Help, I've become a paper man

Chapter 342 Partner

Song Yi shrugged and no longer relied on mind control. Under the gaze of two pairs of eyes, he raised his right hand to switch to the space of daily necessities and directly selected "Latest". The goods in the space jumped and began to be arranged in rows.

This is a newly updated function that didn't exist before. He just discovered it and used it immediately, with some guesswork and not believing in Noah's Ark's thoughtfulness. It turns out to be really effective.

This thought appeared briefly and quickly disappeared. He tilted his head and yawned, his left hand still supporting his chin, only his head was slightly tilted, with a look of nonchalance.

Seeing him like this, Zhigui and the other man looked at each other and gradually lost interest. They stood up from the threshold and started discussing work matters, and even wanted to leave during the conversation.

At this time, Song Yi also saw the newest item, which was placed in the corner. Due to its small and light size, it did not require an independent space and was placed directly on top of the tissue box, but it was strong enough to have a sense of presence.

With just one glance, Song Yi recognized the contents. They were Yan Changyue's things, and they often appeared in front of him... and not just in front of him.

Song Yi took a breath of cold air. Although it was just a pair of gloves, when he noticed it, past memories came to his mind. The leather was slightly cool and rubbed against his skin briefly, bringing a clear temperature difference.

As soon as he thought about it, his body temperature began to spread upwards along his neck, and in an instant, the tips of his ears turned red.

Zhigui heard the voice and saw his expression, and asked, "Ah, what's wrong with you? Yan Changyue is afraid to do anything? Are you bullying a kitten in front of us?"

The conversation was originally calm, but during the process of speaking, Zhigui stared at his face, and as his face turned red, his voice became angry. Finally, the boss said indignantly:

"Don't be afraid! If this kid dares to do something wrong, we will protect you and won't let him... ugh!"

But he had only said half of it. Before he could finish, Ying Rushi intercepted him and covered Zhigui's mouth, letting the second half of the sentence melt in his palm.

The number of people blushing increased, and an ambiguous atmosphere spread. Originally, it was Song Yi who was troubled by it, but after Ying Rushi took action, more people's heartbeats accelerated.

But it is not knowing where to return, but it should be like this? !

Song Yi slowly opened his eyes, and his attention shifted to the two of them. He slowly realized the problem, and instantly threw away his shame, leaving only a strong sense of gossip.

"Wait, what's going on? Are you talking?!" Song Yi asked.

Ying Rushi did not answer, but Zhigui shook off the other's hand while struggling to break free, and said with a big laugh: "What? You are so young, what do you know about love? We are brothers, you are just imagining nonsense again!"

These words were spoken frankly, which shocked Song Yi and cooled Ying Rushi's ears. In the end, the three of them looked at each other and only peace remained.

Ying Ru said: "Okay, it's time to talk about some serious business. Song Yi, you take a rest first. We are changing shifts. If you are not sleepy, come to work in the evening."

But he didn't say what to do if they are tired. Fortunately, Zhigui spoke up and gave clear instructions, "If you are tired, use it first. There are few casualties at the moment, so you can make some space for rest."

As the two men were talking, they had already raised their hands, as if they had chosen a target. But seeing that the owner of the house was about to leave, Song Yi didn't want to stay any longer even without urging him.

He took the opportunity to say goodbye, left here first and returned to his residence. After walking into the room calmly, he locked the door to block out any possible sight.

Then, Song Yi kicked off his shoes, jumped onto the bed in two steps, rolled over, and got directly into the quilt, covering his head with the pillow and letting out a silent scream.

Yan Changyue is really a piece of shit!

We are already separated from each other, but you still send him accessories to disturb his mind!

Song Yi hammered the pillow twice, cheered himself up a little, reached his hand into the space, and pulled out the gloves. His originally heroic movements slowed down inexplicably in the process, all because of the wrong touch.

The hardness was different from that of leather, as if something was stuffed inside. Without waiting for his brain to think, Song Yi had already taken action. He reached his fingers in, and as soon as he touched the paper, he clipped it out and let it see the light of day again.

The paper is not big and is in the style of a greeting card. On a black background, there is a picture of a white cat stretching its limbs and lying flat on the picture. On the cat's belly, there is a line of words written.

"Keep me in mind."

There was no signature or inscription, just a few words. Song Yi knew who left it without having to guess.

He took a deep breath, threw the greeting card back into the space, pinched the gloves with both hands, and after kneading them hard, he put them on his hands, climbed out of bed again, left the room immediately, and went straight to the park.

With space as a medium, there is no need for them to meet face to face. When Song Yi needs it, he only needs to mobilize his mental power to convey his thoughts to Heitan.

The man and the horse hadn't seen each other for a long time and it was rare for them to have time to chat. After some communication, Song Yi asked Heitan for his opinion and confirmed their work.

In the following time, Song Yi worked in the village, and Heitan accompanied him and gave him help until Yan Changyue needed him, and then they went home together.

In this situation, Song Yi was more than just free at night. He was full of anger and held on from the afternoon until late at night. He became more and more angry as the battle went on. It was not because of the battle record, but purely because of the equipment.

After all, both the bow and the gloves carried the aura of Yan Changyue. This gift, with only the scent of Heitan, broke his prejudice and indeed provided help.

He was promoted from infantry to cavalry. Heitan was responsible for movement and could charge when necessary, which could be considered as displacement. He only needed to shoot arrows and curse Yan Changyue when he remembered.

Until the next morning, he and Heitan had two meals in total and continued fighting for more than ten hours.

At the beginning, Heitan was not in a good mood, and Song Yi was just about to take some time to comfort him a little. He couldn't let Xiao Ma work without giving him emotional value.

But before he could start to coax him, Heitan had already taken care of himself. After waking up, he regained his energy and went to the battlefield with him again.

After repeating this several times, Song Yi also understood that this kid, like him, could not eat the food here, but his reserves were limited and he needed to persist more. But Heitan was different and had a large reserve.

Heitan was no longer irritable. As soon as he left the battlefield, he went into the space and started eating and drinking. It can be said that he had "a strong sense of self-management", but after eating, he still had to come out and breathe the outside air.

It seemed that life was regular, and both Song Yi and Heitan were able to adapt well to it. But because of this, it took Song Yi half a month to realize that what Yan Changyue said about the pony Heitan was right, it was indeed a war horse.

Not only were there no emergencies, but there was also no impatience, as they grew more and more used to each other during the battle, and began to become good partners, and in Song Yi's schedule, everyone began to accept the "new teammate" as a capable pony.

It was also at this time that life began to change. After a battle, Song Yi was about to go out for dinner, but was stopped by Zhigui, who told him to follow him to attend a small meeting.

Song Yi had no objection and nodded in agreement. Just as he was about to follow, Heitan protested first, pulling his sleeve and pulling him towards the cafeteria.

He had no choice but to stop, pat the horse's head, and console him: "Let's eat later. Come on, I'll take you to earn food money first."