The system forced me to be a scumbag [Quick Transmigration]

There is a physical education class on Thursday.

According to the notes recorded last night, Shen Siyang adjusted his state, breathing rate and breathing method, and re-measured the time for running [-].

It was a full ten seconds faster.

He adjusted his breathing and walked out of the playground, and went to the nearest sink to wash his face.

As soon as he wiped his face and looked up, he saw Shen Muque standing in front of him facing the light.

Against the backdrop of the dazzling sunlight, the boy's face looked more delicate and beautiful than usual. No matter how many times he looked at it, he would still feel that he was a fairy who was not stained with dust.

Shen Muque gently tugged on Shen Siyang's clothes with one hand, and held the prepared tissue with the other.

Seeing Shen Siyang open his eyes, he handed the paper to him.

Shen Siyang took the paper and thanked him, retracted his gaze from Shen Muque, turned around and walked back to the playground.

Shen Muque followed him for a few steps, and finally couldn't help asking: "You seem to have been unwilling to look at me today."

Shen Siyang denied it categorically: "No."

Shen Muque affirmed: "Yes."

Well, there is.

Every time Shen Siyang recalled the whole process of being woken up by Shen Muque in the morning today, he wished he could dig a hole anywhere and bury his face in it.

In his 18 years of life, he knew for the first time that he could stay in bed like this.

Since he was a child, his teeth have never been brushed for him, let alone being carried into the bathroom to brush his teeth.

No matter how you think about it, it's outrageous.

It happened for real.

Not to mention today, in the next week or even a month, he probably won't have the face to look directly at Shen Muque again.

The morning jog has already started, so naturally there is no possibility of stopping halfway.

Shen Si Yang thought about it, and fell asleep two hours earlier that night.

The next morning, for the first time in his life, Shen Siyang turned over when the alarm bell rang.

He raised his hand to turn off the alarm, and met Shen Muque who got up at the same time.

Shen Muque obviously didn't react, and stared at him for a few times before softly saying, "You don't need me to call today?"

Shen Siyang nodded his head indiscriminately, turned over and got out of bed.

There is no physical education class on Friday, but the last one is self-study.

Shen Siyang tested [-] again in the self-study class.

On the basis of yesterday, it was five seconds faster.

Under the shade of a tree more than ten meters away, Cheng Daiyi stopped the electronic watch on his wrist and looked at Shen Siyang thoughtfully.

"You have timed too!" Yan Pu's voice suddenly sounded.

Cheng Daiyi was taken aback and almost fell off the stone bench he was sitting on.

Yan Pu held him steady, and sat down beside him: "Student Shen, with his current grades, can he be in the top six?"

Cheng Daiyi didn't say anything.

Yan Pu opened his mouth, hesitated to speak a few times, and finally just raised his hand and patted Cheng Daiyi on the shoulder: "Although the registration form is due to be handed in today, you can still change the list before the start of the sports meeting next Thursday. Brother Cheng , everyone wants to see you on the track again."

He said, pointing to a group of people in front of the high jump trampoline not far away.

Cheng Daiyi looked in the direction Yan Pu pointed.

When the group of people came into contact with Cheng Daiyi's sight, they all jumped up and down like monkeys.

Then he pointed to the 100-meter track and called him over.

After meeting eyes briefly, Cheng Daiyi took out the cigarette in his pocket, turned and left the playground.

-

The dinner on Saturday is set at a self-service barbecue restaurant.

Considering the heat in summer, everyone set the dinner time for dinner.

The barbecue shop is not big, and the owner of the shop is Zhong Wenfeng's friend.

Knowing that Zhong Wenfeng was going to bring the students to dinner, he cleared the place ahead of time at three o'clock in the afternoon.

There are a total of 36 people in the third and sixth classes of senior high school.

There was no shortage of 36 people, and they arrived on time at 04:30.

The lively and lively students filled the whole store.

Shen Siyang found a table with few people by the window, and specially vacated a seat for Shen Muque.

Before the meat was served on the baking tray, Zhong Wenfeng first raised the cup to give his pre-dinner speech.

"Teacher Zhong said a few words, no nonsense, this meal, let's eat together, is to welcome Shen Siyang to join our big warm family."

Everyone clapped together.

Zhong Wenfeng smiled: "Secondly, it's also to cheer up the sports meeting next week. The teacher heard from Yan Pu that everyone participated actively in this year's sports meeting. Positivity is the best attitude. We don't ask for rankings, just participate .”

As soon as these words came out, everyone immediately refuted.

"No way, old Zhong, you don't ask for the ranking, we ask for it! This time we are going for class five!"

"That's right! Don't give up until you get the first place! Don't say such depressing words!"

"Okay, okay," Zhong Wenfeng grinned from ear to ear, "Everyone is a child with ambition, and the teacher is very pleased. As for the third year, the teacher thinks that since everyone has entered the third year of high school, it is time to wish everyone a bright future. In the direction of the future, the future is bright."

"Come on, old Zhong, as far as our class is concerned, the bottom ten of the grades are all in our class."

"My dad is planning to find a factory for me so that I can go to work directly after graduation."

Zhong Wenfeng opened his mouth, and in the end he just said: "Eat first, let's eat today, we will talk about our school affairs after school."

There was laughter everywhere, and a group of people cheered and ran to get all kinds of food and drinks.

As soon as Zhong Wenfeng sat down, he saw the two students heading straight to the beer freezer, so he hurriedly said, "You can't drink the wine."

Yan Pu grinned his big white teeth: "Old Zhong, we are adults, we can always drink grown-ups."

Zhong Wenfeng thought for a while, and finally compared a number: "One person can have up to two bottles."

"Okay!" Yan Pu responded quickly.

After Shen Siyang waited for all the people at the table to leave, he asked Shen Muque softly: "Is there anything you want to eat?"

Shen Muque shook his head: "I'll eat when the two of us come next time."

Shen Siyang glanced at Shen Muque.

Although he has been avoiding looking at Shen Muque for the past two days, but this time, after his gaze stopped for a few seconds, he retracted his gaze and replied with a light smile, "Okay, next time we come together together."

Shen Siyang's table was occupied by Yan Pu's group.

After returning to the table with the wine and meat, Yan Pu made a toast to Shen Siyang no matter what he said.

Shen Siyang has been wandering with his parents all these years, so it's not that he hasn't touched alcohol.

He estimated what he could bear, and drank a few glasses with Yan Pu and his party.

After drinking a bottle, he didn't continue, and simply changed the wine into a drink.

Even so, his head was still dizzy uncontrollably.

Slowly roasting the meat, eating two bites every now and then.

After drinking a large bottle of water, the dizziness did not lessen.

Central air conditioning was on in the kebab shop.

But he couldn't bear the fact that almost all the stoves were burning charcoal barbecue, Shen Siyang was hot and dizzy, and he was in a daze, habitually leaning against the cold person next to him.

This was the first time in so many days that Shen Siyang approached him proactively.

Shen Muque instantly stiffened his body, not daring to move, and lowered his eyes to look at the person whose arms were touching him.

Shen Siyang's fair cheeks were blushing, and his eyelids were half closed, as if he was about to fall asleep in the next second.

Suddenly, Yan Pu, who came back after toasting a round of wine, began to howl with Cheng Daiyi in his arms.

"Brother Cheng! Sign up for this sports meeting! Brother Cheng!"

This howl instantly awakened Shen Siyang who had been drowsy.

Shen Siyang looked at the source of the voice in some confusion.

It's okay for Guang Yanpu to howl alone.

As soon as he started howling, several people rushed up one after another, one after another, like stacking arhats, and surrounded Cheng Daiyi tightly.

"That's right, Brother Cheng, if you don't participate in the sports meeting, you will kill that idiot Gao Zhanpeng in the face. I can't even swallow it after I graduate from high school!"

"Don't talk about graduating from high school, this breath has been choked in my heart for more than a year, and it has almost choked me!"

"Why does Gao Zhanpeng slander you for mixing illegal drugs in his water, you have to prove your innocence and quit the school team!"

"He's a fart! You are the sprint champion! You are the sweet potato held in the hands of the school team coach! That thing is thicker than you, what else is better than you?!"

"Student Shen!" Yan Pu suddenly turned the topic to Shen Siyang, "You are just here, you judge, if someone is jealous of your talent, they will slander you with just a mouth and a little evidence, trying to put you Are you willing to force out the team and ruin your future?"

Shen Siyang thought for a while with his unresponsive brain, and finally figured out the cause and effect relationship.

He chuckled, his drunken appearance lost a bit of the natural cuteness of his appearance, and a bit more unruly and loose in his bones: "Me?"

He stared at the sizzling barbecue in the pan: "I will let him walk whatever path he paves for me."

There was a moment of silence at the dining table, followed by Yan Pu's slap on the table.

"Damn! That's too fucking good! It's him who is disgusting, why should we be angry? He's not... He's not that one, will he be disqualified as a sports student if he causes trouble again now? I'm going to fuck him now! "

He was about to get up while cursing, but was quickly pulled back by others.

Cheng Daiyi was surrounded by a group of people and swayed back and forth, but he didn't care about it for a short time.

He stared blankly at Shen Siyang who was across the table from him.

Shen Siyang was leaning on the sofa cushion behind him, but his head was slightly tilted towards the window.

From where he was sitting to the window, there was still room for another person to sit.

If you don't look closely at his sitting posture, you will feel that he is just leaning on the back of the sofa with his head slightly drooping.

But if you look closely, you will find that the hair that hangs over there does not hang down naturally.

It didn't look like she was hanging her head in a natural state, but rather... leaning on someone's shoulder.

This strange phenomenon is not the first time Cheng Daiyi has discovered it.

Ever since Shen Siyang stopped Gao Zhanpeng's knife for him that day, his attention has always been unconsciously focused on Shen Siyang.

After observing for a long time, he found that Shen Siyang would often go to a secluded place alone, and then speak as if talking to himself.

At the Academic Affairs Office that day, Shen Siyang said that he "studied under Maoshan and could see ghosts", Cheng Daiyi didn't believe it at all.

He felt that everyone in the audience except Yan Pu, and even including Yan Pu, might just be a joke.

However, the longer he observed, the more he felt a chill down his spine that this might really not be a joke.

Even sometimes, he would seem to feel a touch of hostility.

That hostility often appeared when he was moved by Shen Siyang's actions...even when his heart was moved.

Like now.

Because of Shen Siyang's remarks, he couldn't take his eyes off Shen Siyang for a long time.

The feeling of being like a light on the back spontaneously arises, stronger than ever before.

Just when he was wondering if it might be caused by drunkenness, he suddenly saw Shen Siyang's hand raised from under the table.

Lift it a little lower than the table, just enough for him to see.

Shen Siyang's white fingers naturally drooped, it didn't look like he raised his hand on his own initiative, but it looked like someone else was holding his palm.

Cheng Daiyi's breath was stagnant, and he subconsciously glanced at Shen Siyang's face.

He noticed that Shen Siyang was half-closed his eyelids, and was also staring at his own hand raised in mid-air.

There was a slight confusion in the dark eyes.

The confusion did not dissipate for a long time, but the thumb pad of the hand hanging in the air suddenly rubbed lightly in the air, as if rubbing the back of someone else's hand.

In the next second, a sharp pressure mark appeared on the back of Shen Siyang's hand.

It was as if someone had tightened Shen Siyang's hand in an instant.

At the same time, the hostility Cheng Daiyi felt doubled instantly.

He seemed to see a person in a trance.

A face as bright as a god descending from the earth.

Sitting by the window, holding Shen Siyang's hand, looking at Shen Siyang softly.

But the moment he looked at him in the next second, the beautiful eyes were quenched with frost, and the eyes warned him, tyrannically declaring to him the ownership of the people around him.

Cheng Daiyi fell into a cellar of cold for a moment.

He got up, subconsciously took out the cigarette in his pocket, took one in his mouth, and walked towards the door.

When he reached the door and raised his hand to push it away, he turned back uncontrollably and looked at Shen Siyang again.

There was nothing beside Shen Siyang's seat, as if the person he saw just now was just an illusion he had created out of thin air.

-

Cheng Daiyi smoked three cigarettes at the door, the alcohol dissipated and he calmed down completely.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, he looked subconsciously and saw Shen Siyang walking out of the barbecue shop.

Shen Siyang held a bottle of ice water in his hand.

Catching his sight, he simply nodded his head as a greeting, and then walked in the opposite direction from where he was.

Before walking too far, Shen Siyang stopped when he came to a wall, leaning against the wall and drinking the ice water in his hand.

They must have come out to let off the alcohol.

Shen Siyang did come out to let off the alcohol.

Yan Pu said that he drank two bottles and drank two bottles. When he was drunk, he continued to drink uncontrollably.

Zhong Wenfeng's ears were soft, and he couldn't persuade him with a few words of persuasion, so he had to let this group of people go.

At this moment, everyone in the room was enraged, cursing all kinds of evil deeds of the five groups of people.

Shen Siyang's already dizzy head became even more dizzy amidst the roar, so he had to come out to avoid the limelight.

He leaned against the wall and blew the wind for a while, feeling a little clearer in his mind.

Just as he was thinking whether to go back to the barbecue shop or hang out with Shen Muque nearby, he suddenly heard Cheng Daiyi's voice.

"Hey," Cheng Daiyi's voice sounded hesitant, "Can you really...can see ghosts?"

Shen Siyang looked at Cheng Daiyi, but didn't respond immediately.

Cheng Daiyi and Shen Siyang looked at each other for a moment, scratched their heads, and said bluntly: "I saw the person next to you just now, and I was sitting inside eating. I don't know if it's my illusion or if he looks like Very...very nice."

When Shen Siyang heard this, his expression finally fluctuated a little.

He turned his head and looked at Shen Muque suspiciously.

Shen Muque returned the same puzzled expression, as if he didn't know exactly what was going on.

Seeing this, Shen Siyang looked at Cheng Daiyi again: "Can you describe it?"

Cheng Daiyi lit a cigarette again, and recalled: "Boy, short hair, white clothes, should be taller than you, very white, very...beautiful."

He exhaled a puff of smoke and said irritably, "Although I know it's strange to describe a boy as beautiful, but his appearance shouldn't be considered handsome, right? Few celebrities have more delicate facial features than him."

There was a gust of hot wind outside.

Shen Siyang drank water all night and couldn't wake up, but at this moment he felt completely awake.

He lowered his eyes, his heart beating uncontrollably.

Seeing Shen Siyang's reaction, Cheng Daiyi knew it.

With a cigarette in his mouth, he spoke again after a long silence: "Although you avoid the crowd every time you talk to him, I feel that you haven't deliberately concealed his existence at all. The tone said that you can see ghosts, or every time you talk to him later. As long as you pay a little attention to you, you can easily find something wrong."

He raised his hand to remove the cigarette, and looked at Shen Siyang again.

"Why? Are you not afraid that others will look at you with colored eyes and think you have a brain problem? After all, not everyone is Yan Pu, and he will believe whatever others say."

Shen Siyang chuckled: "Others think I'm sick, so what does that have to do with me?"

Cheng Daiyi's face was slightly stagnant, staring at Shen Siyang.

Ignoring for the time being the hostility cast by the ghost, after staring at Shen Siyang for a long time, he covered his face and asked in a muffled voice, "Why can I not care at all? Questions from teammates, hesitation from the coach, no matter what. There is no way to fully explain the disgusting shit, in such an environment every day, can you really not care at all?"

"No." Shen Siyang said succinctly, "No one can completely get rid of foreign objects and other people's speech interference. The harsh road environment does make it more difficult for you to walk, but it doesn't mean that you can't continue on this road. Go down. To go or not to go, depends on what you care more about."

The smoke burned out between the fingers, and it was so hot that Cheng Daiyi let go of his hand.

He lowered his eyes and looked at the cigarette butt that fell to the ground and was still burning.

"What if it's you? Are you going or not?"

A long time after Cheng Daiyi finished his questioning, he suddenly heard footsteps approaching.

He looked up at Shen Siyang suspiciously, saw Shen Siyang standing still in front of him, then bent down, crushed out the cigarette butt on the ground, and picked it up.

Throwing the cigarette butts into the special trash bin beside him, Shen Siyang responded aloud: "I burned you once, but it doesn't mean that you will be burned by it again next time. I said, if it were me, I would Let him walk the path he paved for me himself."

He looked at Cheng Daiyi again: "A jealous person will step back into the hole he dug one day."

Cheng Daiyi stared at Shen Siyang in a daze, unable to recover for a long time.

Until you feel the familiar strong hostility.

He scratched his hair irritably, clicked his tongue softly, and finally looked away from Shen Siyang.

After thinking for a while, he felt unwilling again, and finally asked aloud: "What's your relationship with... that ghost?"

Shen Siyang was planning to go back to the barbecue shop, when he heard this, he paused slightly.

He didn't respond immediately, but turned to look at Shen Muque.

The street lights outside the shop were dim.

Still, the aftermath of the brushing incident the morning before was still there.

When you look at each other, your heart beats faster, so you can't look too much.

He withdrew his gaze, lowered his eyes and thought for a moment, then responded, "Friend."

After the words fell, he moved his legs again and walked towards the door.

When he reached the door and raised his hand to push the door, he stopped again and said again: "We are friends now."

Before entering the door, he suddenly said to Cheng Daiyi, "Thank you."

Then he opened the door completely and entered the barbecue restaurant.

Cheng Daiyi stared blankly at Shen Siyang's figure disappearing into the barbecue shop.

After recovering for a long time, he took out a cigarette and lit it again.

Staring at the crescent moon above his head, he murmured with emotion, "What do you care more about..."

"Tsk, so do you care about him more than other people's eyes?"

-

Not long after Shen Siyang returned to the barbecue restaurant, the situation in the restaurant broke up.

Zhong Wenfeng loaded a few drunks who were very drunk into his car, and before leaving, he couldn't help telling: "Everyone must send a message to the group when you get home. Boys who live close to each other will send off girls. Make sure to send them off before ten o'clock." Everyone gets home, can it be done?"

Everyone responded again and again.

Only then did Zhong Wenfeng get back into the car with peace of mind.

He didn't drive away immediately, and after watching everyone leave, he drove away with a few drunks.

In the direction Shen Siyang went home, there were several classmates who were traveling with him.

After eating tonight's meal, the strangeness almost completely dissipated.

Shen Siyang, who hadn't memorized the names of his classmates for many years, wrote down the names of everyone in the class during this meal tonight.

A group of people walked and chatted, and the atmosphere was harmonious.

At the entrance of the village, no one went with Shen Siyang.

After placing the order, Shen Siyang asked Shen Muque aloud: "When I chat with other people, do you feel bored?"

Shen Muque answered quickly: "No, it's also very interesting to listen to your chat."

Shen Siyang paused slightly, then turned to look at Shen Muque.

Before he had time to say anything, he was suddenly pulled by Shen Muque and walked to a faucet in a house.

Shen Muque turned on the faucet and took his hand to rinse under the water.

Shen Siyang subconsciously said, "My hands are not dirty."

Shen Muque didn't make a sound.

Shen Siyang reacted for a while, and suddenly realized: "Is it because I picked up Cheng Daiyi's cigarette butt?"

Shen Muque's cheeks were slightly red.

Shen Siyang looked at Shen Muque's flushed face close at hand, and suddenly felt a little drunk again.

The wine that sobered up more than half an hour ago seemed to be waking up in vain.

He quietly watched Shen Muque's side face, and said again: "Why do you not care when I chat with other people, but you care so much when I just picked up the cigarette butt that Cheng Daiyi had held?"

Seeing that Shen Siyang's hands were a little red from his rubbing, Shen Muque quickly stopped and turned off the water.

He looked at Shen Siyang, and after looking at Shen Siyang for a long time, he shook his head: "I don't know, I just don't like him approaching you."

Shen Siyang looked straight into Shen Muque's clear eyes.

His head was dizzy from the alcohol vapor, and even he himself couldn't explain the reason and said again: "What if I want you to think about this problem clearly?"

Shen Siyang's heart started beating wildly again, and he lowered his eyes.

He didn't know whether it was because he was drunk or someone was getting drunk, he said again: "If you think about this problem clearly, you can do everything you want with me."

This condition made Shen Muque dizzy.

He looked at Shen Siyang, opened and closed his mouth several times, but he never dared to give an answer hastily.

So far, all his actions to get close to Shen Siyang are out of instinct.

When I first saw this person, I wanted to stay with him; I wanted him to live a healthier and happier life; I wanted to be closer to him; I was unwilling to let other caring people Touching and approaching him; instinctively wanting to circle him into his own territory...

So he wasn't sure what Shen Siyang wanted him to think about.

long silence.

Shen Si Yang Chang breathed a sigh of relief, and put his head on Shen Muque's shoulder: "Forget it, don't worry, just think about it slowly."

After saying that, he looked up at Shen Muque: "Can you carry me now? I can't walk anymore."

Shen Muque immediately turned around and knelt down in front of Shen Siyang.

Shen Siyang chuckled and lay on his back.

Shen Muque carried Shen Siyang on his back, got up slowly, and walked towards home with the man on his back.

Shen Siyang put his arms around Shen Muque's neck, and suddenly laughed softly: "If I bump into someone, will it scare others?"

Shen Muque thought about it seriously: "It should."

"Don't you know how to fly? Can you fly with me behind your back?"

Shen Muque tried it, but said regretfully, "It seems impossible."

Shen Siyang laughed softly: "That's such a pity, I lost a chance to fly through the clouds."

Shen Muque also laughed.

It takes 15 minutes from the village to Shensi Yang's house.

Shen Siyang lay on Shen Muque's back, feeling as if he had arrived home within five minutes.

He didn't want to get off Shen Muque's back, so he fumbled for the key and handed it to Shen Muque to open the door.

Shen Muque opened the door and carried him into the room.

When stepping on the stairs, Shen Siyang suddenly smiled and said, "It's a bit like flying through the clouds."

When Shen Muque heard the words, he changed it to step over three squares.

Shen Siyang joined in: "Well, it makes me feel better."

Shen Muque laughed lightly.

After entering the bedroom, Shen Siyang took the initiative to get off Shen Muque's back.

He took a change of pajamas and went into the bathroom.

After 10 minutes, the sound of running water in the bathroom stopped.

Shen Siyang's voice came out: "Can you come in?"

Shen Muque went into the bathroom and saw Shen Siyang had put on his pajamas and was standing in front of the sink.

The wet black hair was dripping with water, which made the boy's already fair face even whiter than before.

There is a hair dryer on the sink.

When Shen Siyang saw Shen Muque enter the room, he raised his finger to the hair dryer: "I have no strength in my hand, can you blow my hair for me?"

Shen Muque nodded without the slightest hesitation, and walked to Shen Siyang's side.

She was about to catch Shen Siyang to get the hair dryer, but she didn't want Shen Siyang to be one step ahead of him, so she fell into his arms.

A muffled voice came from his chest: "I don't want to do anything today."

Shen Muque's whole body froze for a moment, followed by his entire face flushing rapidly.

He circled Shen Siyang with one hand to prevent Shen Siyang from falling, and plugged in the blower fan with the other hand.

Before turning on the hair dryer, he said softly, "It's okay in the future, I don't want to do anything."

Shen Siyang chuckled lightly and didn't reply.

Shen Muque waited for a while before turning on the hair dryer to blow Shen Siyang's wet hair.

After 10 minutes, blow dry hair completely.

Shen Muque put away the hair dryer, seeing that Shen Siyang was buried in his arms, he didn't seem to want to move.

He asked for consent, "Can I just carry you back to the room?"

"En." Shen Siyang replied lazily.

Shen Muque carefully picked up Shen Siyang, feeling warm in his heart, always feeling pink bubbles.

Carry Shen Siyang to the bed in the bedroom and lie down with him.

For the first time, Shen Siyang took the initiative to push the dividing line in the middle: "I don't need this today."

A flash of surprise flashed across Shen Muque's bright black eyes, and he tentatively asked, "What about after that?"

Shen Siyang pronounced the death sentence in a low voice: "There will be more in the future."

The eyes that had been bright for a moment dimmed again, he squeezed the person in his arms tighter, and said softly: "Why?"

"Because I'm drunk tonight, and when I'm drunk, I don't want it among us." Shen Siyang's voice was a little sleepy.

Shen Muque seriously thought about the causal relationship, but didn't want to understand it, so he asked directly: "Why do you think it is among us again when you are sober?"

Shen Siyang did not respond for a long time.

Just when Shen Muque thought that Shen Siyang was asleep, Shen Siyang's muffled voice came from his arms.

"I have thought about whether you are my hallucination. Otherwise, why, only I can see you."

"How can there be someone whose appearance makes me soft-hearted, whose voice makes me soft-hearted, who makes me willing to listen to every word he says, and who makes me willing to follow everything he does."

"It's ridiculous."

"It just happened to appear when I just started a new life, when I was most at a loss and didn't know the way forward."

Shen Siyang buried his head in Shen Muque's arms, and buried it deeper.

After a long time, a more ethereal voice came out again.

"It's really great that I'm not the only one who can see you."

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