Under a tree on the edge of the school playground, a fat boy sits.

He dangled his legs and looked around at his classmates with envy.

These people, playing basketball, playing football, walking, gossiping, seem to be commonplace, but to him, they are untouchable.

I don't know when he started, he found that he would be ignored when he stood in the crowd, and the topics he said were always ignored, so he had to stand by the crowd and laugh with a group of people, and after laughing, the crowd left in groups, leaving him alone.

Over time, he felt like he was getting used to it.

But he found that the situation was getting worse.

A month ago, I woke up. The ability is called transparency, and he feels that this ability is very compatible with himself.

I'm a transparent person.

The situation seems to have worsened lately, and the students used to at least know that they were sitting in the corner and occasionally talking to themselves, but now they pass by their own positions and even ask who they are; Teachers always can't remember their names in class; Just now, the physical education teacher called names, and they all skipped themselves directly.

Even their own parents often forget that they still have their own people at home.

He believed that even if he disappeared now, no one would notice.

But that's good, you can have everything to yourself.

It's fun, it's delicious, it's good-looking.

And the girls who are dressed up nicely and are no longer afraid to look them in the eye.

Ding Bo felt that he was probably destined to be a lonely person for the rest of his life.

At this time, Ding Bo saw a classmate walking towards him, and he recognized that this was the current big celebrity in the class, named Yang Ming.

He looked at Yang Ming's gaze, which fell completely elsewhere, and obviously, he didn't notice himself.

But after a while, he saw Yang Ming sitting down beside him.

Just staring at the distance, Ding Bo followed Yang Ming's gaze and landed on Zhong Peng, who was playing football.

I heard that the relationship between the two of them is very good. Ding Bo thought to himself.

I'm so envious.

Ding Bo raised his head and tilted his head to look at Yang Ming, but the latter's gaze was still on Zhong Peng.

He hoped that Yang Ming would turn his head to look at him, but he knew that even if he turned his head, he wouldn't notice him.

Even if you see your face and say hello, you turn your head and forget about it.

Then he saw Yang Ming lower his head and spread out his left palm, with a name written on it:

Dingbo.

Ding Bo was stunned for a moment.

Yang Ming sighed and said, "Alas, who is this Ding Bo!" Is there really such a person in our class? ”

Looking for your own?

Ding Bo felt a wave in his heart. He patted Yang Ming on the shoulder vigorously and said, "Are you looking for me?" ”

Yang Ming immediately turned his head and looked at him with a shocked expression.

It's sad that this is the only way to attract the attention of others. Ding Bo thought to himself.

Yang Ming stared at him for a few seconds before he spoke: "Brother, when did you get here, I didn't find out at all." ”

"Ah, actually, I was here from the beginning." Ding Bo said, grinning, "But most people don't notice me." ”

"You're looking for me?" He asked.

"I'm looking for you?" Yang Ming looked at him, a little puzzled, and asked rhetorically, "I'm sorry, may I ask who you are?" ”

The young man pointed to the name on Yang Ming's left hand.

"I am." Ding Bo squeezed out a smile and said.

"You're Timbo?!"

Yang Ming was a little incredulous, and looked down at the name of his left hand.

The moment he looked down, he realized that he had forgotten who he had just spoken to.

Then he hurried back to what he had just looked. I saw the fat boy sitting on the side again.

Yang Ming was even more shocked, and tried several times. I am finally convinced that the fat boy in front of me is like a living ghost!

"What's going on? I can't remember you? Are you hanging? Yang Ming asked.

Ding Bo didn't answer immediately, because he had some inexplicable feelings in his heart.

He saw Yang Ming raise his head and bow his head, just to be sure that he existed, and the loneliness that had been there for a long time actually came up from his heart again.

No matter how much I resist, I am still afraid of loneliness.

A smile appeared on Ding Bo's round face, and he said, "Ah, it's actually because of my ability. It's called transparency, and it makes everyone who has seen me or my name unconsciously ignore my existence. ”

"You are Yang Ming, the big celebrity in our class. What do you want me to do? He asked again.

"I'm looking for you to team up!" Yang Ming grinned, revealing a mouthful of big white teeth.

"Teaming up?!" Dingbo couldn't believe his ears.

"Hmm." Yang Ming nodded, not daring to take his eyes off Ding Bo, for fear that he would disappear as soon as he turned his head.

"Lao Liu said that there are five people in our class who are awakened, and if they can, they will form a team together, they are all classmates, and they will be more united and tacit." Yang Ming said.

"But my ability level is only D, and it's not very useful." Ding Bo said sluggishly.

"It's all classmates, and it doesn't matter if it's useful or not to form a team." Yang Ming said with a smile, "Fat water doesn't flow into outsiders' fields, not to mention that your ability is useless, it's just a BUG, okay!" ”

"Huh?"

"You think, as soon as you come on the field, everyone won't notice you, can you walk up to your opponent openly and slap him to death!" Yang Ming's brain made up that picture, and couldn't help laughing.

This is a natural assassin!

Ding Bo looked at him blankly, his mouth slightly open, and the emotion in his heart was surging.

It was the first time he had heard someone boast about himself like that. It's not clever, though.

"How? Team up, right? Yang Ming stretched out his hand to Ding Bo.

Ding Bo shuddered, then slowly stretched out his hand.

The hands of the two teenagers were clasped together, solid and powerful.

"That's right." Yang Ming patted Ding Bo's shoulder, pinched the young man's sluggish fat face again, and said with a smile: "It's not easy for me to find you, since you're a teammate, don't cry with a sad face, come, give me a good laugh!" ”

Ding Bo burst out laughing.

Maybe it's the one that grows so big and smiles the brightest.

Yang Ming on the side hugged him, quickly took out his mobile phone, 'clicked', and took a picture.

Yang Ming shook his phone and said to Ding Bo: "It's not easy to find you, I don't want to turn around and forget about my teammates, who will I go to when there is a shortage of people." ”

As he spoke, he also noted the name and ability of Ding Bo in the photo.

"Well, I shouldn't forget it now." Yang Ming squinted his eyes and said.

The fat boy looked sluggish.

At this time, the ball game on the football field had just ended, Zhong Peng shouted Yang Ming's name loudly, Yang Ming turned around and stood up, and waved his hand at Zhong Peng.

And the fat boy behind him was overwhelmed by the loneliness and sense of belonging that had been accumulated for a long time and suddenly gushed out.

Wow, crying tears.

Yang Ming heard the cry, but Ding Bo's impression was already blurred in his mind.

When he saw the photo on his phone, he suddenly turned his head.

But the fat boy is gone.