The story of Rose starts with being a brother

Chapter 394 Melancholy (VII) The battle to save Wen Sheng begins!
"Honey, how about trying the cola chicken wings I made?"

In the evening, at the ex-wife’s home in JA District, Nuolan, wearing an apron, brought a plate of food to Wen Sheng, then looked at him expectantly.

Wen Sheng sighed deeply. He didn't even need to taste the dark-colored chicken wings on the plate in front of him. He knew what they were just by looking at and smelling them.

When Ms. Nuo saw her ex-husband sighing, she immediately became unhappy.

"What's with that expression on your face? You haven't even tasted it yet? Mine just doesn't look very good, but the taste is definitely fine."

Hearing this, Wen Sheng had no choice but to pick up a chicken wing with chopsticks. When he was about to eat it, he suddenly asked, "Have you tasted it yourself?"

"Of course!"

Nuolan nodded and said confidently, "I've tasted what I made a few days ago. I asked you to come over to eat because the taste is getting better and better."

Wen Sheng did not comment on her words. He just picked up the chicken wing and took a bite. Then a look of surprise appeared on his face, and he began to nod frequently.

"How is it?" Nuolan asked impatiently.

However, Wen Sheng didn't say it directly. He nodded and made "hmm~" sounds, which made Nuolan nervous and excited.

"Don't just hum it, tell me how it tastes?"

Nuolan pushed him anxiously. Wen Sheng saw this and said, "Didn't you say you tried it? Don't you know how it tastes?"

"I've only tasted it before, not this time."

"Then try it quickly."

Wen Sheng sometimes just couldn’t understand why some people didn’t taste the food before cooking at home. The same thing happened to Hu Yifei in the apartment. The taste was normal, but he didn’t know what random ingredients she added to it.

Nuolan rolled her eyes at the suspenseful man and had no choice but to pick up a chicken wing and take a bite.

"Ugh, it's so sweet!"

Ms. Nuo vomited it out as soon as she took a bite.

Then she puffed her cheeks and glared at her ex-husband: "Why didn't you say anything when it's like this?"

Seeing this, Wen Sheng swallowed the chicken in his mouth and said with a smile: "I heard you say you had tasted it before, I thought you liked this sweet taste."

"How can this be the same? It's too sweet!" Nuolan pouted and said, "Besides, I've always eaten the dishes you cooked before, how can I like sweet food that much."

"Okay, take off your apron. I'll make dinner."

Wen Sheng shook his head, stood up, rolled up his sleeves and went into the kitchen to re-prepare the dishes.

Nuolan looked at the failed products on the table, listened to the noise in the kitchen, rolled her eyes, and followed him into the kitchen.

She took off her apron and quietly stood behind her ex-husband, then while he was cleaning the chopping board, she put her arms around him.

"I'm cooking, don't move."

"Don't move. I'm helping you tie your apron." After taking off her apron, Nuolan wore a pink long-sleeved shirt with matching suspenders and a white lace skirt. She went into the kitchen without changing her clothes after get off work today. She thought she could impress her ex-husband, but unfortunately...

The soft fabric played a huge role when Nuolan stuck to her ex-husband's back. After she tied the apron slowly, she did not let go, but continued to hug him.

Wen Sheng looked at the hand on his waist and said helplessly: "How can I cook if you are like this?"

Nuolan put her face on his back and did not answer the question. Instead, she sighed and said in a pretentious manner: "Husband, am I stupid? It seems that I can't learn to cook well. What should I do?"

"If you can't learn well, you can eat takeout, or eat at work and come back later." Wen Sheng snorted, "This will not only solve your food problem, but also show that you work hard, which will help you advance your career."

"..."

Hearing her ex-husband's words that spoiled the mood, Nuolan said angrily, "Don't you feel sorry for me at all?"

"I'm the one who should be feeling bad. I have to drive all the way here to help you cook!"

"Who told you to move out!" Nuolan raised her voice slightly, but soon softened, "Husband, can you move back in? I'm not the same as before. I will change the problems you mentioned."

"No, you're too lazy to even learn how to cook. How can I believe you've changed?"

"I..." Nuolan was speechless for a moment, but soon said, "I just want you to come over and spend more time with me, that's why I learn so slowly!"

"Really?" Wen Sheng sneered, and then kept the same posture and started cutting vegetables, saying, "Anyway, I will only teach you for a while. If you can't learn it, I won't continue to teach you. I'm not a cook."

"..."

Nuolan's body stiffened instantly, and the only sound in the kitchen was the sound of cutting vegetables.

When Wen Sheng started cooking, he heard Nuolan sniffing and asking, "Wen Sheng, do you hate me that much?"

"It would be better if I hated you, so that I wouldn't have to come back to take care of you after I divorce you."

Listening to her ex-husband's words, Nuolan hugged him tighter.

"Are you really not going to move back?"

Wen Sheng didn't say anything and started to be a silent cook.

"Then I'll move in with you."

"No." The cook spoke up as soon as he was silent, "Since I'm moving away, you know what that means. There's no point in you moving there."

“Being with my husband is the most important thing!”

Nuolan shouted loudly, gradually increasing the strength of her hands, hugging Wen Sheng tightly, as if she wanted the two to merge into one.

Wen Sheng had no choice but to stop cooking, but avoided her words and said, "Let go, I can't cook anymore."

"Then don't fry it. If you don't agree to it, how can I have an appetite to eat?"

"Eat it or not, I'm leaving now."

After saying that, Wen Sheng turned off the fire, threw away the spatula and was about to leave. However, Nuolan behind him still held him tightly and refused to let go even when he dragged her away.

Walking to the kitchen door, Wen Sheng felt the stubborn attitude of his ex-wife, then stopped and said coldly: "Nuo Lan, I haven't quarreled with you for a few days. Do you want to be scolded again? Let go!"

"No, you can scold me, but I won't talk back this time! You are so reluctant to let us live together, do you have someone over there?"

It was hard for Nuolan not to think too much about her ex-husband's attitude. Even after she had asked him once before and was rejected by him, such thoughts were inevitable to emerge in her heart.

Yes, the arguments before and after the divorce made her realize that there were problems with her in this marriage, but what about her ex-husband?
Her ex-husband was so averse to being with her that he wouldn't touch her even when they were lying in the same bed. She had previously suspected that there was something wrong with his body, but afterwards she measured it with her hands and there was nothing wrong at all!

why?
If I continue to reject her like this, even if my ex-husband really doesn’t have anyone else there now, what about the future?

Nuolan doesn’t think that with her ex-husband’s conditions, there won’t be vixens coming to her in the future, and isn’t there one lying in the hospital?

Although it was sinful to think this way, Nuolan was sometimes glad that the girl named Xinling had become a vegetable, otherwise her divorce from Wensheng would only benefit that shameless girl.

Hearing Nuolan's false accusations and the other party's rogue attitude at the moment, Wen Sheng was too lazy to explain anything, and just responded calmly: "What do you want?"

"What's the point of me thinking that? I want to remarry, I want you to move back, I want me to move to your place, but you don't agree, right?" Nuolan continued to cling to her ex-husband and said, "Now you don't even teach me how to cook. I know that if I let go, you will leave without looking back, leaving me here hungry."

"You just said you had no appetite and didn't want me to continue cooking."

"Yes, I don't want you to cook anymore!" Nuolan held Wen Sheng's waist tightly, and suddenly began to move slowly from behind him to in front of Wen Sheng.

The couple who had been divorced for many days were now standing at the kitchen door, one looking up and the other looking down, just looking at each other. Wen Sheng's eyes were calm, but Nuolan's were not so calm.

"I'll ask you again, do you agree that I live with you?" Nuolan looked into her ex-husband's eyes and asked in a deep voice.

"You can ask me ten more times, and I will give the same answer as before." Wen Sheng, the Sigma man, replied calmly. The expected crying and throwing a tantrum did not happen the next second, and the ex-wife nodded: "Okay, I won't go over, and I won't ask you this question again."

Wen Sheng frowned slightly. The other party actually gave in?

Then, the ex-wife, Ms. Nuo, suddenly loosened her arms around his waist, then gradually moved up until she hooked her arms around his neck before continuing, "If you don't move back, I don't ask you to move over, and I don't want you to continue cooking, but I want you to... cook me tonight."

……

"So, Yifei, you're saying that you saw Wensheng go into the hospital, which means that the previous inferences were all true? Wensheng really has depression?!"

In the utility room of 3601, Zhang Wei was walking back and forth, touching his chin with a serious look on his face, while Hu Yifei and Zeng Xiaoxian were sitting on the chairs with sad faces.

Originally, such a meeting should have been held in the study room across the street that was being renovated, but because new residents were about to move in, Hu Yifei started moving some things from the study room to the utility room as soon as she returned.

I don’t know how Lin Wanyu’s father renovated it in the first place, but he actually made room for a storage room in 3602.

However, Hu Yifei has not revealed the news yet. After Zeng Xiaoxian brought Zhang Wei over in the evening, her attention was focused on Wen Sheng again.

"I hope it's just depression. If he gets medication for mental illness, that would be really dangerous." Zeng Xiaoxian looked up at the ceiling and wailed.

However, Zhang Wei still couldn't believe it: "Maybe he just felt a little unwell, had a cold, a fever, or a bad stomach. These could be the reasons why he went to the hospital."

"Would you go straight to the hospital if you had a cold or fever?" Hu Yifei rolled her eyes at him and said, "And you drove so far away, can it be a small problem?"

"But I think it's still a bit hasty. Isn't it too arbitrary to conclude that Wen Sheng has mental problems?" Although Zhang Wei still insisted, compared with his attitude during the day, he was now much more hesitant.

After all, this is also related to his career as a lawyer, even though he is currently just a trainee lawyer who has not passed the bar exam.

Hu Yifei was much more decisive. She said again: "Do you really have to wait until Wen Sheng takes out the diagnosis of mental illness before you believe it? By then, it will be too late."

Even Zeng Xiaoxian, who was still a little hesitant, stood by her and said, "Zhang Wei, Wen Sheng is our good neighbor and roommate. We can't just watch him fall into a more dangerous situation, right?"

"That's not what I meant. What I meant was..." Zhang Wei paused, and after careful consideration, he said helplessly, "Even if Wen Sheng's illness is real, what can we do?"

"Take him to see a psychologist. Early intervention and early treatment." Hu Yifei said after thinking about it.

"Another psychologist?" Zeng Xiaoxian exclaimed. He was almost developing a psychological trauma towards psychologists. Whenever this profession was mentioned, he would recall his painful memories.

So he added, "I think Wensheng has gone to the hospital now, which means he knows his problem. Would it be redundant for us to take him to see a psychologist?"

"He didn't go to a mental hospital, so he lacks treatment that really matches his problem." Hu Yifei gave full play to her imaginative brain. "Maybe he thinks he just has some minor problems, and he can just go to the hospital and get some medicine. After all, it's only been a short time since he was divorced, so it's possible that he doesn't really take his psychological problems seriously."

The reason why Hu Yifei is a little anxious now is not only because she is worried about her good roommate Wen Sheng, but also because her new roommate Qin Yumo is about to move in.

She didn't dare let Qin Yumo move in until Wen Sheng's problem was resolved as soon as possible.

Zeng Xiaoxian said, "But how can we get Wen Sheng to see a psychiatrist? If we tell him directly, he will definitely say that everything is normal."

As a former depression patient, Zeng Xiaoxian is all too familiar with this.

Zhang Wei also nodded: "After all, according to what you said, this is Wen Sheng actively avoiding the blow of divorce. He usually behaves so normally because he doesn't want others to see his vulnerability."

After a pause, he said seriously, "Men all want to save face, especially if the relationship breaks down and psychological problems arise because of the betrayal of their lover. Men are even less likely to show it to others. Don't you agree, Mr. Zeng?"

"..."

Zhang Wei, who didn't know that Zeng Xiaoxian had once been cuckolded, accidentally stabbed Zeng's little heart, causing it to bleed.

Zeng Xiaoxian's face froze. Hu Yifei wanted to laugh but forced herself to hold it back.

After straightening her expression, Hu Yifei came to Zeng Xiaoxian's rescue and said, "It is definitely not possible to directly tell Wen Sheng that we already know he has depression and want to take him to see a psychiatrist, unless... we trick him into coming."

"Cheating?" Zhang Wei hesitated, "This is not good. Brother Sheng is already in a miserable situation, and we still cheat him..."

"This is called a white lie. Do you know how to adapt? When my aunt was mentally ill, her emotions were very unstable. Every time she came to our house, we had to put away things like kitchen knives. Later, when we took her to a mental hospital for treatment, Zhanbo's father lied to her and said he was taking her to Narnia before letting her go." Hu Yifei explained with an example. After all, her family has a history of mental illness and she has a say in this matter.

Well, strictly speaking, it is Zhanbo's family that has a history of mental illness. Hu Yifei and Lu Zhanbo are a reconstituted family. Her biological mother is Zhanbo's stepmother, and Zhanbo's biological father is her stepfather. Her father is an only child, so the aunt she is talking about is actually Zhanbo's biological aunt, not her biological aunt.

In short, Hu Yifei and Lu Zhanbo, like Gong Ming and Zhou Chongguang, are half-siblings.

Zhang Wei's focus was strange. He asked in confusion: "Narnia? Where is that?"

"Oh~"

Xianfei and Zhang Wei both slapped their foreheads in silence. Zeng Xiaoxian looked at Zhang Wei and said, "If you ask Zhanbo this question, he will definitely regard you as one of the three types of fake people. He will torture you severely and force you to ask what your purpose is in pretending to be a human being?"

"Three types of fake people?" Zhang Wei asked, "Which three?"

"The first type of pseudo-humans don't know about the planet Cybertron, and the second type of pseudo-humans don't know about Narnia!"

"What about the third type?"

"That means they know neither Cybertron nor Narnia! They will be humanely destroyed by the show!"

After listening to Zeng Xiaoxian's answer, Zhang Wei nodded in sudden realization, but soon he asked again: "But you still didn't tell me where Narnia is? And what is the planet Cybertron?"

"..."

Zeng Xiaoxian opened his mouth, unable to answer the question. Seeing that the topic was going off topic, Hu Yifei smiled and said to Zhang Wei, "Zhang Wei, I suggest that you watch Transformers or The Chronicles of Narnia while preparing for the judicial examination, because I have yet to see a boy who doesn't know about Cybertron or a child who doesn't know about Narnia."

"That……"

"Cybertron is the home of the Autobots, and Narnia is a magical fantasy world. Do you understand what I mean?!"

"..."

Zhang Wei had no doubts this time and nodded quickly: "OK, OK, I understand!"

But soon, he asked again: "Then should we trick Wen Sheng into going to Narnia to treat depression?"

"..."

Now it was Zeng Xiaoxian's turn to smile and give a thumbs up: "Zhang Wei, you can do it, you can do it."

I don’t know why, but Zhang Wei, a top student studying law, always looks innocent and pure without being contaminated by knowledge.

"and many more!"

At this moment, Hu Yifei suddenly opened her eyes wide and exclaimed, "I know how to trick Wen Sheng into seeing a psychiatrist!"

The utility room suddenly became quiet, as if time had stopped at this moment. Zeng Xiaoxian and Zhang Wei both turned their gazes to Hu Yifei.

Zeng Xiaoxian raised one eyebrow and said in a strange tone: "Don't tell me you really want to take Wen Sheng to Narnia, he is not Zhang Wei!"

Hu Yifei narrowed her eyes and a confident smile appeared on her face: "What a coincidence, this matter really depends on Zhang Wei!"

In the utility room, Zhang Wei looked at Hu Yifei staring at him and smiling, and subconsciously tightened his clothes.

……

The next afternoon.

Wen Sheng started to punch in again and returned to Love Apartment 3601 yawning continuously.

Just as he was about to go back to his room to catch up on some sleep, he learned something big as soon as he entered the suite.

Zhang Wei suffers from depression because his fiancée ran away from the marriage, and he needs to be taken to a psychologist urgently!

(End of this chapter)