The story of Rose starts with being a brother

Chapter 472 New Year, New Changes

"Wensheng, Happy New Year!" Zhuge Dasheng greeted him with a smile over the phone.

When Wen Sheng was sending New Year's greetings before, he said that only greetings after the New Year's bell rang would count. Attorney Zhuge did not agree at the time, but she did not expect that she would still call to send New Year's greetings now.

Nuolan, her face still flushed, paused for a moment upon hearing the voice on her phone. She then looked at the caller ID before replying, "Hello, is this Attorney Zhuge?"

After a two-and-a-half-second silence on the phone, Zhuge Dasheng's voice finally came through again.

"It's me. You must be Mr. Wen's ex-wife, Nuolan. Happy New Year."

Happy New Year to you, Attorney Zhuge.

Nuolan, belatedly realizing what was happening, frowned slightly. The other party had called at such a precise time...

“Awen is downstairs, I’ll go call him.” Nuolan smiled and said, “I didn’t expect you to be the first to wish him a Happy New Year.”

"Hehe, it wasn't me, it was my daughter Dali who insisted on wishing him a Happy New Year right away," Zhuge Dasheng said with a laugh. Then her voice came through the phone again, "Dali, wait a moment, your uncle isn't next to the phone."

Hearing Zhuge Dali's barely audible voice on the phone, Nuolan's brows relaxed.

"I'm sorry, Dali really likes Wensheng and used to hang out with him a lot," Attorney Zhuge said into the phone.

“It’s okay. Awen is sometimes like a little kid. It’s normal for him to play with other kids. I’ve heard Awen mention it before.”

Nuolan answered with a smile as she put on her clothes.

She had heard Wen Sheng mention it, but she wasn't worried, since the other person was just a primary school student.

“Attorney Zhuge, I heard from Awen that you have helped him solve a lot of legal problems.”

“It should be him who took care of my law firm’s business. Wen Sheng has always been very generous with commissions,” Zhuge Dasheng said with a smile. “Even without Dali, as a major client of the law firm, I should still give him a New Year’s greeting out of courtesy and reason.”

……

After Nuolan was dressed, the two had been chatting on the phone for quite a while.

"Wensheng, you have a phone call."

Nuolan pushed open the door and called out to Wensheng, who was watching fireworks on the balcony.

She glanced around but didn't see Qin Yumo on the sofa, so she asked curiously, "Where's Yumo?"

"She just woke up and went to the bathroom to wash her face."

Wen Sheng smiled and looked at Nuolan coming downstairs, asking, "Whose call was that?"

"Lawyer Zhuge's."

"it is good."

Wen Sheng certainly heard the commotion inside the house, and was somewhat surprised when he heard that it was Zhuge Dasheng calling.

However, I'm also grateful that Sister Sheng called at this time, allowing him to steal a little more time with Yu Mo. Otherwise, Yu Mo wouldn't have gone to the bathroom to tidy up.

After taking the phone, Wen Sheng smiled and said, "Happy New Year, Sister Sheng!"

Seeing this, Nuolan was about to say something when the bathroom door behind her opened and Qin Yumo came out.

"Yu Mo".

Nuolan called out, and her mind immediately recalled that she had gone upstairs with Wensheng while he was sleeping. Her expression turned somewhat unnatural.

"I...I just went upstairs to get something."

Similarly, Qin Yumo looked at Nuolan in front of her and thought about how she and Wen Sheng were being intimate on the sofa downstairs while Nuolan was getting dressed upstairs. Her expression became somewhat unnatural.

"I'm so sleepy, I'm going to wash my face to wake myself up."

The two women looked at each other, then laughed in unison and said, "Happy New Year!"

"Hey Dali, Happy New Year!"

The dog-man on the other side who saw this also laughed.

……

New Year's Eve has passed, and the new year has officially begun, but the events of this New Year's Eve continue to affect people in the years to come.

During the Spring Festival of 2011, WeChat had just been launched, and you couldn't even make phone calls, let alone send WeChat red envelopes.

Therefore, Wen Sheng, who was the wealthiest person in the apartment, also gave everyone a red envelope.

Of course, the main reason is that he is already married, while everyone else is unmarried, so it's natural for him to give out the red envelopes.

The amount isn't large, just a few hundred yuan, so as not to put any pressure on anyone.

Although he had only lived in the apartment for less than a year, giving everyone red envelopes as roommates and neighbors seemed a bit redundant. However, thanks to the eccentricities of the people in the apartment, while it might be an exaggeration to say they truly treated him like family, they were at least loyal to their own people. Therefore, giving out red envelopes didn't seem out of place.

Well... Wen Sheng values ​​the people in the apartment because they are very loyal. Although they are often unreliable and good intentions often lead to bad outcomes, their loyalty is very important.

Whether it was the previous misunderstanding that he had depression or the dinner party that helped Yu Mo get through Nuolan, both can well prove this point, even if they didn't do a good job.

Now, even this scoundrel has to prepare for the real hellish situations he might encounter in the future.

He had a premonition that the situation he would encounter again in the future might be even bigger than he imagined, so he needed these friends who, although not the brightest, were loyal and had excellent execution skills to help him.

He can guide us when the time comes.

Furthermore, because the people in the apartment were always causing trouble from time to time, and often involved him either actively or passively, those emotional changes kept him from falling into that nihilistic mindset of a transmigrator for a very long time.

Simply put, there was a constant presence of living people influencing him, making his mindset more vibrant.

Previously, he often needed to use music with strong emotions to influence himself, but recently he has gradually stopped needing this kind of "therapy".

For these two reasons alone, he deserves to give out red envelopes to everyone.

It's worth mentioning that shortly after he sent out the red envelopes, Zeng Xiaoxian and Hu Yifei also sent him red envelopes.

After all, these two are considered veterans of the apartment building and often act as the heads of the family, so they naturally have to be mindful of reciprocity when it comes to things like red envelopes.

Of course, Zeng Xiaoxian also has a more prominent title—the vice chairman of the apartment residents' committee under the subdistrict office, and caring for the residents is his responsibility.

Although Lisa Rong stood him up, causing him to broadcast the entire Spring Festival Gala live on the radio on New Year's Eve, he quickly forgot about the unpleasantness after seeing the generous year-end bonus.

After all, he had been trending on social media twice last year, and with Nuolan joining the station, the radio station's listenership had increased significantly, so his year-end bonus was much more generous than in previous years.

Unfortunately, after resuming work after the Spring Festival this year, Nuolan will only be able to host "Your Moon, My Heart" two days a week due to work arrangements.

This was a mixed blessing for Zeng Xiaoxian.

The good news is that "Your Moon, My Heart" is back under Zeng's name, and Brother Xian will return to dominance. The bad news is that the show's ratings may... no, they will definitely decline.

He was genuinely flustered by this important matter concerning performance and bonuses.

The saying goes, "It's easy to go from frugality to extravagance, but difficult to go from extravagance to frugality." Back when he was working as a call center operator, he couldn't raise the ratings or sell any ads anyway, so he didn't care how badly he behaved.

But now that his program has topped the radio ratings, and he's enjoying applause, cheers, and bonuses, going back to being a midnight caller makes him feel uneasy.

The pressure on him was immense.

In the apartment, there was someone whose psychological pressure was even more severe than Zeng Xiaoxian's.

"What?! All those girls in miniskirts I asked out were with you last night!"

The day after the New Year, Lu Ziqiao returned from the police station and stared blankly at Zhang Wei, whose lipstick mark was still on his neck.

Hehe! Hehe!

Seemingly to make up for the loss of suppressing his smile to look cool, Zhang Wei just grinned foolishly with his big teeth when he returned to his apartment.

Looking back on Zhang Wei's life, the last time he had such a wild night was when he and Lu Ziqiao pretended to be out-of-towners and attended someone else's engagement party.

However, that time he got drunk and hugged Lu Ziqiao and kissed him, but this time it was different. Surrounded by so many girls, being pampered and teased by them, it was like he had stepped into a paradise.

Zhang Wei felt that he would never forget this kind of joy in his life.

In particular, there were a few girls who seemed to be particularly attracted to his cool demeanor and were even thinking about taking their relationship with Zhang Wei further.

This was a truly earth-shattering event for the people in the apartment.

Is Zhang Wei's spring coming?

However, Zhang Wei soon proved one thing to everyone—old habits die hard. Perhaps it was because the happiness on New Year's Eve came too suddenly and too intensely that Wei Ge, who usually couldn't even speak properly to girls, suddenly got caught up in a high-intensity game.

Although he can continue to act cool, it's really hard for him to keep up this style that goes against his nature.

His thighs were almost pinched raw, so how could he possibly remind himself to stay cold all the time?

Especially after getting close to a girl, the alluring ambiguity makes it really hard for him to control his restless heart.

The reason he and Moran broke up was not only because he wasn't a second-generation rich kid, but also because he couldn't maintain his cool and elegant image after two dates.

This time was no different; Snake's cold-blooded personality would occasionally disappear, replaced by the lewd Viagra.

At first, the girl thought he was quite unexpected and cute, with the impression that a cool lawyer was actually a clumsy, adorable puppy in private.

But before long, people started to feel that something was wrong.

This isn't just a contrast; it's a complete revelation of their true colors!

His previous coldness was all an act!

how to say?

Using the popular novel she's currently reading, "The Grave Robbers' Chronicles," as an analogy, it's as if the cool guy is actually Fatty Wang in disguise!
Who can bear this?
Thus, before spring could truly arrive, the triumphant lawyer Snake was kicked back to his original form as Zhang Dapao.

This stark contrast between before and after made Zhang Wei very uncomfortable.

Wen Sheng also expressed his regret about this.

"I told you to change your luck, hoping you would seize the opportunity that night, have your fun, and then distance yourself from those girls. Why are you still clinging to them?"

"But...the girl already wants to continue, wouldn't it be a waste if I don't seize the opportunity to start a relationship?"

"..."

Wen Sheng shook his head and said helplessly, "Zhang Wei, you really should think about what Zi Qiao told you before. Don't think about maintaining a long-term relationship with a girl from the very beginning or even before it starts. What did Zi Qiao say about you again?"

“A milk-drinking marriage maniac,” Zhang Wei replied, who was getting drunk on milk.

"That's right, including dating. I've told you before, if you choose to package yourself, then don't think about developing a long-term relationship. That's just for short-term gains."

Looking at Zhang Wei, who was rummaging through the apartment's milk, Wen Sheng sighed and said, "If you're going to do short-term trading, you can't hold long-term, and you shouldn't feel guilty, because the girl was thinking the same thing. Look at you, haven't you been dumped again?"

"..."

Zhang Wei's eyes were blank, as if he understood but didn't.

Seeing this, Wen Sheng patted him on the shoulder and said, "But don't put too much pressure on yourself. Think about it from another angle, at least you're not at a loss! That hickey on your neck hasn't gone away for days!"

Upon hearing Wen Sheng mention this, Zhang Wei, who had been feeling quite upset, subconsciously laughed.

"Right? Think about it, isn't it a good deal? If you treat that as a short-term trade, you'll be surrounded by so many girls, kissing you all over the face. Even Ziqiao can't do that."

……

Besides Zeng Xiaoxian and Zhang Wei, another person in the apartment also experienced a change in mindset.

February 17th, Lantern Festival, in the living room of room 3602.

At this very moment, the other people in the apartment are drinking and enjoying the Lantern Festival set menu offered by the Lonely Corner Bar.

Only Wen Sheng and Qin Yumo remained, sitting on the sofa looking at each other.

"Are you sure you want to do this on the Lantern Festival?" Wen Sheng asked with a strange expression.

"I'm sure." Qin Yumo was slightly out of breath and looked a little nervous. "Is it not allowed?"

"Yes, yes, but..."

"There are no buts, I think there should be such a change between the two of us."

"..."

Upon hearing this, Wen Sheng said no more.

Then Qin Yumo looked him in the eyes and nervously said, "Five, four, three, two, one!"

As soon as they finished speaking, the two quickly picked up the controllers and looked at the Call of Duty game on the TV next to them.

“I’ve seen them play before and I thought it was pretty fun. Since you’re free, why don’t you come and teach me how to play?”

"Hehe, I thought you suddenly pulled me back because you had something more interesting to do."

"..."

Ever since the exciting events that happened on New Year's Eve, Qin Yumo has been somewhat unbalanced when facing Wen Sheng and Nuolan.

calm?

I've calmed down even after the New Year, but back then I still kissed that bastard behind Nuolan's back. I need to wash my face with cold water to calm down that impulse.

She didn't know why she didn't refuse Wen Sheng at the time. Perhaps it was because he had rubbed her in the blanket for a long time until her temperature rose, or perhaps it was because she had been hallucinating for a long time and remembered the scene of her having sex with him before.

In short, remaining calm has proven ineffective.

Could we then return to the days of our former depravity?

Qin Yumo felt lost as she thought about how good Nuolan had been to her and how much trust she had placed in him over the past few months.

Just like now, Wen Sheng was getting closer and closer to her, almost touching her, and she remained unmoved. But when Wen Sheng kissed her on the cheek every time he defeated an enemy, she didn't know whether to avoid him or not. They kissed like that on New Year's Eve, so why should she hide now?
And while that scoundrel was glued to her, watching the game and occasionally groping her... well, it was New Year's Eve anyway...

Wen Sheng frowned, looking at Qin Yumo next to him who was playing games with an AI opponent and rubbing against him, her eyes looking at the screen and then nowhere else, her face flushed. For a moment, he wondered if she was experiencing motion sickness.

Can't you show some respect for your teammates and enemies?

Either play the game properly, or go back to your room and do what you should do. Why are you neither fighting nor retreating?
I should have gone to play games with Dali instead; he's a true gamer.

"Yu Mo, if you feel hot, I can turn the temperature down a bit, or... how about you take off your coat?"

"what?"

Qin Yumo turned her head and widened her eyes. She didn't know if she had only heard the first half of the sentence, the second half, or something else. She hurriedly covered her chest and said, "No... Nuolan... Nuolan will be angry."

"..."

Wen Sheng rubbed his temples. He knew that Yu Mo was just one step away from success, and he could deliver that final push at any time.

But sorry, back then it was Yu Mo who was calm on her own, so now it's up to her to kick her.

It's just a matter of finding the right opportunity.

……

In late February, in a ward of a hospital in Shanghai.

The female caregiver came to take care of the girl in the hospital bed who looked a little pale.

Listening to the continuous beeping of the electrocardiogram, the caregiver wiped the girl's arm and muttered to herself, "Your heartbeat is even stronger than last year!"

"What a handsome kid! It's just a pity." The caregiver chuckled as she spoke in her hometown dialect, then sighed, "My contract is up after this month. If you don't wake up soon, I don't know if that boss will renew my contract."

"He must be your boyfriend, right? He's quite handsome, but he doesn't come here often. I guess he might have found another girlfriend."

"But that's normal. I once took on a job from a big boss whose wife was bedridden for three months, and he had already married a young and beautiful woman."

"..."

The talkative female caregiver chattered on and on while providing care; for this kind of job, someone like her would be the most suitable, except for someone who is mute.

Before long, she had almost finished.

"That's all. I'll have to ask your boyfriend later if he still wants me to continue working here." The female caregiver tucked the girl back in.

However, just as she was holding the girl's hand to straighten the sleeves that she had rolled up, she suddenly felt a tickle on her palm.

The female caregiver was taken aback and looked at the other person's serene face with their eyes closed.

"Is it an illusion?"

(End of this chapter)