Duoduo sat on the cross, curiously watching the bustling crowd in the square, her feet swaying in the air.
There were foreigners, a family of three, couples holding hands, and elderly with unsteady steps. They were all very leisurely, chatting, taking pictures, playing around, looking very happy.
There were fewer people during the day, but at night there would be more.
Many people looked up at this Gothic-style church in front of them, raising their phones to take pictures, yet no one noticed Duoduo's existence.
But soon, Duoduo noticed something unusual; she found a young man who kept looking up in her direction.
A little puzzled, she moved her body from the left of the cross to the right, and that person's gaze seemed to follow her.
So, Duoduo summoned a gust of Yin Wind, descended from the sky to the square, and realized why the other person could see her: because he was a ghost too.
"Are you an angel?"
