Chapter 46 The Little Drama Queen in Romance Variety Show 19: Chicken Soup for the Soul
Before I knew it, the afternoon was over.
Yun Chiyi's room was unusually quiet, and everyone thought she had fallen asleep and hadn't woken up yet.
As dinnertime approached, the group worked together seamlessly in the kitchen to prepare the meal. The clattering of dishes was particularly noticeable, and the slow, steady footsteps also stood out.
Yun Chiyi appeared at the corner of the stairs, holding a thick book in her hands. Even Gu Huai, who was usually indifferent, widened his eyes upon seeing this.
What is she holding in her hand?
It wasn't a novel or a fashion magazine, but rather a book Tang Yu was reading that analyzed the spiritual wealth of humanity.
She frowned in thought, probably because she had read some awkward sentences, and pursed her lips for a long time.
The people in the dining room looked at each other in bewilderment, and had good reason to suspect that her fever had clouded her judgment; the scene was too bizarre.
Yun Chiyi seemed to be so engrossed in the words that she suddenly realized everyone had fallen silent. She weakly curled her lips into a smile; her throat was still inflamed, and her voice was hoarse.
Why is everyone staring at me?
"What's that smell? It smells so good! Who's making chicken soup?"
She sniffed the air, then sat down on the sofa with her book in her arms.
Lin Qiao slowly stirred the clear soup in the pot, the cold light flashing from the glasses on her nose.
What role is she playing here?
Tang Yu put down her bowl and chopsticks and approached her suspiciously: "Lin Qiaoyu is making soup. She'll serve you a bowl when it's done."
Yun Chiyi didn't even look at him, but smiled with her eyes narrowed: "He can cook too."
Before she could finish speaking, she grabbed Tang Yu's hand and said timidly, "Sister Tang Yu, there's a sentence here that's really difficult. I know all the words, but I can't understand it."
Tang Yu wiped his hands clean and sat down beside her, his gaze following her fair fingers to find the words she had spoken.
This passage has already moved beyond the human spirit to other dimensions. Tang Yu had to read it twice before she understood its meaning.
Seeing Yun Chiyi's burning gaze, brimming with a thirst for knowledge, Tang Yu didn't think much of it. With a smile on her lips, she explained to her, "This refers to history as a mirror. We live in modern society, but in fact, many times we reflect a very distant era."
Yun Chiyi nodded as if she understood, "That seems to be the idea."
She smiled and showed her teeth: "Thank you, Sister Tang Yu. This book is very difficult, but it's also very interesting."
Seeing that she enjoyed it, Tang Yu quietly stayed with her and read several more pages.
With her teacher by her side, Yun Chiyi studied diligently, asking questions whenever she didn't understand. She gently tugged at Tang Yu's sleeve, her eyes sparkling, and smiled sweetly and contentedly.
While others went about their business, they kept a close eye on them.
The main problem is that Yun Chiyi's behavior is too abnormal!
Lin Qiaoyu's chicken soup was finally ready. He ladled out a bowl and set it aside to cool, his hands resting on the edge of the table, his cold gaze fixed on Yun Chiyi's fair and jade-like face.
Yun Chiyi tilted her head and tugged at Tang Yu's sleeve: "Sister, can we try the chicken soup now?"
"It should be."
Tang Yu got up and asked Lin Qiao before bringing over the chicken soup.
"Be careful, it's hot. You've been eating light food lately, and your stomach won't be able to handle eating greasy food all at once. Just drink half a bowl of it."
Yun Chiyi took a sip from the bowl, the oily chicken soup wetting her upper lip. Suddenly, she perked up and praised, "It's super delicious, thank you, sister."
Her voice was soft, but everyone in the dining room could hear her clearly. Lin Qiao gripped the corner of the table tightly; shouldn't she be thanking someone else?
He slaughtered the chicken, he cooked the soup, so why is she thanking Tang Yu?
It was time for dinner, and Yun Chiyi took the seat next to Tang Yu and even served her a small bowl of rice. As soon as she sat down, she felt two indignant gazes.
Yu Kexin slammed her hand on the table, clutching her finger that had been cut by the kitchen knife: "Why don't you do anything? Is it acceptable for you to just freeload?"
Yun Chiyi's eyelashes twitched, as if she had been startled by Yu Kexin. She replied in a muffled voice, "I'm sick. I feel heavy and can't even get up."
"You still dare to play the victim?" Yu Kexin said indignantly, "Have you helped me at other times?"
Yun Chiyi parted her lips slightly, hesitated, and winked meaningfully: "Are you sure you want to bring up the past? The past is the past."
She had witnessed Yu Kexin's secret, and now Yu Kexin, no matter how unwilling she was, felt guilty and poked at the food on her plate unhappily.
Shen Zhouzhou exclaimed, "You've made a mess everywhere! How am I supposed to eat this? Or are we just going to eat the food in front of us and no one is allowed to drink this pot of chicken soup?"
Yu Kexin didn't want to argue with her, and said in a voice barely above a whisper, "Why are we dividing things up again? Why are you being so formal?"
"Yun Chiyi, don't let everyone lose their appetite because of you."
Yu Kexin's voice was soft, as if it were an unintentional mistake.
Shen Zhouzhou was already annoyed, and now she was caught in the middle of the two of them. She was in a real bind. She glared at Yun Chiyi and said, "She's right. Why are you so carefree? Once you're better, you can go grocery shopping."
Yun Chiyi: "Huh? Food for eight people is so heavy, I need to find someone to go with me."
Even at this point, she didn't forget the original purpose of the show: male and female guests teaming up for activities.
Shen Zhouzhou raised an eyebrow and said, "Then you choose."
Not knowing how the topic had turned out this way, Yun Chiyi slowly raised her eyebrows and looked at the four male guests one by one. Gu Huai moved forward slightly, glanced at Yun Chiyi, and then quickly looked away. Then there was Lu Yi'ang, who boldly raised his hand, ready to jump into this mess.
Yun Chiyi got tired of observing, so she lowered her head to drink some soup before continuing. Lin Qiaoyu's gaze remained almost unchanged, and she blinked her eyes several times without any expression.
Based on Yun Chiyi's behavior a few days ago, she would probably choose Lin Qiaoyu, who is muscular and good at carrying things.
She yawned, her weary gaze shifting to Song Shiguang. Of course, she saw Lin Qiao's slightly twitching eyelids. She did it on purpose; wasn't he supposed to be cold and aloof? If he was so capable, then he should remain as still as a mountain.
Shen Zhouzhou poked her arm: "Have you finished picking? Even if you're picking sweet potatoes, you should at least be able to pick some nice ones."
Before the words were even finished, I inexplicably found them funny. I had just raised the corners of my mouth when Lin Qiao's cold face shut me up.
How boring!
Yun Chiyi wiped the fine sweat from the tip of her nose with a tissue and spoke amidst the attention of everyone.
"Yi Ang, please."
Everyone looked at her at the same time: "???"
[? ? ? Yi Ang ? ? ]
[It seems like it's not Lin Qiao who's involved, it's Gu Huai, so what does it have to do with Lu Yi'ang?]
[I thought it was Song Shiguang! Lu Yi'ang??? These two have incredible cowardice.]
[Even bickering lovers can be a couple. I've produced some fanfiction, it wasn't easy!]
Lu Yi'ang's mouth dropped open, then he realized that she had indeed said his name, but hadn't included his surname.
He straightened his back and glanced over the heads of the group, as if to say, "You defeated opponents can't even beat me."
"You haven't served the rice yet, have you? I'll go get the pot."
It seems that Lu Yi'ang is very enthusiastic.
As the farce came to an end, Lin Qiao stirred the clear soup in his bowl. A few oil droplets floated on the surface. He picked up a spoon and scooped it all out into a bone dish.
But Yun Chiyi, always eager for drama, asked with concern, "What's wrong? Are you unhappy with the chicken soup?"
Lin Qiao glanced at her sideways: "If I remember correctly, I made the chicken soup. I know better than you how much salt I added and how much heat it needs."
Yun Chiyi shrugged nonchalantly: "I know, I was just asking if you don't like drinking it."
Deep in her eyes was a mischievous glint, which she couldn't hide, but then she reverted to her innocent and shy demeanor as she introduced the dishes on the table to Tang Yu.
"Sister, this stir-fried bamboo shoots with pork is delicious. It has no bitterness at all, and it's fragrant, crisp, and delicious. Sister, please try it."
"Cold papaya salad is also good; it's sweet and sour, refreshing, and perfect for stimulating the appetite in summer."
She acted shamelessly, trying to take credit for what she had gained. When the others realized what was happening, they all started vying for the credit.
"Bamboo shoots need to be blanched before stir-frying," Gu Huai explained gently.
Yun Chiyi's eyes sparkled as she said admiringly, "Brother Gu Huai, is there anything you can't do? Your cooking is so delicious! I can't even guess what you do anymore. Are you an artist, a teacher, or a chef?"
Shen Zhouzhou poked her again: "Hey, I made the papaya shreds."
Yun Chiyi's voice was disappointed: "Oh, I see."
Shen Zhouzhou asked with dissatisfaction, "Why are you talking like that? You just said it was delicious!"
Yun Chiyi covered her face and pretended to cry: "I was thinking that you, who are usually so hardworking, have betrayed me. No wonder you were accusing me of not doing any work earlier."
Unable to bear her feigned pitiful and delicate appearance any longer, Shen Zhouzhou thought of a few harsh words and was about to say them to shut her up when Lin Qiaoyu across from her spoke up.
"The food is getting cold."
Fine, Shen Zhouzhou sullenly ate his rice.
Despite their bickering, Yun Chiyi didn't have much of an appetite. She only drank the chicken soup and went to the door to find a small stool to sit on and enjoy the breeze.
She leaned against the wall, watching the twilight descend, the rolling mist like ocean waves, leaving only blue silhouettes of the surrounding objects.
The repetitive scenery made her yawn repeatedly. She wanted to take a short nap, but then she heard a rustling sound from behind her.
Before the person even got close, I heard a gentle voice.
"Your cold isn't better yet, so don't be exposed to too much cold wind."
Yun Chiyi wanted to put on a smile, but she was too weak to do so and could only stare blankly as Gu Huai walked over and stood beside her.
He was already tall, and because she was just sitting, he appeared as upright as a bamboo, with no flaws whatsoever.
Yun Chiyi said, "Actually, I've been lying down for too long. I need to get some fresh air to wake myself up."
Gu Huai exposed her: "You look like you're about to fall asleep."
Yun Chiyi's eyes crinkled into crescents: "Why did you have to expose me? I'm very sensitive, and you'll make me feel embarrassed if you say that."
Her smile was so pure and innocent that Gu Huai could almost smell the sweetness of nectar.
"You didn't eat much for dinner. Is there anything you'd like to eat? I'll make you something."
Yun Chiyi shook her head: "No, it's too much trouble."
She would say such considerate things, and Gu Huai's brows relaxed slightly: "It's alright, don't be afraid to trouble me."
Yun Chiyi tilted her head slightly, raised her smooth chin, and her amber eyes met the cold moonlight. She stopped talking.
After a long pause, she lowered her head and smiled faintly.
Gu Huai pursed his lips, not letting her hear his sigh: "It's alright, your wishes come first."
Under the eaves in the distance, Lin Qiao, with her back to the lively dining room, gazed intently at the tall and short figures.
On his trip back, he happened to see the bullet comments and messages.
Some netizens seem to be saying that Yun Chiyi and Gu Huai are a good match.
The number of people supporting the two is roughly equal to that supporting him and her.
Thinking of this, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.
Before appearing on the show, he didn't take the audience's opinions seriously, but it seemed that all they did was leave comments and bullet screen messages. After a while, they felt like a thorn in his side.
He wanted to pull out a part of it.
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Author's note: TT is still working overtime at the company.
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