Pushing open the exquisite wooden door of the VIP room, the warm yellow wall lamps automatically lit up, and the scent of cinnamon and cedar flowed through the air.
The walls were covered with dark patterned jacquard wallpaper, paired with mirror decorations in brass fras, lending the space an extraordinarily transparent feel.
In the center was a large curved screen occupying the entire wall, its black crystal surface glistening coldly under the lights. Unlike the blurred projections of ordinary ho theaters, every fra of the test image on this screen appeared exceptionally clear.
The viewing area was furnished with a double-seater deep gray genuine leather electric sofa, its surface embossed with fine lychee patterns. The armrest was embedded with a touch panel, and with a gentle press, the footrest slowly rose.
A cashre blanket folded neatly like a square of tofu was draped over the armrest, thoughtfully adorned with a silver fringe decoration.
Beside the sofa, on the marble side table, a glass vase held a few fresh snow willow branches, their green twigs hanging low, echoing the fiddle-leaf fig in the corner and adding a splash of life to the cool-toned space.
Shi Yang casually nestled into the sofa and pressed the button on the armrest, and the backrest imdiately adjusted to a comfortable reclining angle.
Just as Li Jing sat down, a staff mber silently entered, stepping on plush carpet, adjusting the central air conditioning to 24 degrees, and then brought in a bone china tray. The iced Aricano was served in a glass cup, and next to it, the tray contained neatly arranged handmade macarons and freshly cut seasonal fruits.
"Please enjoy,"
The staff mber placed the remote control by Li Jing’s side, adjusted the ceiling light dimr while bowing out.
As the door closed, the large screen suddenly lit up, the machine’s opening sound effects causing the sofa to tremble slightly, yet the sound-absorbing material around perfectly captured the sound, creating an imrsive, isolated atmosphere.
Shi Yang casually flipped through the remote control nu and directly selected the horror movie "The Shining."
Li Jing had always lacked interest in such films, but since he had ntally prepared himself in advance, he didn’t object.
Shi Yang, on the other hand, although often claid to love horror films, had actually seen very few, mostly newly released films with limited scare factors, not even true horror films.
This ti, selecting "The Shining" was part of her little sche, hoping to take this opportunity to scare Li Jing a bit.
The movie began, with the cara slowly sweeping over a snow-covered mountain road, the sound of the engine particularly jarring in the silence.
Accompanied by a deep, oppressive background score, the empty hotel’s lobby lood in the dim light, the damp, musty sll seemingly seeping out through the screen.
The director’s control of rhythm was masterful, perfectly timing each shot transition and sound effect to steadily push the eerie atmosphere to a climax.
Just under ten minutes in, Li Jing sensed sothing was off.
The shaking fras and suggestive images were much more real than he expected, a chill creeping slowly up his spine.
Turning to look at Shi Yang, her initially relaxed expression had vanished, her fingers unconsciously tugging at the edge of the cashre blanket, her face slightly pale.
As the shot of the movie’s male protagonist, Jack, pacing through the deserted corridor appeared, Shi Yang involuntarily shifted closer to Li Jing, her body slightly stiffening.
Li Jing noticed her small movents, a smile tugging at the corners of his mouth, "What, afraid already?"
Shi Yang seed to be caught out, quickly straightening up, her eyes a bit flustered, "Who, who’s afraid? I’m just changing position after sitting for a while."
Saying so, she deliberately pulled away from Li Jing, shaking the blanket vigorously, trying to cover up her tension.
But her tightly drawn shoulders and the occasional stolen glances at the screen already betrayed her true feelings.
They continued watching for a while longer, Shi Yang’s body taut like a fully drawn bow, even though Li Jing wasn’t sitting right next to her, he could clearly feel the tension emanating from her.
At this mont, Li Jing no longer felt like teasing her. To be honest, he was also influenced by the terrifying atmosphere created by the film.
This was completely different from what he had imagined beforehand. After all, it was his first ti watching a proper horror film, and the realism far exceeded his expectations.
He could only silently tell himself to stay calm, trying hard not to get carried away by the movie’s startling scenes.
Then, those pale twin girls appeared slowly on the screen.
At the sight of them, a strong sense of discomfort surged up within Li Jing, not just because of their horrifying appearance, but also their eerie voices, as if drilling into one’s bones.
Imdiately, the background music shifted drastically, the atmosphere turning even more oppressive.
On screen, blood started to flow from the twin girls, the gory and horrifying scene instantly assaulting Li Jing’s visual nerves, causing his heart to seize.
Fortunately, he had prepared himself ntally to so extent, so outwardly he managed to maintain composure, not revealing too many signs of distress.
But at that mont, a sudden gasp from beside him caused Li Jing to shudder slightly as well.
It turned out to be Shi Yang, who had been trying hard to suppress her fear, finally couldn’t bear it anymore during the scene transition. She forgot about any pretense and suddenly turned, grabbing Li Jing’s arm tightly, as if trying to transmit all her fear through that grip.
She kept her eyes tightly shut, her body curled up, clearly quite frightened.
Li Jing could feel Shi Yang’s body slightly trembling, her soft touch on his arm.
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