Help, I've become a paper man

Chapter 379 It doesn’t matter

Song Yi didn't answer, but took a step forward, passed by them and left first.

In silence, he walked towards the gate, obviously not intending to stay, at least not to live with Yan Changyue.

An Xiaochun looked at his back and laughed out loud. He turned to look at Yan Changyue and asked, "Aren't you angry?"

Yan Changyue said casually: "It doesn't matter, I will die too, maybe next time, maybe the next time, I will become stardust, and then..."

As she spoke, Yan Changyue smiled, and even her voice was filled with laughter, and she said softly:

"In the future, everything will continue without an end. For the final victory, I hope that the living can kill me, cut me up, forge the necessary weapons, and protect more people."

The tone became softer and softer, like a person in sleep talking about his sweet dream.

An Xiaochun was silent, exhaled, and said slowly: "Yes, it's because of you that most of the time, I can't understand you. Those people have nothing to do with you anymore. It's not your responsibility. You don't have to think about them."

"After all, when the Yan family was in trouble, no one lent a hand. Only you brothers were there to support them."

"No matter how much you repay evil with kindness, you can't be so dedicated, Boss Yan."

Yan Changyue explained: "It was so sudden. Even my father gave up on us for the sake of justice. How could I ask others to die for us?"

"What's more, most people had a hard time making a living at that time."

An Xiaochun ignored him and continued with his own thoughts, saying, "But this is also why, when I am not with An Xiaochun, I always follow you."

"Yan Zhichun thinks it's related. You are his only relative, and he can't come to see you."

Yan Changyue did not refute this. She just waved her hand, motioning the other party to follow her, and then left first. In the middle of the night, she went to the study and prepared to continue working.

An Xiaochun yawned and looked reluctant, but still followed behind and continued to work overtime reluctantly.

But when he passed by, An Xiaochun kept complaining, "I don't understand you. When you went to see Xingchen, we all thought that you would take action as soon as he showed up."

"You didn't kill him, that's all, you even brought him home, as if you were going to take good care of him."

"That's fine. His thoughts, his world, and everything he can touch are all completely under your control. You can shape him into whatever you want."

"But you are a little crazy. First you took him to Lingzhi's territory, and then you let him contact Yunsu. Now you send him to Zhigui."

"What do you want to do?"

An Xiaochun became more energetic as he spoke. The sleepiness he had just felt disappeared, and his eyes seemed to emit the light of a ferocious beast in the dark night.

The person being watched walked leisurely and said slowly, "I want him to understand the world, to see it clearly from different people and different angles..."

The following words were blurred on the tip of his tongue and Yan Changyue swallowed them. Even though An Xiaochun was familiar with him, he could not hear the fragmented words clearly.

So, An Xiaochun knew that Yan Changyue didn't want to say it, at least she didn't want to tell him.

"Okay, if you don't want to talk, then don't talk. It doesn't matter. Yan Zhichun will listen to you, and I will listen to you too."

They continued to walk forward, and after a moment of silence, the "tapping" sound of their heels hitting the ground became clearer, but gradually, it faded into the darkness and became a part of it, leaving no trace.

On the other side, Song Yi held his breath, rushed out of the building, and headed straight for Zhigui's camp.

The temperature was even lower at night, and the cold wind passing by was like a knife scraping at bones. It was obviously not suitable for traveling at night, but since he was out, he had no intention of going back. In just a few minutes, he had rushed into the Dust Star area.

There lived a group of stardust beings here, many of whom had keen five senses. As soon as he approached, he woke up a group of them.

All of a sudden, people opened their doors, lifted the curtains, and looked towards Song Yi. In the night, there were pairs of lit eyes, just like the scene that appeared behind Zhigui on the day he entered the village.

The difference between the two times is that last time they were the background, this time they became the foreground, and Zhigui appeared last. In the stagnant picture and in the gradually serious atmosphere, he walked forward slowly.

Although Hai was yawning and had a half-asleep face, when he approached, those "guesses" and "suspicions" froze in the air and no longer flew towards Song Yi.

Only a little bit of defense remained, but Ying Ru was behind Zhigui, following him closely. When Zhigui staggered when walking, she would reach out her hand to support him and prevent him from bumping into things.

It's a completely pleasant combination.

The distance between the two sides kept getting closer, and Song Yi had already stopped. His original anger gradually lost its temperature after being blown by the cold wind and under everyone's gaze.

Realistic things emerged, especially the fact that "Song Yi is Yan Changyue's stardust", which made those speculations reasonable.

Song Yi sighed silently, and his breath turned into a light mist in the cold air, which also attracted Zhigui's attention.

As soon as he saw Song Yi's face clearly, he exclaimed and said subconsciously:

"Song Yi! That bastard Yan Changyue! How could I let you...wait so late at night!"

"Are you really abandoned?"

The angry words changed direction midway through, and at the end, not only the tone of voice, but also the clear smile hung directly on Zhigui's face.

The only thing missing is to hang "that's great" above your head.

Song Yi said: "No, I ran away from home."

His voice was clear. After he finished speaking, not only was he stunned, but Zhigui also gritted his teeth. The doors that were about to close also stopped halfway, and their eyes appeared again from the gaps left.

The seemingly horrifying scene was born out of gossip and is filled with humor.

Song Yi couldn't laugh. What he said just now was completely subconscious. After answering, he fell into another kind of contemplation.

Is it because of the contract that he cannot abandon Yan Changyue and cannot say similar words?

Or... is he just a love-minded person? !

The more Song Yi thought about it, the more horrified he became. Amid the sound of Zhigui grinding his teeth, he said weakly, "Anyway, Boss, do we have employee dormitories?"

Zhigui clenched his fists, stared at Song Yi, and replied: "Yes, of course, this is also your home, we welcome you back at any time, but you have to tell us why you ran away from home!"

Song Yi opened and closed his lips several times, but no sound came out. After a few seconds, under the gaze of everyone, he walked over with a wry smile and whispered:

"You know, if Stardust died in Purgatory, he might..."

The second half of the sentence melted in his throat. He wanted to make a sound, but still found it difficult to speak.

At this moment, he suddenly realized that the reason why he couldn't speak was not just Yan Changyue, but more importantly, Xingchen. They were watching him, they were listening to him, he...

"What you mean is, will he turn into a monster? Or will he be unable to be resurrected?" Ying Rushi took over his words and asked in a questioning voice while continuing the story.

Song Yi raised his hand again, but it was too late to stop them. He heard laughter, and the doors opened again. Stardust, who was hiding behind them, came out and stood with him in the darkness.

Zhigui also smiled and said, "No matter which one it is, we know it. We knew it from the beginning. It's just that we came back this time to confirm it."