The landlord fools me every day

On the way to Zhang's house, Yang Zekui took advantage of this time to turn on his phone to see what Zhang Zhushi had bought recently.

- Clothes, trousers, hats, shoes.

After flipping through a series of bills, Yang Zekui sighed slightly.

This kid can buy more than him.

but……

"When I was young, you picked out all the clothes you bought yourself?" He asked Zhang Zhushi, who was tired from the fuss and was sitting quietly resting beside him.

Hearing this, Zhang Zhushi raised his eyes to look at him with a proud face: "Well! I picked it up slowly by myself!"

"Hmm..." Yang Zekui pursed his lips, looking at those strange clothes, he didn't know what to say, "Okay, it's good."

When eating at night, Zhang Zhushi picks and chooses from one dish to another, but doesn't move his chopsticks.

"Zhang Zhushi!" Yang Zekui put down the bowl and chopsticks, and subconsciously began to teach him, "Do you know that you can't be picky eaters! How old are you and still picky eaters?! If you continue to behave like this, I won't give you a bottle of yogurt tomorrow!"

Immediately, Zhang Zhushi, who was stunned, began to cry aggrieved after Yang Zekui finished killing him, his shoulders trembled.

"Wow wow wow!" He burst into tears, "My brother is bullying again!"

"I..." Yang Zekui was speechless.

Where did he bully him?

"Pfft," Zhang Hezhi laughed out loud, "It's rare to go home once, so don't beat him up."

As he said that, he put a piece of Zhang Zhushi's favorite sweet and sour pork ribs into his bowl: "Come on, little one, don't cry, you can eat whatever you like today, my brother will protect you."

Hearing the sound, Zhang Zhu stopped the car instantly.

Eating the pork ribs in the bowl, he said to Yang Zekui in dissatisfaction: "It's better to be that brother!"

Yang Zekui ran: Hello, Zhang Zhushi!It's clear that I'm younger than you!

After thinking about it, Yang Zekui, who thought that what Zhang Hezhi said was indeed somewhat reasonable, suppressed his anger, and rarely ignored him.

After a while, Yang Zekui, who suddenly realized something, apologized to Zhang Yonghui who was sitting in the main seat: "I'm sorry, sorry, I'm used to restraining him like this these days, and I'm really sorry for disturbing your meal!"

Zhang Yonghui burst into laughter: "Hahaha! It's okay, I like to watch you young couple bicker."

"Little, young couple?" Yang Zekui was confused, "You mean me and, and... and him?"

After seeing Mr. Zhang nodding kindly, he blushed all of a sudden, "I, we, us! We!"

For a long while, he couldn't say anything.

After dinner, Zhang Hezhi sat next to Yang Zekui who was watching TV with Zhang Zhushi.

He gently poked him with his arm: "Hey, I heard that Xiao Fei liked my brother?"

Yang Zekui snorted, "Yes? Who knows if you still like it now."

"Yo~ are you jealous?"

"……No!"

After the teasing in a few words, Zhang Hezhi mysteriously took out two tickets from his hand: "The amusement park newly invested by the company recently, do you want to go?"

As he spoke, he lifted his chin lightly, and motioned to Yang Zekui Zhang Zhushi who was beside him: "I saw you go there before, so I decided to save two for you. How about it, do you want to go?"

Yang Zekui raised his forehead: "What do you want to do? Use familiar scenes to help him recover his memory?"

"Yeah—yes." Zhang Hezhi nodded, "Maybe in a similar place, if you kiss again or something, he will—"

"Ah! Zhang Hezhi!"

"What's wrong with me?"

"……roll!"

After cursing this sentence, Yang Zekui grabbed the ticket in his hand.

In the amusement park, Yang Zekui, who was accompanied by Zhang Zhushi, who was full of childlike innocence, sat on the merry-go-round several times, no longer had the patience to listen to the seemingly energetic kid beside him.

Zhang Zhushi: "Brother, do you know what happened to me yesterday?"

Yang Zekui: "Well, what?"

Zhang Zhushi: "I had a nightmare, I ate you in my dream."

Yang Zekui: "That was indeed a nightmare."

Zhang Zhushi: "It's not that bad, it's because I got diabetes later on."

Yang Zekui: "... Are you out of your mind? Wood turtle."

Zhang Zhushi: "No, I entered you."

Yang Zekui: "..."

Yang Zekui looked at him quietly for a long time, before finally asking: "What did your brother comrade teach you last night?"

After asking, he turned his head away from Zhang Zhushi's bewildered eyes.

"Brother." After a while, Zhang Zhushi called him again.

"Why?" Yang Zekui asked patiently.

"I see that in my memory, there is a person I have liked for a long time."

"……Who?"

"I don't remember, I just remember that he played with me a long time ago and insisted on the water in my hand."

Yang Zekui swallowed, with a nervous expression: "You mean——you have always liked me?"

Hearing the sound, Zhang Zhushi looked at him strangely: "Brother, I'm talking about something very important, please don't interrupt me so narcissistically, okay?"

Yang Zekui: "...Let's go down after playing this Trojan horse!" Damn, he just remembered that this guy had been running errands for another guy before!

"Ah?!" Zhang Zhushi's pupils trembled, "No, brother!"

The people around him were indifferent, calmly denying his words: "No." It's time for lunch.

In the restaurant, Zhang Zhushi clamored for ice cream.

Yang Zekui, whose face was like an iceberg, didn't even look at the starry eyes of the person opposite him: "If you say no, you won't. I'll take you to buy it after you finish eating."

"Wouldn't it be the same to buy then and now!" Zhang Zhushi was about to cry, "Brother~I want to eat ice cream~"

Still unmoved, Yang Zekui threw back two words indifferently: "No."

After being quiet for a while, Zhang Zhushi on the opposite side threw the knife and fork angrily: "I won't eat if I don't buy it!"

"If you don't eat it, I will never buy it for you!" Yang Zekui also threw down the knife and fork.

Although he hadn't faced off against the brat, but after bringing Zhang Zhushi down these days, he had figured out a way to deal with this kind of bratty kid - if the other guy is stubborn, then you are even more stubborn than him.

After patiently staring at the angry Zhang Zhushi on the opposite side for a while, Yang Zekui lowered his voice and asked again: "Do you want to eat or not?"

"Don't eat!"

"Okay." Yang Zekui nodded, "Then let's go, go back, I don't think you like this amusement park, so you might as well go home now."

"Hey?!" Zhang Zhushi held him back, "Don't go! Can I still eat!"

Yang Zekui paused cooperatively, and turned around: "Huh? Don't you want to eat?"

After a while, Zhang Zhushi licked his mouth after eating the food on the plate cleanly: "I'm done eating! You can buy me ice cream now!"

"Well, it's fine." Yang Zekui wiped his mouth with a tissue, and then got up, "You know, I'm doing this for your own good. You are not in good health now, and it is only possible to eat this kind of cold food on an empty stomach." aggravate your condition."

"Got it, brother." Zhang Zhushi urged, "Hurry up, I want to eat ice cream."

"..." Looking at Zhang Zhu's reaction, Yang Zekui, who was reminded invisibly that he was only seven or eight years old, frowned again, "Don't call me brother." He didn't want to be his brother.

What he wants to be is a boyfriend.

The words came out, but the people around him didn't seem to perceive anything, they were still jumping happily, and pulled Yang Zekui to the ice cream place he had been thinking about.

Yang Zekui, who moved slower, pulled his hand, pursed his lips and said nothing.

After resting for a while, Zhang Zhushi, who had been playing around for a while, sat back beside Yang Zekui, lying beside him curiously and watching his mobile phone together.

Noticing Zhang Zhushi's gaze, Yang Zekui quickly cut the software, exited from the photo album and cut the animation for Zhang Zhushi to watch: "Don't keep your eyes too close."

Unexpectedly, today's Zhang Zhushi doesn't seem to be very interested in cartoons.

He switched the software back, pointed to the familiar pair of photos on it and asked, "Brother, who are these two people?"

When Zhang Zhu mentioned this, Yang Zekui thought of the photo he had cut in half that day, and couldn't help but want to beat him up: "I have another bastard."

"Huh? An asshole?" Zhang Zhushi repeated Yang Zekui's description in a ignorant manner, "Is this familiar brother an asshole?"

"Yes, it's the bastard." Yang Zekui reached out to take back the phone, "If you don't look at it, go take a nap and take a nap, I'll book a room for you."

Zhang Zhushi scratched his hair, he didn't know what he thought of, and he rarely showed a shy expression on his face.

After struggling for a long time, Yang Zekui, who was easily aware of the strangeness, couldn't stand it anymore, and asked, "What do you want to do again? Just speak up if you have something to say."

"That..." He was waiting for Ai Ai, unable to utter a complete sentence for a long time, "That...I..."

Yang Zekui sighed, stood up straight and looked at him directly: "Speak up if you have something to say."

"I..." Zhang Zhushi murmured for a moment, and finally spit out the key words, "I, I also want... want to take pictures with you..."

"Shooting what?" Yang Zekui, who was dragged a little dizzy by him, didn't realize it all at once, "You mean - taking pictures?"

"Hmm." There was a muffled sound from his nasal cavity, Zhang Zhushi lowered his head and kept wringing his fingers, exuding shyness from top to bottom.

Yang Zekui's displeasure just now was swept away in an instant.

He chuckled: "OK."

Aiming at the camera, he tilted his head and looked at Zhang Zhu, who was keeping a distance from him, wondering: This guy also has a shy side?

After teasing a few times in his heart, the moment he pressed the camera button for the third time, Zhang Zhushi who was beside him suddenly rushed over and kissed him on the cheek.

Yang Zekui, whose hands trembled slightly due to shock, was anxious to look at the photos——

Not only is it not blurred, but the slight shaking makes the photo look more artistic.

"Huh, it's okay." He couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Then, he said to Zhang Zhushi beside him, "Are you sleepy now? If you want to take a nap, I'll book a box for you."

The person in front of me looked surprised: "Brother, you are so surprised that the bastard brother in that photo just touched your cheek. Why did you have no reaction when I kissed you just now?"

Yang Zekui didn't want to continue this topic: "It's nothing, it's all in the past."

He squeezed between his brows, looked at Zhang Zhushi's innocent eyes at that time, and couldn't bear to tell him that not long ago, he had done something more intimate with someone.

So after being kissed on the cheek suddenly, although he was still subconsciously shocked, when he came back to his thoughts, he felt that there was nothing wrong with it.

Anyway, Zhang Zhushi kissed him quite a lot before, and gradually he got used to it.