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

What exactly is Ye Shu's heart?

Ye Shu returned to Yunduanyuan. Three consecutive days of work and back-and-forth travel had left him feeling very tired, but he felt at peace.

He slumped on the sofa, the living room lights were off, only the floor lamp in the corner was on.

He casually placed the steamed buns he bought on the way back on the coffee table; this would be his dinner for the next few days.

Then I bent down and scooped up the potato chip that was munching on a slipper, put it on my lap, rubbed its little head, and watched it bite its own fingers.

Potato Chips hummed contentedly twice, its tail wagging back and forth.

After playing with the potato chips for a while and catching up on some of his strength, he reached into his pocket and pulled out something hard.

This is a small, black notebook, about the size of a palm.

The black leather cover, with worn edges and corners, was the notebook the four of them used to communicate and record things.

Ye Shu gently flipped through the pages to the last page of their own records, which still showed the original table that Xiao Nuan had made.

This is the form that Xiao Nuan made so that Ye Shu could score each of them.

Xiao Nuan had suggested that Ye Shu rate them based on how she felt about them, thus determining who Ye Shu liked the most.

So, what did Ye Shu fill in?

He looked at the numbers below the four names.

Xiao Nuan [25]

Xia Qing [25]

Knowing Autumn [25]

Light Snow [25]

Twenty-five points per person, no more, no less.

Although Xiao Nuan initially set the top score as 100 points and the lowest as 0 points, they were indeed equally important to her.

Moreover, this is not a fallacy, since the four of them are of one mind and share this 100 points of heart. It is reasonable to divide it among the four of them, giving each person 25 points.

Thinking of this, Ye Shu couldn't help but smile.

For the past three days, every time he went upstairs, he would take out this notebook and show it to them.

Their reactions were quite interesting.

When Xia Qing saw the notebook, her eyes reddened as she was first stunned, then she mumbled in a nasal voice:

"Oh right, we also have this notebook... I completely forgot about it."

When Xiao Nuan saw it, she stared at the notebook for a few seconds, then looked up and said to Ye Shu very seriously:

"According to Article 49 of the Law on Penalties for Administration of Public Security, anyone who steals, defrauds, loots, snatches, extorts, or intentionally damages public or private property shall be detained for not less than five days but not more than ten days and may also be fined not more than 500 yuan; if the circumstances are serious, the person shall be detained for not less than ten days but not more than fifteen days and may also be fined not more than 1,000 yuan... Ye Shu, this constitutes illegal appropriation of other people's property. Given that this is your first offense and your good attitude, I reserve the right to prosecute you."

On the third day, when he showed the notebook to Sister Zhi Qiu, she simply smiled slightly, leaned against Ye Shu, and said:

"I knew it, Xiao Shu's younger brother secretly took this notebook."

But when they saw the 25 points under those four names, their reactions were surprisingly consistent.

There was no sadness, but there were also questions, and no joy either.

They just stared at the notebook for a very long time, so long that Ye Shu thought they were sad, but they just smiled faintly.

That smile was the smile of someone who had finally waited for a long time, but who already knew the answer.

"You only wrote this much in this notebook, and then it ended there."

Ye Shu pointed to the form, then turned the page to the next page of the notebook:

"The rest is what I wrote."

Then they saw that there was indeed more content at the back of the notebook.

Ye Shu's handwriting wasn't particularly beautiful, and it was rather messy, but it was written very densely.

The notebook was originally less than a third used, but now it's almost empty.

Flipping through the pages, you no longer see the old monologues like "I'm in a bad mood today" or "I want ice cream, remember to buy it tomorrow," but instead:

Today is Xiaonuan's birthday, so I took her to the aquarium. We saw Xiaonuan inside the aquarium. We also bought two drinks, which turned out to be blue Fanta—and they were so expensive! But Xiaonuan really liked the manatee cup that looked like it had lots of fish, so it was worth it...

Xiaoxue came to the store today, her first time here! She's made great progress! Although she fainted later, I believe Xiaoxue will get better and better. Keep it up!

Today, Xia Qing and I had a snowball fight in the fields back home. Xia Qing is completely unpredictable; she always surprises me. Xia Qing agreed to our marriage, and she asked if I would love her as much as I did today. Of course I will!

I sprained my ankle and ended up in the hospital today. What a coincidence! I was hit by a car and was fine, but I sprained my ankle going down the stairs? It really scared Sister Zhi Qiu; this is the first time I've ever seen her cry. I need to take better care of myself from now on and not let them worry anymore.

……

Page after page, though it was written like a primary school student writing a diary, basically just writing whatever came to mind, and some parts were not coherent, with no clear beginning or end.

However, the perspective on everything recorded here has changed.

In my old notebooks, no matter which page it was, the subject was always "I".

What I want to eat, what I'm unhappy about, what I like...

Those are four independent souls communicating through this notebook, maintaining a balance together.

Now, from the moment Ye Shu took over, all the "I"s have become "we".

No matter who is in the body today, no matter which page it is, it has become two people.

It's no longer "Xia Qing wanted to go to the beach," but rather "I went to the beach with Sister Xia Qing."

It's no longer "Xiao Nuan wanted to eat nuts," but rather "I went to buy nuts with Xiao Nuan."

It's no longer "Zhi Qiu went out and ate something delicious today," but rather "I went out and ate something delicious with Sister Zhi Qiu."

After reading those densely packed words, Xia Qing's tears welled up again, much to her dismay.

She raised her hand and lightly punched Ye Shu's arm; it was less of a hit and more of a playful gesture.

With red eyes and a pout, she said:

"Honestly...all you do is create this kind of emotional stuff. Who told you to memorize these things, you idiot."

But she held onto Ye Shu's arm tightly, refusing to let go for a long time.

Xiao Nuan didn't say anything. She held the notebook in her hands and flipped through it page by page, looking at it very carefully. She even pressed down the folded corners of some pages.

She didn't cry as bitterly as Xia Qing, but she blinked more frequently because her vision was blurry as she tried to see the contents of the notebook.

Zhi Qiu reached out and hugged Ye Shu's neck, their faces touching.

Her breath brushed against Ye Shu's ear, warm and slightly salty with a hint of tears.

The phrase "You've given your sister so much" wasn't spoken aloud, but rather like a sigh, gently lingering in Ye Shu's heart.

Ye Shu flipped to the last few pages of the notebook, each page of which contained marriage certificates drawn with watercolor pens.

Although the drawing skills are not very good, and the lines are a bit crooked, it is just the level of a kindergarten child's simple drawing.

But he did specifically search for marriage certificate designs online and had them replicated one-to-one.

The places to put photos, write names, and write dates are all there, but they're all empty right now.

"Although we cannot have a legal marriage certificate."

Ye Shu held the notebook, looked at the people beside him, and then, three times in three days, he turned around and knelt on one knee in front of the person on the bed. He looked at Xia Qing, Xiao Nuan, Zhi Qiu, and everyone he loved and who loved him.

"But I made a marriage certificate that belongs only to us."

He became more and more serious as he spoke:

"Although this has no legal effect, I assure you that it is here with us, exactly the same as the real thing. You are my wife, Ye Shu, and I will love you with all my heart."

"So...would you be willing to sign our names on it?"