[tutor] life

The sun shines on the street, as if nothing has changed.

The walls and houses are much more primitive, and the tall buildings have disappeared without a trace.

I raised my hand to the sun, and the light passed through my transparent fingers and reached my eyes.

total darkness.

I looked away, and the eyes were bright again.

I remember……

I seem to be...

died.

Surrounded by European faces.

Although I was concerned about Dali before, I was still a little uncomfortable.

Well.

The feeling of being worn by someone is not very good. Although I don't feel much physically, it's always a bit of a shock psychologically.

After several experiments, I determined that I became an undead.

What a novel experience.

In fact, I think my "life" has been quite good, and I have more happiness than regret.It is the first time to experience what it feels like to be "excellent being looked up to by others", the first time to be able to truly touch and communicate with "them", the first time to make a boyfriend - and such an excellent and perfect person.

It's like a dream.

Even if it's a dream, I'm happy with it.

If you can wake up, this must be a very good dream.

I tried to let myself float, and do some things that humans once speculated that ghosts could do according to the impression of watching ghost movies.

I have to say, it was pretty fun.

I wandered the streets, avoiding crossing people.Although the world is isolated, I am not afraid.

Sure enough, if the race changes, will the mentality also change?Because there is nothing to be afraid of.

Although it is a bit lonely, it is also beneficial-you can observe others openly.Don't think too much, how can it be regarded as voyeurism if you look at it openly.

Am I dead?But I still exist.

How are you?Is my body dead or in a vegetative state?Or...is there another "Shiraishi Pure" continuing to "live" instead of me?

There was a moment of loneliness in my heart, just as I was thinking about it, a dark shadow flashed in front of me, and I subconsciously stopped the car.

A group of social teenagers walked out of the alley, but fortunately, no one was wearing clothes.

Why do you say that these people are "social teenagers"?At first glance, it probably looks like some unscrupulous teenagers who play truant from class and form cliques to fight.Nationality does not affect the judgment of the first impression. In short, this group of people is very social.

They whispered vulgar language in Italian, and it seemed that this group had just suffered a defeat.

I looked out curiously and saw a person standing in the alley.His blond hair was stained with blood, and he stood in the shadows at the end of the alley, soaked in blood.

Wow, iron-blooded tough guy! ?

"..." He murmured softly, but I couldn't hear it clearly. His head was lowered so that the broken hair on his forehead covered his face, and I couldn't see his appearance clearly due to the dim light.I secretly admired this brother who didn't look very strong but was actually quite fierce when he faced the group of social teenagers and let them go away in frustration. I turned around and was about to leave.

"Please wait."

I froze for a moment, the voice was nice, but calling me?At that moment, the rationality produced by my "heart" as a "human" was shaken, and then I remembered that I was a "ghost" now.Oh, that's not calling me.

I continued to walk, and the voice behind me became more urgent: "Please wait a moment...! Miss...!"

? ! ?

I turned around in my heart, and at the same time, a group of animals whose scientific name was alpaca and commonly known as grass mud horse ran past in my mind.

Although my feet are on the ground now, I am no different from a human being, but you can actually see me? ? ?hell? ? ?

Oh no, it really is hell.

I immediately felt a little sympathetic to this big brother. Is it possible that a person is about to die and can see something between yin and yang when he is dying.

Turning around and looking over, I didn't expect that he had already slid down against the wall behind him and spread out on the ground in a disfigured manner.

Sure enough, my sympathy deepened a little.If this big brother can also become a ghost, maybe we can chat as companions.

There was an awkward pause for two seconds, and the only sound in the air was the unsteady breathing of the other party.This is even more embarrassing.

"Are you talking to me?" I was not in a hurry, and said without expecting.

I stared at a pair of golden eyes and froze for a moment.

It seems that there was such a scene ten years ago.

"Here...you are the only one, miss." The voice of the person in front of him seemed a little helpless.

I blinked and decided not to tell him I was a ghost.It's always good to have someone to talk to.And this person...

He is my first male god.

Yes, the miraculous Insider Mechanism helped me figure out that he was Giotto.

It is indeed very similar to A Gang ten years later.No, it should be said that Gang is like him.

"Sorry... Although I want to say that you shouldn't come to this place, but in my situation... can you help me?" he asked.

I was standing, he was sitting, the background was the depths of a deep alley, my clothes were still the same as before my death, clean, but he was covered in blood, he should be in a state of embarrassment, but he had a unique temperament.

... Don't tell me the fan filter is too thick for me.

I observed it, and he could probably hold on like this, and he couldn't die.So I took two steps forward and asked, "How do you know I'm not a bad person?"

In fact, I'm not sure if I can touch him. If I pass through... I might be responsible if I'm scared to death.But ghosts are not responsible.

He blinked: "Intuition."

I knelt down in front of him, but he didn't move, but I just stretched out my hand and touched his sleeve.Well, there is the touch of clothes, which can be held firmly.

After confirming that there was no problem, I supported him and stood up.

The Giotto in front of me is placed at the age of teenagers and youths, with a bit of childishness, and more of a gentle and calm feeling.

The blood on his body was still wet and rubbed against my clothes. I didn't mind it and let him lean on me.

"Sorry for getting your clothes dirty," he said, trying again to stand without putting his weight on my body.

Before he could say the next sentence, I interrupted him: "Don't move around, gentlemanly demeanor is not what you should show at this time, sir."

Then he shut up, and after actually supporting him for two steps, I realized a problem belatedly.

People on the street can't see me. If we go out like this, from the perspective of passers-by, Giotto's strange posture will attract people's attention every minute.

Seeing me stop, he turned his head and asked suspiciously, "What's wrong?"

I didn't speak, and supported him to walk down the street again.Seeing that I didn't answer, he didn't continue to ask.Hardly walking to a place where the sun can shine, I stopped suddenly, and took his arm off my shoulder very steadily and quickly.

I supported him: "I'll take you two more steps, and then you can ask other people on the street for help, sir."

I pulled him forward, in a less creepy third-person perspective.

He doesn't seem to understand why, but I can't explain it to him.

"wait……?!"

Let him lean against the wall by the street, the blood all over his body attracted the attention of passers-by, I put my hand down and took a step back, then raised my hand and waved at him, smiling: "Good luck, sir."

Let’s hide merit and fame in this way. The red scarf does not leave a name for doing good deeds. Please call me Huo Lei Feng. Thank you.

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Sao operation is coming! !This is the moment to reveal the foreshadowing! !Are you surprised this time? !Is it surprising? !

It's March 3st, I'll post it earlier this time, please give me more comments!It's not over yet!