My iceberg smiled

Chapter 946 Is It Really Alive?

the other side.

underground base.

Looking at the call that ended suddenly, Zhuo Qiu was in a daze.

After seeing these two mobile phones, his heart was ashamed.

That kind of unspeakable pain broke out completely, he never cried, not for big or small things.

But today she lost her composure in front of Ye Jin'er.

He couldn't control the soreness in his eyes, and the scorching heat gushing out of them almost burned his skin.

The hand holding the phone kept tightening.

But at this moment, the screen of the phone turned on and switched to an incoming call.

It's a string of unfamiliar numbers.

This mobile phone was given to Anan by him, Zhuo Qiu couldn't figure out who else could call this number, and it happened to be at this moment after he turned it on.

This is Anan's relic, he must keep it and deal with it.

Subconsciously, he connected to the phone and listened to the voice inside.

The person inside paused for a few seconds before speaking. The voice was very soft, and when it passed through the current, it carried an unrealistic distortion.

The other party only said "Hello", and Zhuo Qiu's blood rushed to his brain, boiling as if it was about to explode.

There was a brief tinnitus in his ears, buzzing, and he couldn't hear clearly.Because of his excitement, he accidentally kicked the chair next to him, making a loud noise.

Zhuo Qiu thought, now that he is seriously ill, he is starting to hear hallucinations.

Imagine that everyone's voice is that guy's voice.

But that's okay, at least he can still hallucinate.

He really hadn't heard that guy's voice for too long.

So he didn't answer and wanted to continue listening.

The other party said "Hello" again, and asked him, "Can you hear me?"

This time it was heard more clearly, and the voice was more similar.

Zhuo Qiu's throat was a little choked up, he couldn't speak, and his eyes immediately turned red.

"The phone you picked up is mine."

"..."

"Can you give me my phone back?"

"..."

"It's important to me."

A few more words came from the opposite side, and each sentence was a bigger stone, hitting Zhuo Qiu's heart lake.

The waves on the lake are getting bigger and bigger, and the splashes are getting higher and higher, and finally they can't stop swaying and shining.

Zhuo Qiu was already beyond excited.

Even if it is an auditory hallucination, it is too real.

The voice lingered in his ears, over and over again.

There was a voice in my heart telling Zhuo Qiu that it was him, it was him.

Zhuo Qiu's nose was sour, and he began to call the other party's name, calling continuously.

He was afraid that it was fake, and he was afraid that it was a dream.

I'm afraid that this phone call was made up by him, and it may not exist at all.

Even after hearing the man's voice, Zhuo Qiu asked him repeatedly uncertainly if he was still alive.

Is it really alive?

He just wanted an answer, and he just wanted to hear the man tell him seriously: "I'm still alive."

But that sentence was not heard after all, and the phone was hung up.

He was absent-minded for a while, until Ye Jin'er called him.

"Mr. Zhuo, are you okay? Just... who called?" Ye Jin'er looked at Zhuo Qiu with some distress.

After all, the other party was crying just now, and she didn't know how to comfort her.

Zhuo Qiu's eyes suddenly lit up when he heard Ye Jin'er's words. He grabbed Ye Jin'er's arm and shook it tremblingly: "Did someone call just now, right? You saw that I answered the phone, right? "

Ye Jin'er was a little dazed, and nodded dully. She felt that Zhuo Qiu was a little out of order, "Yes, you kept calling Anan on the phone."

Isn't Anan, who was very important to Mr. Zhuo, dead?

Hey, Mr. Zhuo is so pitiful.

(End of this chapter)