Help, I've become a paper man

Song Yi took a deep breath. He was not curious about "what will happen after we meet", but asked: "Then why are you waiting there?"

Yan Changyue was silent for two seconds, raised her chin slightly, put her lips on his cheek, and said softly:

"I'm very unlucky... I was warned by some great people before that I would have to endure the malice of the world and live in pain and struggle for the rest of my life. But when I was young, I was unwilling to accept this and tried to escape from it, but I was still caught by fate."

"It's not that you just happened to win, but that you will definitely win. I'm here for you."

"That day, I was at the junction of the inner and outer worlds, waiting for you to break out, and also waiting for you to find me. This was our destiny, and we were destined to meet."

As he spoke, Yan Changyue's hand quietly raised, fell on Song Yi's shoulder, and slowly moved upwards. When the words fell, the man's fingertips had already landed on Song Yi's face, and were carefully stroking his cheek along the lines of the skin.

...Damn it, it's another beauty trap! Song Yi cursed in his heart. He felt that he had experienced this kind of trick many times and was now somewhat immune to it. Yan Changyue still used this trick against him, which was somewhat contemptuous of him!

So, he asked, "Don't you dislike fate?"

After all, in the words just now, Yan Changyue mentioned bad luck. Whether it was talking about big people or the malice of the world, there was not much respect in it. If you taste it carefully, you can even taste a bit of contempt. It doesn't seem like the standard plot that she would obey the arrangement of fate and have a beautiful encounter with him.

Thinking of this, he felt something was wrong and looked down at Yan Changyue. However, due to the angle, his vision was limited and he could not see Yan Changyue's face clearly. Only when they were talking did Yan Changyue raise her head slightly, revealing her clear blue eyes.

But because of this, Song Yi felt something was wrong, and tasted a different flavor from it, like...

Song Yi leaned back and exclaimed, "Wait! You are waiting there, are you planning to kill me?"

People who hate the arrangements of fate will take the initiative to welcome it. Considering Yan Changyue's personality, this is entirely possible. When Song Yi spoke, he basically confirmed his guess. In his sight, the pair of blue eyes blinking made his heart sink.

After a few seconds, the gentle voice sounded, and slowly said: "That was before we met."

At this moment, Song Yi finally understood what Yan Changyue meant when she emphasized "after we met" in her speech just now.

It turns out that when they first met, it seemed that he was holding a gun and Yan Changyue's life was hanging by a thread, but in fact it was just the opposite!

Song Yi felt speechless for a moment. He took a deep breath and was unable to respond for a moment. Mainly because of the current situation, he didn't know what to say. After all, when they first met, their interaction was not really wonderful. If the other party decided not to kill him because of this, he would really have to doubt whether the other party was no longer a masochist.

How could anyone, when being pointed at with a gun and forced to cooperate with an action, not feel angry, nor bear a grudge, and even give up the intention to kill and decide to give the other person a way out?

While he was thinking, the person he was thinking about also stopped and looked at him. Seeing that he had stopped talking, he began to misunderstand his thoughts and explained to him:

"You could say I fell in love with you at first sight."

It's Yan Changyue's way, using sweet words to ease the conflict and try to solve the problem.

Song Yi shook his head, neither agreeing nor refuting. Instead, he changed the subject and asked, "Boss Yan, we are talking about the truth here. Can you tell me something secretly? I mean, are you a little bit...?"

Yan Changyue asked back: "Which one?"

Song Yi further explained: "That is to say, the decision to sign a contract with me was a little bit, uh, because of my behavior?"

Yan Changyue replied: "Of course."

Song Yi breathed a sigh of relief, slowly lowered his head, put his forehead against the other person, and muttered softly: "Haha, it's over, it's really m."

At this point, Yan Changyue finally understood that this kid had pieced together unreliable guesses in his wild imagination. He snorted and laughed, and did not explain further. Instead, he asked with interest:

"Then why are you attracted to me?"

Song Yi stopped and thought about the problem. To some extent, he had to admit that he was teased, but if he really wanted to say it...

"I just like male mothers." Song Yi said confidently.

This time, the speechless person turned to Yan Changyue. The air was quiet for a few seconds. Before anyone knew it, the topic had gone off track again and it was difficult to bring it back.

Yan Changyue's hand continued to move, holding Song Yi's cheek, and the distance between them was shortened again. Song Yi's breath fell on his hand, further warming his slightly cool fingertips, and a hazy ambiguity rose.

This time, without Noah's Ark's reminder, Song Yi took the initiative to break the situation, touched the other party's forehead lightly, and asked:

"Okay, pause for a moment. A disaster is imminent. It doesn't seem appropriate to talk about love. Purgatory is coming. You don't seem to be panicked at all?"

Yan Changyue raised her head, rubbed her nose against Song Yi's nose, and said in a relaxed tone: "Yes, don't worry, someone will solve the problem."

"Who?" Song Yi asked subconsciously.

Although Noah's Ark is unreliable, it is not a joke. The broadcast keeps ringing, and it doesn't seem to be an unimportant matter. He didn't even mention any other solutions except running.

Yan Changyue laughed and continued, "You will see...what is peerless beauty in a moment. Don't worry, Boss Feng is here, he will solve the problem."

Song Yi blinked. He felt his brain was a little confused. He could hear every word clearly, but when they were put together, the content was confusing.

"Boss Feng, are you referring to Feng Jihuan? Is Jiaojiao also describing him?" Song Yi asked with hesitation in his tone. He even suspected that he had heard wrongly.

But Yan Changyue nodded in approval, and further said: "His brother is still here, and he will intervene, at least when Purgatory spreads in the early stages, so that the disaster will not come too quickly."

This sentence was even more magical. Song Yi found it difficult to understand the content. The plot of the comics emerged again. Those whipping actions did not seem fake, and the damage to Sui Yuesheng was clearly visible, but... wait, something was wrong!

Song Yi suddenly realized the problem. Sui Yuesheng was originally a little shy and seemed unwilling to have anything to do with the other party, but after chatting in the copy, Sui Yuesheng could use the word "brother" more easily when mentioning Feng Jihuan.

When did their relationship become so good? Wasn't teleportation a matter of a second? Or was there something else going on?

Song Yi asked: "Brother? Sui Yuesheng? Are they close?"

Yan Changyue nodded and said, "Yes, the relationship is very good. Don't be fooled by appearances. Feng Jihuan is a real coward. Don't be afraid, and don't just look at it with your eyes. Don't make a direct definition just because of something, and label people rashly."

As she spoke, Yan Changyue moved closer and closer. Her right hand was still on Song Yi's face, but the other hand had already reached his neck. As their breaths got closer, it was a close kiss.

Song Yi subconsciously leaned back to avoid further intimacy. At that second, his nose almost wrinkled. His eyes were fixed on Yan Changyue, and his expression gradually became serious. It was not because he disliked the other party, but because he was too familiar with her. He knew the other party's purpose and wanted to blur the subject.

He said, “You’re trying to trick me.”

"I remember now. At the beginning, you treated me like a child. How could you fall in love at first sight?"

As Song Yi spoke, he slightly turned his head and put his cheek against Yan Changyue's hand. He kissed her fingertips lightly, then raised his hand to touch Yan Changyue's face, and pinched her nose before she could speak.

"Stop telling lies and saying sweet words, Yan Changyue, and don't make me angry," he said.

Yan Changyue blinked, her blue eyes were still clear, and when she spoke again, her voice was helpless yet still gentle.

"Oh, you found me. What made me cooperate was not love, but another kind of emotion. But I can't deny that I am attracted to you."

Song Yi asked: "Why? Are you going to say now that I am different from every Stardust you know?"