Narcissistic after his death

"Who are you and why are you taking my phone?"

There was such a voice on the phone.

It was a man, relatively young, with a very hoarse and cold voice, which made people feel nervous for no reason.

At the beginning, Su Guangshan felt as if he had been put into a freezer, and felt chills all over his body, but after a second or two, he suddenly felt that the voice was extremely familiar, and then he thought of the question that the caller said ...

That person's cell phone?

This is his younger brother Su Shiyuan's cell phone.

Su Guangshan is in a complicated mood now. With these reminders, he has a faint feeling that the person talking to him may really be Su Shiyuan.

But isn't Su Shiyuan dead?It was Su Shiyuan's ghost who spoke?

Su Guangshan's eyes blinked violently, and they were all at a loss.

"Hey, are you dumb? Why don't you talk?" The voice on the phone became impatient and slightly angry.

The voice is completely Su Shiyuan's, but the tone and way of speaking are different. His younger brother Su Shiyuan is gentle, sensible, and indifferent... the kind of person who is the most cold and violent, but will never show anger .

"A Yuan?" Su Guangshan finally spoke out, because he was eager to confirm if this was his younger brother.

The voice on the phone didn't speak for a long time, and when Su Guangshan called for the second time, he opened his mouth and said: "Brother, hang up the phone, just pretend that we haven't talked this time."

This is Ah Yuan!

A Yuan cared about him, so he wouldn't contact him even if he became a ghost. A Yuan still cared about his relatives before he was alive!

A Yuan who won't hurt him!

These thoughts flashed across Su Guangshan's brain like lightning, afraid that Su Shiyuan would hang up the phone, Su Guangshan said hurriedly: "Ah Yuan, can we talk? Brother misses you so much..."

As soon as the words came out, Su Guangshan's nose and eyes were sore, and he couldn't cry.

The voice on the other side listened quietly for more than ten seconds, but not only did not respond, but also hung up the phone.

Su Guangshan panicked, and hurriedly called back, but how could an account get through to him by himself?

Moreover, this dialog box is a conversation between Su Shiyuan and Wo Zining. Su Guangshan is in a hurry to go to the doctor. If he makes a voice call, he will be calling Wo Zining.

Wo Zining was diagnosed by a psychiatrist inside. He felt the phone vibrating in his pocket, and thought it was Su Shiyuan calling. When he clicked on it, it turned out to be Su Shiyuan's call.

Afraid that Su Shiyuan was in a hurry, he didn't even think about it, so he put the connection to his ear and listened.

"Hello..." He didn't say Su Shiyuan's name, because there was a psychiatrist in front of him.

The other end of the phone did not speak, only the sound of heavy breathing with a faint cry.

"Why do you..." Wo Zining's anxious voice stopped because the other party hung up the phone suddenly.

Wo Zining tried to make a few calls, but was hung up.

"Sorry, come back for this diagnosis next time and continue to do it. My friend is in an emergency." Wo Zining finished speaking quickly, and opened the door to go out without any response from the doctor.

The anxious Wo Zining forgot the existence of Su Guangshan outside the office.

Su Guangshan, who was expressionless, looked at Wo Zining who was running, silently squeezed the phone tightly, and quickly followed closely.

Because they were so fast, when the bewildered psychiatrist in the office came out to check the situation, he couldn't even see their backs, only Su Guangshan who was ignorant of everything and sleeping peacefully on the hospital bench of the men.

"Hey, hello..." The psychiatrist wanted to wake up his men, but his men impatiently slapped the psychiatrist's hand off and continued to sleep.

"Oh——" the psychiatrist opened his mouth in disbelief, and mocked, "This kind of work status, maybe you will be fired if you go back."

The psychiatrist, who couldn't get used to other people's poor work, adjusted his glasses, returned to his office in disgust, and studied the patient's information meticulously.