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

"I want to open an account."

The living room lights were off at night, with only a dim glow coming from the ambient light in the corner.

A romantic movie was playing on the TV screen. It was quite old, even in black and white, but Zhi Qiu was nestled in Ye Shuhuai's arms, watching it intently.

Ye Shu leaned back on the sofa, holding a small bowl of apples cut into small pieces.

Zhi Qiu leaned against his other side, her head resting on his shoulder, one hand fiddling with the drawstring of Ye Shu's hoodie. With her other hand, she reached for the bowl Ye Shu was holding, picked up a piece of apple with a toothpick, and offered it to Ye Shu's lips.

"Hmm? What account? Is it for recording your sweet daily life with your sister? That's a good idea."

She looked at Ye Shu with a smile, her long hair draped down her back, not tied up.

"Ah...that's a good option."

This idea did indeed stir Ye Shu's heart, but that wasn't what he wanted to say:

"But my main idea is to open one, shoot some videos of the store, and do some promotion."

Now that he had made up his mind to work diligently at Corner Tea House, Ye Shu's mind unconsciously began to plan for the future of this small shop.

He felt that doing business couldn't always rely on his invisible and intangible lucky cat charm. Although it was strange, it was unreliable in the long run.

But if, like the "Haidelai" supermarket he'd seen before, they set up a big speaker at the entrance and played a loop of Dehua (a type of Chinese liquor), he felt it wouldn't fit the quiet and cozy style of Corner Tea House at all.

After much deliberation, we decided to return to online promotion.

He had watched many videos on food and beverage industry accounts, and he felt that the content they made wasn't too difficult and that he could do it himself, so he wanted to give it a try.

Just before leaving get off work that evening, or more precisely, just before Chen Xing left work, Ye Shu told her about this idea.

Chen Xing was happily counting his money behind the bar, checking how much he had earned that day.

Hearing this, he looked up, walked over, and patted him on the shoulder:

"Good job, Xiao Ye! You're already worrying about our shop? You have potential. Keep up the good work! If the advertising is effective and brings in customers, I'll give you a bonus!"

With Chen Xing's support, Ye Shu became even more motivated.

He replied, adhering to the policy of "nothing can be hidden," and took advantage of the time while watching a movie with Sister Zhi Qiu to tell her about it.

After listening to him finish speaking, Zhi Qiu lifted her head from his shoulder, blinked, and then sighed softly:

"Sigh... alright then. Little Shu wants to start his own business, of course his older sister supports him."

She reached out and poked Ye Shu's face, who was still chewing on an apple, with her fingertip:

"Well... I thought it was because little Shu had finally come to his senses and wanted to create a special account to record our love story. It seems I was just overthinking it and being delusional."

Zhi Qiu's expression was perfectly balanced: three parts disappointment, three parts sadness, three parts pity, and one part chilling disheartenment.

Come again?

Ye Shuxin wondered how she had never noticed before that Sister Zhi Qiu was so good at putting herself in a sarcastic way? No, wait, isn't this what you call moral blackmail?

No matter what it is, he just happens to fall for it. Seeing Zhi Qiu's "real heartbreak isn't about making a scene" attitude, Ye Shu felt so guilty that he felt like he wasn't human.

"No, Sister Zhi Qiu, that's not what I meant."

He quickly reached out and hugged Zhi Qiu, explaining:

"I just... thought of the shop first. Um, how about we open an account to record our lives? Let's open it now! Just to record our... um, our wonderful life, okay?"

"But……"

Zhi Qiu was pulled close by Ye Shu, resting against Ye Shu's neck. Her voice was even softer, almost nasal:

"Your sister is a little sad now. Little Shu, you don't need to make yourself suffer for your sister. If you don't want to do this, you don't have to either. It's okay."

A strategic retreat! Absolutely a strategic retreat!

Knowing full well that this was definitely a trap set by Sister Zhi Qiu, Ye Shu still willingly jumped into it.

He immediately gave Zhi Qiu a tight hug, using the same kind of self-deception as Ah Q, attempting to get a little revenge on Zhi Qiu with this very tight hug, even though this tighter hug would only make Zhi Qiu feel more satisfied.

"No, Sister Zhi Qiu, I want to! I want to so badly! Please, let's open one together, okay?"

"Oh well."

Zhi Qiu lifted her head from Ye Shu's embrace, a victorious smile on her face. She squinted at Ye Shu, as if she had made a huge concession.

"Since little brother Shu is asking so earnestly, then I will reluctantly agree."

As expected, he was manipulated again... Ye Shu always felt like he was a pigeon. Zhi Qiu would prop up a basket on the ground with a stick, scatter some rice inside, and he would happily waddle into it.

He picked up his phone and registered a short video account with his own phone number. The account was named "Corner Tea Talk". His profile picture was a warm photo of a corner of the store. His bio simply read, "A small shop with warmth".

Beside her, Zhi Qiu held her own phone, a cryptic smile playing on her lips.

A moment later, she turned her phone screen around to show Ye Shu.

Little Leaf's Love Through the Four Seasons

"Sister Zhi Qiu, this name..."

"What's wrong?"

Zhi Qiu waved her phone and tilted her head to look at him:

"Little Shu doesn't like it? I think this name is great, look..."

She stretched out her hands to Ye Shu and counted them one by one:

"Xiao Nuan, Xiao Qing, your older sister, and Xiao Xue... isn't that just the four seasons? How fitting!"

She paused for a moment, then suddenly leaned closer to Ye Shu, squinted her eyes, and whispered:

"Or... is it that little Shu is actually trying to secretly remove someone from his heart? You can tell your sister quietly, and I promise I will never tell anyone else."

She was very close; Ye Shu could smell the scent of her shower gel after her shower and see a dangerous glint hidden behind her squinting eyes.

"No way! That's not true."

Ye Shu immediately and righteously made the decision:

"This name is wonderful, let's use it, it's perfect, I love it!"

"real?"

"Absolutely true!"

Since there was no objection to the name, Zhi Qiu did not leave Ye Shu's embrace; instead, she clung even closer, pressing her soft face against Ye Shu's.

"Come on, little Shu, look at the camera."

Zhi Qiu raised her phone and pointed it at the two of them.

On the screen were two faces embracing each other. Ye Shu was still wearing a hoodie, and her hair was a little messy.

Zhi Qiu, standing beside her, had a slight blush on her unmade-up face, her eyebrows curved, and her smile sweet.

"This one is better."

Zhi Qiu looked at the photo she had just taken with great satisfaction and casually set it as the profile picture for her account "Xiao Yezi's Four Seasons of Love".

As Zhi Qiu was fiddling with the account, something suddenly occurred to her, and she looked up and asked:

"Little Shu, your sister created this account to record our lives. Don't you want to create something to record it too?"

Ye Shu was taken aback by her words. He hadn't really thought about this question before, but since it had been brought up, he did want to make a note of it.

But... how should I record it?