Chapter 5 - In the Kitchen (1/2)
Chapter 5: In the Kitchen
Translator: Léon
Although he slept alone, Shi Chen felt it was much more tiring than sleeping with a group of people. He had a lot of topsy-turvy dreams; in the dreams he was bullied by anyone he met no matter whether they knew each other or had a close relationship.
He was so scared that he cried and wet the pillow.
Feeling at ease to pin the blame on womanlike Ke Zhen, Shi Chen got out of bed, rubbing his red and swollen eyes and yawning. When he came out to have a look at the time, it was almost ten o’clock. No wonder he was hungry. Chen yawned widely again, and still felt sleepy. Drooping his head, Chen walked downstairs. On sight of three people sitting in the main sofa in the hall, Chen stopped moving, being a little confused.
Two people he knew, but the other one he didn’t.
They were all looking at him.
“Do you know what time it is?”
Chen turned his head and looked at the clock on the wall, “09:53.”
Yunsheng Liang had a look at Shi Chen, and then looked down again at his mobile phone, while Qing Bo and the other person said in unison, “Come here.”
What was happening now? Chen stepped forward in confusion and stood in front of them.
“Sort out your clothes.” Bo put down the newspaper in his hand.
Chen looked down at his nightgown, raised his hand to sort it out, and finally looked at Qing Bo and then the man sitting opposite him, with no concealing of doubts in his eyes.
The strange man asked Chen, “Do you know who I am?”
Chen stared at him for a few seconds, “Brother?”
The man looked at Qing Bo and sneered, “You told me he lost his memory?”
Chen hurriedly added, “I do have lost my memory.”
“Then how do you know I’m your brother?”
“I just lost my memory temporarily, but my brain wasn’t damaged. You look so much like me, and you look older than me. You’re either my brother or father. You can’t be the latter, are you?”
The strange man, “…”
Judging from the expression on the man’s face, he seemed to be about to kick Chen’s ass.
Chen subconsciously took a step towards Yunsheng Liang.
“Come here.”
Chen soon remembered that he was now Bo’s wife, and thought that he should give him some face in front of the outsiders, so a few steps up, Chen sat swiftly next to Qing Bo. Chen secretly touched his arm, and whispered, “I am hungry.”
“Then still sleep till so late.”
Chen touched him again, “I’m really hungry. I have a stomachache.”
Yunsheng Liang put away his mobile phone and pointed to the direction of the kitchen, “Go to eat.”
Chen was so hungry that he was nearly set to run to the kitchen. But Bo grabbed him by his arm, and lifted his chin to Liang, who then got up and went to the kitchen.
“This is your brother, Xun Zhen.” said Bo.
Chen sat back obediently and said to Xun Zhen, “Hello, brother.”
Xun Zhen frowned and looked at Chen for a while, then asked Bo Qing, “What does the doctor say?”
What did the doctor say? Chen quietly pricked up his ears. He also wanted to know what the doctor said.
“It’s a temporary syndrome. No big deal.” Bo gently hugged the waist of Chen, “It will be all right after a period of time.”
Chen twisted his waist uncomfortably and nodded with him.
Bo took a look in the direction of the dining hall and patted Chen’s waist, “Go to eat.”
Chen stood up and nodded to Xun Zhen, “Then you talk, I’ll go.”
As soon as he entered the restaurant, Chen dragged the dining chair out, sat down, and drank more than half of the bowl of millet congee. Then he looked up and asked Liang, “What’s going on? What’s Ke Zhen’s brother doing here?”
Liang pressed his voice down and said, “Mind your words.”
“Mm-hmm.” Chen stuffed a jade shrimp dumpling into his mouth, and said ambiguously, “What is my brother doing here?”
“Take your time.” Liang handed Chen a piece of napkin and whispered, “He wants to take you home.”
“Ah? That’s not good.” Chen struggled to swallow the things in his mouth, took a sip of the milk in front of him, and frowned, “Shit, I thought it was soya-bean milk. This thing tastes terrible.”
Liang reminded him, “Ke Zhen likes to drink milk.”
Chen Shi put up a bitter face, “It’s like diluted semen, and tastes no good at all.”
Liang, “…”
Chen wiped his mouth with a napkin and approached Liang, “What does Xun Zhen mean?”
“He wants you and my uncle to be divorced.”
“Ha, he’s on our side then! I’ll go with him!” As he spoke, Chen reached for Liang’s crotch and touched it.
Liang almost jumped up and said, “What are you doing?”
“Just have a touch.” Chen was a little embarrassed. “I had sex dreams last night.”
Liang blushed with anger, “What does it have to do with me?”
“I get hard. But I can’t make it ejaculate in the bathroom. It’s a torture.” Chen looked at Liang and said, “Didn’t we always help each other before? I just want to see if you’re hard, and if you’re hard, we can help each other.”
Liang moved back with the chair, “You restrain yourself a little bit!”
“It’s been a lot of restraint. It’s been long since I last masturbated.” Chen frowned and stretched his hand from underneath his nightgown.