Chapter 742 Talking Again
It is still the familiar voice, the familiar tone, the familiar peaceful background of the turbulent waves.

But now all this was covered with another layer of gray mist in his ears.

She is still talking about those interesting little stories, with a clear and low voice, and a little rustling description, which makes people feel peaceful and comfortable.

But this kind of voice came to his ears, but it always reminded him of the photo of the flames and the black and white news headlines in the old newspaper.

"Four dead in fire in top room of cruise ship."

"The young female DJ jumped into the sea and died, and her bones have not been found so far."

Wen Lueyan closed his eyes suddenly, and the slightly trembling brows seemed to hide very complicated emotions.

There may be sympathy and incomprehension in it, but most of it is probably fear.

It was like seeing a living horror story.

But when he closed his eyes, there seemed to be a low, slightly melancholy female voice in the darkness.

"Maybe people are scarier than ghosts?"

"If there are really ghosts in this world, it's probably because they forgot their way home, or because they have unfulfilled wishes, that they are reluctant to leave?"

The girl's beautiful and melancholy eyes came to his mind, she looked at him and asked cautiously,
"Have you ever heard of a whale named Alice?"

Everything came to an abrupt end.

Wen Lueyan opened his eyes again and took out his phone.

His hand trembled slightly when he pressed the first number, but he quickly controlled it.

He dialed the number.

beep - beep - beep -

The beeping sound before the connection was always considered normal and never cared about, but now I hear it in my ears, and I can't help but extend a large number of strange imaginations.

Where did the sound of searching for radio waves come from?
Is it a normal cable?
Or is it something else, like this station, hidden in those regular cables, something unique that no one can connect to?
From land to sea?

No, no!
Do not think too much!
Maybe everything is a misunderstanding, is it your own imagination?

Do you want to ask her?

Just ask, if there is an unacceptable answer, then I will never use this radio again, and it will be regarded as a dream.

If it is my misunderstanding, then I must ask carefully...

Just when the thoughts were chaotic and about to run in an uncontrollable direction, the phone was connected, and the girl's voice sounded,

"Is it Wen Lueyan? Why haven't you called for so many days? Is something wrong?"

After a pause, the girl's voice lowered slightly,
"I've been waiting for you..."

"..."

The boy opened his lips, but did not speak.

At this moment, all the guesses and questions that I wanted to ask disappeared.

He just wants to smile at her now and tell her not to worry.

So he did the same.

"No, I went on a graduation trip in the past two days."

"My mother didn't let me bring the radio because it was inconvenient. I just came home today, so I called you right away."

His voice sounded nonchalant, as if he really just went on a graduation trip, with a faint smile on his face.

So the girl believed it, and she laughed amidst the sound of the tide, which sounded distant and hazy,

"That's good,"

she says,

"Doesn't this mean that you and your mother have reconciled?"

"There are no parents in this world who can be angry with their children for a lifetime."

"You have to get along well with your parents next time."

The glass window reflected the boy's peaceful side face, he smiled and said,
"Ok."

(End of this chapter)

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