Help, I've become a paper man

As usual, the housekeeper was perfunctory, but under pressure from his insistence, he changed his strategy halfway. The usually calm housekeeper even pretended to be helpless, but Song Yi had already made up his mind, so how could he fall for it?

In the end, under Song Yi's strong request, the housekeeper finally agreed to "help find a solution."

Song Yi said, "Thank you, uncle. Uncle is so kind. It's still uncle who cares about me and is willing to help me."

In fact, he knew in his heart that the housekeeper was annoyed with him. After all, when the other party was working, he followed closely behind and didn't say much. He just called "Uncle" from time to time to make his presence felt, as if calling a soul.

The truth was similar to what he guessed. After all, that leisurely tone sounded corny when heard once, and sounded like calling for the soul when heard too much.

No matter which one it was, it gave the butler goose bumps all over his body. This dedicated butler, in his annoyance, chose to "let the person who should bear it all solve the problem himself."

Half an hour later, the housekeeper came back and Song Yi was already sitting on the ground, reading the comments.

Not only did he not feel bored, he also took the time to have a quarrel with Noah's Ark. Regarding the point that "comments cannot be made on comics", Noah's Ark firmly refused to give in. In the end, Song Yi was helpless and could only complain in his heart, "What a tasteless guy," and threw it aside.

Now that the housekeeper has returned, Song Yi looked up as soon as he heard the footsteps. As soon as his eyes met the other person's, he smiled.

The butler stopped walking, with no expression on his face. He just handed the thing in his hand down and said, "What you want."

It was a rectangular object, the size of a palm. Song Yi raised his hand to take it, and after fiddling with it for a while, he figured out its function. It was similar to a mobile phone, but with far fewer functions, only small games and calls.

There is no dial button, let alone contact information, so it is obvious that only one person can be contacted. In this case, it is self-evident who can be called when the butler sends the call.

But Song Yi was still rude and said, "Oh? I was looking for a living person, but he also turned into a paper man?"

The housekeeper ignored his nonsense, took a step back, looked at Song Yi, and said simply: "The communicator has been updated and a new function has been installed. It can contact the owner of the house. If you need it, you can just press the call button."

After explaining everything clearly, the butler was about to leave. Song Yi also stood up, said his farewell words fluently, and prepared to see him off.

Just then, he suddenly thought of something and subconsciously asked, "Wait, am I not a child? This does not require age for entertainment?"

At that moment, he thought of a lot of things, from games to comics, to websites, but the next second, the butler's reply wiped it all out.

The housekeeper said: "Don't think too much, it's a children's communicator, and can only call the guardian."

The atmosphere became gloomy again. The butler did not stop and walked out of Song Yi's sight in a few steps. Soon even the sound of his footsteps could not be heard. Only he was left there, still standing there, his mind briefly recovering.

Half a minute later, Song Yi murmured to himself:

"This kind of relationship is inappropriate."

But no matter what he thought, no one answered at this time. Song Yi put the idea aside again and stopped worrying about it meaninglessly.

He walked towards his room, pressing the "Call" button and holding the communicator to his ear.

There was a few seconds of waiting time. Song Yi counted his own footsteps and listened to the "beep" of the communicator. When he reached the twelfth step, he was about to complain that he was walking too fast when he heard the "whoosh" sound of the wind and a busy tone coming from the receiver.

Then a gentle male voice asked with a smile: "You're back? Is there anything you want to tell me?"

Song Yi choked and stopped where he was. He couldn't find his voice for a moment and couldn't answer.

Two seconds later, Yan Changyue's voice sounded, and she asked again: "I heard from the housekeeper that you were in a hurry to find me. Did you miss me? Or were you not having a good time outside?"

His tone was still gentle, with a faint smile, but his voice was a little lower than before. During the time when they were silent, the sound of the wind on the other side was clearer.

Song Yi asked: "Are you at the beach?"

The seemingly inexplicable words made Yan Changyue pause, and then she asked back: "Why do you feel that way?"

Song Yi replied obediently: "I heard a sound, like the one I heard on your island before..."

He only said this and was still trying to organize his words, but he realized that he could not think of a description. Rather than saying that he did not know how to describe it so that Yan Changyue could understand, it was better to put it simply that all this was just his simple feeling without any specific basis.

The behavior, which sounded a bit clumsy, did make Yan Changyue laugh out loud, but it was a good-natured laugh, and when she spoke again, her tone was rising.

"Yes, your ears and intuition are equally... sharp." Yan Changyue said, coughed lightly, and asked: "So, is it because you miss me?"

His words brought the topic back to the beginning, but the difference was that now it had a certain ambiguous flavor, more like flirting than chatting.

When Song Yi said "yes", he slowly turned around, leaned against the wall and sighed.

For her own lack of success, for her current development, and even more for the voices that fell into her ears... Yan Changyue was still smiling!

Song Yi said: "Are you busy with work? Can I contact you later?"

Yan Changyue replied: "Busy, but please contact me, I am thinking about you too."

It looked like an invitation, but in fact it was a rejection, but it was also an attitude of glad acceptance, which completely disrupted Song Yi's thoughts. He had originally planned to settle for the second best and switch to text message harassment and leave messages to Yan Changyue, but now it was difficult to explain.

Song Yi took a deep breath and continued to talk unyieldingly, starting from his own battle and talking about buying grain after the victory. He then specifically asked the other party how to take photos with the communicator. He squatted down, arranged the two photos, took a photo and sent it to Yan Changyue, and then...

Song Yi said, "Isn't it handsome? I earned it with my face. Don't disbelieve me. I was too boastful and said some weird things. It's so embarrassing today... I almost bought you a new house."

Yan Changyue smiled but did not answer. Instead, she made a suggestion, saying, "I will need some time. The urgent problem I had solved has been solved, but I still have some work to deal with. I need to finish it as soon as possible. The rest of the time I have to spend... with you."

"But before that, you still need to hold on a little bit. If you feel bored, you can go play with your friends, but try to stay at the stadium or at home, and don't run around outside."

Song Yi had been fed with sweet words, not to mention that pretty face was still smiling at him, so there was nothing he could do at that moment - more importantly, Yan Changyue was at work, and they had been chatting for a while, so it was time to let go, but he couldn't be too clingy.

He agreed immediately and took the initiative to say, "Don't worry, don't worry, you go ahead and do your work, I'm not a kid anymore."

This was completely different from the previous attitude of "wanting to talk to a lover", and was full of "consideration" and "cooperation". If the butler saw this scene, even if he maintained politeness on the surface, he would definitely sneer in his heart.

But now the person opposite was Yan Changyue, who not only did not laugh at him, but also continued to praise him with a smile. With just a few words, Song Yi became even more deeply immersed in it, even feeling a little elated.

It was not until the call was disconnected and Song Yi was left alone that he gradually came to his senses and realized something was wrong.

Now comes the problem...

Azai usually doesn't go out and doesn't have many friends. The timing is bad as the people he can talk to are busy, leaving him the only one with nothing to do. Where can he go to "find friends to play with"?