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"2010, July 15th, the first scene of'Buried alive'..." Rodrigue took a clapboard, stood in front of the camera, and played for the first scene of the boot, but the words were not finished yet, he So he put down the clapperboard and shouted to the group of mercenaries who were whispering nearby, "Quiet, do you know what is called quiet? The collective is all quiet, and even my breath is kept! This is the middle of the desert, This is the scene where a life is buried alive. There is no sound here. There is no life here except Paul. So shut up and shut up! If you still want to get the check."
Rodriguez’s emotions were a bit overwhelming, because he experienced everything that happened at the funeral company that day, and he knew what true fear and despair should be like. The group of mercenaries at the scene were still chatting, which is simply... ridiculous.
There were still people who wanted to make two jokes, but after hearing the last sentence, everyone closed their mouths in unison. Only a low breathing sound remained at the scene, which was inaudible in the air-flowing warehouse.
Rodrigue turned his head and glanced at Lan Li lying in the wooden box. After all, his anger was not suppressed. "Back, everyone except Edward took three steps back. You can hear your breathing in the radio microphone. ."
The mercenaries have expressions of joking and disdain, and they obviously don’t care about Rodrigue’s fuss-the breathing is so subtle, not to mention whether the radio microphone is sensitive enough to be put in, even if it can, and the air is flowing. The sounds were mixed together, and the audience could not recognize it. Rodriguez was obviously taking advantage of the topic; but people had to bow their heads under the eaves, so they exchanged glances with each other, lazily, and slowly backed away a few steps.
After waiting for a while, Rodriguez picked up the clapperboard again, "On July 15, 2010, the first scene of the first act of "Buried Alive" was the first attempt."
Accompanied by the voice, there was a crisp "pop", and the first scene was officially filmed.
Due to the particularity of the film "Buried Alive", Rodriguez decided to follow the timeline to complete the filming of the film. Therefore, there is no good choice for the first scene, which is the moment when Paul wakes up after being kidnapped. No matter how difficult it is, everything is done according to the order of the timeline.
Now, the lens is fixed on Lan Li’s lower abdomen, and the close-up is locked from the bottom up. Then, all the surrounding lights are turned off. The warehouse door has already been closed, and the sunshade curtains are even hung. The airy space seemed a bit sultry, and now even the light completely disappeared, and the panic that was felt in the invisible openness slowly spread in the silence.
Even the mercenaries who wanted to make a joke really fell silent.
Edward held his breath, staring at the viewfinder in his hand, watching every move in the lens. He didn't want his breathing to be an excuse for Renly to mess up the first scene. He wanted to see it. What tricks can a guy change?
Darkness, the darkness where five fingers can't be seen. In the absolute darkness, there is no sound, but if you listen carefully, you can hear a steady and long breathing stirring the air. It sounds like...like Someone is sleeping. This kind of tranquility even makes people a little drowsy, and the whole world is full of peace.
Edward frowned. The shooting has already started. What is that guy doing? They are independent crews. The film costs money. Every second of Lan Li's delay is wasting their precious funds. Could it be that the kid is asleep? Really fell asleep? Otherwise, how could breathing be so smooth? This is really...a joke.
"Uh." The breathing suddenly became disordered, as if it was a conditioned reflex, taking a deep breath, disrupting the rhythm of the whole sleep, and then breathing suddenly stopped, and the silent moment of silence completely solidified the darkness of silence, but it was just In an instant, the breathing began to become painful, and the struggle and depression hidden in the increasingly disordered breathing, like an octopus, slowly opened its tentacles.
The emotions surging slowly in this quietness are not turbulent, but it makes people shudder, just like the cold air that is permeating. At the beginning, I didn’t feel that the goose bumps came out and shivered immediately afterwards. , And then involuntarily rubbed the skin with both hands, trying to keep warm.
Edward couldn't help but shudder.
Is it a nightmare? A nightmare full of torture? Although only the sound of breathing changes, everything is so real, so real that the heart begins to contract.
"Whhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh... , And then he began to cough violently, but even the cough was dull and arduous, and that kind of struggle spread in every cell of the body.
When the cough subsided, my breathing became rapid, and I seemed to finally wake up from the nightmare, and then began to look around. The disordered breathing sounds constantly changing positions on the left and right sides, seeming to be looking for something, looking at something, but All these actions are in vain, and nothing can be seen in the absolute darkness.
But at this moment, the sound of breathing became extremely earnest, and even a hint of fear could be heard. After struggling to tighten the muscles, there was still nothing. The whole person slammed heavily on an object and made a dull sound. .
The sound and the accompanying pain made him stop struggling, and his breathing disappeared instantly, as if he was pinched by his throat.
Edward swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and the invisible fear swarmed from all directions. The greatest fear of mankind always comes from the unknown. The fear of the unknown in outer space, the future, ghosts and gods, etc., in the infinite darkness, the emotions contained in the only breathing sound magnified the unknown to the limit, and his palm began Moisten up.
Struggling, struggling violently, but after the sound of breathing resumed again, the ping-pong-pong-pong sound was mixed with the chaotic and rapid breathing, which brought a desperate fear, as if no matter how struggling, it could not get rid of the restraint, no matter what Efforts were unable to tear the darkness, and the smell of blood permeated in the sound of breathing, which gradually spread.
"Drink." The breathing stopped again, and then the collision sound disappeared, leaving only the trivial sound of cloth rubbing, occasionally accompanied by the sound of inadvertently colliding with objects, the cramped and oppressive feeling in the narrow space began to pass. It seemed that he was trapped in a space not much bigger than his body. The increasingly rapid breathing showed the burning and thinness of the air, the frequency of heart impacts began to increase, and the adrenaline spraying made the population dry.
What happened to him? What happened to him? What danger is he facing? Countless unknown question marks rushed forward, almost suffocating Edward.
"Uh." A dull cry came over, and the suppressed voice was stained with an imperceptible cry, but in a blink of an eye, this fragility disappeared, replaced by the determination and decisiveness to survive, breathing in the blink of an eye It became stable in the meantime, but still heavy and muddy, it can be heard that he was forcing himself to calm down, that is, he must calm down and resolve his mission hanging by a thread.
Amidst the friction of the cloth, there was a sound of flint rubbing and colliding, which sounded like...like a lighter!
Did the moment's calmness make him find the lighter? A faint hope began to sprout from the bottom of my heart. If it is really a lighter, then it will be fine. Flame is the second life of human beings. After the darkness is dispelled, at least he can determine his own situation and think about ways to save himself.
lighter, please be a lighter. The involuntary prayer came to life in Edward's heart. I don't know from which moment he was immersed in it, and his mind began to fluctuate with the change of breathing.
"Wipe, wipe." The sound of the collision of the lighter came, but there was still no fire, "Ah! Ah!" The cry for help that was held in the throat hit dullly, as if he couldn't even shout. , That kind of succumbed to the extreme depression wrapped all the gunpowder in it, and wanted to explode, but it was suppressed abruptly.
The turbulent emotions rammed through the endless darkness. UU Reading www.uukānshu.com Adriana felt that she was about to breathe out, and her heart was about to burst. The feeling of suffocation was tightly choked. Before her throat could react, tears filled her eyes. She didn't even know what the warmth represented, sympathy? fear? panic? Or something else? She couldn't help but bit her lower lip to avoid shouting, but her desperate hands grabbed her ankles, and she almost screamed.
"Ah!" The rapid breathing became heavier and louder, and the dull sound that sounded like a dumb shouting was mixed with it, and it was even more frightening. "Wipe!" A flash of fire suddenly brightened. He got up, but it was fleeting, but even so, everyone tightened their muscles, stood up straight, and leaned forward eagerly and eagerly. The meager hope was thriving.
"Wipe! Wipe!" The rubbing sound of the lighter became louder and louder, the light flickered, and the rope of hope swayed slowly. After all, it began to straighten. A deep yellow flame lit up, and the darkness began like a tide. He retreated, but still did not leave completely, surrounded the faint flames, staring at him.
Under the firelight, you can see a quarter of the cheek with only one eye. The dark brown eye scans the surroundings in a panic. The fear, dazedness, doubt, pain, and panic in the eyes are intertwined with each other. The rapid and hot breathing continued to heat up.
Suddenly, breathing stopped, and pupils burst open, as if one could clearly see despair blooming like fireworks, the whole world collapsed, and time and space solidified in an instant—the small world projected by the fire is a closed wooden coffin, and hope has just been lit. , Was extinguished immediately.
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"2010, July 15th, the first scene of'Buried alive'..." Rodrigue took a clapboard, stood in front of the camera, and played for the first scene of the boot, but the words were not finished yet, he So he put down the clapperboard and shouted to the group of mercenaries who were whispering nearby, "Quiet, do you know what is called quiet? The collective is all quiet, and even my breath is kept! This is the middle of the desert, This is the scene where a life is buried alive. There is no sound here. There is no life here except Paul. So shut up and shut up! If you still want to get the check."
Rodriguez’s emotions were a bit overwhelming, because he experienced everything that happened at the funeral company that day, and he knew what true fear and despair should be like. The group of mercenaries at the scene were still chatting, which is simply... ridiculous.
There were still people who wanted to make two jokes, but after hearing the last sentence, everyone closed their mouths in unison. Only a low breathing sound remained at the scene, which was inaudible in the air-flowing warehouse.
Rodrigue turned his head and glanced at Lan Li lying in the wooden box. After all, his anger was not suppressed. "Back, everyone except Edward took three steps back. You can hear your breathing in the radio microphone. ."
The mercenaries have expressions of joking and disdain, and they obviously don’t care about Rodrigue’s fuss-the breathing is so subtle, not to mention whether the radio microphone is sensitive enough to be put in, even if it can, and the air is flowing. The sounds were mixed together, and the audience could not recognize it. Rodriguez was obviously taking advantage of the topic; but people had to bow their heads under the eaves, so they exchanged glances with each other, lazily, and slowly backed away a few steps.
After waiting for a while, Rodriguez picked up the clapperboard again, "On July 15, 2010, the first scene of the first act of "Buried Alive" was the first attempt."
Accompanied by the voice, there was a crisp "pop", and the first scene was officially filmed.
Due to the particularity of the film "Buried Alive", Rodriguez decided to follow the timeline to complete the filming of the film. Therefore, there is no good choice for the first scene, which is the moment when Paul wakes up after being kidnapped. No matter how difficult it is, everything is done according to the order of the timeline.
Now, the lens is fixed on Lan Li’s lower abdomen, and the close-up is locked from the bottom up. Then, all the surrounding lights are turned off. The warehouse door has already been closed, and the sunshade curtains are even hung. The airy space seemed a bit sultry, and now even the light completely disappeared, and the panic that was felt in the invisible openness slowly spread in the silence.
Even the mercenaries who wanted to make a joke really fell silent.
Edward held his breath, staring at the viewfinder in his hand, watching every move in the lens. He didn't want his breathing to be an excuse for Renly to mess up the first scene. He wanted to see it. What tricks can a guy change?
Darkness, the darkness where five fingers can't be seen. In the absolute darkness, there is no sound, but if you listen carefully, you can hear a steady and long breathing stirring the air. It sounds like...like Someone is sleeping. This kind of tranquility even makes people a little drowsy, and the whole world is full of peace.
Edward frowned. The shooting has already started. What is that guy doing? They are independent crews. The film costs money. Every second of Lan Li's delay is wasting their precious funds. Could it be that the kid is asleep? Really fell asleep? Otherwise, how could breathing be so smooth? This is really...a joke.
"Uh." The breathing suddenly became disordered, as if it was a conditioned reflex, taking a deep breath, disrupting the rhythm of the whole sleep, and then breathing suddenly stopped, and the silent moment of silence completely solidified the darkness of silence, but it was just In an instant, the breathing began to become painful, and the struggle and depression hidden in the increasingly disordered breathing, like an octopus, slowly opened its tentacles.
The emotions surging slowly in this quietness are not turbulent, but it makes people shudder, just like the cold air that is permeating. At the beginning, I didn’t feel that the goose bumps came out and shivered immediately afterwards. , And then involuntarily rubbed the skin with both hands, trying to keep warm.
Edward couldn't help but shudder.
Is it a nightmare? A nightmare full of torture? Although only the sound of breathing changes, everything is so real, so real that the heart begins to contract.
"Whhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh... , And then he began to cough violently, but even the cough was dull and arduous, and that kind of struggle spread in every cell of the body.
When the cough subsided, my breathing became rapid, and I seemed to finally wake up from the nightmare, and then began to look around. The disordered breathing sounds constantly changing positions on the left and right sides, seeming to be looking for something, looking at something, but All these actions are in vain, and nothing can be seen in the absolute darkness.
But at this moment, the sound of breathing became extremely earnest, and even a hint of fear could be heard. After struggling to tighten the muscles, there was still nothing. The whole person slammed heavily on an object and made a dull sound. .
The sound and the accompanying pain made him stop struggling, and his breathing disappeared instantly, as if he was pinched by his throat.
Edward swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and the invisible fear swarmed from all directions. The greatest fear of mankind always comes from the unknown. The fear of the unknown in outer space, the future, ghosts and gods, etc., in the infinite darkness, the emotions contained in the only breathing sound magnified the unknown to the limit, and his palm began Moisten up.
Struggling, struggling violently, but after the sound of breathing resumed again, the ping-pong-pong-pong sound was mixed with the chaotic and rapid breathing, which brought a desperate fear, as if no matter how struggling, it could not get rid of the restraint, no matter what Efforts were unable to tear the darkness, and the smell of blood permeated in the sound of breathing, which gradually spread.
"Drink." The breathing stopped again, and then the collision sound disappeared, leaving only the trivial sound of cloth rubbing, occasionally accompanied by the sound of inadvertently colliding with objects, the cramped and oppressive feeling in the narrow space began to pass. It seemed that he was trapped in a space not much bigger than his body. The increasingly rapid breathing showed the burning and thinness of the air, the frequency of heart impacts began to increase, and the adrenaline spraying made the population dry.
What happened to him? What happened to him? What danger is he facing? Countless unknown question marks rushed forward, almost suffocating Edward.
"Uh." A dull cry came over, and the suppressed voice was stained with an imperceptible cry, but in a blink of an eye, this fragility disappeared, replaced by the determination and decisiveness to survive, breathing in the blink of an eye It became stable in the meantime, but still heavy and muddy, it can be heard that he was forcing himself to calm down, that is, he must calm down and resolve his mission hanging by a thread.
Amidst the friction of the cloth, there was a sound of flint rubbing and colliding, which sounded like...like a lighter!
Did the moment's calmness make him find the lighter? A faint hope began to sprout from the bottom of my heart. If it is really a lighter, then it will be fine. Flame is the second life of human beings. After the darkness is dispelled, at least he can determine his own situation and think about ways to save himself.
lighter, please be a lighter. The involuntary prayer came to life in Edward's heart. I don't know from which moment he was immersed in it, and his mind began to fluctuate with the change of breathing.
"Wipe, wipe." The sound of the collision of the lighter came, but there was still no fire, "Ah! Ah!" The cry for help that was held in the throat hit dullly, as if he couldn't even shout. , That kind of succumbed to the extreme depression wrapped all the gunpowder in it, and wanted to explode, but it was suppressed abruptly.
The turbulent emotions rammed through the endless darkness. UU Reading www.uukānshu.com Adriana felt that she was about to breathe out, and her heart was about to burst. The feeling of suffocation was tightly choked. Before her throat could react, tears filled her eyes. She didn't even know what the warmth represented, sympathy? fear? panic? Or something else? She couldn't help but bit her lower lip to avoid shouting, but her desperate hands grabbed her ankles, and she almost screamed.
"Ah!" The rapid breathing became heavier and louder, and the dull sound that sounded like a dumb shouting was mixed with it, and it was even more frightening. "Wipe!" A flash of fire suddenly brightened. He got up, but it was fleeting, but even so, everyone tightened their muscles, stood up straight, and leaned forward eagerly and eagerly. The meager hope was thriving.
"Wipe! Wipe!" The rubbing sound of the lighter became louder and louder, the light flickered, and the rope of hope swayed slowly. After all, it began to straighten. A deep yellow flame lit up, and the darkness began like a tide. He retreated, but still did not leave completely, surrounded the faint flames, staring at him.
Under the firelight, you can see a quarter of the cheek with only one eye. The dark brown eye scans the surroundings in a panic. The fear, dazedness, doubt, pain, and panic in the eyes are intertwined with each other. The rapid and hot breathing continued to heat up.
Suddenly, breathing stopped, and pupils burst open, as if one could clearly see despair blooming like fireworks, the whole world collapsed, and time and space solidified in an instant—the small world projected by the fire is a closed wooden coffin, and hope has just been lit. , Was extinguished immediately.
"2010, July 15th, the first scene of'Buried alive'..." Rodrigue took a clapboard, stood in front of the camera, and played for the first scene of the boot, but the words were not finished yet, he So he put down the clapperboard and shouted to the group of mercenaries who were whispering nearby, "Quiet, do you know what is called quiet? The collective is all quiet, and even my breath is kept! This is the middle of the desert, This is the scene where a life is buried alive. There is no sound here. There is no life here except Paul. So shut up and shut up! If you still want to get the check."Rodriguez's emotions were a bit overwhelming, because he experienced everything that happened at the funeral company that day, and he knew what true fear and despair should be like. The group of mercenaries at the scene were still chatting, which is simply... ridiculous.There were still people who wanted to make two jokes, but after hearing the last sentence, everyone closed their mouths in unison. Only a low breathing sound remained at the scene, which was inaudible in the air-flowing warehouse.Rodrigue turned his head and glanced at Lan Li lying in the wooden box. After all, his anger was not suppressed. "Back, everyone except Edward took three steps back. You can hear your breathing in the radio microphone. ."The mercenaries have expressions of joking and disdain, and they obviously don't care about Rodrigue's fuss-the breathing is so subtle, not to mention whether the radio microphone is sensitive enough to be put in, even if it can, and the air is flowing. The sounds were mixed together, and the audience could not recognize it. Rodriguez was obviously taking advantage of the topic; but people had to bow their heads under the eaves, so they exchanged glances with each other, lazily, and slowly backed away a few steps.After waiting for a while, Rodriguez picked up the clapperboard again, "On July 15, 2010, the first scene of the first act of "Buried Alive" was the first attempt."Accompanied by the voice, there was a crisp "pop", and the first scene was officially filmed.Due to the particularity of the film "Buried Alive", Rodriguez decided to follow the timeline to complete the filming of the film. Therefore, there is no good choice for the first scene, which is the moment when Paul wakes up after being kidnapped. No matter how difficult it is, everything is done according to the order of the timeline.Now, the lens is fixed on Lan Li's lower abdomen, and the close-up is locked from the bottom up. Then, all the surrounding lights are turned off. The warehouse door has already been closed, and the sunshade curtains are even hung. The airy space seemed a bit sultry, and now even the light completely disappeared, and the panic that was felt in the invisible openness slowly spread in the silence.Even the mercenaries who wanted to make a joke really fell silent.Edward held his breath, staring at the viewfinder in his hand, watching every move in the lens. He didn't want his breathing to be an excuse for Renly to mess up the first scene. He wanted to see it. What tricks can a guy change?Darkness, the darkness where five fingers can't be seen. In the absolute darkness, there is no sound, but if you listen carefully, you can hear a steady and long breathing stirring the air. It sounds like...like Someone is sleeping. This kind of tranquility even makes people a little drowsy, and the whole world is full of peace.Edward frowned. The shooting has already started. What is that guy doing? They are independent crews. The film costs money. Every second of Lan Li's delay is wasting their precious funds. Could it be that the kid is asleep? Really fell asleep? Otherwise, how could breathing be so smooth? This is really...a joke."Uh." The breathing suddenly became disordered, as if it was a conditioned reflex, taking a deep breath, disrupting the rhythm of the whole sleep, and then breathing suddenly stopped, and the silent moment of silence completely solidified the darkness of silence, but it was just In an instant, the breathing began to become painful, and the struggle and depression hidden in the increasingly disordered breathing, like an octopus, slowly opened its tentacles.The emotions surging slowly in this quietness are not turbulent, but it makes people shudder, just like the cold air that is permeating. At the beginning, I didn't feel that the goose bumps came out and shivered immediately afterwards. , And then involuntarily rubbed the skin with both hands, trying to keep warm.Edward couldn't help but shudder.Is it a nightmare? A nightmare full of torture? Although only the sound of breathing changes, everything is so real, so real that the heart begins to contract."Whhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh... , And then he began to cough violently, but even the cough was dull and arduous, and that kind of struggle spread in every cell of the body.When the cough subsided, my breathing became rapid, and I seemed to finally wake up from the nightmare, and then began to look around. The disordered breathing sounds constantly changing positions on the left and right sides, seeming to be looking for something, looking at something, but All these actions are in vain, and nothing can be seen in the absolute darkness.But at this moment, the sound of breathing became extremely earnest, and even a hint of fear could be heard. After struggling to tighten the muscles, there was still nothing. The whole person slammed heavily on an object and made a dull sound. .The sound and the accompanying pain made him stop struggling, and his breathing disappeared instantly, as if he was pinched by his throat.Edward swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and the invisible fear swarmed from all directions. The greatest fear of mankind always comes from the unknown. The fear of the unknown in outer space, the future, ghosts and gods, etc., in the infinite darkness, the emotions contained in the only breathing sound magnified the unknown to the limit, and his palm began Moisten up.Struggling, struggling violently, but after the sound of breathing resumed again, the ping-pong-pong-pong sound was mixed with the chaotic and rapid breathing, which brought a desperate fear, as if no matter how struggling, it could not get rid of the restraint, no matter what Efforts were unable to tear the darkness, and the smell of blood permeated in the sound of breathing, which gradually spread."Drink." The breathing stopped again, and then the collision sound disappeared, leaving only the trivial sound of cloth rubbing, occasionally accompanied by the sound of inadvertently colliding with objects, the cramped and oppressive feeling in the narrow space began to pass. It seemed that he was trapped in a space not much bigger than his body. The increasingly rapid breathing showed the burning and thinness of the air, the frequency of heart impacts began to increase, and the adrenaline spraying made the population dry.What happened to him? What happened to him? What danger is he facing? Countless unknown question marks rushed forward, almost suffocating Edward."Uh." A dull cry came over, and the suppressed voice was stained with an imperceptible cry, but in a blink of an eye, this fragility disappeared, replaced by the determination and decisiveness to survive, breathing in the blink of an eye It became stable in the meantime, but still heavy and muddy, it can be heard that he was forcing himself to calm down, that is, he must calm down and resolve his mission hanging by a thread.Amidst the friction of the cloth, there was a sound of flint rubbing and colliding, which sounded like...like a lighter!Did the moment's calmness make him find the lighter? A faint hope began to sprout from the bottom of my heart. If it is really a lighter, then it will be fine. Flame is the second life of human beings. After the darkness is dispelled, at least he can determine his own situation and think about ways to save himself.lighter, please be a lighter. The involuntary prayer came to life in Edward's heart. I don't know from which moment he was immersed in it, and his mind began to fluctuate with the change of breathing."Wipe, wipe." The sound of the collision of the lighter came, but there was still no fire, "Ah! Ah!" The cry for help that was held in the throat hit dullly, as if he couldn't even shout. , That kind of succumbed to the extreme depression wrapped all the gunpowder in it, and wanted to explode, but it was suppressed abruptly.The turbulent emotions rammed through the endless darkness. UU Reading www.uuknshu.com Adriana felt that she was about to breathe out, and her heart was about to burst. The feeling of suffocation was tightly choked. Before her throat could react, tears filled her eyes. She didn't even know what the warmth represented, sympathy? fear? panic? Or something else? She couldn't help but bit her lower lip to avoid shouting, but her desperate hands grabbed her ankles, and she almost screamed."Ah!" The rapid breathing became heavier and louder, and the dull sound that sounded like a dumb shouting was mixed with it, and it was even more frightening. "Wipe!" A flash of fire suddenly brightened. He got up, but it was fleeting, but even so, everyone tightened their muscles, stood up straight, and leaned forward eagerly and eagerly. The meager hope was thriving."Wipe! Wipe!" The rubbing sound of the lighter became louder and louder, the light flickered, and the rope of hope swayed slowly. After all, it began to straighten. A deep yellow flame lit up, and the darkness began like a tide. He retreated, but still did not leave completely, surrounded the faint flames, staring at him.Under the firelight, you can see a quarter of the cheek with only one eye. The dark brown eye scans the surroundings in a panic. The fear, dazedness, doubt, pain, and panic in the eyes are intertwined with each other. The rapid and hot breathing continued to heat up.Suddenly, breathing stopped, and pupils burst open, as if one could clearly see despair blooming like fireworks, the whole world collapsed, and time and space solidified in an instantthe small world projected by the fire is a closed wooden coffin, and hope has just been lit. , Was extinguished immediately.
