I took a closer look at the photo, then looked at Ji Yayun, and took out a notebook and a pen from my bag.

Ji Yayun understood what I meant, took the pen and quickly wrote the words 'I do' on the notebook.

I tore off the piece of paper on which I was writing, and in turn compared it to the words on the photograph, the handwriting was 90% similar.

Those three words were written by Ji Yayun.

I asked her why she had written these three words, but she couldn't answer, she just trembled in horror.

I looked at the photo again, except for Ji Yayun himself and those three words, the other scenes were as hazy as if they were wrapped in a heavy twilight.

I suddenly had a strange feeling that this blur was a bit unnecessary, and that the twilight in the photo seemed to be hiding something.

I looked left and right, found a small Swiss Army knife, and whispered to Ji Yayun: "You help me block the point, I'll break the lock, let's go in and have a look." ”

Ji Yayun said "um", but put her hand into her bag and took out a key for me.

"I have the key to the studio."

I'm speechless......

The reception hall on the first floor of the photo studio is also in a tough American style, with a wooden counter and a simple leather sofa, neat with a hint of coldness.

I looked around, and I inadvertently turned around, startled.

There's someone behind the door!

When you look closely, you can't help but smile.

It was a huge magnified photograph of people about the size of a life-size person, and at first glance, I thought there were two people hiding behind the door.

Seeing the person in the photo clearly, I couldn't help but be stunned and looked back at Ji Yayun.

This is actually a wedding photo, the man is about thirty or forty years old, tall and handsome, and his air is magnificent.

The woman was wearing a wedding dress, and her face was full of happiness, it was Ji Yayun.

"You even have your wedding photos in the store?" I'm a little curious.

Ji Yayun glanced at me, "Who would put real wedding photos in the store for decoration?" ”

"Heh, too." I immediately remembered that her job was modeling.

"I'm not married." Ji Yayun added, seemingly dissatisfied with my abruptness.

I shrugged: "This male model is very handsome, you are very compatible." ”

Ji Yayun chuckled: "Don't talk nonsense, this is Xiaohong's husband." ”

Ling Hong's husband?

I didn't say anything, but I muttered a little in my heart.

The photographs are fixed on the wall and displayed for a long time.

Ling Hong is the owner of the photo studio, the heroine of the wedding photo is her best friend, and the male protagonist is her husband...

Even if it's for the advertising effect, this woman's heart is too wide, right?

I pointed to the desktop computer on the counter, "Is the photo you took last time in Liantang Town in the computer?" ”

Ji Yayun shook her head: "There shouldn't be, most of my photos were taken by Xiaohong for me, and she likes to use old-fashioned mechanical SLRs." ”

"Where should the original photo be?" I asked.

"Not long after the last photoshoot, I had an accident and didn't come to see it, if it was washed out, it should be in the ......"

Ji Yayun walked to a cabinet familiarly, opened the drawer and took out a photo album.

I walked over and saw that the drawer was full of albums, so I picked up one and opened it.

"I'll go, this drawer is full of your pictures?"

Ji Yayun nodded while flipping through the album: "Well, Xiaohong helped me shoot it, and I also have a copy." ”

As he spoke, he closed the album, "No." ”

"Where's the darkroom where the photos are developed?" I asked.

"On the third floor."

"Let's go to the darkroom."

Ji Yayun said: "I don't have the key to the darkroom. ”

I said, "Let's go up and have a look." ”

When I went up to the second floor, I subconsciously frowned.

The second floor, like most photo studios, is an indoor studio. But how does the set feel so uncomfortable?

I walked over to a set.

This is the living room of a European aristocratic mansion, with a scarlet carpet stretching from the set to the feet.

At the foot is a retro European-style sofa.

Standing in front of a huge set is as if you are really in the living room of an aristocracy.

But this set, how's that... Does it feel weird?

I couldn't tell what it was like, so I simply didn't think about it, and asked Ji Yayun to go directly to the third floor.

Going up two stairs, I couldn't help but look back and glance at the set.

Ji Yayun also turned around, "What's wrong?" ”

"Nothing." I shook my head.

"Bang dang!"

Suddenly, there was a muffled sound, and I shuddered.

Ji Yayun exclaimed "ah" and instinctively threw herself into my arms.

The sound came from upstairs, and there were people on the third floor!

I grabbed a metal ornament around the corner, looked up and asked aloud, "Is there anyone?" Who's on it? ”

No one responded.

"Do you usually live on the third floor?" I asked Ji Yayun in a low voice.

"There is a lounge on the third floor, but the door is locked from the outside."

Feeling the warm breath on my face, I looked down, only to find that Ji Yayun's whole person was attached to my arms, and the distance between the two had reached the point of breathing and smelling each other.

"Could it be that the wind is blowing without closing the windows?" Ji Yayun whispered again, only to find that the distance between them had reached the point of ambiguity, and quickly let go of the hand holding my waist and took half a step back.

"Go up and have a look." I pulled her behind me, holding her hand in one hand and the heavy ornament in the other.

The third floor is more like an ordinary two-bedroom apartment, with only two rooms except for a small living room.

One of the rooms had an open door and was a small lounge.

The other room has a black curtain hanging on the outside, and there is a sign on the wall that says 'Idlers are not allowed to enter', which should be a darkroom.

All windows are closed...

Thinking of the muffled sound just now, Ji Yayun and I glanced at each other, there was someone in the dark room!

I shouted twice and no one responded.

Lifting the curtain of the darkroom, there was a small passage less than half a meter, and then there was a door, and there was a bunch of keys inserted in the door.

I went over and knocked on the door, but there was still no response.

I reached for the key, and suddenly my eyes went dark, and my whole body fell into the darkness where I couldn't see my fingers.

"Negatives can't see the light." Ji Yayun whispered beside me.

I'll go, and at this time she was still thinking about protecting the negatives...

Fortunately, I had already felt the key, and with a slight twist, the door opened, and a dark red came out of the crack.

"Is there anyone in there?"

I asked again, but when I saw that there was still no response, I simply pushed the door open.

It was empty except for a dark red like blood.

I breathed a sigh of relief, and I guess I had left the key on the door, and I was really scared of myself.

I didn't bother to think about what the sound was just now, I walked into the darkroom, and just glanced at the photo clamped on the rope, and suddenly there was a muffled sound behind me.

Then, listen to the sound of "click", and then the sound of "bang" pulling the key.

I reacted and hurriedly pulled the door, and sure enough, it was locked.

"Who's out there?" I asked out loud.

"Who? Is it Little Red? I'm Yayun! Ji Yayun's voice trembled.

I took her hand, "Don't be afraid, someone must be doing something." The sound just now was the sound of the darkroom door closing. ”

The door was locked, and I wasn't so nervous, it must have been artificial. I just don't know where the man was hiding and why he locked us in the house.

I let go of Ji Yayun's hand and looked at the photo again.

The set of photos that came out was a wedding photo of a strange man and woman.

I picked up a translucent card and looked at the negatives on it one by one against the red light.

After reading a few photos, I felt that the atmosphere was a little wrong.

When I turned my head, I saw Ji Yayun next to me, her expression was very cramped, and her breathing was a little unsteady.

I know very well why she is like this, even though it is only a negative, both of them can see what the negative is filming, it is a couple of men and women in... It's just a different posture.

"Your classmate still takes this kind of job in this studio?" I casually put the translucent card aside and wanted to get another one.

Inadvertently, I saw a crack in a drawer, and there seemed to be a photo inside.

I opened the drawer, and sure enough, it was a pile of washed photos, and it was the group taken by Ji Yayun in Liantang Town.

The two of them looked at each other, and when they turned to one of them, they were both stunned.

This photo was not taken in the town of Liantang, but in a bedroom.

There is a man and a woman in the photo, doing that naked.

Seeing the appearance of the man and woman, I threw a stack of photos on the table.

"it...... When I didn't see anything! ”

I recognized that woman at a glance, it was Ji Yayun who was next to me at the moment.

I thought it was familiar at first, but when I thought about it, I remembered it, the male protagonist of the wedding photo on the first floor, Ling Hong's husband!

Ji Yayun was stunned at first, looking incredulous, and suddenly shook her head vigorously at me, "It's not me, that's not me!" ”

Aren't you still a ghost?

Ghost!

I was excited, and then looked at Ji Yayun, with tears in my eyes, I really only had grievances and horrors, and there was no shame of being broken.

"Ahh

She screamed suddenly.

In the small, closed darkroom, the screams were particularly poignant and harsh.

"What's your name?" I covered my ears and frowned.

She pointed to the table and cried, "Look, look! ”

When I looked at her fingers, I was stunned.

I threw the photos on the table and scattered, and she was referring to one of them.

The photo was exactly the same as the one in the downstairs window, except it hadn't been blurred.

In the photo, Ji Yayun still has that innocent and bright smile.

However, right behind her, there was a woman with her head crossed and wearing a cheongsam skirt!

The woman's appearance was exactly like her, but there was a grim smile on the corner of her mouth.

The smile quickly overlapped with another smirk in my mind, this woman was the corpse of the woman who had been turned out of the sarcophagus!

"Xu Qiu, how can this be? I was the only one in the water! Ji Yayun hugged one of my arms, obviously collapsed.

"Knock knock!"

Suddenly, there was a sharp knock on the door.

Ji Yayun was so frightened that she threw herself into my arms, buried her face in front of my chest, and her whole person trembled like chaff.

I tried to push her away, but she wouldn't let go.

I had to bypass her and grab a brown paper bag, and hurriedly stuffed the photos and a few translucent cards with negatives on them into the bag.

As soon as I had done all this, the door slammed open......