Help, I've become a paper man

Chapter 381 Difference

Now that Song Yi had gotten the answer to what he wanted to know, he fell silent and stopped asking Zhigui, and the other party did not speak again either.

The two walked in silence, with only the sound of footsteps and breathing, and after a few minutes, they stopped in front of a door.

Zhigui took out the keys. He could feel their weight just by looking at them with the naked eye. There were at least dozens of them, hanging on the same steel ring. To describe them as a string would be an understatement.

It was now late at night, and the sky looked like it was filled with ink, without a trace of light. Along the way, Song Yi was already somewhat amazed at Zhigui's slow pace.

But when he thought about the other party's strong "mental power", he understood a little bit.

But at this moment, Zhigui shook the key chain, and without being able to see clearly, he fumbled with his fingers twice and took out a key.

Song Yi looked at Zhigui with some distrust, but Zhigui turned his wrist and knocked on the door in front of him. Then he turned sideways, made a "please" gesture, and said with a smile:

"Come on, come in. Although I didn't ask you before, I talked to Xiaozhi about it."

"Only if he agrees...because there is not enough housing, I have reserved a bed for you in his room."

Song Yi's eyes passed him and took in the interior scenery. It was a small room with not much furnishings, but two beds were squeezed in. One bed had folded clothes on it, and the other bed was neatly made.

And between them, there was only a bedside table as a useless partition.

Looking at it this way, it seems even more crowded. There is only enough space between the furniture for people to walk, but it is just enough for walking.

Song Yi stared at the scene in front of him. It would be a lie to say that he was not moved at all, but it was also not the case to say that he was particularly moved.

I just want to sigh.

He felt that his friends guessed that he might come, so they specially saved some food for him. It was not just brown rice, but also the only food he had.

Zhigui asked: "Why don't you come in? After seeing the environment here, do you regret running away from home?"

The teasing words, with a clear smile, were obviously meant as a tease.

Song Yi turned his head and looked at him. He said seriously, "Yes, I regret it a little. Have I caused you any trouble?"

His "politeness", which had been criticized many times after he landed, seemed to have quietly awakened from everyone's kindness until this moment.

The world was a tattered place, but a friend he had only met a few times gave him a longbow, and a friend he had only known for a short time prepared a home for him.

Zhigui was slightly stunned, shook his head and said with a smile: "No, you are a good child, Xiaozhi is also willing to give each other convenience and are happy to share with each other."

"Each of us is half and half, and that's how we become friends. Don't worry, I'm fine with that too, and being 'friendly' is not part of the assessment."

As the words were being spoken, the tone of voice slowly rose, and at the end of the voice, a relaxed smile was revealed.

After Zhigui finished speaking, he stared at Song Yi, as if he was waiting for something, but unfortunately, Zhigui was going to be disappointed.

There was no emotion on his face, only calmness. Even at night, he seemed a little... speechless?

Song Yi said slowly: "Boss, this is not funny either."

Zhigui said "eh", and before he could say anything else, he revealed his purpose, then quickly reacted and said:

"I think it's OK. I've made some progress. Don't worry. I'm still learning. Next time..."

"Good night." Song Yi spoke, interrupting Zhigui's words. Seeing that the other party wanted to talk more, he closed the door first and used the door panel to separate the two of them.

It was undignified and impolite, but the problem was solved extremely quickly. The "politeness" that Song Yi had just found was thrown away again by Zhigui's words.

But he was Stardust, and his hearing was not bad. After the door was closed, he walked towards the bed in the dark. He could hear the other person at the door, "criticizing" him a few words before leaving with regret.

That night, Song Yi fell on the bed. Through the thin walls, he could hear the whistling wind and the wailing brought by the wind, which hit the door panel with a creaking sound at the end.

Compared with before, it was really lively. When he closed his eyes, he thought he would have insomnia, but he didn't expect to have a dreamless night.

Song Yi listened to the conversations of passers-by and the scattered footsteps in the noisy voices, then he slowly exhaled and opened his eyes a little late, still a little dazed, as if he had just woken up from a dream.

But Stardust doesn't dream, and Song Yi was in a daze for only a few seconds. He quickly came to his senses, climbed down from the bed, and discovered something even more serious.

He just came back yesterday. He didn't change his clothes or take a shower. He sat on the floor for a while, then rushed to the meeting room, and then... fell on the bed and fell asleep.

Song Yi stopped beside the bed and stared at the bed for a few seconds in worry, then began to take off the sheets and quilt covers to prepare for washing.

In the process, he also found a wooden basin with laundry detergent next to it, a brush, and a

He wanted to go out and ask about Huang Cheng, but when he saw the basin in his hand, Song Yi sighed and decided to take it with him, walk around and ask about recent visitors.

The legendary "subordinates of Huang Cheng's contractor" should know more about Huang Cheng's affairs. After all, he accepted the gift and he should know more about it.

However, although his idea was beautiful, it was still difficult to implement it.

Song Yi walked around the camp and greeted every familiar person he met, which means "exchange greetings to each other."

He asked the other party if he knew about the new cooperation, Huang Cheng and the gift.

The other party asked him if he wanted to go wash something.

He wanted to know about Huang Cheng, but he really had to go take a shower, so after Song Yi nodded in affirmation, he just said two or three words of farewell, and there was no follow-up.

An hour later, everyone knew that he had run away from home and went to live with Zhigui to wash his bedding.

Some people even asked if he needed to change his clothes since he was wearing the clothes he was wearing and if he needed help.

Song Yi immediately shook his head and refused, and tried to explain that he still had clothes, but he just needed to wash some to avoid getting them dirty again after putting on new clothes.

He had planned to wash them separately from the beginning, but after hearing about Huang Cheng's story...

However, when Song Yi walked the third circle, people passing by looked at him with sympathy in their eyes. He had not met anyone who knew the truth yet.

Song Yi sighed, squatted down holding the basin, looked down at the ground, and emptied his mind for a while, not thinking about Huang Cheng for the time being. It was at this time that an accident happened.

"What are you doing? If you have time, can you help us?" Zhao Xian's voice sounded familiar to Song Yi, both in terms of content and the person who was speaking.

Song Yi looked up and said, "You can't tell, I have something to do. I'll help you after I'm done."

He was halfway through his speech when he suddenly remembered something and changed his words: "If you are willing to help, it can be solved quickly."

Huang Cheng sent someone to cooperate with Yan Changyue, and Zhao Xian was Yan Changyue's man. Song Yi described their combination in a sloppy manner, and felt that asking a question might give him a clue.

He only said the first half of the sentence, and Zhao Xian only heard this, and immediately said:

"Okay, no problem, leave it to us, it's just a small matter."

Song Yi stood up holding the basin, and just as he was about to breathe a sigh of relief, he heard Zhao Xian reply, saying:

"It's just cleaning. Leave it to the clerk. It will be quick. I'll wait for you to come back in the evening..."

Zhao Xian only said half of his words. From his expression, he realized something was wrong and gradually fell silent.

As they looked at each other, Song Yi slowly squatted back down, and the same embarrassment appeared on their faces, which was rare.

"Well, what I want to ask for help is a piece of news about Huang Cheng."