Compete with your nemesis to be a prodigal

Perhaps it was an unexplainable telepathy, Duan Zhuoheng didn't know what was going on this afternoon, and he wanted to go home and have a look for no apparent reason, even before it was time to get off work.

After informing Xiao Wang, he temporarily turned off the work for a while, and skipped work openly under the noses of the whole company.

Because it was not time to get off work, the road was not too crowded, so Duan Zhuoheng drove home quickly.

When returning home, considering that Lu Bingwen should be reading materials in the study at this time, he deliberately slowed down his steps for fear of making noise.

Unexpectedly, when I entered the door, the door of the study room was open, and there was no one inside.

Duan Zhuoheng frowned, then pushed open the bedroom door, but there was still no one there.

For some reason, he suddenly felt flustered for no reason, bit his lower lip, took a deep breath, and called out tentatively, "Wenwen?"

However, there was still silence around him.

Duan Zhuoheng unbuttoned his neckline a little irritably, looked up and looked upstairs in distraught, closed his eyes and tried to contact 7436, but still failed.

As the main system, Duan Zhuoheng can summon any system at any time and under any conditions. This is the first time that this kind of unreachable situation has occurred today. There is only one possibility, that is, 7436 is forcibly locked by his host, Lu Bingwen. Into the small dark room.

Of course, this is not an ability that every host bound to the system can obtain, but Duan Zhuoheng specially added it to him out of jealousy. The original intention was to let Lu Bingwen protect his privacy in front of 7436. But he lifted a rock and shot himself in the foot.

Duan Zhuoheng breathed a sigh of relief, told himself to be calm, and comforted himself as he walked towards the door, maybe he can't even unlock the combination lock upstairs?

Or maybe he might not be able to find anything even if he entered the door, or maybe he didn't go upstairs at all, but just went out on something?

Although he knew that the possibility of this might not be great, Duan Zhuoheng was still stunned for a few seconds when he saw Lu Bingwen the moment he opened the door.

"where did you go?"

"Why did you come back so early?"

The two asked each other in unison.

and answered in unison——

"I went out to buy groceries."

"There's less work today!"

After finishing speaking, the two looked into each other's eyes and paused for half a second, then looked at each other and laughed.

"Auntie came to clean up at noon, and said that there were not too many ingredients in the refrigerator. I just finished reading a paper. I wanted to refresh my mind and went out for a stroll. I passed by the supermarket and bought some food." Lu Bingwen said, by the way He lifted the supermarket shopping bag in his hand.

Duan Zhuoheng glanced at it, and it turned out to be the shopping bag from the supermarket opposite the neighborhood. He breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly reached out to take it: "Thank you for your hard work, be hungry, I'll cook right away."

Lu Bingwen handed him all the bags, shook his head and sat down to change his shoes: "It's okay, don't bother, let's go out to eat tonight, I've made a reservation for the restaurant."

Duan Zhuoheng, who was about to play in the kitchen, paused when he heard the words: "Why do you suddenly want to go out to eat?"

"You are tired enough after working all day, and you still have to come back to cook. Treat it as a day off after working so hard. In the future, if you really want to do it, you can cook it occasionally. Usually, you can leave it to the chef. I have asked Meng Nan is looking for someone." Lu Bingwen said.

"Why do you think so?" Duan Zhuoheng walked quickly to the kitchen and put the shopping bag on the operating table, then turned around and said to Lu Bingwen, "It's just cooking, it's not tiring or hard."

Lu Bingwen had already changed his shoes, got up and walked to Duan Zhuoheng's side, pursed his lips and put his hands on his shoulders with a light smile, and said coquettishly: "But I will feel bad, this time you just listen to me, okay? Let the chef cook, you can just take a break, and we also have a little more time to chat and get along, isn't that good?"

Being stared at and asked by him with such eyes and tone, how could Duan Zhuoheng say anything bad.

Before he could think about it for a while, he answered in a dazed way: "Okay."

When eating in the cafeteria at noon, Lu Bingwen found a corner by himself with a plate in his hand. Just as he was about to eat, a person sat down across from him.

Looking up, it was Fan Li.

"What's the matter, you've been absent-minded recently?" Fan Liba put down the dinner plate.

"It's nothing……"

Lu Bingwen didn't know what to say, so he wanted to prevaricate, but Fan Li obviously didn't believe it, and kept staring at him, feeling like he wouldn't stop until he said something.

After being stared at for a long time, Lu Bingwen couldn't bear it any longer. He thought it would be good to discuss it with someone, so he sighed: "Do you know any good psychiatrists?"

"What?" Fan Li heard him ask the psychiatrist, thought he was going to use it, and her eyes widened in surprise, "What's wrong with you?"

Lu Bingwen knew that she had misunderstood, so he quickly waved his hands: "It's not me, it's my friend."

This nonsense of "I have a friend" made Fan Li even more suspicious, and she squinted her eyes: "It's really not you?"

"Really not," Lu Bingwen felt helpless, "I was fine when my family went bankrupt, do you think I seem to be fine now?"

That is true.

Fan Li breathed a sigh of relief, curled her lips and took out her mobile phone: "I don't know much about psychologists, but isn't the psychological research group next to us a bunch of bosses, let me ask Professor Zhou for you."

Professor Zhou is the leading professor of the psychological research group, a big boss in psychology, and he hasn't taken a case for a long time since he joined Adam's group.

"I heard that he used to charge by the minute for psychological counseling and counseling." When walking to Professor Zhou's office, Fan Li kept giving Lu Bingwen comfort.

On the one hand, it could be seen that she really admired her, on the other hand, she also wanted to distract Lu Bingwen, who was obviously nervous, to relax.

But Lu Bingwen was worried about Duan Zhuoheng's condition in his heart, so he didn't care to listen to what she had to say, but he just responded one after another, as vague as possible.

Fan Li, who felt that she couldn't carry the atmosphere, sighed helplessly. Fortunately, Professor Zhou's office is not far from the research institute, and he will arrive soon.

Looking at the door of the professor's office not far away, Fan Li suddenly turned her head and asked Lu Bingwen, "Is it Duan Zhuoheng?"

"what?!"

Hearing Duan Zhuoheng's name, Lu Bingwen's reaction was obviously different from the previous one, and his eyes lit up, although there was still a trace of panic in it.

"I said, it's not you who is sick, is it Duan Zhuoheng?" Fan Li looked at him, "I can't think of anyone else who can make you worry so nervously, except your father and Duan Zhuoheng. If it's your father, you There is probably no need to ask me if I know a psychiatrist, so I guess it should be Duan Zhuoheng?"

Lu Bingwen slowed down his pace and lowered his head, not knowing whether to say that Fan Li was smart or whether he should regret that he really didn't have the talent for acting and could always be seen through at a glance.

In Fan Li's eyes, his reaction was basically equivalent to acquiescing.

"Hey, you don't have to worry too much. It's not a big problem. Teacher Zhou must have a solution." Fan Li wanted to pat him on the shoulder to show comfort, but after thinking about it, she still didn't raise her hand.

Lu Bingwen turned his head and smiled, as if responding to her comfort.

"Then go in," Fan Li sent her to the door of the office, "I'll wait for you outside."

Lu Bingwen let out a breath, raised his hand and knocked on the door, and when he heard the voice from inside, he closed his eyes slightly, and then pushed the door open.

The soundproofing of the offices of the research institute is very good. Fan Li leaned against the wall next to the door, and could only faintly hear voices speaking inside. As for what was said, she couldn't hear a word clearly.

But they didn't chat for too long, Fan Li played a game, and Lu Bingwen came out.

"How about it, what did Teacher Zhou say?" Fan Li put away her phone.

"It's hard for Mr. Zhou to come to a conclusion without seeing him in person. We made an appointment on Saturday afternoon to let them meet."

Fan Li nodded: "That's right, psychological counseling needs to be done in person."

"You don't have to worry too much. Today is already Thursday, and Saturday is the day after tomorrow. It will arrive soon."

Lu Bingwen twitched his lips and nodded, but didn't answer.

Of course, Fan Li didn't know that Duan Zhuoheng's illness had been kept from him all along. He only started to suspect it after finding the medicine he had hidden. He hadn't even had time to show off with Duan Zhuoheng. How could he bring him out on Saturday?

"Wenwen, why are you absent-minded? Do you want to tell me something?"

After breakfast, looking at Lu Bingwen who was hesitant to speak all morning, Duan Zhuoheng finally couldn't help asking.

"No..." Lu Bingwen subconsciously wanted to deny it, but then nodded again, "Well, I do have something to tell you."

"What is it?" Duan Zhuoheng lowered his head slightly, his deep eyes fixed on Lu Bingwen's eyes, as if he could see through him effortlessly.

Lu Bingwen seemed a little uncomfortable being stared at, and his eyes averted a little: "I may come back later tonight, there is a party."

Seeing that what he said was not what he thought, Duan Zhuoheng breathed a sigh of relief, smiled lightly and said "um": "Okay, I happen to have a dinner party tonight, and I might have to eat out, why don't you call the chef, Give him a day off."

"it is good."

"Well," Duan Zhuoheng smiled and stroked his hair, "About what time do you finish tonight, shall I pick you up?"

"No need, I don't know what time it will end," Lu Bingwen looked up at him, "And I don't drink, I just drive back by myself, but you, you should pay attention to your health when socializing, and drink as little as you can."

"Okay, obey!" Duan Zhuoheng saluted him amusedly.