Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

She held up the phone, frowned, and blurted out.

"Where are you? Is there anyone around? Have you taken any medicine? Have you seen a doctor? What did the doctor say?"

"..."

No, the headache may not be a physical problem, but...

The problem of the soul.

She subconsciously began to think about which step she had not made right.

Logically speaking, there should be no problem.

He didn't speak.

It seemed that the pain was really severe. From the phone, I could only hear his deep breathing.

Breathing is not steady and even.

Take a long breath, take a long breath.

She waited for him for a while, "Hello?"

She was a little anxious when she couldn't wait for his answer.

"gentlemen?"

"Um."

He responded lowly.

The voice was very light, as light as a small hook, making people's hearts tangle together instantly.

She held up her phone and walked back and forth.

He didn't speak, and now she could only worry.

"...By the way, what about the flowers?"

She looked outside and calmed down, "You take it out, fry it, boil it, whatever you want, and eat it."

It will definitely be useful, as long as he eats it.

He still had no voice.

Only the low and shallow breathing could be heard.

I don’t know what happened.

It must have hurt.

He has always been able to tolerate pain. If he really said it, it must be very painful.

It hurts to the point of dying.

Yun Si was alone by the trash can, anxious and worried.

Afraid that something would happen to him, afraid that he would die.

Afraid that his body wouldn't be able to bear it.

"Sir, can you hear me?"

"Can you still move now?"

"Where are you? I'm going to find-"

Before he finished speaking, the phone was hung up.

A long beep.

Yun Si's voice immediately stuck there.

"……Hello?"

She put down her phone and looked at the screen.

Really hung up.

"..." She was angry and anxious.

Concern leads to chaos. Once she heard that he was uncomfortable, she had no other thoughts at all.

The floor on the second floor was still covered with water, and it was wet.

She was on the first floor, holding her cell phone and trying to call again.

"beep--"

"Hello, the user you dialed has shut down, please try again later——"

Hang up and call again.

"beep--"

"Hello, the user you dialed has been closed——"

Hang up and call again.

"beep--"

"Hello, the user you dialed——"

"..." She was so anxious that she wanted to throw her phone.

Bad man, what happened? !

Outside, the rain is still falling and the wind is still blowing.

The rainwater flowed down the sloping path, collecting in the ditch, and the water splashed everywhere.

In the room, she put down her cell phone with a bang and placed her hands on the tailoring table.

Lower your head, close your eyes, and take a deep breath.

Try to calm down your emotions.

Don't be too nervous or worry too much.

There is one last way.

She forced herself to calm down and calm down.

Close your eyes and feel.

Feel the location of the floating flower on the other side.

It was a little clone taken from her body, so it would logically be connected to her.

As long as she is calm, she can sense it.

Feel its distance from her.

She closed her eyes and lowered her head.

Quietly, the little face fell into the shadow.

The frowned eyebrows moved slightly.

Time passed on the wall, and the rain outside was still annoying.

The rain slapped on the iron door, crackling like firecrackers.

There is always a feeling of being smashed.

After almost five minutes passed, she opened her eyes instantly.

The figure was like a ghost, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

leave.