Help, I've become a paper man

Only when you are full can you have the energy to use your brain.

Song Yi comforted himself, and after preparing the dishes, he and Xiao Sui sat by the window and were about to start eating.

Xiao Sui suddenly said: "I thought you had changed, fortunately, you would still choose this place."

Song Yi picked up the chopsticks and asked, "Do I usually like to sit here?"

"Yes, you said that if you sit high, you can see farther." After Xiao Sui finished speaking, he turned to look at Song Yi and said:

“When you’re a kid, you love looking at clouds, and then you start looking at them, continuing them, telling your stories.”

It was a special turn and the topic became more complicated. Song Yi understood every word, but it was difficult to understand when he heard it.

He asked, “What’s the story?”

Xiao Sui ate two bites before answering, "All kinds. If you want me to comment, you can look at the phone. The screen above shows our thoughts."

Song Yi turned on his phone and before starting to eat, he caught the conversation. Since their phones had very similar screens, he interrupted the meal with a small talk.

When he first saw it, he was still thinking that they had eaten the enemy's family.

After a chat, Song Yi realized that it was a misunderstanding. The characters above were different, and the two people he thought "similar" were not very similar.

Only in appearance, wearing the same clothes, Song Yi originally thought that it was because of different painters, so the style of painting changed. It turned out that the two above were just from the same school.

So the school uniforms they wore were of the same style, which became a similarity.

Even in Song Yi's case, the person wearing the same clothes is his OC, and when Xiao Sui was asked about it, he received a resounding answer.

"She's my wife." Xiao Sui said.

Song Yi paused, his voice filled with fear, and asked, "Ah? What? What?"

At this moment, Song Yi just felt that he was old, a little unable to adapt to the times, unable to keep up with the thinking of young people, and there were more and more words he couldn't understand.

Xiao Sui was particularly patient with his childhood friend. He really slowed down his eating speed and started to explain to Song Yi.

The good news is that even if they are paper figures, their "wives" are indeed not the same person.

But the bad news is that Song Yioc’s master and Xiaosui’s wife’s master are the same, so objectively speaking, they are still brothers.

"It's too objective..." Song Yi complained, somewhat unbelievable.

In this world, "Song Yi" is not only a student, nor is he just a dream man. He also drags his brothers together, creates a character for himself, and falls in love with his "wife".

Xiao Sui asked: "Your setting today is to reject the second dimension, do you still like live-action with microphones?"

Song Yi shook his head and replied, "No, I was just thinking...'Song Yi' is really a nobody. He doesn't have enough to bear the hardship of raising an OC, and he has to drag his brothers down with him."

When Xiao Sui heard this, he laughed out loud, buried his face in the food, and focused on eating to hold back the sound.

Song Yi's expression gradually softened. He once again felt the peace of this world and the atmosphere of "students", which made him feel safe and relieved.

The meal in front of him was almost finished, but Xiao Sui still had a lot left. According to his current state, he was talking and laughing while eating, so he wouldn't be able to finish it in a while.

Song Yi had nothing to do, so he picked up his mobile phone and started exploring.

First of all, let’s look at the desktop. Due to the composition of the two people in the picture, his OC position is closer to the front, and his face is facing forward. As for the other one, only his long hair can be seen.

She was facing the screen sideways, as if she did it on purpose; there was a kind of blurred beauty, and her features were even less clear.

There was a special kind of beauty in that atmosphere. Song Yi had a feeling that he had seen it somewhere before, but he couldn't remember where it was.

He could only attribute it to "the remaining memory of the original owner."

In this case, Song Yi thought of a plan. If he couldn't travel back in time and continue to live with Xiao Sui in a short period of time, there would definitely be some differences in their personalities.

Putting aside other things, just looking at their "wives", Xiao Sui did not need time to bear witness. It would only take a matter of minutes for him to believe that he was not the original owner.

Song Yi suddenly had an idea and said, "Look, I can't see this person's face, so I don't know if he is a man or a woman."

"What work is it from? What type of character is it? Tell me more about it. Maybe you liked it when you were a kid, but now you think it's childish."

Song Yi was talking, hoping against hope that Xiao Sui would slowly accept him, and that she might not like him anymore.

Xiao Sui put down his chopsticks, with a look of disbelief on his face, and said seriously: "Don't pretend, this is not the first time you have said such a thing, but it is still too early to brag now."

"Open the album first, click on the favorites, and watch them in order. If you still insist on your opinion after watching the third one, I will treat you to dinner tomorrow!"

Song Yi readily agreed, and added, "After you finish reading it, if I am still determined, you can treat me the day after tomorrow. If you can't insist, I will treat you tomorrow."

Xiao Sui also bravely agreed. Under this person's witness, Song Yi continued to mutter to himself while clicking on the collection.

"I've grown up. What I used to be obsessed with may not be what I like now, right? I..."

Song Yi was talking and watching. He had no interest at first, but in the next moment, he saw the face of the paper man and the hand on the screen trembled slightly.

It's Yan Changyue...

He stared at the screen, then slowly, clenched it, as if he was going to hold it in his hand.

When he realized it, he felt something was wrong. Song Yi subconsciously let go, but his action was too hasty and he dropped the phone without paying attention.

Fortunately, it was not far from the table, and when the phone fell on it, it made a brief "pop" sound, but did not cause any obvious damage.

In the comics he had read, the image of Yan Changyue, especially the face, was exactly the same.

"I... would like it."

Just this one glance made Song Yi's heart soften. He really liked this. Just seeing the picture reminded him of Yan Changyue and he was even more anxious to go back.

He has such an old wife!

"I didn't dare to say it before, but I always felt that your wife was very similar to someone."

"He is also our acquaintance. Mainly, we are familiar with him. That big brother doesn't know us. Hey, look!" He patted the shoulder, moved closer, and winked.

"Speak of people, and they will come..."

Looking over, her long hair was loose and tied casually behind her head. She was wearing casual clothes with her sleeves rolled forward, revealing her strong forearms.

As he continued to move forward and walked slowly from under the shade of the tree, the other party suddenly raised his head, as if he had noticed something, and looked towards them.

Those beautiful eyes, paired with her soft features, make her look even more delicate.

This is also Yan Changyue.

Song Yi heard his heartbeat, beating faster and faster in his chest.

He wanted to sigh, but when he thought of Xiao Sui's words "like the same person", the face of "Song Yi"'s wife here was too similar to Yan Changyue's.

The words he wanted to say took a turn when they reached his lips.

Finally, Song Yi said with emotion: "Excellent quality!"

They should talk about such a beauty!