Help, I've become a paper man

The two hit it off and moved the plan forward.

Xiao Sui is really capable. Even in his busy schedule, he can still find some free time to quickly organize the documents and send them to Song Yi.

The above lists Yan Changyue’s trajectory and provides a detailed prediction for its next itinerary.

The table also comes with reasons to prove that it is not a random guess.

Song Yi believed it a little bit. To verify his guess, he asked, "There aren't many groups like this, right? How much did you spend when you bought it? Do you need reimbursement?"

As expected, when Xiao Sui heard this, he fell into the trap and took the initiative to admit that he did have external support and had joined the support group.

However, the other party firmly denied the document, claiming that he "did not spend any money" and that it was just a gift from someone they knew and that they had a good relationship.

Song Yi said, "We have a good relationship, so you gave it to me too. Is that what you mean?"

Xiao Sui nodded and replied, "This young man is teachable!"

Song Yi was skeptical, but other than this, he had no other way to get Yan Changyue's information.

It's not that he doesn't try hard, nor that he doesn't respect the other party. He wants to meet "Yan Changyue" in this way, but that something is wrong with this world.

After leaving Xiaosui, he also tried to contact others, but whether he was asking for information or simply chatting them up, he didn't get any effective response.

The other party will only ask: "Who are you? Do I know you?"

It was as if the plot had been set up and he needed to follow the process to reach a certain ending.

Song Yi's intuition took effect. Just as he thought, something was wrong with this world. There were obvious loopholes. If nothing unexpected happened, he would be able to find the solution in Yan Changyue.

Xiao Sui is a key NPC. Although the clues he gave are a bit strange, Song Yi still decided to go and see.

Like those horror movies or horror novels, how would the plot progress without a protagonist seeking death?

He is good at playing this kind of role as he has previous experience. Now he follows Xiao Sui and goes to a fixed location like he is carrying out a mission.

And he happened to run into the villain who was saying bad things about Yan Changyue.

Song Yi skillfully stepped forward, made an expression of dissatisfaction, and tried to stop him. However, the conflict was still escalating and they were about to fight, but the plot continued to develop.

Cheers erupted.

Everyone stopped their actions and the conflict was stopped midway. Even though some people wanted to continue, rationality returned as the atmosphere changed.

There is laughter and joy over there, but few people here can continue to act impulsively.

Everyone was confused and turned their heads one after another to look in the direction where the sound came from, where an event was being held.

Yan Changyue was among the people singing and dancing, even in the center. Surrounded by the crowd, she seemed to be telling something, or singing.

When Song Yi saw it, the anger that had just risen up in his heart instantly dissipated.

The nights here are filled with stardust and interlaced lights, and below the sky is the smiling face of Yan Changyue.

There are bad things in his stories, there are criticisms and slanders, but on the other hand, Yan Changyue doesn't know about this and is still happy and enjoying life.

"It's great, it's great here." Song Yi said softly.

At this moment, he looked at Yan Changyue and felt a sense of joy, because the boy in front of him had a kind of power that not only made people want to get close to him, but also made them feel safe and happy.

Song Yi stared at him and slowly realized that Yan Changyue was young and he was not very old. Judging from the fact that Ling Zhi was his "sister", he was still a young man, even in his twenties.

In this peaceful era, even happy students are just students...that's all.

There is no need to stuff yourself into formal attire, put yourself in danger, or repeatedly hone your physical skills to get the human body to the point where it can fight stardust, let alone be able to respond to crises with ease.

When I wake up, I only worry about life and my hobbies, without being busy with work. From the moment I open my eyes, I just work to "keep humans alive". It's really...

"That's great." Song Yi murmured.

He was filled with tenderness and was about to cry, but was interrupted by a scolding. It was Yan Zhichun's voice, which sounded again, speaking familiar content.

"Pervert, get away and don't come near my brother."

The loud sound, coupled with the distance, attracted more attention than the hustle and bustle over there.

It was quite embarrassing with such content, and the group of people quietly retreated.

They were not afraid of the quarrel just now, but when faced with this situation, they were at a disadvantage and had to take the lead.

Although he looked like a young man from society, he still had some sense of loyalty. When he left, he did not forget to drag his friend away, and took the friend, who had forgotten to act due to surprise, away from this place of trouble together.

It's true that there is loyalty, but it's not much. It's all about friendship, but not much of a relationship.

Because they helped the wrong person, when they left, they took Xiao Sui, who was standing in a daze beside them, with them, leaving Song Yi alone to face Yan Zhichun's anger.

They are strangers in this world. Considering Yan Zhichun's degree of brother complex, Song Yi believes that his anger at this moment is real.

Song Yi wanted to play the black guy, but he knew that the other party had problems, so he chose the quick mode and deliberately used a joking tone and said:

"What's the matter with getting close or not? I just want to see the graceful demeanor of little Lucky."

Yan Zhichun looked at him, his eyes changed from vigilance to disdain, and he responded instantly, saying:

"You'd better not call my brother like that. He doesn't like it, and I don't like it either. It's a slander against him by others."

"The so-called luck was the success he achieved through his own hard work."

"It's really unfair to simply use the word 'lucky' to overshadow his efforts."

Song Yi nodded in cooperation, agreeing with what the other party said. Not only did they think so, Xiao Gui also thought so and sensed some malicious intent.

He said this, which was like killing one thousand enemies and hurting eight hundred of his own. In order to make Yan Zhichun angry, he also succeeded in angering himself and hurting Yan Changyue...

I hope it works. Song Yi thought, looking at the other person, and when facing anger, the expectation in his eyes appeared, and he received evaluation.

"He's really a pervert." Yan Zhichun said in a high voice.

The following plot satisfied Song Yi's expectations. He was circling around, but the person he didn't want to meet, because of his brother's anger, walked towards him through the crowd.

This was his purpose. When Song Yi saw it, he still heard the sound of heartbeat.

"Excuse me, it's time to go home. What are you talking about?"

Yan Changyue walked between the two of them as she spoke, speaking politely and courteously, still without being aggressive.

But the softness in the gentleness was also swept away, leaving only courtesy, and even a hint of vigilance.

With this set of actions, it is needless to say who he wants to protect and who he is guarding against. Song Yi felt frustrated just by watching.

"We didn't quarrel, we just had some disputes and different opinions," Song Yi explained.

There was no response to his words. Yan Changyue had already turned her head to remind her brother. When she heard his words, she smiled back, with a perfunctory tone.

But in Song Yi's eyes, this smile was clean, without any template, and even the corners of his lips were raised with a gentle look.

When compared with the Yan Changyue in my memory, the difference becomes even more obvious.

He wanted to say more. Yan Changyue had already turned around. This man said he was here to pick up his younger brother, and it was true. After talking to his younger brother, he left without even looking at him.

Not exciting enough? Not angry enough? Or is it because of the plot...?

Song Yi thought while crossing out the words one by one. No matter what it was, say it to him again, he couldn't say any annoying words anymore.

Yan Changyue should shine and be admired. It is best not to get close to those negative contents.

He was thinking seriously, and Yan Zhichun saw it. Before leaving, he couldn't help but ask, "What are you thinking about?"

Song Yi stared at Yan Changyue's back, and before he looked away, he said casually, "I feel relaxed and happy."

Yan Zhichun was startled and immediately changed direction and warned Song Yi.

"Pervert! Stop doing weird things! If you dare to have those weird thoughts again, I'll kill you!"

Song Yi replied: "Don't worry, but I won't get any closer. I'll just stop here and take a closer look at him."

Yan Zhichun was quiet for a few minutes, enduring it again and again. Before turning to leave, he couldn't help but reply: "Psycho!"

Song Yi didn't take it seriously. He smiled and waved to the other party, making a farewell gesture. His mind was full of thoughts, and he continued to think:

The person who just appeared was the youthful, relaxed and happy Yan Changyue. How could he not look at her?

This is not just about eating meal replacements secretly. This is about providing a possibility in his barren world, a possibility of happiness and love.

He saw it, and at this moment, he finally knew what he wanted.

But when can he go back?

Song Yi breathed a sigh of relief. What he didn't say when facing Yan Zhichun was that he was simply thinking: The sunny boy is good, but that is "Song Yi's" Yan Changyue, not his Yan Changyue.

When it comes to love, each of them is unique. He wants to go home to find his own Yan Changyue.