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

As evening fell, the sunset on the horizon seemed to be set ablaze, casting a golden glow through the somewhat blurry glass onto the simple live-streaming room.

Han Yang cleared his throat, gave the camera a smile that was much more natural than when he first started the broadcast, and said his final words for the day:

"Thank you all for your support and company today. That concludes our live stream. If you missed placing an order or still have questions, please check out our product showcase or send me a private message. See you next time!"

Ye Shu stood behind the stand, watching the last few "goodbye" and "followed" comments scroll across the screen, and then turned off the live stream.

"It's finally over."

Han Yang slumped back in his chair. During his live stream, he had been sitting with his back taut like a primary school student in class. He hadn't felt anything when he was nervous, but now that he relaxed, his back felt like it wasn't even his own anymore—it was sore and numb.

He stretched a bit, picked up his phone from the table, and scrolled through it:

"I've only been broadcasting for a little over three hours... but I feel more tired than if I'd been carrying goods all day. However, even though I haven't sold many items, at least I've made a sale, and some people have asked for the link."

Ye Shu smiled awkwardly. Since Han Yang returned after resolving his "major life event," the popularity of the live stream had not dropped, but had even increased slightly. However, the style of the comments was quite strange.

"Where's that blushing guy from earlier?", "Was the girl who gave him the gift his girlfriend?", "What's your relationship, streamer?"

Chun Chun was just watching the show, and it took him and Han Yang a lot of effort to bring the topic back to apples and small commodities.

"I think I'm starting to get the hang of it."

Han Yang was scrolling through the backend records when he suddenly saw the two sports cars in the gifts. He glanced at the username "一叶知秋" (One Leaf Knows Autumn).

"Hey? There are two sports cars here too? Who sent them? That's so extravagant."

He could probably guess it, but he still wanted to confirm it.

Ye Shu's face flushed slightly again; the two problems brought about by those sports cars were indeed a bit difficult to discuss. He said somewhat vaguely:

"Ah... that was a gift from Sister Zhi Qiu."

Although he didn't say it aloud, he was thinking to himself: Do you know what I went through to earn these two sports cars for you?

Zhi Qiu sat in the chair next to Ye Shu, and smiled at Han Yang's somewhat surprised look:

"This is just a small token of my appreciation, a way to help you boost your popularity. Thank you also for letting Xiaotao and me come and learn today; it was quite interesting."

"Oh, this...this is so kind of you, thank you...sister."

Han Yang quickly waved his hand. He looked at Zhi Qiu's gentle, smiling face, but a faint sense of fear lingered in his heart. Perhaps it was because he had been stunned when he last saw her.

He put away his phone and started packing his things to head back.

"Come on, come on! You guys spent the whole afternoon with me and helped me so much, I have to treat you! What do you want to eat? Let's celebrate the successful premiere!"

"No need, Han Yang."

Zhi Qiu gently shook her head, directly refusing:

"Everyone's tired today, you can just take us back to the city, we'll go straight home."

"this......"

Han Yang glanced at Ye Shu and asked with his eyes: What's going on? Didn't we agree to have dinner together?

Ye Shu met Han Yang's gaze, then glanced at Zhi Qiu beside him.

He also noticed that something was off with Sister Zhi Qiu. She spoke very little in the latter half of the live stream. Although she still had a smile on her face, she seemed somewhat... how to put it... absent-minded?

Hearing her say this now, Ye Shu's feelings became even stronger. He nodded to Han Yang as well.

"Okay, maybe next time. You've been through a lot today, you should get some rest."

Tang Xiaotao nodded as well. She naturally knew about her future sister-in-law's special circumstances, clutching the half-eaten bag of snacks in her arms.

"Yeah, yeah, Han-ge, let's eat again next time! Besides, I'm not hungry right now... hehehe."

Seeing that all three of them said so, Han Yang felt a little disappointed, but he didn't insist.

"Alright then, we'll make it up next time we have the chance."

On the way back, the seven-handed War God was noticeably lighter, because I would be doing live streams frequently in the future, so I left some of the cargo there.

The setting sun shone through the car windows, leaving its mark on everyone's face.

Han Yang was driving when he talked to Ye Shu, who was sitting in the passenger seat, about his thoughts on the live stream.

Ye Shu sat in the passenger seat, responding to Han Yang's words, but his thoughts remained on Zhi Qiu in the back. Through the rearview mirror, he could see Zhi Qiu slightly turning her head to look at the scenery passing by outside the window.

Tang Xiaotao, holding a bag of snacks, kept looking at Zhi Qiu and asked softly, "Are you alright?" Zhi Qiu just smiled and shook her head, replying, "I'm fine."

The car stopped in front of Han Yang's supermarket. The group got out, and Han Yang thanked them again and said they would get together again next time.

The three hailed a taxi on the roadside and returned to Yunduanyuan.

They remained silent the entire way until they entered their home, at which point Ye Shu finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Tang Xiaotao, holding a bag of snacks, said something very perceptive:

"Brother, Sister Zhi Qiu, I'm going to go inside and take a nap. I'm a little tired."

Then she ran back to Ye Shu's bedroom, leaving the living room to the two of them.

The room fell silent instantly, with only the sound of cars passing by outside the window.

Zhi Qiu didn't change her shoes or pour water as usual. She just stood quietly for a few seconds, then turned around, took Ye Shu's hand, and led him to the sofa. The two sat down together.

Ye Shu had been observing her expression. Under the living room lights, there was indeed a faint trace of weariness between Zhi Qiu's brows.

"Sister Zhiqiu, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"

Zhi Qiu didn't answer immediately, but slowly leaned closer, resting her head gently on Ye Shu's shoulder.

"No, my sister is just... a little tired."

Hearing that she was just tired, Ye Shu relaxed a little. He held Zhi Qiu's hand and softened his tone:

"You scared me! I thought something was wrong. If you're tired, go back to your room and rest. Get a good night's sleep."

However, Zhi Qiu did not respond to his words. She remained leaning on his shoulder and remained silent for a while before speaking:

"Little Shu, my brother..."

"Um?"

"This afternoon, seeing you in front of so many people, your face was so red, yet you still said so earnestly...you love me."

She and Ye Shu tugged at each other's hands, her fingers slipping between Ye Shu's fingers, turning their fingers into an interlocked shape, their palms sharing each other's warmth.

"I was so happy then... my heart was burning with joy. Because I was so happy... now, I don't really want to go to sleep. I want to stay with you a little longer, just a little longer..."

She looked up at Ye Shu's profile.

The last rays of the setting sun slanted in through the French windows, outlining Ye Shu's silhouette with a golden edge, making him look almost unreal.

"I'm afraid... afraid that when I close my eyes this time and wake up again, it won't be me anymore."

She raised her eyes, her gaze reflecting the deepening twilight and Ye Shu's changing posture:

"In that case... I don't know how long it will be before I can see my little brother Shu again and talk to you like this."

These words were like a needle dipped in vinegar, gently pricking Ye Shu's heart, leaving it both sour and painful.

Although he would face one of them every day when he woke up, for them, each sleep could be a long farewell, and each awakening was like a long-awaited reunion, and they had no control over it.

He could only stand by and watch, unable to share this sense of powerlessness.

Thinking of this, Ye Shu felt a pang of sadness, but he still tightened his grip on Zhi Qiu's hand. He turned his head, looked into Zhi Qiu's eyes filled with longing, and slowly spoke:

"Sister Zhi Qiu, don't worry, I'll always be here. Right here, in this home, by your side. No matter when, as long as you open your eyes, I promise you'll find me immediately."

These words weren't particularly romantic; rather, they were down-to-earth. Yet, like a warm current, they flowed gently into Zhi Qiu's heart along with their tightly clasped hands.

She leaned on Ye Shu's shoulder, looking at his face. Suddenly, she smiled softly, a smile even gentler than the sunset outside the window.

"Our little Shu... is so gentle. That's what I like most about you."

After saying that, she tilted her head up slightly and gave Ye Shu a light kiss, warmed by the sunset, like a butterfly resting on a petal, gently landing on his face.

Ye Shu felt a warmth on her face, and just as she was about to turn her head, she heard Zhi Qiu speak:

"Don't move..."

Her voice was right next to my ear, and I leaned my head back against his shoulder, this time even closer.

"That's it... let my sister lean on me a little longer, that's fine."

"Um."

Ye Shu responded and stopped moving, letting the places on her face where the butterflies had landed feel slightly hot as she felt the weight of the person she was leaning on.

Just when Ye Shu thought she was about to fall asleep, she heard Zhi Qiu murmur in an even softer voice:

"Besides... you and Xiaoxue have already kissed, so face it, right? Your older sister knows that."

"so......"

She chuckled softly, as if talking in her sleep, and said:

"Just a kiss on the cheek... that shouldn't be too much, right?"