In the movie, the phone vibrated. Qiumei, who was arranging the documents, turned to pick it up. She answered the call without looking at the caller ID.
"Hello, who is this?"
"We were just chatting. I saw the message on your homepage, and since you left your phone number, I wanted to give it a try." A male voice came from the other end of the phone. The person was young, and his voice was probably going through puberty.
"Just now?" Qiumei glanced at the phone screen. "You're that non-existent person?"
"That is my online username."
"Why would you give yourself a name like that?"
"It doesn't matter what name I give myself. The important thing is that I can call you." The boy purposely lowered his voice like that would make him sound more mature and mysterious.
"The phone number that I left is real. Is it that surprising that you can call me? Have you called other girls before and been tricked by them? " And you were tricked by him? "Wenyu did not think much of the man's words.
"I'm using the dead person's phone to talk to you. Now that you can call me, at least part of what you said is true."
"Your method of verification is quite strange." Wenyu's attitude turned colder. She did not panic from what the boy said. "Tell me, why are you looking for me?"
"I just want to save your life. I'm afraid that you'll die." The boy was young, but he appeared to be very experienced.
"Die?"
"You've escaped from that place after so much trouble, so why do you want to go back? I know you can't remember many things, but have you considered that perhaps your memory is the price you have to pay to escape? " The boy tried to persuade her. "To escape, you even gave up your memory, but to search for your lost memory, you've returned. Is there anything stupider in the world than that?"
"I'm not going back to search for my memory. I'm going to that school to search for someone." Wenyu opened the locked drawer and looked at the notebook inside. "Wenyu is this body's name, but it is not my name."
Her finger slid across the cover of the notebook and skimmed over the name Qiumei.
"No matter why you're going back, I don't suggest you go back. Remember! Do not go back! "
The sound of something heavy being dragged came from the other side of the phone. After the sound was heard, the boy hurriedly hung up the phone.
"I know that place is very dangerous, but some things cannot be avoided." The main character placed the documents on the bedside table and then hugged her phone as she lay on the bed.
She tried to contact the non-existent person again, but the other party did not give her any response.
"Information about this school can be found on the internet. Although it is a private school and founded by a private individual, looking at the attached pictures on the internet, its scale is no less than that of a regular college. The building area is even larger than that of a regular college."
Wenyu had made up her mind to go to this school. She took out a pen and paper and recorded all the information she found on her phone.
"Some of the pictures didn't have their watermarks removed, so they might have been stolen. There are also some pictures, but why do they look so weird?"
Perhaps it was a problem with the camera angle or the building itself, but in some of the pictures, regardless of whether it was day or night outside, the room was always gloomy.
The woman switched off the main bedroom light and only switched on the bedside lamp. Then she lay on the bed and started to record.
Looking at the woman on the screen, Chen Ge was reminded of himself. Before he started a mission, he would often collect information like Wenyu.
"This ghost story is fated to be with me."
Time ticked by, and Wenyu, who lay on the bed, slowly drifted off to sleep. The pen slipped from her fingers and fell to the floor. It rolled until it reached the bathroom door.
After working for a whole day and studying and finding a school at night, Wenyu was probably too tired and slept like a log.
The camera pulled back and focused on Wenyu's sleeping posture.
It was hard to tell what the director was trying to convey. He used a ten-second long shot to focus on the sleeping Wenyu alone.
Chen Ge's employees rarely watched movies, so they all stared at the screen curiously. They were very focused on the film, trying to keep up with the director's pace, trying to understand the director's intention.
"I admit that the woman is very pretty when she's asleep, but isn't this shot a bit too long?" Bai Qiulin held it in for a long time before giving his own evaluation. "When she opens her eyes, there's a sense of resentment around her, but strangely enough, after she closes her eyes, the resentment disappears."
"This director is very good. I've seen his previous short. Not a single frame is wasted, so this long shot should be for something else."
Chen Ge waited patiently, and after a while, he suddenly made a discovery. "Look at the bottom left corner of the screen. Yes! It's the spot where the pen in the main character's hand fell. "
The bathroom door was open, and the pen was leaning against the door.
The only light in the room came from the bedside lamp. Due to the angle, the bathroom was not completely dark, and a weak ray of light fell on the bathroom mirror.
The movie looked like it was still, and the main character was sleeping alone, but after watching it for a long time, one would feel uncomfortable.
The main reason was that the movie was not completely still. Something was moving inside the bathroom at the corner of the screen!
The picture on the screen looked very warm. The soft yellow light, the soft bed, the cozy little home, and a beautiful sleeping girl.
However, once one's gaze moved to the corner of the screen and saw the scene inside the bathroom, the difference would make one's hair stand on end.
Inside the dimly lit bathroom, a woman in a red dress stood before the mirror. She twisted her neck, and she kept staring at the camera!
The face was hidden in the dark. When the audience accidentally saw it, they would feel like the face was looking at them through the screen.
"I knew there was something wrong!"
No matter what kind of skin this movie was wearing, it was still a horror movie.
The ballpoint pen on the ground started to roll for no reason. The woman inside the bathroom had disappeared, but from the bathroom mirror, one could occasionally see a woman in a red dress walking around the room.
About four fifths of the screen did not change much; the only thing that changed was the mirror inside the bathroom.
The rental was not big. There was no living room, and the bedroom was next to the kitchen and bathroom.
At that moment, the main picture was still warm, but occasionally there would be strange noises.
The pen rolled on the ground, the geckos on the wall crawled away, and the bedside lamp reflected a shadow, but the shadow did not belong to the owner of the room.
The documents on the table were flipped, and the lock on the drawer shook lightly like someone was trying to open the drawer.
Moments later, everything returned to normal, and then the scariest scene appeared.
The pillow on the bed collapsed like someone had crawled to the main character's side.
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