Help, I've become a paper man

It was not the first time that he heard this sentence, but it was rare that this time it did not bring Song Yi a sense of security, but an inexplicable "ominous" meaning mixed in. What made Song Yi even more silent was that Yan Changyue's emotions, at this time, showed responsibility and care, but there was not much warmth left in it.

He still subconsciously asked: "Are you okay? Is there anything I can do?"

Yan Changyue paused for a moment after blurting out his concern, then smiled and shook her head, saying, "Let's not talk about anything else for now. If you are free, can you take Heitan to lunch for me?"

Song Yi did not answer at first. He looked at Yan Changyue, feeling somewhat disappointed but also a little amused.

This is clearly a change of subject.

He asked, "What if I really am an adult?"

You won’t be treated as a child anymore, right?

Yan Changyue blinked and said gently, "Your current body is indeed."

It was obvious that she didn't believe him but wanted to coax him.

Song Yi felt bored. He didn't want to talk about this anymore. He casually put the cufflinks into his pocket and swallowed the words he wanted to ask the cufflinks, "I have a lot of mental power, do you need it?", along with the words "I'm not a child, I can help you".

He shifted his gaze away, no longer looking at Yan Changyue, and casually replied, "Oh, okay," then turned around, put his hand on Heitan, and was about to take his brother away.

"Wait a moment." Yan Changyue said, interrupting Song Yi's actions. He wanted to act cool and express how angry he was with his actions. He ignored the call, but felt that if he did so... he would be like a rebellious teenager arguing with his elders, so he stopped again and turned to look over.

During the eye contact, Yan Changyue did not speak at first, but her eyes fell on his face, and her gaze carefully explored his anger and grievance. The man laughed again, and not only did his facial lines soften, the laughter that slipped out from his lips sounded more like a sigh.

"Ling Zhi said that the score of your and Jasmine's dungeon has not yet been released. With two endings, the final score should not be low."

"Be careful on your third copy."

As Yan Changyue spoke, his eyes became softer. After he finished speaking, he raised his hand, with a card already between his fingertips. Song Yi was attracted by his face and didn't notice where the card came from. He was startled for a moment, and then something even more surprising happened.

He took a step forward, closing the distance between him and Song Yi, and continued, "I don't believe in random matching. How about... choosing an open-ended dungeon with a higher difficulty but fixed content?"

Song Yi asked back: "Do you want me to choose this?"

Yan Changyue didn't nod or shake her head, but just said: "Open dungeons require a two-person team. The 'players' who can enter are not limited to Stardust. We can do it together."

This time he didn't say anything nice like "I swore an oath."

Song Yi was comforted instantly. For a second he thought that he was being controlled, but he forgot it the next moment. He still held Heitan with dignity and was lightly bumped by the horse's body. He didn't realize that he was using too much force. Fortunately, Heitan was smart and directly stepped on him with the horse's hoof. Song Yi subconsciously dodged and let go of his hand.

This time, it was a man and a horse staring at each other. Under Heitan's condemning gaze, Song Yi felt quite embarrassed. He had to pretend to be busy and walked towards Yan Changyue, saying, "Okay, let's go now."

What he didn't expect was that Yan Changyue shook her head and corrected him, "Not now. The open dungeon requires an entrance. Ling Zhi is organizing people to sign up and gather enough places to open the door. We still have time to go later."

Song Yi stopped and stood where he was, feeling even more embarrassed than before. He looked towards Yan Changyue with a hint of "expectation" in his eyes, waiting for this person to give him another chance.

Yan Changyue did not disappoint him. Under his gaze, she shook her finger again, showing the card in her hand, and said directly: "You are already an adult, and you have to learn some things. There is no butler this time, so you need to prepare your own supplies."

When the message reached Song Yi's mind, he couldn't help but scream silently in his heart.

Shit! He started spending the sponsor's money! Our relationship is a little different now!

When he said it, he asked, "Do you carry a supplementary card with you?"

Yan Changyue was also stunned, and said with a smile: "No, this is my card, you can use it too."

Song Yi wanted to say something, but his tongue seemed to be tied. When he blurted out something, he asked, "Can I spend it casually?"

Yan Changyue nodded.

The awkwardness that had just arisen disappeared, and Song Yi felt relieved for some reason. Thinking that Yan Changyue would not let him down, he took a step forward and subconsciously spread his arms. The second before physical contact, the hug that was about to take place was stopped. Yan Changyue turned her wrist, and the card rested on his shoulder, stopping him from getting closer.

Yan Changyue joked: "Adults should pay attention to social distance."

His movements stopped here. They stared at each other. The distance between them was not far, close enough that he could see his somewhat dazed face reflected in those blue eyes, and also the gentle smile in those eyes. However, no matter how hard he looked, there was no intention of negotiation in those eyes.

Yan Changyue didn't want to hug him, which was his protest against his age, and now it paid off.

Song Yi was silent for two seconds, said "OK", lowered his head to take the card handed to him by Yan Changyue, and slowly lowered his raised hands.

Along with Yan Changyue's gentle sigh, it seemed that the person who accepted his fate at this moment was not Song Yi.

Because in the next second, Yan Changyue's body leaned forward slightly, and when he tensed his body reflexively, Yan Changyue grabbed his wrist through the fabric of the gloves, and the distance between them became closer than when they were still there.

Song Yi heard his own heartbeat.

Then there was Yan Changyue's breath and chuckle falling on her ear, and finally Yan Changyue's voice, "I thought you would correct...what I just said."

Song Yi uttered an "ah". He could not see his red face and only noticed the rising body temperature. He did not notice the animal ears that suddenly popped out of his head. Instead, when he realized that there was no breath falling on his earlobes, he breathed a sigh of relief and followed Yan Changyue's words and asked, "What did you just say? Social distance between adults?"

"Yes." Yan Changyue said, letting go of his hand, taking a step back, standing face to face with him, and asked with a smile: "Then what do you think...if you were an adult, what would be the appropriate distance between us?"

Song Yi controlled his racing heart, his eyes falling on Yan Changyue's curved eyebrows and drooping eyelashes. His gaze continued to move downwards, resting on Yan Changyue's cheekbones. Under the light shadow, the big man's skin looked even fairer and more delicate, making his thoughts unclear.

Hesitating between "the sponsor is trying to seduce me" and "I feel a little embarrassed", Song Yi suddenly had an idea.

He said, “I want to kiss you.”