C88 Crisis 3

"Wheat... I know it's you... I know this is your cell phone number, speak... Wheat... "Say something …" The voice on the other side seemed to have drank a lot. It was drunk and unclear, "Mac …" Wheat... You speak... Have you forgotten me? You don't remember who I am at all? Ha, all these years, my phone number has never changed, but you have never called me once … Wheat..