"Uh-huh~uh-huh~" Lone whispered and hummed a song, packing up his things.

Outside the building, thunderstorms and heavy rain hit the glass, making a frightening "thump" sound.

Gu Qianyu works in the most famous hospital in City A, is a professional psychiatrist, and is 23 years old this year.

She skillfully put everything into her backpack and looked at her watch: "Eleven fifty-five...... Well, it's so late......"

Lonely Whisper put on his backpack and walked into the elevator.

Twenty-five...... Twenty-four...... Twenty-three......

However, the elevator suddenly stopped on the twelfth floor and stopped going down!

What's going on?

Lonely Whisper likes to read novels, and what ghost stories immediately form in her mind...... She casually looked at her watch: the hands were pointing exactly at twelve o'clock!!

The elevator door suddenly opened.

At the same time, there was a thunder outside.

Standing in front of the door was a man dressed in black, his head covered by his hat, but a withered twig-like hand stretched out to Gu Qingyu with a slight trembling......

Gu Qingyu didn't even think about it, and pushed him away fiercely and ran out!

What's going on? Why is this happening...... Shouldn't doctors or nurses work overtime in a hospital? Why...... Why did such a strange person suddenly appear?!Who the hell is he here for?!

But there was no time left for her to continue thinking, and Lone Whisper ran as hard as she could, unable to stop by the instincts contained in her body—because she had a premonition that if she stopped, she would be caught by him, and the consequences of being caught......

She ran to the staircase passage and kept running down......

The sound of footsteps behind her seemed to be following her closely, and seemed to be right in her ears......

Who will save me?!?

I ran to the bottom floor minus two...... That's a morgue!

Gu Qian paused for a moment, but still ran in.

She closed the door and looked left and right: "Here...... Hmm!!"

Her mouth was covered by a hand, and then there was a sharp pain in her chest...... She looked down and saw a knife tip pierce her chest, thick blood dripping down the tip.

She wanted to go back and see who that person really was......

I don't have any luxury, who is it...... You have such a deep hatred for me......

Or rather, did I meet a ghost?

The knife was slowly drawn, and the lonely whisper fell to the ground weakly.

Conscious...... It's getting blurred......

How so......

Who is it that wants to kill me?

Her eyes widened, trying to see the man's face clearly, but her eyes became more and more dazzling, and her eyelids became heavier and heavier......

The soul seems to be detached from its own body......

What to do...... I don't want to die yet...... Who's going to save me......

In the dark, it seemed as if a voice was calling out to her......

"I can give you another life, go to another plane, and find your ......"

Own?what?

Gu Ling wanted to hear it clearly, but the voice was getting more and more indistinct......

In front of me, it seems that a figure can be seen, but it is blurry after all......

Finally, it was dark.

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This is the first time Mengmeng has written a crossing type.,I hope you will support a lot of Sa~