Help, I've become a paper man

Song Yi sat on the floor, staring blankly at the downstairs. Heitan paced beside him, and the sound of horse hooves made a "clacking clacking" sound. Seeing that he ignored the horse, he would come over and nudge Song Yi from time to time.

He was brought back to his senses by the knock, and every time he was very considerate and touched the head of the horse that came over for support.

After a while of pulling between the man and the horse, one of them finally figured it out. Unfortunately, it was not Song Yi, but Heitan.

Heitan didn't understand, but he respected him, thinking that he was because he "didn't get a kiss", so he lowered his head condescendingly. The next moment, his wet nose touched Song Yi's face and rubbed it gently. His breath sprayed on his skin, which made it a little itchy. Song Yi just raised his hand and wanted to touch his brother's head, but he sneezed subconsciously.

The previous second, Heitan was comforting him gently, but the next moment, he decided that he was ungrateful and kicked him without any hesitation.

Song Yi had no time to get up and rolled on the ground in a rather awkward manner to avoid the two consecutive kicks.

He cried, "Heitan, you are a baby, but whether you are a boy or a girl, there should be distance between brothers!"

Heitan ignored him, and when he saw that he could dodge, he became interested and chased him and stepped on him. Hei Tan didn't mind at first, and followed Heitan's movements and dodged smoothly. However, this coordination was ruined. Heitan treated this as fun and mistakenly thought that Song Yi was playing a game with him, so he chased him and stepped on him.

It lasted for half a minute, and Song Yi was too lazy to continue. When he turned over, he simply hugged the opponent's horse legs, as if he was picking up the big guy in front of him, and immediately received a "passionate" snort to wash his face.

Song Yi put down the horse's hoof, rubbed his face with his arm, and said in a mumbling voice: "Don't make noise, I'm thinking."

Perhaps Heitan understood, so he shook his head, swung his tail and left, no longer paying any attention to the strange human.

Instead, Song Yi followed, walked behind Heitan, and asked, "Don't go, you know your father better, analyze it with me, he just touched the tip of my nose."

Heitan stopped, turned around and snorted at him. There was no expression on the horse's face. Song Yi inexplicably felt an emotion, as if it was expressing "contempt" for him.

...I must be overthinking it. Song Yi comforted himself in his heart, how could a horse have any expression.

So, he continued, "I think there must be other meanings, Heitan, what do you think? You also think he has some meaning, right?"

Heitan ignored him and just quickened his pace, running out of the room and heading straight for the stairs.

Song Yi muttered, "Little kid like you can go to eat by yourself, and adults like me can also do my own things." After going out, he still followed Heitan. He was relieved when he saw it walk into the cafeteria. However, the human brain will start to think about random things if it doesn't think about what it is doing.

When he turned to leave, he subconsciously touched the tip of his nose, but there was no warmth left by Yan Changyue there any longer. It wasn't really a touch, it wasn't even a caress, it wasn't even a finger stroking across it. After Song Yi finished speaking, Yan Changyue's upper body slightly leaned forward, and in front of his wide eyes, she raised her hand and gently placed the tip of her index finger on the tip of his nose.

Song Yi stared at Yan Changyue as his own heartbeat sounded. Each of them was looking at the other in their eyes.

Yan Changyue said with a smile: "This...of course not."

It was his answer to "want to kiss".

What did he say at that time? He subconsciously said: "How can your warm mouth say such cold words?"

The second half of the sentence became softer and softer because of the touch on his waist. Yan Changyue stuffed the card into his pocket. He didn't pay attention to the thin cloth, nor did he think about the other person's body temperature. All he could think about was Yan Changyue's drooping eyelashes and the faint shadow on her cheekbones.

Now that I think about it, he would suddenly jump up and down on the spot while walking. Even if he quickly calmed down and walked forward, he still couldn't stop smiling for a while.

He completely forgot how he laughed at Xia Hao at first.

Fortunately, he still remembered to do serious work and walked upstairs again. Yan Changyue's investment had been accepted. He checked the space and found that there was no shortage of basic supplies. The housekeeper had prepared enough, and it would be more than enough even if he entered the dungeon twice more.

But he does have places where he wants to spend money.

During the gap in his daze just now, Song Yi not only checked the items, but also added Jasmine as a friend and asked some questions, such as whether their family had any craftsmen. The good news was that Jasmine answered very straightforwardly that they did have some, and they were kept in the base, and Song Yi could even find them by just going upstairs.

The bad news is that Jasmine not only heard about his "feat", but also went to the person involved to ask Song Yi to answer whether he really went there as soon as the copy was over, rushed into the conference room, and picked up Yan Changyue and spun around in circles in front of everyone.

This is something Song Yi has already solved. He already knows the address and directly performs a read-but-not-reply operation.

Thinking of this, he had already reached the fourth floor and was looking for Room 404 in the corridor. As soon as he knocked on the door, he heard a loud roar from inside, cursing: "You still remember to come back!"

Song Yi paused before asking, "Hello? I'm here to order props. Is Master Zhang here?"

As he spoke, there were tiny noises inside, like something heavy being dragged on the ground, which kept getting heavier. The sound alone was a little scary, but when he finished speaking, the sound disappeared. The atmosphere around him became even more intense, as if the approaching sound suddenly disappeared. It did not give people a sense of security, but rather it was more like something had reached the door and was now lying behind the door, quietly observing outside.

Song Yi frowned slightly and stared at the door without moving. For a moment, he felt a chill climbing up his spine.

A few seconds later, a voice sounded from inside. Compared to the loud male voice before, the tone of the voice this time was vague, and it was difficult to tell whether it was a man or a woman. The voice just asked in a low voice: "Who are you? What do you want to order?"

Song Yi did not answer the first question, but just said: "I need a device that can shield my perception. It should be as small as possible and can be carried with me."

There was silence again. Half a minute later, he spoke again, repeating "You are the guest" like a tape recorder. After Song Yi responded, he continued to repeat it, and his voice became louder and louder, which seemed a bit noisy.

Song Yi held back for a moment, and couldn't help but ask, "Is Master Zhang here?"

With these words, the room returned to silence. A few seconds later, a faint sound was heard again, but it quickly stopped and then the sound was heard again.

"No, no, wait."

This time the voice was clear, the tone and intonation more like a child's, mixed with shuffling sounds.

Song Yi replied, "I see, thank you," then stepped back silently and returned to the stairs to continue waiting.

No matter how you look at it, everything inside seems wrong. While people are still observing courtesy, let's wait for the master here to come back before we can make the transaction!