The story of Rose starts with being a brother

Chapter 392: Depression (V) From Depression to Mental Illness
At noon, in room 3602 of Love Apartment.

Zeng Xiaoxian was sitting on the sofa reading "Zhuang Nanren" magazine, but although his eyes were fixed on the magazine, he read each page for a long time without turning the page.

"I say, if you're full and want to digest your food, can you go back to the next room to digest it? Why are you always walking around behind me?"

Zeng Xiaoxian finally couldn't help but threw away the magazine and spoke, and behind him was Hu Yifei pacing back and forth.

Hearing his complaints, Hu Yifei didn't take them to heart at all. Instead, she said with some worry, "Tell me, why didn't Wen Sheng respond?"

"What reaction?" Zeng Xiaoxian was stunned, then he smiled and said, "Physiological reaction?"

"Snapped!"

Hu Yifei slapped Zeng Xiaoxian on the shoulder, causing him to groan in pain.

"I'm asking why Wensheng didn't react to the divorce?" Hu Yifei glared at him.

Zeng Xiaoxian rubbed his shoulders with a grin, and after hearing this, he asked in surprise, "Why are you asking about this again? Didn't you say that people have a very open-minded view of marriage?"

"No matter how open-minded you are, it's still a divorce. It's not like buying groceries in a supermarket. Some people would commit suicide after breaking up after dating for two days, but Wen Sheng has been married for several years and is so calm about the divorce. Is this normal?"

Zeng Xiaoxian raised one eyebrow upon hearing this: "Yifei, that's not what you said this morning. You told Lu Ziqiao not to speculate anymore, so why are you making blind guesses yourself now?"

"Lv Ziqiao is making malicious speculations, saying that Wen Sheng is mentally ill. Can I be like him? I am..." Hu Yifei paused, and then continued after a few seconds, "I think divorce is a big deal. Wen Sheng is so normal now, maybe he is just hiding his bad emotions."

"Wow, you said you're different, but aren't you just guessing?" Zeng Xiaoxian shook his head, unfolded the magazine again and sighed, "I wonder if you and Lu Ziqiao just can't stand seeing Wen Sheng doing better than him!"

"Snapped!"

Zeng Xiaoxian's other shoulder was also hit hard.

"Hiss! Damn, Hu Yifei, are you sick?"

Zeng Xiaoxian jumped up from the sofa and rubbed his shoulders. When he pulled open his clothes, there was a bright red slap mark on each side.

However, Hu Yifei was angry at this time: "You are the vice chairman of the apartment residents' committee, and you didn't notice anything wrong with your new roommate?"

"Didn't you notice it before?" Zeng Xiaoxian was still rubbing his shoulders, but he quickly realized what was wrong with Wen Sheng. What's the basis for you to say that he's wrong based on what you just said?"

"I..." Hu Yifei's eyes widened, scaring Zeng Xiaoxian so much that he subconsciously raised his hand and retracted it. Then she continued, "I really didn't think there was anything wrong with Wen Sheng, but after Ziqiao said those words just now, when I think about it now, I feel that it is getting more and more...wrong!"

Zeng Xiaoxian rolled his eyes speechlessly, spread his hands and said, "So, where is the evidence?"

"The evidence is this note!" Hu Yifei unfolded the note, "Look at these sad words, don't they reflect the pain in Wen Sheng's heart?"

"But you...didn't you say it's normal for creative people to be sentimental?"

"That's true, but according to my research, people who are creative and artistic are prone to depression because of their sentimentality!" Hu Yifei patted her forehead, "Especially after a major change like a breakup or divorce, the incidence rate will increase greatly."

"Depression again. Ziqiao's lesson before wasn't enough, right?" Zeng Xiaoxian snorted twice. "Besides, how can you study these things?"

"It was because of the incidents of Zi pretending to be sick and you really being sick that I went to look for the information."

"..."

Zeng Xiaoxian's face froze, and then he said in panic: "What nonsense? Who said I was sick? I was well a long time ago!"

"I don't know whether you are okay or not, but I do know that you were diagnosed by a psychiatrist." Hu Yifei said with a pout and her hands on her hips.

When Lu Zi's disguise of depression was exposed by the psychologist, Zeng Xiaoxian revealed in an emotional state that he had also been depressed before... Oh, he was talking about the fact that he had been dating his ex-girlfriend for eight years and had been cheated on for six years. He said it himself on the spot.

Then Zeng Xiaoxian's depression, which he thought had been cured, was diagnosed by a psychologist as not yet cured and even showing signs of worsening.

"I'll say it again, my depression has long been cured! In..." Zeng Xiaoxian paused, took a deep breath and said, "Anyway, it's already cured!"

Last year, his ex-girlfriend Laura came back to him and said she wanted to marry him, but he rejected her and he forcefully kissed Hu Yifei...

Perhaps it was at that time that Zeng Xiaoxian’s psychological problems were finally healed!

"Calm down, then I'll just assume you're fine, okay?"

Zeng Xiaoxian's mouth twitched, and then he listened to Hu Yifei say: "What I meant just now is that the experience I gained from you and Ziqiao, a pair of real and fake patients, tells me that writing some inexplicable little notes may be one of the external manifestations of depression."

"Hmm?" Zeng Xiaoxian frowned and asked, "What do you mean?"

"Let me ask you, when Ziqiao wrote the lyrics for Stefanie Sun, did you write a note?" Teacher Hu began to analyze.

Zeng Xiaoxian nodded and said, "Yes, but I was writing some...poetry at that time. After all, I am a cultured person, you know..."

Zeng Xiaoxian was about to continue talking nonsense when he suddenly saw Hu Yifei looking at him with dead eyes, and he immediately shut up obediently.

Then Hu Yifei continued, "So does this unknown note written by Wen Sheng match one of your original symptoms?"

Zeng Xiaoxian nodded in agreement.

Hu Yifei continued, "I said Wen Sheng was fine this morning because I subconsciously compared his behavior with Lu Ziqiao's previous experience, but I just realized something was wrong. I should have used you and Wen Sheng to verify it."

"uh-huh?"

"Let me ask you, when the psychiatrist diagnosed you as needing psychological treatment, did you usually look like nothing was wrong?"

"Of course, how could anyone tell me that I'm a man!" Zeng Xiaoxian told the truth. After all, Hu Yifei had watched everything that happened. "A man! No matter how much grievance and pain he endures, he must be alone..."

Before he could finish his words, Zeng Xiaoxian was frightened by Hu Yifei's eyes again and shut up.

At this time, Hu Yifei said, "So, Wensheng looks very normal recently, and he is actually very similar to you at the beginning. Now, things can be combined. You were cheated on, and Wensheng got divorced not long ago. After you were cheated on, you pretended to be fine, and Wensheng also pretended to be fine, but you secretly wrote some weird poems, and Wensheng also wrote some weird words in private!"

Zeng Xiaoxian was stunned by Hu Yifei's well-reasoned analysis. He wanted to refute it, but he didn't know how. After all, judging from what he just said, he and Wen Sheng were really a bit similar.

"You're worthy of being my fan. You share the same vibe with me even on this kind of thing!" Zeng Xiaoxian suddenly felt inexplicably pleased.

But after seeing Hu Yifei's expression, he quickly put away his smile and said seriously: "Yifei, isn't it a bit hasty to conclude that Wen Sheng has mental problems? Should we observe him for a while?"

"I said it's not a mental problem, it's depression." Hu Yifei corrected, "Besides, how long do we have to observe it? For psychological problems like this, the longer you delay, the more troublesome it will be. At the beginning, he may just pretend to be normal on weekdays, but if you delay it, he may pretend to be more lively to cover up his depression, such as singing and dancing in public, and deliberately chatting with strangers, but this is just his disguise. Later, he will not be able to pretend anymore, and he will lock himself in the room like a zombie. At that time, the consequences will be unimaginable!"

Hearing Hu Yifei's exaggerated description, Zeng Xiaoxian laughed dryly and said, "These...are a bit scary, right? Don't think so badly, okay? These things shouldn't happen to Wen Sheng. Besides, it's still unknown whether he is depressed or not. Maybe the content of this note...is really just a spontaneous expression, at most a bit literary. That person on the Internet, Xiao Si, the racing guy, the guy who studies...all likes to write these inexplicable words, aren't they all fine?"

After a pause, Zeng Xiaoxian advised: "I think we should not be too arbitrary. Ziqiao's case is a lesson for us. We can observe for a while. If there is any problem, we can take Wensheng to see a doctor immediately!"

"..."

After Zeng Xiaoxian's persuasion with both reason and emotion, Hu Yifei finally nodded and agreed with difficulty.

"Okay, let's observe first. But we must not let a third person know this time, especially people like Lu Ziqiao who are eager to create chaos in the world, and Wen Sheng. What if he is really depressed and we find out, wouldn't it directly aggravate his condition?" Hu Yifei warned seriously.

"Don't worry, I'm a tight-lipped person." Zeng Xiaoxian smiled confidently, "I'm the best at keeping secrets, I won't let anyone else know!"

"boom!"

As soon as Zeng Xiaoxian finished speaking, a crash suddenly came from the balcony of Room 3602.

The two turned around and saw Zhang Wei holding his knees with a mask of pain on his face, but even so, he kept his lips tightly pursed and said nothing.

"Zhang Wei!!!"

After a second of silence, Hu Yifei and Zeng Xiaoxian simultaneously let out high-pitched screams, forcing Zhang Wei, who was covering his knees, to cover his ears again.

"Teacher Zeng, Yifei, please keep your voices down. My ears are going to break from your shouting!" Zhang Wei limped in from the balcony, sat on the sofa, rubbing his knees.

Xianfei and the other person looked at each other, and immediately approached Zhang Wei from the left and right.

"Zhang Wei, why are you back?" Hu Yifei asked.

"I live in Room 3602. Can't I come back?"

"Uh, Yifei means, why didn't you go through the main door, but came back from the balcony?" Zeng Xiaoxian asked again.

"I was planning to go to Wensheng's room to bring the trash over, but I didn't expect there was no trash in his trash can, so I came over from the balcony." Zhang Wei, who lost the bet, looked a little unnatural.

However, Yifei was surprised and asked, "You are going to look through Wensheng's trash too?!"

"What do you mean by rummaging through the garbage? I was going to help him take out the garbage!" Zhang Wei said unhappily, but he quickly came to his senses and looked at Hu Yifei in confusion, "Why did you say 'also'?"

"Uh, this... is..." Hu Yifei began to look around and looked at Zeng Xiaoxian with a pleading look.

Zeng Xiaoxian immediately helped her make up for it after receiving the order, saying, "Because there has been a rat incident in Love Apartment recently, as the vice chairman of the apartment residents' committee, I have the responsibility to investigate whether anyone has thrown away takeaway food in the apartment. Hu Yifei is helping me."

"Yes, that's right." Hu Yifei nodded heavily.

It has to be said that Zeng Xiaoxian is quite talented in finding excuses in emergencies. Perhaps it is because he has been trained by Hu Yifei and his boss Lisa at the radio station over the years. This reason made Zhang Wei not have too many doubts.

But after looking at the two rat-catching duo in front of him, he said with a strange look on his face: "But Mr. Zeng, you never throw away the leftover takeout after get off work at midnight."

"..."

This one sentence made Xianfei and Hu Yifei's faces stiff at the same time. Hu Yifei turned around and slapped Zeng Xiaoxian's shoulder again, where the slap mark had not yet disappeared.

"Well..." Zeng Xiaoxian smiled awkwardly, moved Hu Yifei's hand away and explained, "I got off work too late and was hungry and sleepy, so I forgot. I must set an example and correct this problem. It won't happen again. It won't happen again, okay."

Fortunately, now is not the time to dwell on this, so Hu Yifei let him go for the time being and turned to look at Zhang Wei and asked, "By the way, why did you help Wen Sheng take out the trash?"

"I……"

When Zhang Wei mentioned this, he showed a look of grief and anger on his face. Finally, he lowered his head and sighed: "I lost the bet to Wen Sheng."

"Lost the bet?" Hu Yifei was a little confused. "What bet? Wen Sheng is back?"

"He's still in the bar. As for the bet... it's because I saw a beautiful woman in the bar just now. She has long hair, big eyes, a high nose bridge, a sweet smile, and a graceful..."

"Get to the point!" Xian Fei interrupted everyone.

"I made a bet with Wensheng that he could successfully strike up a conversation with the girl, and if he did, and successfully took the girl's hand to the bar to make drinks, I bet that if I lost, I would have to wash Wensheng's clothes and take out his trash for three months."

"..."

After listening to Zhang Wei's words, Hu Yifei and Zeng Xiaoxian looked at each other again. Zeng Xiaoxian said, "Flirting with girls, didn't Wen Sheng say that he had a good relationship with his ex-wife? Why is he flirting with other women right after the divorce?"

"Oh, actually...actually, I instigated him to do it." At this moment, Zhang Wei talked about brotherhood and took the initiative to take the responsibility.

Hu Yifei breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this, but soon glared at Zhang Wei and said, "You instigated a newly divorced man to flirt with the girl you like, and even asked him to wash his clothes and take out his trash. Zhang Wei, are you a psychopath?!"

"..."

Zhang Wei's expression suddenly became extremely interesting. He almost got stuck in his throat. After a long while, he blushed and said, "What are you talking about? Who is the psychopath? Wen Sheng proposed the bet. What's the point of liking it or not? There's a beautiful girl sitting there. Which man wouldn't like it? I'm not the only one peeking at her in the bar!"

Zeng Xiaoxian saw this and tried to smooth things over, saying, "Okay, okay, now I know you're not a psychopath."

Then he looked at Hu Yifei and said, "See, I told you Wen Sheng is normal, right? He can even take the initiative to chat up girls?"

"Normal?" Zhang Wei suddenly narrowed his eyes, keenly aware of something, "What's wrong with Wen Sheng?"

Hearing Zhang Wei's words, Xianfei's eyes suddenly widened. Hu Yifei hurriedly said, "What's wrong with that? Zeng Xiaoxian can't talk, otherwise he wouldn't have stayed in the late-night slot at the radio station."

"..."

Zeng Xiaoxian felt like he was stabbed in the chest.

However, Zhang Wei continued, "When I came over from the balcony just now, I seemed to hear you talking about keeping a secret? What secret?"

"..."

At this moment, Xianfei and the others were both worried. Before they could find an excuse, Zhang Wei asked, "Is it related to Wensheng?"

"No! How could it be? What are you guessing?" Zeng Xiaoxian quickly activated his ability to find emergency help, "I'm chatting with Hu Yifei, what's Guan Wensheng about?"

"Yes, there is no secret. You heard it wrong." Hu Yifei said.

"Impossible!" Zhang Wei was not fooled this time. "I don't have hallucinations. What secret is that? Is it related to Wen Sheng?"

"..."

Faced with this critical situation again, Hu Yifei took a breath and clenched her fists, gnashing her teeth and whispering in Zeng Xiaoxian's ear: "I don't know if my flash can make Zhang Wei lose his memory."

"Then you have to control your accuracy and strength very precisely, because you only need to make him erase his memory from a few minutes ago." Zeng Xiaoxian also responded in a low voice, "If you don't control it well, a real idiot will appear in the apartment."

"..."

Zhang Wei, who was looking at them curiously, felt that he vaguely heard something bad and subconsciously shrank his neck back.

So in this living room, the three of them fell into a strange silence.

"Crack!"

Just then, there was a noise from the door of suite 3602, and then the door was opened, and Wen Sheng walked in holding a little red hat.

"Zhang Wei, why did you leave alone? Yifei, Teacher Zeng, what are you doing..."

After sensing the strange atmosphere in the room, Wen Sheng's expression changed slightly and he asked in confusion.

When they saw Wen Sheng appear, Xianfei and the others' hearts suddenly rose to their throats.

Zhang Wei was about to speak, but Hu Yifei didn't care about anything else and pressed Zhang Wei's face into the sofa and said with a smile: "We are..."

"Look for the mouse!" Zeng Xiaoxian added in tacit cooperation.

"Looking for mice?"

"Yes, there have been some mice in the Love Apartment recently. I was assigned by the apartment residents' committee to find the mice." Zeng Xiaoxian explained, pretending to lie on the ground and search under the sofa.

At this time, the man who was pressed into the sofa let out a muffled groan and struggled to turn his head to reveal his face. Just when he took a breath and was about to speak, Zeng Xiaoxian, who was lying on the ground, decisively covered his mouth with his hand.

Looking at this scene, Wen Sheng didn't understand what was going on for a moment, and couldn't help but ask: "What is Zhang Wei doing..."

"Just now Zhang Wei came over to help find mice, and a mouse crawled into his mouth. We blocked his mouth so that the mouse had no way to escape!"

"Yes, Zhang Wei always eats unhealthy food, which makes his mouth most likely to attract rats."

"Woooooooo..."

"..."

Hu Yifei and Zeng Xiaoxian sang the same tune. Zhang Wei, with his mouth covered, could only stare with his eyes wide open in horror.

Wen Sheng raised his eyelids. Although he knew at a glance that they were talking nonsense, he felt that this nonsense was very "Love Apartment", so he laughed dryly and said, "Okay, then you guys work hard to catch mice, I'll go back first."

Wen Sheng was about to leave when Hu Yifei shouted, "Wait!"

Wen Sheng was stunned, and then he saw Hu Yifei staring at the Little Red Riding Hood in his hand and asked, "Why do you have a red cap in your hand?"

"Well, this hat belongs to the bar singer. She wanted to give me a kiss, but I thought it was a little inappropriate, so I changed it to her hat. I quite like it."

Wen Sheng put on the hat with a smile. He didn't want anything at first, but when he saw Little Red Riding Hood, he was reminded of the people in the past, so he replaced the kiss with the hat.

Hu Yifei's eyes were a little complicated, but she didn't dwell on it anymore. Instead, she asked, "By the way, I just heard Zhang Wei say that you flirted with a beautiful woman? Why did you come back so soon?"

Wen Sheng guessed that Zhang Wei would talk about this. Although he didn't value the reputation of being a good man, it was still a disadvantage to suddenly expose the scumbag's character... After all, he is still a virgin and there is no scumbag at all!
"Oh, the flirt just now was just a bet with Zhang Wei. After I had a drink with that girl, I saw Zhang Wei leaving, so I didn't stay long and left."

After a pause, the dog man smiled embarrassedly again: "Actually, I did this because I don't want to run around to take out the garbage and wash clothes. If Zhang Wei doesn't want to, then we can cancel the bet..."

"Yes! Why not?!" Hu Yifei answered for Zhang Wei, "It is a traditional virtue to accept defeat when you gamble. It is also the spirit of contract. As a lawyer, how can Zhang Wei not have the spirit of contract? Isn't that right, Lawyer Zhang?"

"Woo woo woo..." Zhang Wei tried his best but could only make this sound. In the end, Hu Yifei controlled his head and nodded, "Hmm..."

"..."

Wen Sheng was even more confused by these people, but he could only smile and nod, "Then if everything is ok, I'll go back first?"

"Yeah, let's go."

"boom!"

Only after the door was closed did Hu Yifei and Zeng Xiaoxian breathe a sigh of relief and release their hands from Zhang Wei.

"Ahem! Pah!"

Zhang Wei, who regained his freedom, immediately began to breathe heavily, and then glared at the Xianfei duo and cursed: "I'm going to sue you for murder, murder! And Zeng Xiaoxian, you even stuffed your hand in my mouth! Isn't that disgusting?!"

However, neither of them cared about Zhang Wei's accusation. Zeng Xiaoxian even replied: "Don't worry, I washed my hands after going to the toilet."

"you……"

Zhang Wei's face turned green, and then he didn't know what he was thinking of. He forced himself to calm down and said, "You didn't let me speak just now. Are you afraid that I will tell Wen Sheng that you are trying to find out his secrets?"

"..."

Xian Fei, who had just breathed a sigh of relief, suddenly changed her expression, and Zhang Wei stood up and approached the balcony, then threatened: "If you don't tell me, I will tell Wen Sheng right now, and... about you rummaging through his garbage bag!"

"Zhang Wei, don't!"

After Zeng Xiaoxian called him, he looked at Hu Yifei as if asking for instructions and asking for questions.

Feeling that the situation was getting out of control, Hu Yifei sighed heavily before saying, "Forget it, just tell me."

Seeing the two of them compromise, Zhang Wei showed a smug smile on his face.

I didn't expect that I could achieve such a major negotiation victory just by burning a CD, before even starting the lawsuit. What will happen when I sit in court?

In the future, I will definitely become a legend in the legal world!
So next, Zhang Wei enjoyed the fruits of his victory from Zeng Xiaoxian's mouth - Hu Yifei's speculation that Wen Sheng might have depression.

"What? Wensheng has depression?" Zhang Wei exclaimed, and then was slapped on the head by Zeng Xiaoxian.

"Shh, keep your voice down. You must never tell this secret to anyone again."

"Oh." Zhang Wei nodded, but soon shook his head and said, "This is impossible. Wen Sheng can't be depressed. Didn't you see him dancing and picking up girls in the bar just now? This doesn't look like depression... It's more like peach blossom mania!"

"It's all speculation."

Just now, when Hu Yifei was analyzing, Zeng Xiaoxian could only watch in amazement, but now facing Zhang Wei, he became the smart one who did the analysis.

"Originally Yifei and I were just skeptical, but after hearing what you said just now, I feel that this is most likely true." Zeng Xiaoxian said solemnly, "It would be fine if Wensheng had always been normal, but his dancing and chatting up people are obviously very abnormal compared to the past few days. He had always behaved very steadily before, but now it seems that he really did this on purpose to disguise his depression."

"Really? Just based on this and that note?" Zhang Wei still had a look of doubt on his face.

Zeng Xiaoxian looked at Hu Yifei and sighed heavily, "Yifei, Wensheng's condition is very critical now. He may really be depressed because of the divorce."

"Do not."

However, Hu Yifei shook her head at this time, and then said worriedly in the surprised eyes of Zeng Xiaoxian and Zhang Wei: "It's not just depression."

"What do you mean?" Zeng Xiaoxian frowned.

"Last time when Zi Jia was pretending to be depressed, did I mention to you that Zhanbo's aunt was mentally ill?"

As soon as Hu Yifei finished speaking, Zeng Xiaoxian immediately fell into memories, his brows furrowed deeper and deeper, and finally...

"I do not remember."

"..."

Hu Yifei rolled her eyes, but still said seriously: "My aunt was very pretty when she was young, and she was also smart and charming. But after she experienced an emotional blow, she kept mumbling to herself and wore a little red hat all day long, and then she was admitted to a mental hospital."

Zeng Xiaoxian remembered it now, and his face became serious: "So you just asked about the red baseball cap in Wen Sheng's hand... Oh my God, Wen Sheng's situation is not only the same as mine, but also similar to your aunt's situation... Then this..."

"Wait a minute!"

Zhang Wei suddenly waved his hand and spoke, then looked at the two people in shock: "You mean, Wen Sheng is not just depressed, but very likely mentally ill?!"

(End of this chapter)