Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

This is already the fifty-eighth day of being tracked.

On the way to and from school, there were people following her.

It was him, she knew.

Although he hid it well and never showed any signs of tracking, but...

She could smell his breath from a distance.

Very light, yet easily identifiable.

Follow her all the way, keeping a close distance.

When she stopped, he stopped too.

When she walked, he kept walking at her pace.

One after another, always like this.

We met by chance at first, and then we followed her home from school.

Later...it gradually turned into following her to and from school.

Yun Si noticed him from the beginning.

Because she could smell his breath.

At first, she thought it was just a coincidence.

Maybe it's because his way home is the same as hers, so they walk a certain distance every day.

Or maybe it was because he had to do something nearby, so he often appeared here, and he happened to be on the same road with her.

In short, it's just a coincidence.

But then...

She began to realize something was wrong.

Because, if it was a stranger she didn't know, how could it be so perfect that he would walk behind her at the same time every day?

Get on the same bus as her and stand not too far away from her.

Get off at the same stop, same way home.

It's like this every day, seven in the morning and six in the afternoon.

It's too much of a coincidence, but it's artificial.

He was following her, she soon realized.

Obviously, he didn't know her.

But he was stalking her, every day.

Yun Si tried to take a detour and went to a shop to buy a bottle of drink.

In the end, he was still on the same path as her.

Follow her around, and then follow her all the way to the door of her house.

Like a perverted idiot.

Yun Si remained calm and confused.

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This is the seventieth day of being tracked.

It was raining and there were many people on the bus and it was very crowded.

There are people everywhere, and there are heads everywhere.

The space in the car, which is already limited, becomes thinner because of the large number of people.

I feel like my breathing is suffocating, stuffy, and a little out of breath.

For the first time that day, he was close to her.

Standing in the corner, he held up his hands to block the people who kept pushing towards her.

A strong yet slightly cold and refreshing aura enveloped her surroundings.

He didn't speak to her, just stood there like a stranger.

He looked out the window, not looking at her.

Wearing a peaked cap and a straight nose, he is very handsome.

Like the male protagonist coming out of a comic book.

Her shoulders were broad and thick, and her arms were resting on the railing by the window, making a small space for her.

I don’t know if it’s intentional or unintentional.

Yun Si noticed him and looked up at him.

He has a pale face and is very handsome, but he gives people a cold sense of distance.

It's like he doesn't want to talk to anyone.

Yun Si looked at him and tilted her head.

Some confusion, unable to figure out what he was thinking.

I don't know if he noticed her, or if all this was just her overthinking.

She looked at his cold and distant look and lowered her head again.

Quietly.

She must be overthinking, right?

she was thinking.

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The 100th day of being tracked.

The distance that is neither far nor close is getting closer.

Walking on the road, it turned out that he was twenty or thirty meters away from her.

Even at the beginning, when they met for the first time, the two people were almost fifty meters apart.