The landlord has multiple personalities and wants everyone to pay him.

Ye Shu seemed lost in thought all afternoon. After leaving the beach, he was absent-minded the whole time. In the afternoon, they went to a nearby arcade, which was Qin Lili's suggestion.

But he didn't play any games at the arcade. He just sat next to Zhi Qiu and watched Qin Lili and Tang Xiaotao having a great time.

When others say something to him, he just responds with an "uh-huh" or an "ah."

Zhi Qiu watched him looking so dejected, a smile playing on her lips.

Others might not understand, but she certainly did. She knew exactly what her little brother was thinking; it must be about his "big brother" giving him CPR.

After spending the afternoon enjoying the air conditioning in the arcade, Shen Jingwan sent me a location in the evening—a restaurant where I would have dinner.

When the four of them arrived at the place, a lot of dishes were already laid out on the large round table, just waiting for them to start eating.

Ye Shu held her chopsticks with a blank stare, picked up a piece of tofu, put it in her bowl, and didn't eat it.

He picked up another piece of fish, but after picking out the bones, he didn't put it in his mouth.

He still has Zhi Qiu's words in his mind: "Of course it's the older brother who helped carry you up."

It wasn't that he looked down on the older brother; the righteous older brother had saved him, and Ye Shu wasn't the kind of ungrateful person like the story of Mr. Dongguo. If he had seen the older brother at that time, he would have bowed and thanked him.

Can……

But this is completely different from the artificial respiration that Sister Zhiqiu had imagined!

The psychological gap is as huge as when you were a kid and saw those game cartridges that said "99999 in one," bought them, inserted them into your Little Tyrant (a popular Chinese game console), and found that they were just collections of duplicate games.

"Alright, little Shu, come on, have some meat to replenish your energy. You must be exhausted today."

Zhi Qiu placed a piece of meat into his bowl. Ye Shu looked at the meat, nodded, picked it up, and chewed it a few times...

Hmm, it's fatty but not greasy, with a rich soy sauce flavor, but it's a bit bland and tasteless.

This is not contradictory; the meat is made from dragon meat, and it doesn't stop Ye Shu from being in a bad mood right now.

Shen Jingwan sat opposite Ye Shu and stared at him for a long time. She wondered why the child was so listless after just one day of playing outside. Could it be that he had quarreled with Xiao Qiu?

But looking at their interaction, it doesn't seem like they've had a fight; their relationship is still so good.

"Xiao Shu, what's wrong? You look tired. Did you get sunburned at the beach?"

"No, I'm just a little...tired..."

Ye Shuqiang forced a smile, which was clearly an awkward yet polite one.

He wasn't lying. Although he didn't move at all in the arcade that afternoon, just sat on the sofa with Zhi Qiu all afternoon, he was still tired... mentally exhausted.

Tang Xiaotao also figured out what was wrong with her brother, and she ate her food with her head down and chuckled to herself.

Qin Lili, however, was unaware of this. She had noticed that Ye Shu was not in high spirits this afternoon, but she assumed it was because Ye Shu was frightened after choking on water, so she didn't take it seriously.

Seeing his pitiful state, Zhi Qiu finally couldn't bear it anymore and reached out to tug at his sleeve:

"Little Shu, come with your sister for a bit."

"Um."

Ye Shu didn't ask what was going on, and got up to follow Zhi Qiu outside.

Once outside the private room, the corridor was dimly lit. From the other rooms, you could hear people drinking and bragging, and kids running around with their parents not paying attention. It was just a mess.

Zhi Qiu pulled him toward the restroom, and Ye Shu didn't think much of it.

This restaurant is crowded and noisy, it's really not safe for Zhi Qiu to go to the restroom alone. What if she runs into a drunkard? That's not impossible, so it's perfectly reasonable for her to stand guard at the door.

Ye Shude would say that the restrooms at this restaurant are indeed quite impressive.

On a side note, when judging whether a restaurant is high-end or expensive, sometimes, besides looking at the menu, you have to look at the restroom.

Sometimes, you can tell how expensive a meal is just by looking at the size and cleanliness of the restrooms.

For example, the place in front of Ye Shu, if you didn't tell her, Ye Shu would think she was at the airport.

The restroom is arranged with men on the left and women on the right. In the middle is a row of marble sinks, and on the wall are four large mirrors, which are polished to a shine without a single watermark.

On the washbasin, there's hand sanitizer, disinfectant, paper towels, and even shampoo. Look at their service awareness!

Moreover, the floor was spotless, and the grout between the tiles was white.

To Ye Shu's surprise, there was no unpleasant odor in the bathroom; instead, there was a faint fragrance of incense.

It might sound a bit awkward to say this in this place, but it really smells so good.

The most outrageous thing is the small private room next door, which has a sign with a little person in a wheelchair painted on it. It's supposed to be for disabled people only.

Ye Shu had only seen this kind of thing at train stations and airports. Most restaurants are considered conscientious if they have an accessible ramp at the entrance, but to have a specially built accessible restroom for disabled people is really a waste of money.

Considering the theory that one's spending level is determined by their bathroom, it's clear that Uncle An and Aunt Shen really went all out for this meal today.

He was writing "Restroom Notes" here. He followed Zhi Qiu to the restroom door and was about to let go of Zhi Qiu's hand to say, "I'll stand guard for you here," when he suddenly swayed and Zhi Qiu pulled him directly into the small single room next door for disabled people.

"Huh?!"

As soon as the two entered, Zhi Qiu locked the door from the inside.

With a push, Zhi Qiu shoved Ye Shu against the wall, but because of the height difference, Zhi Qiu could only look up at him slightly, her squinty eyes curving into two lines under the overhead light, and that familiar wicked smile hanging on the corner of her mouth.

"Shh, little Shu, keep your voice down, don't let anyone hear you."

She placed one hand on Ye Shu's chest, carefully felt it, and then smiled.

Because she felt Ye Shu's heart was beating faster and faster, like it was in gear, now it was pounding like an engine. She estimated that if you put two car wheels on Ye Shu, he could drive himself out of the car while lying on the ground.

"Little Shu, why are you unhappy this afternoon?"

She tiptoed slightly and nestled against Ye Shu's chest, the faint scent of jasmine emanating from her body clearly wafting from his nose.

"Huh? Really?"

To be honest, when Ye Shu was pulled in just now, he really imagined a scene of practicing jungle skills with Sister Zhi Qiu outside, but that was just his imagination.

And because of this, Ye Shu's mind seemed to go blank for a moment.

But even if he refuses to share it, he knows he can't tell the truth!

Are you kidding me? You want him to admit that he was just upset all afternoon because it wasn't Sister Zhi Qiu who kissed him? What about Ye Shu's image? Although he never seems to have any image in front of Sister Zhi Qiu, he should at least put on a show!

Am I, Ye Shu, not human? Am I, Ye Shu, even human?!

In desperation, he had no choice but to play dumb:

"No, I'm just a little tired..."

Seeing that he was pretending to be stupid, Zhi Qiu chuckled and put her arm around his neck, pulling his head down so that their foreheads touched.

Her voice was low and incredibly tender, but Ye Shu felt a chill run down his spine.

"Little Shu, are you still pretending to be stupid with your sister? Do you really think your sister doesn't know? You're upset because it wasn't your sister who gave you CPR, aren't you?"

Ye Shu opened his mouth, just as he was about to struggle again, when he saw Sister Zhi Qiu's squinty eyes slightly open. A sense of oppression pressed down on his heart, making him involuntarily cower.

He swallowed hard, then gave a soft "hmm".

Zhi Qiu then narrowed her eyes again, chuckled softly, and gently scratched the back of Ye Shu's neck with her hand:

"Good girl."

Then Zhi Qiu looked at Ye Shu and said softly:

"If your older sister told you that it was actually her who gave you CPR, would you feel better, little Shu?"

"Huh? No, isn't it my older brother?"

Ye Shu was a little incredulous; it seemed to her that Sister Zhi Qiu was just trying to comfort her.

After all, he said "Of course it was the older brother who helped carry you up" so casually, and it wasn't a joke at the time.

Seeing his hesitant expression, Zhi Qiu wasn't in a hurry. She simply tilted her head back slightly, leaned closer, and whispered:

"Well... little Shu, would you like to try it yourself and see if it tastes the same?"