Help, I've become a paper man

The journey was not far, and we arrived at our destination in less than half an hour. The car was a bit old and it shook when it stopped. The driver raised his voice and shouted for people to get off.

Song Yi opened his eyes and just stood up, he put his hand on Heitan's back. He originally wanted to protect the horse, but he didn't expect that the crowd would naturally avoid Heitan. Those who could go around Heitan did so, and those who couldn't just wait and wait until they passed by and stood up again. There was no crowding or fighting for the way. Everyone took care of the animal beyond his imagination, which made his actions of protecting the animal seem like "the fox borrowing the tiger's power to bully others".

From walking along with the crowd to walking in front of everyone, Heitan walked very fast, rushing forward with Song Yi, and was the first to get off the car.

But after getting off the car, there were already a few people waiting there. They didn't react when they saw them coming. The man and the horse had no choice but to stand by the gate, staring at the car door in silence, waiting for one of them to come and solve the problem.

It's not that they were shy, but the car was parked at the gate with the retractable door closed. The guard was staring at them as if he was on guard against thieves. But there was really no need to look. When Song Yi got out of the car, he just took a look inside and his hands unconsciously hugged Heitan tightly.

Please, Yan Changyue took him and Heitan to live in the manor. The home that Ling Zhi mentioned was more like a factory. At first glance, some of it looked like factories, and some looked like dormitories. Apart from the few green plants, there was at most a square, which was just an open space paved with concrete.

Compared to having bad intentions here, based on Yan Changyue's worth, Song Yi felt that it was more likely that he and Heitan were kidnapped, and then a ransom was demanded from Yan Changyue.

Fortunately, everyone acted quickly. While Song Yi was daydreaming, a boy with a low ponytail walked up and whispered a few words to the guard. Then, the guard and the boy with the low ponytail turned around together and looked at them for a while. Then the guard nodded and went back to the guard room.

A few seconds later, the retractable door opened and the crowd lined up to walk in.

This time Heitan didn't grab the horses. Song Yi walked at the end of the queue, in a natural row. Heitan stuck close to him. The distance was too close and the horse's mane rubbed him. Unfortunately, he dodged while it stuck close to him. In the neat team, they swayed back and forth, like black dates in the mix of white rice porridge, particularly conspicuous.

He walked all the way to the nearest building. After someone in front shouted "Stand at attention", Song Yi was still pushing Heitan away who was sticking to him. Then he heard "Disband". In an instant, the people in front of him scattered and walked in different directions, leaving only him and Heitan.

Now there is no need to hide or chase anymore. When looking at each other, each of them can see confusion in each other's eyes, about the current situation and the future.

I just told them to come first and wait for Yan Changyue to come back and take it, but now...

"The stored items have receipts and clear locations. What about us?" Song Yi said casually, patting Heitan on the back, motioning Heitan to follow him, and walking towards the shade of a tree on the side.

The weather was nice today, with only a breeze in the shade. They only waited here for two minutes. The main reason was Song Yi. He and Heitan were chattering nonsense, from "The genes of humans and bananas are similar, but maybe I'm a carrot, hanging in front of you, I run, you chase, we form a perpetual motion machine" to "The gods and scriptures have been harmed, guess why? Yes, it's the disease that killed them, do you want to eat them?" Heitan swung his tail when he heard this, and after turning his back to him and unable to solve the problem, Heitan took the lead and rushed back into the sunlight. He had no goal, just to escape from the chattering human first.

Song Yi followed behind, and the relationship between the two was reversed, with Heitan running and Song Yi chasing him.

Their shadows were lengthened by the sunlight, and there was a sense of leisure. The clatter of horse hooves echoed, and Song Yi also felt thirsty. He said no more, and the man and the horse walked quietly, gradually moving away from the original area. Gradually, voices were heard, but it was unclear what they were saying.

Heitan changed direction and walked towards the source of the sound, and Song Yi followed closely behind him. As they got closer, they could see the awning and the tables and chairs below from afar, and the sound they heard became clearer and clearer.

The wind brought only some gossip, saying that the bus and the driver had gone back, that the rental was expensive this time, the price was this high after only one morning, and when they could afford their own car. Amidst these discussions, their pace slowed down. Heitan was just a pony and did not understand the hardships of humans. It was when Song Yi's hand fell on its back that it thought there was a crisis, and took every step carefully.

Song Yi was thinking that he had not realized when Yan Changyue said "poor" before, but looking at the scene in front of him, combined with the conversation just now, he instantly understood how poor Ling Zhi was.

He had just been sympathetic for two seconds when he heard the topic change over there. Someone was talking loudly: "I don't know what's wrong with that guy. He came back with the boss again. It's ok to just take credit for himself, but he also brought a little one with him."

Someone else echoed, "He wants to train his subordinates, but it's too late now. Everyone knows what kind of person he is."

Song Yi withdrew his hand and quickened his pace. Heitan didn't understand what was happening, so he turned his head and continued to follow him.

The people over there were laughing and cursing: "Bah, a subordinate, who can trust him? He is a conscienceless evil spirit who can do anything."

"Oh, what's the matter?" Song Yi stopped in front of the awning and asked.

With this strange voice, the air was quiet for a moment. The three men turned their heads. The thin man who spoke first looked at him, with a flash of panic on his face. He took a half step back and stood behind the fat man who cursed. The panic began to fade away.

The fat man stood up and asked, "Are you the boy who followed?"

Song Yi replied: "I am your father."

The roughest answer, the most direct happiness.

The fat man's arrogant face froze for a moment, and he picked up a chair and smashed it directly at Song Yi, using all his strength. Song Yi didn't want to take it head-on, so he stepped forward and punched the fat man's shoulder. Even if he held back his strength, it was beyond the human level. The fat man let out a scream, and the chair slipped out of his hand. He held his hanging right arm with his other hand, and backed away with his back hunched.

The three people who had just shared the same hatred for the enemy were now in a panic. The thin man retreated, waving his hands in panic. He wanted to help the fat man but was afraid of touching his injuries. The man with the slicked-back hair who had just responded quietly retreated to the side, secretly glancing at Song Yi's movements, and the moment he met Song Yi's gaze, he raised his hands in a gesture of surrender.

Song Yi raised his hand and pushed away Heitan who was looking in, then took two steps forward and approached the fat man.

He asked again: "Do you hate Yan Changyue?"

The fat man stared at him in rapid breathing, his eyes bloodshot, his voice a little unclear, with an attitude of extreme hatred, this hatred seemed to be directed at the person who hurt him, but his answer was vague: "Who doesn't hate him."

Song Yi stared at him and raised his hand again. The thin man hurriedly hugged the fat man and pulled him back with great effort. The fat man also subconsciously leaned back to avoid the attack. The two of them exerted force together. Accidentally, the fat man lost his balance and pressed the thin man to the ground. The two of them collapsed on the ground screaming, unable to even roll over due to the pain.

Seeing this scene, Song Yi sighed, looked at the palm of his hand, and then looked at the two people on the ground.

He squatted down and said, "Why, you asked Yan Changyue for money, but he didn't lend it to you? Don't worry, it's a common thing. After all, not every passerby will give you money when begging on the street."