Help, I've become a paper man

The building has perfect security. Song Yi originally thought that Yan Changyue might have to go through some procedures to take them upstairs, such as application, which would be a bit troublesome. Unexpectedly, when this big shot walked to the gate, when the guard bowed and greeted him, he had already raised his right hand and placed it on the glass. The color there was different from other places, with a light blue color.

With a "beep" sound, a sentence flashed on the glass, which read "Welcome Master Yan Changyue!"

The tightly closed door opened.

Seeing the changes, Song Yi tilted his head and leaned close to Heitan's ear, like a primary school student or a kindergarten kid showing off his new knowledge, and said to him: "See, we heard about the popular science last time, fingerprint verification is also the ID card of the new era."

Heitan snorted, followed Yan Changyue's footsteps, and ignored him.

He looked at the man and horse walking forward, and also saw the smiling security guard. He shrugged and caught up with them. The group took the elevator from the first floor.

After walking in, Yan Changyue raised her hand again and pressed it on the elevator door, and the floor was displayed. Under the gaze of two pairs of eyes, Yan Changyue skillfully clicked on the panel, and in addition to choosing to reach the top floor, she also set a slow speed and then turned off the elevator light. Because the building uses a lot of glass, the walls of the elevator are also made of glass, so you can enjoy the lights outside as the elevator goes up.

It was at this time that Song Yi discovered that if he continued walking along this road, he would find a park with a lake in the middle. Although he could not see the crowd clearly, he could still feel the bustle. There were lights floating on the lake, like cruise ships.

"Do you like this world?" Yan Changyue asked.

Song Yi subconsciously looked over and met Yan Changyue's eyes. The swaying light fell on that face, making her eyebrows and eyes softer, and made him subconsciously take a step forward and get closer. When Yan Changyue was looking at people, the light outside the building also fell into those eyes, like a clear lake, reflecting the fireworks of the world.

The elevator reached the top floor, the lights and elevator doors opened together, and a cold wind blew in, making him shiver.

The next second, he had a strange thought: If this really becomes the setting of the Hunger Games, the protagonist has to pass by the boss once and act as a "camera" to shoot. It's like a mermaid in the moonlight. Not to mention the crew, even the bow pole will follow.

Yan Changyue kept smiling as she naturally shifted her gaze and walked onto the rooftop terrace. Heitan, the daddy's boy, moved quickly and followed Yan Changyue closely, even deliberately leaning over to rub against Yan Changyue twice while walking. He was extremely clingy and did not give anyone else any room to "interfere".

Song Yi, who was isolated by the horse, followed behind, spreading his arms, feeling the wind blowing past him, and looking at the lights around him from above. The dots of light formed a colorful river of lights, which reminded him of the underwater copy and the brief sea of ​​stars when he touched it...

The two humans each had their own thoughts. Heitan had nothing to consider. He acted coquettishly for a while, then found a place to shelter himself from the wind, fell into the shade, and was about to fall asleep. Song Yi saw this and subconsciously wanted to say, "Don't sleep, you'll catch a cold easily." But then he suddenly remembered, can the battle pets in this world sleep like this?

After thinking for two seconds, he gave up caring about the horse and took advantage of the child's sleep to continue what he had been interrupted with his father and talk about some adult topics.

Song Yi walked in front of Yan Changyue, blocking her line of sight, turned around and asked, "Why don't you want to give me the qualification certification?"

Too blunt words came out of his mouth. He looked at Yan Changyue's face, patted his own face with his right hand, and thought "sin, sin" in his heart, as a confession from the evil beauty. As for beating her, there was no need for that, he couldn't bring himself to do it.

Yan Changyue looked at him, her expression still gentle, no emotion could be seen, but she replied: "You can live a healthy and happy life and enjoy the beauty of this world."

This is totally a declaration from an old father, saying he won't be a daddy. Song Yi complained in his heart.

He was silent for two seconds, and then asked: "If I still don't have the qualification certification, can you take me with you next time you work?"

"No," Yan Changyue replied. As she looked into his eyes, she slowly put away her smile and explained in a gentle tone, "You won't like my job."

The voice was seductive enough, coupled with those gentle eyes. Song Yi clenched his palms and restrained himself from agreeing to everything the man said.

and so……

"Does this world have superpowers? Can your ability make people obedient?" Song Yi asked.

The information strung together in his memory: the cooperation of the store clerk, his subconscious concession, Ling Zhi's sleep... He looked into Yan Changyue's eyes, which were like a pool of light blue ice spring, making him unable to remember what color he saw at first.

Yan Changyue sighed silently, took a half step forward, stopped in front of him, and replied: "The world is multifaceted. I began to know when I was a child that not only what you see in front of you is real. Song Yi, most people will choose to enjoy the world, some will become warriors, and for others, their fate is semi-fixed. It seems that their coming-of-age ceremony is to touch the 'taboo'."

"I touched it, was dragged into it, and acquired a 'weapon' of equal value, and you are part of it."

Song Yi didn't say anything. He felt a shock, not just from Yan Changyue's words. He suddenly realized that Yan Changyue was looking at him and calling out his name sincerely. At that moment, there was no sound of bells, no shaking of the ground, no shadow of the inner world. Yet, he still felt the shock, as if the world was shaking at that moment.

It was like he was accepted into the world.

Yan Changyue opened her arms and continued to walk towards him, saying in a gentle tone: "You have the right to enjoy the world. My 'weapons' are enough for you to rest. You don't have to rush to battlefields for the time being."

Song Yi stared into his eyes. The blue sank and seemed to become lighter, being covered by ice. A smile slowly climbed up his face, like a human being who was rushing towards the Siren. The distance between them kept shortening, and his warm breath fell on his neck. He said "Yan Changyue" and took two steps back, leaning his back against the guardrail, and distanced himself again before regaining some reason.

"Who are you talking to?" he asked.

What he felt was not a strong control, but more like the aftermath of a vibration. Yan Changyue was doing something that he couldn't reach at the moment.

Yan Changyue stopped where she was, slowly lowered her hands, and looked at him with eyes that returned to their usual blue color, simply "looking" at him.

Song Yi asked: "Will my certification have a negative impact on you?"

Yan Changyue paused for two seconds and replied, "Besides I'll be worried about you... no."

"That's easy." Song Yi said as he took a few steps back. Without looking back, he supported himself with his hands and sat on the guardrail.

"This world is a no-man's land in the eyes of other life forms. In other words..."

The wind at night was cooler. He sat on the guardrail, and when he spread his arms again, his body was still stable. His clothes were pulled by the wind, and it seemed as if he was swaying with the wind.

He laughed and said, "Let's start creating gods!"