Help, I've become a paper man

Chapter 354 Peeping

Zhigui did not immediately refute Song Yi's guess. Instead, he thought about what happened at that time in silence. After being stunned for two seconds, when he looked at Song Yi again, a look of realization flashed across his face, and then was covered by fatigue.

The "sorry" that Zhigui said was mixed with a low sigh, and the ending tone was a little unclear.

Song Yi replied: "You said that at the time."

But even though Zhigui said "sorry", he still used lies to perfunctorily deal with him. He did not speak directly at the time and was "sneaking at" his memory.

When he thinks about it now, instead of anger, he feels more of... empty sadness.

"When you voted, you chose to trust me because you have read my memory and felt that I was harmless, right?" Song Yi still did not look very interested when he asked this question, but his tone was different from before, leaving only a hint of disappointment.

Zhigui had a serious expression on his face, and suddenly took a step forward and walked towards the window, getting closer to Song Yi, but did not answer the question.

In the silence, Song Yi understood, and couldn't help but grit his teeth and cursed in a low voice:

"Bosses are really not good people."

This map shot was fired suddenly, but it did make some sense. At least Zhigui did not refute it. She just lowered her eyes slightly during the eye contact and briefly avoided his sight.

It makes him look even more guilty.

Song Yi sighed, stopped pursuing the matter, and asked, "Forget it, what did you see?"

Although he didn't elaborate, he had already provided a way out when he asked the question.

Ke Zhigui didn't respond. When he heard this, he just raised his eyelids and slowly looked at Song Yi.

They stood on both sides, looking at each other through the broken glass. The afternoon light fell, cut through the leaves, and fell on the two of them, piecing together a broken picture.

After a few seconds, Zhigui said slowly: "I saw you, alone, standing on the water. The clouds were heavy and about to fall down. You lowered your head, looking at your reflection. There was nothing around you."

"This scene flashed briefly, and you began to walk forward. There were no ripples on the water, like a mirror, but your face... began to blur in the water."

"At first, I thought your brain was aware of the problem and automatically activated the protection mechanism. It could also be Yan Changyue's mental power, which can also play a role in such a small place. My spying should be over now."

"It was also at this time that you began to speak, and you spoke non-stop, because in the spiritual world, time was constantly stretched and the speed was difficult to control. If you didn't concentrate, it would be difficult to hear the words clearly."

"When I touch you and look at you, I can only feel... a long period of loneliness and uneasiness, as well as a faint sense of fear."

"Fear?" Song Yi spoke, interrupting Zhigui's words, with doubt in his voice.

To be honest, there was a moment when he even wondered if Zhigui was just making up another story to make him happy.

But Zhigui shook his head and continued with a serious expression: "Yes, fear. Until now, I am still guessing that it is caused by peeping, and it is self-protection aroused by external forces."

"I thought you were just rejecting me and just wanted to protect your privacy, but soon, when I just had an idea and was ready to take a step further and listen to your words..."

"I want to go home."

"...I heard you say that you wanted to go home. After that, the picture began to collapse, your consciousness woke up, and your mental power began to move, trying to expel me."

"At the last moment, you looked up at me, your lips opening and closing quickly. Each time, your mouth opened wide, as if you were shouting, but I was already leaving and could no longer hear the voice of your world."

Zhigui slowly lowered his head and put his forehead close to the glass, shortening the distance again. His breath also fell on it, covering it with a layer of mist, blurring the faces of both of them.

Song Yi asked softly: "What did I say?"

Zhigui shook his head slightly and replied, "I don't remember, but... maybe you were asking me for help, expressing your loneliness and fear."

"It's about a person who is in a strange world, where everything around him is strange... He can only keep speaking familiar words and telling familiar stories, and even if no one can understand him, he can still gain a sense of security from this."

"Then... it merged into the world, no longer reflected in the water, and could no longer make any sound."

Zhigui chuckled and raised his hand as he spoke, with his fingertips resting on the glass. For a moment, it seemed as if he wanted to break the glass, clear the obstacle, and get in front of Song Yi, but it was only for a moment.

Then, he met Song Yi's gaze, and those eyes full of tenderness once again met Song Yi's suspicion.

Zhigui sighed heavily and said with a wry smile: "I didn't lie to you this time. I don't remember what you said, and you probably forgot it too, so all I could see was a fleeting picture. But when my mental power touched it, the emotions you conveyed were exceptionally clear."

Song Yi nodded without questioning, and asked, "You mentioned mental power many times. This kind of spying behavior is based on this ability, right?"

"Then I can boldly guess that Yan Changyue also knows this? If he wants, he can also look at me like this?"

Zhigui was slightly stunned when he heard this. He nodded at first, then thought of something, shook his head hesitantly, and said:

"Not necessarily. He will be on guard against me, but you trust Yan Changyue, and there is a contract. If he wants to spy on you, you may not resist."

Song Yi nodded again, indicating that he understood. He turned away thoughtfully and asked again:

"So, there won't be that collision of mental forces? I won't feel any pain either?"

Zhigui didn't answer or nod this time. He just smiled awkwardly and turned his gaze to Ying Rushi, trying to send a signal for help by blinking quickly.

Song Yi was not surprised by this. Even in silence, he had a feeling that "it was as expected".

At some point in the past, Yan Changyue might have touched him, might have flipped through him, just as he had done before, reading Sui Yuesheng's story, easily and casually, and the person involved was unaware.

He fell into silence for a longer time. During this period, Ying Ru received the signal and quietly came to the window. Now he was beside Song Yi, while Zhigui walked around, from indoors to outdoors, and was also approaching Song Yi.

The wind was still blowing, the leaves were still rustling, the light and shadows were shaking, and the sunlight turned into flowing water, slowly flowing over them, soaking their thoughts in it, wetting and wrinkling them, just like Song Yi's mood at the moment.

All the sentimentality in his life was almost used up in these few days.

At this time, Zhigui walked up to him and suddenly asked:

"Um... do you want to see Yan Changyue?"