shadow of nothingness

20xx years.

In summer, the fiery red sun hangs high in the sky, bringing people a sense of heat, even the wind blowing around is hot.

Put your hands behind your back, lightly drip on your toes, turn around and then take a step forward.Qianqian repeated this series of actions in a happy mood. Occasionally, when people passing by in a hurry, Qianqian would stop her movements every time, tilt her head and smile and say to the person, "Good afternoon."

It's just that no one will stop to answer her words.However, these things will not affect her mood, and she just smiled and continued what she just did when no one answered her.

"Ahh—the weather is really nice today." He raised his head to look at the sun hanging in the sky, and stuck out his tongue playfully, "Although it is indeed very hot~"

Lowering her head, she caught a glimpse of a figure walking in, and smiled habitually at that person, "Good afternoon, isn't it hot today?" After she finished speaking, she didn't expect the other party to answer, she just nodded to herself, Continue with the actions just now.

But what she didn't expect was the moment when she passed by.Qianqian actually heard the other party's words clearly, "Ah, it's very hot."

The raised foot froze in mid-air, blinked shallowly and let out a cry.Withdrawing his feet and turning back quickly, the person who spoke just now was walking forward with a black men's schoolbag.The orange hair is particularly eye-catching under the sunlight.The empty right hand shook a few times in the air, as if making a goodbye gesture to someone.

Qianqian stood there in a daze, that person...had heard her words, and even answered her.He can see her!This kind of cognition made Qianqian excited instantly, and there was unprecedented joy in her big red eyes.This is the first person she has met in a long time who can see her presence.

In fact, Qianqian doesn't know why she became like this, but she has been in this place since she became conscious a few months ago.People coming and going around can't see themselves, can't hear their own words.Even the mirrors on the street couldn't print her image.She must be dead, Qianqian thought at that time.But how did he die?Why don't you have all the memories before you died?

There is a blank in Qianqian's mind about these things, she doesn't know what she looks like, because there is no mirror to reflect it.She didn't know who she was, or why she was here, even the name Qianqian was given to herself later.However, the only figure left in her mind gave Qianqian a glimmer of hope.It was a very vague figure, only the outline could be seen.As long as she finds that person, she will know who she really is. Thinking like this, she began to search around here.

However, she had no clue at all.Because no one else could see her, even the simplest inquiries could not be answered.She just wandered around here alone, anyway, the ghost didn't need to eat and wouldn't feel warm or cold.

When Qianqian suddenly came back to her senses, the figure in front of her had already gone a long way.Qianqian quickly chased after him, and then the surrounding buildings cautiously followed behind the boy.Because of the angle, Qianqian could only see the boy's side face.His slender eyebrows were raised, and he looked straight ahead with a serious expression.

After walking for a short time, the boy stopped and walked into a house with the signboard of 'Kurosaki Hospital'.

"Kurosaki Hospital?" Qianqian poked her head out from behind a big signboard on the street, and carefully looked at the building in front of her.After thinking for a while, Qianqian clenched his left hand into a fist and waved it in the air a few times, "Yoxi! Let's observe for a while."

Having made up her mind, she kept hiding behind the signboard and peeking at the house.But when the hospital closed, the boy Qianqian saw never came out again.

'Probably live here. Qianqian thought this way, after all, no one would stay in the hospital for such a long time, and the boy didn't look like he was sick at all.

At this time, the sky was already dark, and the surrounding temperature also dropped.Although Qianqian couldn't feel the temperature, she still rubbed her arms exposed in the air habitually.The knee-length white dress swayed with the owner's movements, and the pink bow at the waist swayed slightly.With long silver hair draped obediently behind her back, Qianqian approached the house cautiously on tiptoe.

Although she knew that no one could see her, Qianqian still looked around.When he was sure that no one was passing by, he kicked hard and jumped up, and then the whole person floated up lightly.Feet bent back, he grabbed the edge of the window and stopped before sneaking his head out to look inside.The boy Qianqian saw before was sitting in front of the desk and carefully looking at the books on the desk, his frowning showed that the master was not in a very good mood.

Shrinking her head back, Qianqian clenched her right hand into a fist to cheer herself up before climbing in along the window. "That... Excuse me." The voice was weak, expressing the master's nervous mood.

Kurosaki Ichigo, who was reading a book carefully, heard a slight voice in the room, turned his head with doubts, and then widened his eyes instantly.Through his brown eyes, he could vaguely see his own face.Because there was a big bed next to the window, so after tidying up the dress, Qianqian knelt and sat on the bed.

"How did you come in!" Ichigo suddenly stood up and pointed at Qianqian who was sitting on his bed, his eyes were full of astonishment.

"Me?" Pointing to herself, then looking at the open window behind her, Qianqian replied naturally: "Of course I climbed in through the window." Her big eyes looked straight at him, as if He was wondering why he didn't even know about this kind of thing.

"Get out quickly!" After taking a step back, Ichigo made a ferocious expression, as if he wanted to use this method to scare her away.

Qianqian blinked her eyes, then burst into tears.Tears continued to flow down her cheeks, soaking the blue sheets under her body.

"You bastard..." Gritting his teeth, looking at Qianqian who wet his bed, Ichigo took a step forward and picked up her collar.But at this moment, he suddenly noticed that his light skin was transparent. "You... are a ghost?"

Qianqian stopped crying, looked at him and nodded, with tears in her eyes.She cried uncontrollably just now, not because she was frightened by Ichigo's fierce attitude, but because she was so happy.Be glad that you have met someone who can see you and can talk to you.Although... her reaction was slow for a long time...

"Really, what are you doing in my room?" Ichigo folded his arms around his chest, looking down at Qianqian, the wrinkles between his brows never eased.

Ichigo also recognized that the girl kneeling in his room was the girl who greeted him in the afternoon, and he couldn't help complaining in his heart why he had to respond to the other party's greeting.Although...he didn't realize that she was a ghost at the time.

Wiping away the tears from the corners of his eyes, he smiled lightly as usual. "Because... ah," the words stopped abruptly at the beginning, Qianqian realized that she didn't know what to call the boy in front of her.

"Ichigo Kurosaki."

Qianqian couldn't help being taken aback by the name that came to her ears, and then whispered the name she just learned. After saying "Ku, ro, sa, ki-I, chi, go" silently several times in my heart, Qianqian raised her head, "Nice to meet you Kurosaki-kun, I am Qianqian." She tilted her head slightly , raised a bright smile, and small round dimples appeared on both sides of the cheeks because of the smile.

Turning his face aside, Ichigo responded vaguely, seeing the bright smile on Qianqian's face through the corner of his eyes, and felt an inexplicable feeling of irritability in his heart.

"Well, can Kurosaki-kun do me a favor? I want to find someone very important to me." Taking a deep breath, Qianqian finally slowly explained why she came here, I want to ask Ichigo to help her find that vague figure, no matter what she wants to know who she is and why she died...