His twin did not even frown when the doctor fixed his broken elbow in the emergency room earlier, yet he was now acting petulantly pitiful just because their mother had peeled an orange for him?!
Youyou was vexed now.
The thing was his mother had taken the bait and returned to his twin's bed to feed him a pastry.
He felt rather unhappy.
This fella is out to snatch my mommy from me, right?!
How can I let that happen?!
His eyes flashed with an idea and he reached out his hand for his mother. "Mommy, Youyou wants to go to the toilet!"
Mu Yichen: "…"
Yun Shishi rushed over to his side again, took out a toilet roll from the cabinet, and carried Youyou to the washroom.
As she carried him up to leave the room, he stuck his tongue out and made a face at his older twin, looking victorious.
It was his brother's turn to be speechless: "…"
Well, he had to consider who he was competing against in the first place. Youyou might be younger, but he could make his mother eat from his hands, so how could he win?
His younger twin might not match up to his physique, but when it came to pitting wits, Little Yichen would definitely lose.
In fact, Youyou started his game again while in the washroom.
"I can't pee!" he blurted out to her after a while, trying to delay the time.
His mother did not know whether to cry or laugh. "Let mommy help you with your pants!"
"Eh?" She was baffled.
After another long pause, he said, "I think I want to poop now."
Her lips gave a little twitch. "All right! Call mommy when you are done, then!"
His mother wanted to hurry away.
Pouting, he wistfully called out, "Mommy, don't leave! I won't have the feel when you are gone."
She was stumped. "Why do you need the feel when you are shitting?!"
He answered matter-of-factly, "I feel safe that way."
Yun Shishi: "…"
What does this kid mean?
"If mommy is gone, Youyou will feel listless and afraid…"
He was sufficiently articulative and, but the problem here was that she had not seen him so touchy before.
In the past, he could even go to and from school by himself, let alone the washroom.
His mother was sensitive enough to pick up the subtle signs from her son after some deliberation. Thus, she bent down and looked calmly into his eyes.
He watched her as well and noticed the strange look on her face with her teasing eyes. Stunned, he asked, "Mommy, what happened to you?"
"Eh, let me guess." She slowly supposed, "Is my Youyou jealous?"
"…" She hit the nail on the head.
He kept quiet.
His heart was still bothered by it!
His mother saw him bow without a word and knew that she was right. Cupping his little face with her hands, she gave a small peck on his small, pouting lips.
Her warm lips landed a gentle kiss on his.
His face turned hot from embarrassment. "Mommy…"
"Youyou, do you know that he is your older brother?"
"Yes, I know," he replied slowly, "that he's my older brother. I know that I have a father and a mother with him."
She was startled to hear that he knew the truth.
Does he know everything?
Well, this may not come as a surprise. Both kids have seen each other after all, so they should know by now.