The medicine bag was opened, and the entire kitchen was filled with a strong smell of Chinese medicine.
"Wow... Ji Chi, why are you taking medicine? Are you alright?" Wei Xun asked, covering his nose as he saw the other person holding a large bowl of steaming, dark-colored medicine.
"It's nothing, I'm just a little weak and need to replenish my energy," Ji Chi replied casually.
He opened his phone and asked Doubao.
Will adding rock sugar to traditional Chinese medicine affect its efficacy?
[?]
[Is Ji Chi too arrogant... or is Xiao He's expectation too high?]
[Cough cough cough (sweat) (sweat) I can't say it, I can't say it]
[ Ji Chi thinks this shouldn't be happening... those shoulders, that waist, those legs... there's no way it could be chili peppers hanging under a tree stump...]
[Shhhhhhhhh]
[I am a minor, I don't understand what the preceding part means?]
[What are you doing watching dating reality shows when you're a minor? Go study! The college entrance exam is coming up soon, are you ready? Or I'll tell your parents!]
[No, you can't think about the color... It's possible that Ji Chi is just weak.]
"If you find it too bitter, you can put a rock candy in your mouth and swallow it all at once; that will make it less bitter."
"Hmm, are you making dinner?"
"Yeah," Wei Xun said, looking down at the vegetables in his hands. He hesitated for a moment before asking, "You and Wen He... you're together?"
"Hmm, is it hard to tell?" Ji Chi put his phone back in his pocket. "Why don't you stop making it? I'll order takeout and we can eat together."
Let's consider this a blessing for Wen He...
Wei Xun turned off the tap and, without any politeness, said, "Then I thank you very much."
Cooking for ten people by yourself is indeed a bit tiring...
Although the guests came to help, it was still a bit tiring.
Ji Chi guessed that Wen He should be awake, so he placed the heated medicine on the table to cool to a warm temperature.
Wen He huddled under the covers, scrolling through videos quietly. She had just cried at noon, and even after a nap, her eyes still felt a little uncomfortable...
"Are you awake?" Ji Chi lay down on the bed, pressing himself against Wen He, and lifted her up, blanket and all. "Let's go downstairs to take your medicine."
Suddenly lifted into the air, Wen He was so frightened that he cowered under the covers, too afraid to move. He reached out and hooked his arm around Ji Chi's neck, crawling out from under the covers, his voice slightly hoarse, "Oh, oh..."
Ji Chi helped the person to the bathroom to wash up.
Dinner was hosted by Ji Chi, and Wei Xun specifically mentioned this, prompting everyone to express their gratitude to Ji Chi.
A large table of stir-fried dishes was delivered in just one hour.
Wen He sucked on the candy, savoring the sweetness bit by bit. The Chinese medicine was too bitter... so bitter that it turned her tongue green, and even half an hour later, the taste of Chinese medicine lingered in her mouth.
Ji Chi ladled a spoonful of chicken soup for Wen He. The whole chicken was fed with medicinal herbs, its belly stuffed with medicinal roots and seasonings.
The chicken soup didn't taste as fragrant and rich as usual, though it wasn't bad; in fact, it was a bit bland.
Most of the dishes on the table were medicinal meals specially prepared by Ji Chi with the help of a nutritionist, while the rest were spicier foods that Ji Chi had ordered for himself.
Jiang Ye, chewing on peanuts from his spicy chicken, kept his head down, not watching the interaction between the two people opposite him. Duan Yueyang ladled a bowl of chicken soup and handed it to Jiang Ye, saying, "Have some soup to warm yourself up. I think it's going to pour rain again tonight."
Duan Yueyang's words were like a sudden domino effect, instantly sparking a lively discussion among the crowd.
The group ate and chatted in a pleasant atmosphere, and no one mentioned anything else.
The program crew then handed out cards.
Zhou Siyu took the card and read it aloud in a clear voice, "Task Card: Tomorrow we will have a romantic date. There is a small board in the lounge. Guests need to go in one by one and place their own badges under the slips of paper. In the end, we will be divided into four groups."
Ji Chi takeout, and everyone volunteered to help clean up and tidy up the place.
Wen He was the first to enter the lounge. The furnishings had been altered, and the ten mailboxes that stood in the center had been removed.
He walked to the table, took all the envelopes containing his own information, and then picked up a medal with his own portrait on it and went to the panel.
The page is divided into four sections. "Sports, Romance, Relaxation, and Games".
Four words... During this period, apart from romance, the top three candidates can be selected.
Wen He doesn't like sports or games... but he remembers Ji Chi likes playing games... so maybe he'd prefer something more exciting?
The boy lowered his head, shifting the medal in his hand back and forth, and sighed softly.
Sigh... I should have let Ji Chi come in first, then I could have placed him right after Ji Chi.
"Hmm... I'll choose Comfortable Heart." Compared to the other options, Wen He preferred Comfortable Heart.
This sounds like something that requires neither brainpower nor physical activity.
He clapped his hands in satisfaction, picked up his envelope, and left the lounge.
Ji Chi blocked the doorway, her hands gripping his waist. "Why did it take so long?"
"It won't be long... Go in quickly, I'll wait for you."
Wen He obediently lowered his head, hiding the envelope in his palm behind his back.
He knew that Ji Chi found out, he would definitely try to peek...
He couldn't show it to him because it was written by someone else.
Wen He's little actions did not escape Ji Chi's sharp eyes. He gritted his teeth, reached out and tugged at Wen He's ahoge (a stray hair on his head), and walked into the lounge.
He picked up his medal and pressed it close to Wen He's side.
Let's go.
Duan Yueyang then went inside; romance is only for two people...
If he chooses romance, the others probably won't choose romance either... As long as he delays Jiang Ye a little longer... then Jiang Ye will have no choice but to choose romance.
After a brief moment of thought, Duan Yueyang felt that his choice was absolutely correct!
He placed his medals in the romantic area and then left the lounge.
Jiang Ye was helping to tidy up in the kitchen when Zhang Shengsheng saw him finish and immediately went inside.
" Jiang Ye, are you busy? Can you play a couple of rounds of checkers with me?" Duan Yueyang leaned against the kitchen counter, looking at him expectantly.
"Sure, let me tidy up a bit," Jiang Ye said, rolling up his sleeves as he wiped the table.
Okay~
The plan was a success!
Wen He sat on the bed, looking down at the envelope. He had already read its contents. Taking advantage of Ji Chi's absence, Wen He quickly hid the envelope inside his clothes.
When Ji Chi came out of his room after taking a shower, unlike usual when he was only wearing a bathrobe, he was pulling a suitcase and carrying his belongings into Wen He's room.
" Ji Chi, do you want to switch rooms with me?"
No wonder he always likes to sleep in his own room... turns out he's got his eye on it.
"Huh?" Ji Chi looked at him in disbelief, pushed the suitcase in his hand to the corner, and the two suitcases bumped against each other and fell to the side.
"Why change rooms? Go take a shower." Ji Chi grabbed his hair and pulled it back and forth.
"Oh..." Wen He scratched her slightly itchy head, picked up the clothes prepared on the bed, and went into the bathroom.
Ji Chi clenched his fist slightly, hiding a few strands of black hair in his palm before finally throwing them into the trash can.
A fierce wind picked up outside the window again... Ji Chi stood at the window, a thin cigarette between his fingers, its crimson glow mingling with the smoke in the Night Sky. Ji Chi exhaled a deep puff of smoke and closed the screen window.
The moon disappeared into the clouds, taking with it a glimmer of hope.