It was late at night in the camera, and the picture was facing Lin Juan's bed. A few seconds later, Lin Juan woke up from his dream and sat up. The camera switched to a close-up. You could see that he was sweating profusely and looked terrified.

　　 Lin Juan covered his face with his hands after turning on the light, and he could see his tired face.

　　 After sitting for a while, Lin Juan rubbed his face, and when he was reaching out to turn off the light, his movements suddenly stopped, frowning, his expression hesitant.

The audience's hearts were squeezed, and then they saw Lin Juan lift the quilt and get out of bed, then walked to the door of the room. In the close-up, a slender hand was placed on the lock of the door. After a two-second pause, that hand gently moved. Unlocked the lock.

　　 The camera switched to behind Lin Juan. In the screen, Lin Juan gently pulled the door, and with a slight abnormal noise, the door opened.

　　 He stood in the light, facing the darkness, very beautiful in the lens.

　　 "The picture is so beautiful!!"

　　 "It's not appropriate to use beautiful words, it should be shocking!"

　　 "The director's lens ratio and the use of light and shade are absolutely masters!"

　　 "Don't you find that the plot is also very meaningful?"

　　 "Don't die!! I'm almost scared to death!"

　　 "Lin Tiong! Go back and lie down!"

　　 The barrage was swept wildly, but Song Peng's attention was always on the screen. In the movie, Lin Jing stepped out of the room door, and then quietly walked to the room where the grandparents lived.

　　 Lin Tian’s tension was conveyed to the audience through the screen, and the atmosphere was solemn.

　　 I saw Lin Jiang cautiously approaching, and then put his ear on the door of the room where Grandpa was staying and listened for movement.

　　 There was silence.

　　 The atmosphere is very delicate.

　　 At this moment, Song Peng's heart is definitely not the only one.

　　 After listening for a few seconds, Lin Juan's complexion struggled, put his hand on the door of the room, hesitated after pushing a slit open, and then put his hand back.

　　 Lin Juan sighed softly, then turned his head...

　　 The camera also turned, moving the lens smoothly, taking pictures behind him.

　　 Fortunately, there is nothing, no horrible face suddenly appeared.

　　 Lin Juan returned to the room lightly. He closed the door gently with his backhand, and the light source in the main room gradually disappeared.

　　 With a snap, the light from the crack in the door also turned off.

　　 The picture is dim.

　　 It's safe...

Song Peng breathed a sigh of relief, feeling a little dry, so he picked up the water glass and drank, thinking it was a false alarm, but found that the dim picture did not switch to the next scene, but kept it, he was wondering, and suddenly heard There was a weird sound.

　　 [Squeak...]

　　 The camera is still facing Lin Juan’s door, so the door opened is not this...

　　Then the picture slowly turned around, and after rotating 180 degrees, it aimed at the room behind. In the room, grandma was sitting on the edge of the bed, grandpa lying on her side, both of them stared at Lin Juan's door blankly.

　　 One second later, maybe the audience hasn't reacted yet, and the screen goes black.

　　 "Kao Ka Ka Ka Ka!!"

　　 "What just happened!"

　　 "There is definitely a ghost!! This is not seen from the protagonist's perspective!"

　　 "I found this director special skin!!"

　　 "Can you take a good look! I just came to this when I was relieved!"

　　 Song Peng took a deep breath, and this startling glance made him feel a chill coming out of the tail vertebrae directly on his head.

　　 "Cough cough cough." Song Peng coughed frantically, but choked.

It’s too scary! You put that shot for two or three seconds longer, and the audience will not be so scared if they adapt, but there is only one second of the screen. Before you look at it carefully, the screen has passed, leaving you behind. Frozen there, cold all over, full of fear!

　　 There is a problem with this director's idea!

　　 Song Peng was scared and wanted to scold someone.

　　 Shouldn't the normal director be caught when Lin Jong was eavesdropping and then ping-pong? Or turned your head and met a ghost staring at you?

　　 As a result, the director just missed the first two points. When you think it's okay, suddenly a picture pops up to give you a super impact.

　　 Song Peng can imagine the director's sullenness when shooting these shots, this director is definitely not a serious person!

　　 After yelling at Tong Lin Jong to relieve his emotions, Song Peng continued to watch. If he didn't relieve him, he was afraid that his heart would be out of trouble.

　　 In the picture, the camera is facing the window sill, insects and birds scream, tree branches sway gently against the sun, a warm morning scene.

　　 Lin Tiong rubbed his eyes and walked out of the room with a tired face, and shouted, "Grandma."

　　 "Grandma?"

　　 In the camera, the clock on the wall shows that the time is half past eight.

　　 Grandma’s voice came from the kitchen: "Huh."

　　 "What are you doing, grandma?"

　　 "I will make breakfast below, are you awake? Do you want to eat it?"

　　 "Okay, I will wash my face first."

　　 After a brief conversation, Lin Jun went to wash up. When he came out, his grandma came out with two bowls of noodles: "You eat first, this bowl is for grandpa."

　　 "Okay." Lin Jiang took it, put it on the table, and then sat down to eat. Grandma walked into the room with her face.

　　 After a while, grandma came out and came across her face, and the two sat facing each other.

　　 "Little tired, are you tired from work?"

　　 "I'm not tired, grandma, you asked." Lin Juan said amusedly.

　　 "Did I ask?"

　　 "Well, I asked yesterday."

　　 "Then I forgot." Grandma smiled embarrassedly.

　　 "You hurry up and talk about a girlfriend."

"Got it."

　　"..."

　　 The two of them were eating and chatting, and occasionally they would be silent, but still with a warmth. Finally, Lin Tiong finished eating, put down his chopsticks and said, "Grandma, I'll leave later."

"Ok?"

　　 "I seem to be more ill at home. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com"

　　 "I said it for three days, but I left in two days. I usually don't come back easily." Grandma said blankly.

　　 "I will come back to see you often."

　　 "All right, knowing that you young people can't stay with us old guys."

　　 Grandma said in a loss, got up with difficulty carrying the bowl and went to grandpa's room.

　　 "No..." Lin Juan smiled bitterly to explain, but grandma left without listening.

　　 Lin Juan sat and sighed, the camera patted him a little further away, and the empty picture magnified his loss.

　　 "I seem to have seen this picture..."

　　 "Every time I leave my hometown, I feel very sad."

　　 "It's me. Grandma feels sad every time I leave, but I don't feel good in my heart."

　　 "Go back to see grandma tomorrow."

　　 "I miss Grandpa."

　　...

　　 Lin Jiang got up and went back to the room to start packing.

　　 After a few screens, Lin Juan's phone rang suddenly, and the screen showed that the caller was Dad, and Lin Juan connected.

　　 "Hello, Dad?"

　　 "Well, how are you doing at home?"

"Okay."

　　 "That's good, I didn't tell you before because I was afraid that you would be sad, and it is not convenient for you to come back when you are at work."

　　 "What?" Lin Juan asked with a frown.

"Your grandpa and grandma passed away last month. It was only when a neighbor came to find out. When they found it, they were a bit stinky. I don't know when they left. The doctor said that your grandma's death was only one day away from your grandpa. Grandpa died. The grandmother probably didn't eat anything that day, so she guarded her grandfather and went."

"boom…"

　　 The phone slipped and Lin Juan froze there.