Pretty Brother

I committed suicide, I really committed suicide. I never thought that I would end my life like those stupid people. You ask me why I committed suicide? Actually. . . I don't know either. I don't think life is boring anymore. On the contrary, I am very reluctant to leave this world. You ask me how I can still talk after I'm dead? Can't ghosts talk? I just remember scratching my pulse with a fruit knife, and then I lost consciousness. When I woke up, I was floating above my "body". I'm waiting, I'm waiting for the legendary bull-headed horse face to take me away. Suddenly there was a bright light somewhere, and my consciousness gradually became blurred. Just as I was about to fall into darkness, I saw a blurry face. . . Conception: