The charm of movies or literature is that you can feel another strange and novel life through pictures and words.

Just like the audience who watched "Faith Dog Hachitsuki" today.

In less than seventy minutes, they experienced a brand new kind of human...Dog Life.

Before I knew it, I became a dog for an hour.

It was such a wonderful and indescribable experience.

Just be a dog, and you're so heart-wrenching!

When everyone and the audience suddenly realized that they were too immersed in the show, they couldn't help but want to scold their mother.

Listening to the whispers and complaints of other viewers in the screening hall where the population was withering, Zheng Qiu's face became more and more serious.

To be honest, the film is nearly halfway, but apart from the basic soundtrack being too inconsistent, he couldn't find out what was wrong with this movie for a while.

And what's even more amazing is that he didn't understand what story this movie was telling.

Justice? Friendship? Reality? Pets? Depression?

The mixed elements make the plot of the entire movie confusing.

The connection and separation of the story in the first half and the middle part are very obvious, but it is unexpectedly smooth and will not make people feel out of the play.

And I am increasingly looking forward to the final part, what kind of ending the director needs to do to deserve the complex elements in front of it.

While thinking in a daze, Zheng Qiu was awakened by the slight shouts of others.

In the camera, there are bandages tied to the front leg, but they are still chasing the eight-piece of the hearse.

The camera is from far to near, and from a wide angle view overlooking the tiny eight-piece limping but trying its best to chase.

Then the lens slowly advances. During the advancement, the color of the picture is like faded rice paper, slowly turning from color to black and white.

Until the camera pushes the eight-piece bandage that is dyed red, it stops abruptly.

The lens flashed by and turned back to color again.

Just like countless storyboards in front, Batu wakes up from the room again, arches his body and stretches, and yawns lovely.

The only difference is that it has bandages on its front legs, which confirms that nothing before was a dream.

Xiao Zheng, is gone.

Xiaoxia, here we are back.

Batong limped in front of the windowsill, behind her was a blurred shot of Xiao Xia and the police officer searching Xiao Zheng's relics.

The eight-tube highlighted in the whole picture is even more lonely, which reminds people of the loneliness when Xiao Zheng jumped into the river and the helplessness of being abandoned.

"Ms. Xia, we found a diary and see if it is Ms. Zheng's."

The owner's name attracted the attention of the silence of the silence. It turned its head and the mirror image behind it turned from virtual to real. Xiao Xia, who was dressed in black, opened her diary tremblingly. The home page was a line of beautiful small characters.

"I'll wait for you until you're thirty-five"

Xiao Xia fell to the ground like the wind blowing leaves, causing everyone to exclaim, while Batong turned her head, skillfully opened the window, and slipped out by herself.

Familiar communities, familiar cat friends, familiar newsstands, familiar stations, and familiar buses.

Batong jumped to the familiar flower bed next to the station and lay down lazily.

As the waiting as before.

The beautiful boss lady of the newsstand poked her head out, glanced at Batong, and quietly wiped her tears.

The camera seemed to be frozen. From daytime to night, the eight-piece lying on the edge of the flower bed like a statue until the sky suddenly had light snow.

Batong looked up at the snowflakes flying under the street lights, as lonely as duckweed, like the road where Xiao Zheng used to get off work.

Yatong shook her dog's head unhappily, as if she was dissatisfied with Xiao Zheng's late arrival today.

"No need to wait, she won't come back."

The voice of the female boss of the newsstand was like a starting gun. Before he finished speaking, the audience burst into tears.

Zheng Qiu, whose eyes were sore, turned his head in shock and looked at him. Secretary Xiao Zhao covered his face and cried bitterly.

???

Are you okay?

Before Zheng Qiu could ask questions, human sobbing or sobbing sounds came from the entire screening room one after another.

???

Are you all okay?

Zheng Qiu looked around. Whether it was the film critics he brought or the senior executives, these high-quality men who usually call for the wind and rain, criticize and be serious at work, started to cry at this time.

It seems that my daughter died in the movie. Why are you crying so sadly?

Zheng Qiu was a little confused and was about to speak out to comfort (remind) everyone. Today we are taking the task to watch the movie.

But they found that they were crying louder.

It turned out that Xiao Xia was seen in the camera. She squatted beside Batu, holding her smile, and said gently and dotingly

"Let's go home and wait for her, okay."

The scene of a man and a dog looking at each other speechlessly in the snow is really heartbreaking.

The warmer the daily interaction between Xiao Xia and Xiao Zheng was before, the more abusive the scene is now.

Moreover, the audience has discovered that the originally happy background bgm is slowly becoming sad.

Xiaoxia brought Batong to her new home. In addition to Xiaoxia, there was another male owner.

The male owner also likes Hachitsu very much, but Hachitsu sneaked away while the two were not paying attention. Following the breath, he was driven away by humans like stray dogs along the way. He was hungry and clashed with other stray animals.

But with faith, Batong, who was in a mess, returned to the home where it and Xiao Zheng had lived for many years, but the landlord had already rented it to someone else.

From outside the window, Batong found that the new resident had a husky. Seeing them happy, Batong turned around and left silently, returning to the flower bed at the station alone.

The old neighbors, led by the newspaper owner, were surprised by the appearance of Batong. The beautiful boss lady called Xiaoxia to inform Batong of Batong.

Xiaoxia, who rushed over, hugged Batu, cried bitterly, trying to take Batu away, but Batu's resistance was obvious and seemed to notice Batu's obsession. Xiaoxia finally chose to leave in dismay and return to her life, and entrust Batu to the newspaper owner and radio host Xiao Luo.

Batong stubbornly lay beside the flower bed, waiting for Xiao Zheng's return.

Day after day, old neighbors often talk about these Batong's loyalty and Xiao Zheng's gossip.

After a long time, because of Xiao Luo's articles and Batong's story, it became news.

Every day, people come to this station to see if Batong is still waiting, and gradually become an internet celebrity check-in place.

This shot is accelerated, and everyone except the octagonal tube is accelerated.

Batong's time seems to be on the day when Xiao Zheng went to work forever.

The flowers and plants in the flower bed turn from green to wither, and the leaves behind the trees grow and fall, autumn, winter, spring and summer, year after year, eight reincarnations.

Batong is still waiting.

The light snow of the eighth year came as scheduled. The frost and snow once again covered the old eight-piece tube, and it seemed to be asleep.

Until a bus whistle sounded.

Yatong suddenly woke up, looking at the slowly opened car door and the long-lost call.

"Hi, silly dog."

Xiao Zheng is back to pick it up!

Batong jumped down from the flower bed excitedly. In the slow motion of running towards Xiao Zheng, it became younger little by little, the boring fur shines again, and its steps became lighter.

The memories of the past flashed wildly on the screen, and bit by bit gathered into the sharp blade of longing.

Batong finally threw herself into Xiao Zheng's arms, and her face filled with the initial happy smile.

It seems that Xiao Zheng has never left.

The camera slowly dimmed, stretched, and the joy of reunion was no match for the cruelty of reality.

In this winter, Batong closed his eyes forever.

And the one who got out of the car was Xiao Xia holding a diary.

The last scene was left to the diary with the words "I'll wait for you until thirty-five."

The film ends and begins to roll the cast.

But the audience in the screening room was almost crying and fainted.

They thought that there might be a knife in the second half of the movie, but they didn't expect that the director could cut his knife for twenty minutes in a row!

And it also had a critical hit, and the last scene almost made people feel heartbroken.

Isn't the introduction of this film a 'easy, romantic and healing movie'?

Scolding, you can take a look at the dog director yourself. How many of these tags are related to the movie?!

But these viewers underestimated the lethality of this video too much. It would be fine if they cried and suffocated after watching the front film. The cast and behind the scenes made them break the defense again.
To be continued...