Help, I've become a paper man

But wait, it seems like they’re not dating yet?

Song Yi was stunned for another second. At the same time, he heard Yan Changyue's voice, asking softly, "Do you like my island?"

Hearing this question, the memories of those four days, with no order, only messy details, jumped in his mind. Song Yi felt guilty for a rare time. He rubbed his nose with his index finger and moved towards Yan Changyue, whispering:

"Sir, I can explain. Before entering the dungeon, I didn't think about what was going on inside. It's not... Mainly, when I heard her leaving the dungeon, I thought of what I saw before, and I rushed over to help her in a fit of enthusiasm. That's not right..."

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have used your resources and used them as a favor."

As Song Yi spoke, he slowly lowered his head. This time he was not pretending to be good, but he really felt a surge of guilt. He originally thought that this copy was harmless and no different from what they had experienced before, but he never expected that it would be related to Yan Changyue. He was the one who got into trouble.

Yan Changyue still smiled as she walked towards Song Yi and said in a gentle tone: "I am very happy that you can use my resources. After all... every time I tell you that everything I have is yours and I will give you everything, it is true and effective."

The overly sweet words were like another oath, making Song Yi's ears burn. The atmosphere was so good that he couldn't help but say:

"Did I say that? Never mind. Regardless of whether I said it or not, I want to say it again."

"I will protect you until I die."

Yan Changyue's smile became clearer. He said, "I know. You said that. You emphasized it to me... when you emphasized that you were not a child."

Song Yi froze in place, the expression on his face stagnated, and a blush quickly crept up his cheeks. His embarrassment had a strong impact, which directly made the innocent young man stunned and unable to move. It was difficult for his frozen brain to resume working for a while. Yan Changyue was not in a hurry, just stood there looking at him. After patiently watching the face-changing drama, this person was finally willing to let Song Yi go.

Yan Changyue said: "Don't worry, the situation in the copy is overly fabricated, and the form of expression is more exaggerated. It is based on reality and is deliberately demonized. It will not affect my present. Even if you bring your friends with you... it doesn't matter."

Yan Changyue spoke the last few words more and more softly, almost with a sigh, and they passed briefly in the air. Song Yi was just about to adjust his mood, but when he heard these words, his guilt doubled.

Song Yi said: "I'm sorry, I will contact her and ask her to keep it confidential, although..."

He wanted to say a lot but he would not tell anyone. However, the situation just now came to his mind. It was the defensive attitude of the two people towards each other. It would be difficult for them to trust each other immediately. He had to swallow the second half of the sentence and asked:

"Are you aware of the state of the dungeon? The boss there is very similar to you, but there are still some differences. I saw someone in the swimming pool and heard her singing, but in the dungeon, when I asked the boss about her, the boss was unwilling to tell me. Do you know her identity?"

Although he asked this, according to the "relationship between the copy and Yan Changyue", Yan Changyue must know who the other party is. Song Yi said this, which was somewhat "desperate and desperate". When he was at a loss, he first found a topic to divert attention.

Yan Changyue also cooperated and said, "I know."

But with the next sentence, Song Yi saw Yan Changyue's smile slowly fade away, revealing a calm face. He also heard Yan Changyue's voice, slowly saying:

"My mother died in the place she created and loved to go."

Song Yi's heart slowly rose with the sound, his lips opened and closed, trying to make a sound, but for a moment, the face of the statue jumped out, more like the person in front of him, the toughness soaked in sadness, the subtle edge brought out, also like the vague light in the night.

Yan Changyue continued, "On the night of my brother's birthday."

"What I saw..." Song Yi said with difficulty.

Yan Changyue nodded and replied: "It is part of my past. There will be traces of copy corrections, but it doesn't matter. Those are already in the past."

Song Yi shook his head, stared at the other party, and said seriously: "No, what I want to say is that after seeing those things, I can't continue to fulfill the agreement."

"No, to be exact, I don't want to wait any longer. I want to fall in love with you now."

"Yan Changyue, I like you, let's go out together?"

Yan Changyue looked at him and replied in a tender voice: "Of course, I promised that I would do it for you..."

"No." Song Yi interrupted the other party and raised his hand to cover Yan Changyue's mouth. He said seriously: "It's not for me, it's for you. Do you like me? Are you willing to date me?"

Yan Changyue laughed out loud, her warm breath falling on his fingertips. When he subconsciously curled his fingers, Yan Changyue raised her right hand, held his hand, interlocked their fingers, and said sincerely: "I like you, and I am willing to share life and death with you."

Song Yi's rare toughness collapsed in an instant, leaving only a stupid cat waiting for his brain to return, but the atmosphere was just right and the other party was not stupid.

At this moment, Yan Changyue raised her left hand again, no longer on his cheek, and she had no choice but to grab his collar and gently pull it down. The force she used was not strong, but Song Yi still followed the movement and slowly lowered his head. They moved closer to each other, their breath blending together, and at the moment when their noses lightly touched, they felt the warmth of each other. He shuddered at first, then he suppressed the instinct to retreat, slowly turned his head, and moved his lips over. When their lips were about to touch, the system prompt sounded.

"Congratulations to all players. We have passed the third round of competition. The rules for the next game have changed. The relevant information has been sent to your mailbox. Please go to the venue as soon as possible and check the follow-up arrangements in time to avoid missing the preparation time."

Song Yi stepped back violently, and the distance between them widened again. Song Yi felt the curse rising up in his heart, but amid the laughter, he could only pout and rub Yan Changyue's cheeks with both hands to break up the cheerful laughter.

God swears, if Noah's Ark is scolded, it is not unfair at all. He always sends such annoying prompts when others are intimate. This time it is played on the public screen. Because of his existence, even if Yan Changyue does not have the system, she has her own stardust and can still hear relevant information.

"You're not laughing at me, are you?" Song Yi asked, suppressing his strong emotions. Even though he pulled his hand back and let Yan Changyue go, he still felt depressed.

Yan Changyue smiled and said, "Of course not. Among so many stardusts, you have passed three levels in a row and still have the energy to help your friends. No matter from which aspect, I will be proud of you. But the competition is important, and I am also looking forward to your performance. As for other things... we have more time, so we can talk about it when you come back."

Another nice and tactful remark. Song Yi was no longer the same person he used to be. He was somewhat immune to this and his alertness rose instantly.

He asked, "I'm going to the stadium, what are you going to do?"

Yan Changyue paused and replied, "I came back in a hurry and I do have some finishing work to do. I will pick you up this time."

Good guy, it's all because of work! Song Yi thought indignantly, and waved to Yan Changyue to show that he understood. But before teleporting into the arena, he couldn't help but smile and said to Yan Changyue:

"See you later, boyfriend."