[Net King] Only you can see me

The boy named Niwang told a classic ghost story, the content revolved around "the woman in the white skirt", "wet footprints" and "hospital".

Qian Chuanmuhe listened intently for a few minutes before completely losing interest.

She wandered around the hospital every day these days, and had never seen that kind of legendary figure, if she didn't count.

She flicked her fingers in a daze in boredom, or floated in front of the bespectacled boy to check his pale face.

The topics of the teenagers always dragged on for a long time, and after a few minutes, the topic turned around to Kirihara's academic problems.

"No matter how bad the English is this time, Chi won't have to participate in the Kanto competition."

The black-faced Sanada was so imposing that Kirihara was so frightened that his hair was full of kelp and he didn't dare to shake it. He just nodded blindly: "Hi! Hi! Vice Minister."

"I heard that there is a very good candidate in the first grade of Qingxue. It is said that his grades are also very good, and he can get full marks in English class without listening. Chi will not even have the opportunity to meet him? This is too ugly .”

Yukimura held a cup of warm water and put pressure on him with a smile.

"...Hi, Minister."

Kirihara touched his hairy neck secretly, not daring to refute it with the reason "that guy named Echizen came back from America".

"It's time for us to practice, and Yukimura needs to rest too."

Liu who had been standing by the side looked at the clock on the wall and said.

The lively living room suddenly became quiet.

There was less noise in the ears, Qian Chuanmuhe came back to his senses, and looked at the few people puzzled.

They didn't say anything, and said goodbye to Yukimura's family politely.

Chikawa Muwa also followed.

Akari Kirihara also walked a distance in the front before looking back at Yukimura who was standing at the door watching them off.

"Minister...will you be okay?"

He still couldn't help asking in a low voice.

"No, because he is Yukimura."

Surprisingly, this sentence came out of Liu Sheng's mouth.

Because it is Yukimura, nothing will happen. Do you believe in his luck or his will?

Qian Chuan Muhe stopped at the intersection, and as long as he turned his head sideways, he saw bright green shoots sprouting from the treetops.Looking back further, he could see the gate of the courtyard. The young man stood in the wind, looking at his companions who had gone far away, and turned around until they disappeared.

His strides were small, his pace was slow, and one of his legs was trembling on closer inspection.

Chikawa knew about his disease, a disease that affects movement and makes a teenager's gait look like that of an old man.

How much it will make people sad.

Especially since this young man was born so beautiful and lived such a wonderful life, there are infinite possibilities in life.

At night, Yukimura had a fever.

Qian Chuan Muhe squatted on the sofa beside the bed, watching him try not to groan/groan in pain.He didn't want to wake his parents up, or, much less, let them see his weakness.

He probably felt very uncomfortable, his body curled up into a ball, his forehead was dripping with sweat, and his hair was wet.

She leaned forward and climbed onto the bed, hesitated for a while, and then stretched out her hand——

Warm, viscous, is body temperature and sweat.

Like last time, she touched the entity.

Better than last time, she didn't panic, put her hand on his forehead, and said, "Xingmura, can you hear me?"

Her breathing was gradually rapid in response.

Almost inaudible.

Qian Chuan rubbed his forehead dejectedly, using his own temperature to cool him down.

The sticky hands made her very uncomfortable psychologically. Just as she was about to change hands, her restless eyes slowly opened, and the blue-purple eyes were foggy.

His voice was quite clear, and there was even a faint smile on his lips: "Are you a 'Woman in a White Dress'?"

Qian Chuanmuhe quickly realized that he was talking about the protagonist in the story of the white-haired boy during the day.

The woman in the white skirt in the story is sinister and terrifying, and she thinks she is not such a spirit body.Then this title cannot be admitted: "I am not."

Yukimura laughed again, his eyes blurred, he couldn't see her face clearly, he could only vaguely see her white dress, which looked like a school uniform.

There was a string of blue luster on her wrist resting on his forehead, which looked very bright in the dark, like a bracelet.

"Then you are a thief?"

Yukimura smiled and guessed.

"No. Strictly speaking, I am not a complete person, I can only be regarded as a spirit body."

Chikawa Muwa explained seriously.

Yukimura laughed again, and he smiled with a kind of weak beauty when he was sick: "So it was you last time? Miss Ghost."

Obviously, Qianchuan Muhe was also dissatisfied with this title. She frowned and thought for a while before saying, "It was indeed me last time, but I'm not such an evil thing. So don't give me a scary nickname." , if you insist, you can call me 'Spirit Body' Sang."

Yukimura really laughed out loud this time, and there was more vitality in his voice: "Then Spirit Body-san, have you been following me all this time?"

From the hospital to his home, it seemed unreasonable not to follow him, she simply admitted generously: "Yes, I followed you on purpose."

"You..." Yukimura asked hesitantly, "You have a crush on me?"

"..."

Qian Chuan Muhe was speechless.

Yukimura changed the question again: "Why can't I see you during the day?"

She shrugged, fearing that he might not be able to see clearly, she said, "I don't know myself. Last time you saw me when you had a fever. It's the same this time. I can't touch you normally. You can see me too." Not to me."

Yukimura did not study this aspect. Under the cold spiritual body, the heat on his body also dropped, and his eyes were still blurred.

He lay in silence for a while, the coolness covering his head gradually disappeared, and the smoke in front of his eyes also dissipated. He looked at the time on the alarm clock display by the window, and asked softly: "I can see that you are Soon it will become like you..."

What answered him was a room of silence, everything just now was like a ridiculous dream during a high fever, unreality and no evidence, even the cold touch might just be his conjecture.

After all, he is still alone, in the night of being tortured by illness.

He was drowsy, the heat came up again, and the white shadow that had disappeared before his eyes reappeared little by little.

"Hey! Don't be depressed. I'm here with you. Don't be afraid. I won't hurt anyone."

Seeing his sudden loneliness, Qianchuan Muhe couldn't bear it.In the past few days, she has often come to see him, and has developed some feelings of sympathy for him.The same youth is also troubled, teenage girls are always kind and always afraid to face the unknown future alone.He was the only one who could see her, and that would be good, and at least it would be less difficult for the two of them to stay together in the hopeless days.

and so--

"Even if you can't see me for a while, I will be by your side."

Because only you can see me.

The author has something to say: Yukimura: "You really have a crush on me, it's so easy to talk about love."

Qianchuan Muhe: "..."