[Net King] Only you can see me

It is difficult to find a suitable place for a spirit to stay.

Qian Chuanmuhe checked the boy's ward for a long time before choosing to sit on the window sill—after unremitting exploration, she was finally able to control her "body" to stay in a certain place in a random posture.

Beside her was a pot of small daisies, which did not bloom, but only had green and fluffy leaves. In her school, this kind of flower was all over the campus.

She rested her chin and looked at the person sitting on the bedside telling stories to the children.

His voice was soft and pleasant, and the smile on his face was gentle, and he didn't look like he was lost during the day at all.

The stars outside are very bright, and the chirping voices of children in the room are very soothing.

Chikawa Muwa stared there, in a daze.

Chikawa Haruto liked to tease her when she was a child.As a child, I can't distinguish the boundary between "funny" and "bullying" carefully. I always feel that I am very pitiful in this family. When my brother bullies me, my parents are still watching and laughing.Sometimes she would cry when she was teased hard, and it seemed that the size of the howl represented the extent to which Haruto Qianchuan bullied her.

There is also a family living on the same street. There are three siblings in the family. The boy named Zhou Zhu, who is about her age, always protects his younger brother behind him.At times like this, she would always howl with envy, causing Fuji Zhousuke to misunderstand that she was sad because seeing their brother being bullied, and she was very moved and took it as a confidant.

This person named Yukimura should also be a gentle and good brother.

This kind of gentle and strong person made her unable to help but want to guard him well. Of course, his beauty also strengthened Qian Chuan's heart to live and die with the pot of daisies.

For the current Qianchuan Muhe, time seems to have no meaning.

She thought that there were many spirits like her in the hospital, but after really wandering around outside, she realized that she was the only one. She was really lonely.

Alone, I finished counting the stars outside the naked eye, and when I looked back, it was very late again.

It was also uncomfortable to stay in one place all the time. She stood up and moved around before walking to the hospital bed.

Without the embarrassment when he first came here, Qianshan Muhe now looks like a beautiful boy and is upright and confident.

It just happens to be a beautiful day, and there is a "beauty by your side", this kind of life is simply poetic!

Qian Chuan Muhe couldn't help laughing, and looked at the beauty again, feeling relieved for a while.

Girls' schools are good in everything, but there are too few men.However, fourteen or fifteen years old is the age of flowers, and the flowers that are blooming just want to meet bees with only discerning eyes.Therefore, in their school, those sporadic men became His Royal Highness in the dreams of all the girls.She once heard Her Royal Highness the princess of the drama club in her class announce that she fell in love with the teacher who taught history. Poor thing, the teacher was already in his early fifties, and he even gave up easily.

If she could still wake up, this period of sleeping and living with the beautiful boy would be considered the most wonderful part of her junior high school life.

Looking forward to the future, a slight whine caught her attention.

If you count her, there are only two people in the room.

She lowered her head in doubt, and saw that the beauty frowned. It was obviously more than April, and beads of sweat on his forehead rolled into the hairline, soaking it all up.

Things don't look good.

She was eager to grab the calling bell, and without a doubt, her fingers went through it.

She was helpless, and in desperation, she wanted to touch his forehead, and she moved her hand towards him, only to feel a wave of heat flow through her whole body.

She retracted her hands unconsciously, frightened by this feeling.

She shouldn't feel it, but what's going on now?

She stared at her fingertips, perhaps because of the light, it looked much more real than during the day.

Hesitatingly stretched out her hand and felt it carefully. This time she was sure that she had touched the real thing. The feeling was very hazy, but it was no longer without any tactile sensation.

"who are you?"

She only paid attention to the tactile sensation under her fingers, and when she heard this voice for the first time, she trembled in fright.

After lowering his eyes, he realized that the person lying on the bed opened his eyes in a daze.

"Can you see me?"

Qian Chuanmuhe was very surprised, he should not be able to see it!This is how the same thing?!

The person on the bed ignored her question, and with his eyes still open in bewilderment, he repeated: "Who are you?"

It was like swearing not to give up without asking for her information.

I am the former ICU comatose patient who was moved to the general ward on the floor above you today - I don't know if he will believe such an answer.

Qian Chuan Muhe was struggling with how to answer this question, hesitating to speak, he suddenly closed his eyes and walked over.Before falling asleep, he subconsciously arched her hand.

Well, maybe it was because of the fever, and I asked that question because I felt the coolness on my forehead.

She covered his hot cheeks and saw the abnormal blush slowly subside.

Her "body temperature" must be very cool, which made him relax and open his eyebrows comfortably.

Heaving a sigh of relief silently, Qianchuan Muhe still maintained the same posture, changing hands occasionally, watching him fall asleep with even breathing, she couldn't help yawning, and "slept" with her eyes closed.

When I woke up again, there was weak sunlight in the room.The daisies on the balcony quietly enjoy the morning light in the peaceful morning.

The young man kept his face sideways awkwardly and pressed against her palm, feeling carefully, the heat in his hand disappeared, and the obvious sense of reality also disappeared.

Only then was she completely relieved, withdrew her hand, and nestled on the edge of the balcony again.

I didn't think about why she could touch his forehead yesterday, but now that I calm down and think about it, I feel that my mind is foggy.Before yesterday, she obviously didn't have any sense of substance, and she tried to ring the call bell before touching his forehead last night, which was also a normal penetration.Adding that she returned to her previous state after waking up in the morning, there are only three possibilities.

The first - she could feel a higher than normal body temperature.This is easy to verify. She went to several wards and selected a few people who had seen the nurse measure their body temperature with their own eyes. She didn't have a situation similar to last night at various temperatures, up to the limit temperature of the human body.

The second type - due to some kind of opportunity, she can temporarily have a sense of touch.This is more difficult to verify. She simulated everything that happened last night, even her emotions were almost the same as last night, and the result was still the same as the first one.

The last possibility...

She moved her eyes to Yukimura, the problem might be with him...

It was indeed the first time she met this young man. As far as she knew, he might not be her blood relative. Could it be that he also possessed special abilities?

So, why does this ability exist?