a nearby surveillance camera captured only the suspect entering and leaving the scene around the time of the crime, that footage would serve as indirect evidence.”

“However,” the professor went on, “since indirect evidence cannot directly prove the fact of a crime, the Supreme Court, in the 1987 ruling No. 4986, established clear standards regarding its probative value. According to that ruling, both direct and indirect evidence may be used to establish a criminal fact. However, whether direct or indirect, no conviction can be rendered unless the evidence proves the fact beyond any reasonable doubt.”

“In addition to direct and indirect evidence,” the professor said, turning the page of his notes, “there is also something called secondary evidence. This refers to…”

While the professor continued his impassioned lecture at the front, Liu Bingwei, seated in the very back row, was lost in thought.

Yesterday, he ran into Shi Zheyu by chance. Seeing him in tears, he hadn’t been able to just walk away — so he’d taken him to karaoke on his bike to cheer him up. But after a few drinks, the alcohol-loosened Zheyu began pouring out his heart.

Shi Zheyu had been in love with Gao Shide for a long time and had planned to confess before graduation. However, Gao Shide was already together with Zhou Shuyi. To make matters worse, Gao Shide had told him that he’d actually had a crush since elementary school — and that person turned out to be none other than Zhou Shuyi, who had always been his ‘rival’.

The shock left Liu Bingwei’s mind completely blank for several minutes.

Liu Bingwei himself had feelings for Zhou Shuyi and had been thinking of confessing, too. But even after hearing that Zhou Shuyi and Gao Shide were together, he didn’t feel devastated the way Shi Zheyu had — not to the point of crying over a broken heart.

He had spent most of his life studying, with no experience in love. Until university, his entire world had revolved around school, home, and cram school. It made him question whether what he felt for Zhou Shuyi was truly love after all.

Perhaps it wasn’t love at all — maybe it was just part of his nature. He liked taking care of people, after all. And as captain of the swim team, it was only natural that he’d feel protective toward one of his members. Maybe he’d simply mistaken that urge to protect for romantic affection.

Just like the professor had said — the ‘direct evidence’ being how little he was shaken upon hearing Zhou Shuyi and Gao Shide were together, and the ‘indirect evidence’ being his emotional calm afterwards — both pointed to the same conclusion: His feelings for Zhou Shuyi were not love.

“Hey! What are you spacing out for?”

A sudden shadow fell beside him, followed by a tap on the shoulder. Startled, Liu Bingwei turned — and saw Shi Zheyu, the very same person he’d sung with yesterday.

“Shi—” His surprised voice echoed through the quiet classroom. Shi Zheyu quickly covered Liu Bingwei’s mouth with his hand, but it was too late — the professor had noticed.

Turning from the blackboard, the professor looked toward the back row and asked into the microphone,

“Is there something you don’t understand?”

Before the stunned Liu Bingwei could answer, Shi Zheyu spoke up smoothly,

“No, professor.”

“Very well. If there are no questions, we’ll move on to affirmative and negative evidence.”

The professor nodded and turned to the next page of his textbook, continuing the lecture.

“Why are you here?” Once Shi Zheyu finally lowered his hand, Liu Bingwei whispered the question.

“I was looking for you.”

“Looking… for me?”

At that answer, Liu Bingwei’s heart skipped a beat.

Oblivious to the reaction he’d caused, Shi Zheyu looked away, his expression faintly embarrassed.

“Thanks for keeping me company yesterday—and for taking me home when I passed out. But… how did you even know my address?”

The night before, he’d been so distraught that he’d downed half a dozen beers at karaoke and blacked out completely. When he woke up, he was already in his bed at home.

His mother had told him that a classmate named Liu Bingwei had carried him all the way up to their fifth-floor apartment. She’d been grateful—but also furious, worried sick that something might have happened to her drunken son.

“I asked your class rep. He’s the vice president of the drama club, right?”

“Oh, I see.”

Relieved that Liu Bingwei hadn’t gotten the address from Gao Shide, Shi Zheyu lightly patted his arm.

“Let me treat you. As thanks.”

“No need. I just couldn’t leave you like that.”

“No, no — I insist on treating you!”

Liu Bingwei smiled wryly, lifting his right hand — the one he usually used — and explained, “Let’s do it another day. I sprained my wrist carrying you upstairs yesterday, so I’ll have to eat left-handed for a few days.”

Shi Zheyu blinked. So that’s what had happened. After he’d passed out at karaoke, Liu Bingwei had called a taxi to take him home. But since his mother couldn’t carry an unconscious adult, Liu Bingwei had ended up hauling him on his back all the way to the fifth floor. After tucking him into bed, he’d gone back to retrieve his bike from the karaoke lot and ridden home.

“I’ll feed you, then.” The words left his mouth before he could stop them — and the instant they did, he regretted it. They had mutual friends, sure, but weren’t close enough for something like that.

Liu Bingwei chuckled softly, glancing at Shi Zheyu’s flushed face.

“Sounds good,” he said with a teasing smile. “Then feed me.”

***

Since that day, it was no longer Liu Bingwei who came to the finance department’s classroom, but instead Shi Zheyu from the information engineering department who often appeared in the law department’s classes.

He took notes for Liu Bingwei, who had sprained his right hand. Then, they started having lunch together, sometimes dinner after class, and even studied side by side in the library.

***

“Thanks. See you at school tomorrow.”

“Yeah, see you tomorrow.”

With practiced ease, Shi Zheyu climbed down from the back of the motorcycle, unfastened the chin strap, and handed the helmet back to Liu Bingwei. Taking it, Liu Bingwei waited until Shi Zheyu disappeared into his apartment building before revving the throttle and riding off into the night.

When he got home, Liu Bingwei went straight into his study. On the wall beside his desk hung a whiteboard he used to manage his to-do list and track his study progress.

He picked up a marker, erased a few lines, and then drew a long, bold black line down the middle of the board.

On the left side, he wrote ‘Likes’.

On the right, ‘Dislikes’.

Then, using a blue marker, he began to fill in the ‘Dislikes’ column:

* Cries.

* Picky eater.

* That sad look in his eyes whenever he sees Gao Shide…

Next, in the ‘Likes’ column, he wrote:

* Pure-hearted.

* His smile.

* Neat and orderly.

* When he’s drunk.

* When he accidentally falls asleep on the library desk.

* And… When we argue.

“Crying, huh? He doesn’t do that much anymore.”

With a red marker, Liu Bingwei drew a firm line through the word ‘Cries’.

“From now on,” he said softly, smiling to himself, “I’ll make you smile even more — until you completely forget the pain of heartbreak.”

He stepped back a few paces and gazed at the words written on the board, his expression glowing with a gentle, radiant smile.

This—this was ‘direct evidence’ that he loved someone.

Yes. He had truly fallen in love with Shi Zheyu.

So then… what comes after this piece of evidence?

What should he do now?

There was only one thing he could do: wait patiently until the day came when the other man might love him back.

After the graduation ceremony, the two exchanged bouquets of congratulatory flowers and left the campus behind, each beginning a new path in life.

They still chatted occasionally on social media, but between internships and exams, they hadn’t had the chance to see each other again…

[End of Extra Story 2]

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*Translator’s Note: Well, another obsessive type? Like… Do we really make a list like that randomly? Hmmm -K

Next update: 2026.10.03

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