The female student delivering homework had encountered many people within the office building, and whenever she asked if someone would be willing to help her, they would either run away, refuse, or look at her with pity and agree to help. Gao Ming was the first of his kind she had ever met.
"No, the homework isn't yours..." The girl seemed like her secret had been exposed, and she ran upstairs holding onto the thick stack of homework.
"Don't go!" Gao Ming followed the girl: "I've noticed you're different from those ghost students; they all try their best to disguise themselves as humans, the more ordinary their appearance, the better. Yet, you look very distinctive, and I can tell at a glance that you're special."
Gao Ming grabbed the girl's arm, which was thin, fragile, and weak, and he could feel her temperature.
