It is conceivable that if Song Zhennan called in later, Song Jin did not answer for a long time.

I can't guarantee that Song Zhennan will think that something happened to her son, if she uses all the bodyguard forces, the whole family will not be at peace, but in the end she finds out that this is actually just a big oolong with a mobile phone in her, it will be very troublesome.

[Song Jin: Shameless!! Shameless! You! 】

[Song Sijue: Just to say this to you, I decided to lock the door and go to bed early now. 】

[Song Jin: ??? Hey, hey, isn't it? Big brother, don't make trouble! 】

[Song Jin: What about people? Hey, I warn you, don't mess around. 】

[Song Jin: What about people??? You talk! Don't play dead!! Don't bluff me, I don't believe that a passionate and energetic young man would go to bed so early! 】

[Song Jin: it, your dad really called? ] What should I do? I didn't dare to pick it up, you won't really sleep, will you? Don't want your phone? Will you die if you reply to me? Believe it or not, I knocked on your door in the middle of the night and kept you in fear all night? 】

Song Jin tried her best, and saw that she hung up a phone called "father" again, she didn't look at it, and casually took a white nightdress from the wardrobe, this nightdress was given to the original owner by Song Yan because she didn't like it, and Song Yan was taller than Song Jin.

So the pure white skirt was as long as the slender ankles, covering all the feet, and even walking and mopping the ground directly, Song Jin felt that the skirt was long and big, and it was very uncomfortable, but seeing that Song Zhennan's third call followed, he had the idea of nothing more than three.

She panicked, didn't dare to hang up, and didn't have time to put on shoes, so she came out barefoot with her mobile phone, stepped on the carpet in the corridor, and ran directly to the third floor.

The lights of the villa are dimmed, and if there is someone in the living room, they will definitely be able to see such a scene-

In the dimly lit corridor on the second floor, a long-haired woman in a white dress fluttered across the carpet, her skirt fluttering with a cold atmosphere, and at this time, the miserable white light from the mobile phone reflected on her already white and thin face-

The lips were as red as blood, and the face was like a thick layer of powder, like a face that only a dead person would have, like a gloomy female ghost, which looked particularly terrifying and weird.

Song Sijue found that the phone was out of battery, found the charger and plugged it in to turn on the phone, before he could carefully read the messages sent, he heard the doorbell ring one after another, he frowned slightly, got up and opened the door and met the female ghost lady.

In the dim light inside and outside the room, only the mobile phone screen was exuding a miserable white and penetrating light, reflecting most of Song Jin's side lips red and black, and his face was pale.

He watched her mutter for two seconds, then closed the door expressionlessly, "I've found the wrong person, I'm not afraid of ghosts." ”

Song Jin: "......"

Song Jin saw that the phone was dark again, took a deep breath, and slammed the door, "I. Mom is not a ghost! Damn, where does Lao Tzu look like a ghost! Song Sijue, come out and explain it to me! ”

The fourth call, Song Sijue finally answered.

I don't know how he deceived the three unanswered calls before, anyway, Song Jin saw him hang up the phone within two minutes.

Song Sijue looked at Song Jin, who was nestled on the sofa, with a white dress fluttering and her hair hanging down to her waist, from his height, she would lower her head, and her hair completely covered her face - the classic long-haired female ghost plot in horror movies.