Help, I've become a paper man

On that special night, Song Yi went from sitting on the armrest to moving onto the table and chair, and sat with Yan Changyue, hugging each other and dozing off.

What’s even more special is Yan Changyue, who is always busy with work and takes time to rub the cat a few times, but it’s not to relieve her emotions, but more like to make Song Yi feel more at ease.

Yan Changyue did not leave his workstation until the sun rose and there were still several hours left before the activity and there were only a few people around.

They still didn't talk because the time had come and they all had to change their clothes and prepare to go on stage.

The two separated from then on until the event began. Since Feng Jihuan was unable to come, the event was fully entrusted to his blood relative, and Sui Yuesheng was the first to appear.

The two of them stayed for the time being. Song Yi turned his gaze and fell on Yan Changyue. It was not that he didn't care about the business or the teammates who were talking.

But in formal occasions, Yan Changyue did not wear a prosthesis, exposing the imperfect side. If nothing unexpected happened, it was intentional.

He felt uncomfortable watching it, his eyes lingering on it, and he subconsciously opened his lips, wanting to ask, but he swallowed the words back at the familiar smile.

Song Yi raised the corners of his lips and, reluctantly, followed suit.

Sui Yuesheng was unaware of the interaction between them. This man was concentrating on his speech, and the content of his speech was not much different from what they had discussed before.

When it was almost over, someone raised a question, and Sui Yuesheng answered it casually, saying that we were all going to leave here together, so why did we still need to engage in construction.

"Of course, take them together." Sui Yuesheng said and explained further.

Not only humans can take their homes with them when they leave. If we have the materials now but don't actively build them, we will be homeless when we get there.

After all, no one knows what kind of materials are in the world over there.

When Song Yi heard this, his heart skipped a beat and he felt like something bad was going to happen.

Among the four items of food, clothing, housing and transportation, transportation is fixed, and housing and clothing have to be solved by oneself. Now they say that we don’t know what will happen, and it will cause panic in terms of food!

When Song Yi thought of this, the others also understood. Sui Yuesheng immediately changed his words and said, "I don't know enough about the follow-up issues. Let professionals handle professional matters."

Then he left safely, leaving the restless group to Yan Changyue to deal with.

Song Yi took a deep breath. This time, he didn't have time to curse the system in his heart. He urgently asked for information. He only got a sentence "Yan Changyue knows" before he was taken to the rooftop.

When he realized what was happening, he was already on the high platform with Yan Changyue. The only thing left in his mind was, "What am I here for?"

This emotion became more and more intense as Yan Changyue explained.

Yan Changyue knows all the problems of everyone and can solve them all by himself. He can also authorize and entrust everything to Yan Changyue.

Song Yi was lost in thought as his speech came to an end. It was time for the Q&A session, but Yan Changyue suddenly said, "Wait a minute. I know you all have something to say, but wait a minute."

When Yan Changyue said this, she suddenly turned around, faced Song Yishi, took two steps forward, and spread her arms.

This action not only caused a commotion in the audience, but also stunned Song Yi, who was unclear about the other party's intention.

"What do you mean?" Song Yi asked in a low voice.

Yan Changyue remained silent, but with a smile on her face, she gently waved her arm, motioning him to come forward, as if she wanted to hug him again...

Song Yi took a breath. Although he didn't understand, he still walked up and accepted the other party's hug, wanting to end the awkwardness quickly and move on to the next step.

But Yan Changyue did not stop. The man raised his hand again and patted him on the head, with a sweet orange scent, which seemed like some kind of hint. Their bodies moved closer in the hug.

Song Yi blinked, guessing the intention, secretly criticizing the other party for playing such a big game, but he still cooperated, lowered his head and moved closer again.

Their breaths blended together, and Yan Changyue's only remaining hand, which was not wearing a glove, rested on the back of his hand as it hung down.

Just as Song Yi was about to shake hands again, Yan Changyue had already taken the lead and pulled his hand down. He was a little panicked, thinking that this person had not slept well and was about to do some performance art on impulse.

His fingertips touched a cold object. At the same time, Yan Changyue opened her hand and her warm skin fell on it. She not only held his hand but also lifted it up.

The next moment, more heat fell on him. Yan Changyue was still smiling, but at this moment, she pulled Song Yi's hand, asked him to hold the dagger, and stab it into her chest.

Song Yi wanted to let go, but while he was stunned, someone who was prepared had already taken action.

Yan Changyue leaned back, and at this moment, as they looked at each other, time seemed to slow down, and he suddenly realized... so that's how it was.

Every time they were together before, he would think that Song Yi would kill him. It turned out that fate had arranged for him to be killed by Song Yi in this way and for this reason.

Thinking of this, Yan Changyue laughed and fell backwards. As he fell from the roof, his laughing voice passed through the air and fell into Song Yi's ears, saying,

"Well, welcome to the new world you long for."

Song Yi was held in place, gritting his teeth to resist the urge. His raised hand was still suspended in the air, his fingertips trembling slightly.

At the last moment, Yan Changyue retreated so easily that he couldn't even grab the corner of her clothes.

"He asked me to tell you that there is no time to be sad. He did this not only for you, but also for the world."

The sound of Noah's Ark rang out, and Song Yi stared ahead with his mind still blank.

At his feet, at the bottom of the building, was Yan Changyue's body, which was now covered in dirt. Even her delicate face was scarred from the fall and stained by mud and blood.

Time only stood still for two seconds, and then crying was heard, mixed with cheers. He slowly withdrew his hand while breathing to cover the sharp nails that emerged.

It was difficult for him to control his beast transformation, but he knew more easily that no matter how devastated he was, he had to continue talking and not let Yan Changyue down.

Song Yi said: "Before the event begins, I would like to invite everyone to watch some of my memories to further understand the tragedy that the world experienced when the disaster occurred."

As he spoke, the empathy device began to work, showing the forbidden scene he had seen before everyone.

At the same time, for two seconds, he was distracted and thought that the clean and delicate Yan Changyue had just fallen down in front of everyone and landed on the dirty ground...

Song Yi was on the verge of collapse, but he continued to endure, gritting his teeth and completing the final process, explaining the current situation of the plane clearly.

Just as they were about to talk about voting and the future, Sui Yuesheng walked up, patted Song Yi's hand, signaling that he could leave and take over the follow-up work.

Song Yi came back to his senses and slowly walked off the stage, his hands shaking badly. But he waited until there was no one around before letting the tears fall. However, he still had to control his other emotions.

He squatted down and leaned against the wall. After the event was over and the crowd dispersed, Song Yi stood up again, ran out and brought Yan Changyue back.

Take him all the way to the locker room, wash him/her, and change him/her into clean clothes.

Song Yi changed his clothes today. I don’t know if there were any arrangements before that. He wore gloves today.

During this process, a dark liquid flowed through his fingers and the leather, like Yan Changyue's blood, flowing in his body.

Song Yi suddenly realized that he had to wear gloves because it was Yan Changyue who arranged it, and it was also what this person would do, along with the homework, everything, played a role at this moment.

He felt himself being slowly hollowed out into a quiet space where no one came to disturb him. There was only the sound of flowing water, slowly flowing without stopping for a moment.

"This is the bitter fruit we should taste together." Song Yi murmured, speeding up his hands, and after finishing the work, he carried Yan Changyue out.

I immediately received several gazes, some filled with concern, some filled with hatred and resentment, and some were even more contradictory.

When Song Yi looked over, he smiled subconsciously and said to Ying Rushi directly:

"Under the current situation, it's time to allocate housing. I want the one I live in now. Otherwise, if it's redistributed, it will be considered a haunted house."

He didn't mention taking Yan Changyue back, but every word he said meant this.

There were stardust and humans present, almost all of them familiar faces. In this situation, there were also humans who opposed, and they should not be in the minority.

But in the end, Song Yi got what he wanted, but in the following time, he had no time to accompany the other party, and instead became doubly busy.

He promoted and built from morning to night, hoping to speed up the process, and looked forward to seeing Yan Changyue again after the integration.

Only when he succeeded did Song Yi heave a sigh of relief, sit on the edge of the bed, and raise his hand to hold Yan Changyue's hand.

Amid the sounds of the island collapsing and as the water in the swimming pool drained, the dancing figures stopped and the humans who had died in the past were now sleeping peacefully.

The familiar transmission wave appeared on the group. When the dizziness came, Song Yi said:

"My wish is for Yan Changyue to live and face the new world with me."