Illness

  "Yi Meng, are you feeling better now?" Qian Cheng said as he sat down beside Yi Meng's bed.

  Yuan Da quickly scanned the room with his eyes, found the high heels he bought last time he attended a party were still by the cabinet. He slowly moved his body towards the cabinet, then took advantage of Qian Cheng's inattention to kick the shoes into Yimeng's pile of shoes with his feet, and stood there motionless.

  "It's much better, why didn't you let me go to class!" Yimeng smiled awkwardly, maintaining a pose that had almost frozen her body stiff.

  Qian Cheng looked at Yimeng's room and laughed, "How can your room be so messy?"

  "Qian Cheng, let's go. Follow me to cook." Yuan Da pulled Qian Cheng up and headed towards the door.

  Qian Cheng smiled awkwardly, "I, I won't go! I'll stay here with Yimeng instead." After saying that, Qian Cheng sat back down on the bed.

  Yi Meng furrowed her brow, "You go. Let my brother teach you. I'm really looking forward to the meal you'll make."

  "Really?" Qian Cheng looked at Yi Meng.

  Yi Meng nodded and smiled. Qian Cheng stood up, "Alright."

  "Go, go." Yuanda said, pulling Qiancheng out of the door and then hooking it shut with his foot.

  "What a close call... what a close call...... Yi Meng is really stupid, can't even put on clothes?" Yuan Da thought to himself as he pulled Qian Cheng into the kitchen.

  Qian Cheng walked into the kitchen and took a look, the small kitchen was tidy and organized. Qian Cheng never entered the kitchen in his own home, let alone cooked.

  "What shall we do?" Qian Cheng looked at the kitchen, at a loss for what to do next.

  Yuan Da held a shovel and touched his head, then turned around, "You help me pick the vegetables." Yuan Da picked up a bunch of vegetables and put them in Qian Cheng's hands.

  Qian Cheng looked at the greens and worried, how can this be handled!

  "Brother, what's for dinner!" Yimeng walked out of her room wearing a T-shirt and a pair of loose-fitting jeans.

  "You're up! Good timing, you and Qiancheng go pick some vegetables." Yuanda said while turning on the gas stove.

  Yi Meng walked into the kitchen, picked up the vegetables and looked at Qian Cheng, "Let's go, we'll pick them on the balcony."

  Yi Meng said, carrying the vegetables to the balcony. She put the vegetables on the floor and brought two stools from the living room, then took a trash can from the kitchen.

  "I won't pick vegetables!" Qian Cheng pulled over a stool and sat down.

  Yi Meng looked at Qian Cheng, blinked, "Really? Unbelievable... But then again, you all have chefs." Yi Meng said as she untied the bundle of vegetables and handed a small bunch to Qian Cheng.

  "It's just separating the cabbage leaves one by one, removing the bad ones, and then taking out the roots. That's it." Yimeng said, demonstrating to Qiancheng at the same time.

  "It's so simple! I get it now." Qian Cheng smiled triumphantly.